𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧

Chapter 145-Doing Some More Digging

When we arrived at the house, we walked around to the side and found a dumpster backed up against the fence. Sam climbed up first and jumped over. Dean picked me up and placed me on the dumpster. I climbed over the fence, and Sam helped me down, then Dean followed. We walked up to a window, and Sam used his knife to pop the lock, then we climbed through. Dean and I searched the house as Sam tried to crack into the man's computer. After a while, Dean and I wandered back into the office to check on Sam "find anything?" Sam asked as we walked in.

"Well, Frank liked his catalog shopping, but that's about all we got." Dean said "not much here. Except he's got this one locked file on his computer, I can't... hold on. Not anymore. God." Sam said as he clicked a few buttons and then grinned triumphantly "what?" Dean asked him "well, he's got all these emails. Dozens, to this lady named Jennifer. This lady who's thirteen-years-old." Sam said with raised eyebrows "oh, I don't want to hear this." Dean groaned "looks like they met in a chat room. These emails are pretty personal. Look at that. Setting up a time and place to meet." Sam said.

"Great. If I ever found out some guy was..sorry...that just hits a little too close to home." Dean said as he glanced over at me and shook his head "I would never do that." I said "no, I know. It's just the fact that people like this exist." Dean replied as he shook his head "they were supposed to meet today." Sam sighed "huh. Well, I guess if you're gonna stab someone, good timing. I don't know, man, this is weird, ya know? I mean, sure, some spirits are out for vengeance, but this one's almost like a do-gooder, ya know? Like-like a-." Dean said as he shook his head.

"Avenging angel?" Sam asked him as Dean rolled his eyes and turned away "well, how else do you explain it, Dean? Three guys, not connected to each other, all stabbed through the heart? At least two were world-class pervs, and I bet if you dug deep enough on the other guy-." Sam said "hey." Dean muttered as he picked something up "what?" Sam asked him "you said Carl Gully was a churchgoer, right?" Dean asked "yeah." Sam nodded "what was the name of his church?" Dean asked him.

Uh...Our Lady of the Angels?" Sam said "of course, that'd be the name. Looks like Frank went to the same church." Dean replied.

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When we arrived at Our Lady of the Angels church, Father Reynolds greeted us. Sam and Dean had told him that we were new to town and wanted to join the church "so, you're interested in joining the parish?" Father Reynolds asked "yeah, well, ya know, we just don't feel right unless we hit church every Sunday." Dean said "where'd you say you lived before?" Father
Reynolds asked "uh-." Sam mumbled "Fremont, Texas." Dean interjected "yeah." Sam nodded "really? That's a nice town. St. Teresa's parish, you must know the priest there." Father Reynolds said.

"Sure, yeah, no, it's uh, Father O'Malley." Dean said as he nodded at him "hmm, I know a Father Shaughnessy." Father Reynolds said as he furrowed his brow "Shaughnessy, exactly. What'd I say?" Dean asked "ya know, we're just happy to be here now, Father." Sam said "and we're happy to have you. We could use some young blood around here." Father Reynolds smiled "hey, listen, I gotta ask...no offense, but uh, the neighborhood?" Dean asked him "well, it's gone to seed a little, there's no denying that, but that's why what the church does here is so important. Like I always say, you can expect a miracle, but in the meantime, you work your butt off." Father Reynolds said.

"Huh. Yeah, we heard about the murders." Dean said "yes. The victims were parishioners of mine. I'd known them for years." Father Reynolds said "and the killers said that an angel made them do that?" Sam asked him "yes. Misguided souls, to think that God's messenger would appear and incite people to murder. It's tragic." Father Reynolds said "so, you don't believe in those angel yarns, huh?"
Dean asked him "oh, no, I absolutely believe. Kind of goes with the job description." Father Reynolds said "father, that's Michael, right?" Sam asked as he noticed a large painting on the wall.