sparks fly, sam winchester [ 2 ]

003. near deaths

"One room, please." Dean gives his credit card to the man behind the counter. The clerk picks up the card.

"You guys having a reunion or something?" The guy asks.

"What do you mean?" Sam asks.

"I had another guy, Burt Aframian. He came and bought out a room for the whole month." The guy says.

~ ~ ~

Sam is picking the lock to the room his dad got while the other two stand watch. Sam gets the door open and goes in, Miranda following. Dean, oblivious to the success, is yanked inside by Sam who then shuts the door.

Miranda looks around at all of the research covering the walls and tables plus all of the junk lying around. She spots a half eaten burger by the bed making her grimace.

Dean turns the light on and grabs the burger. He sniffs it, immediately recoiling.

"I don't think he's been here for a couple days at least." Dean says.

"Salt, cats eye shells..." Sam says.

"Ew." Miranda mumbles.

"He was worried." Sam says. "Trying to keep something from coming in." He looks over at Dean who is standing at one of the walls with research. "What have you got here?"

"Centennial Highway victims." Dean says.

Sam nods and continues to look around.

"I don't get it. I mean, different men, different jobs, ages, ethnicities. There's always a connection, right? What do these guys have in common?" Dean questions.

"Dad figured it out." Sam says, looking at an article.

"What do you mean?" Dean asks.

"He found the same article we did. Constance Welch. She's a woman in white." Sam says.

"You sly dogs." Dean remarks.

"You disgusting pigs." Miranda corrects. "And I can see you'd get along with them. Maybe the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."

"Do you ever shut up?" Dean snaps.

"No." Miranda smiles.

"Okay, you know what, lady? You don't know shit about our family so if--"

"Hey, hey, hey." Sam puts his arm between them. "Cut it out."

"I do know enough about your family to have my own opinions." Miranda says.

"You've never even met our dad." Dean scoffs.

"You can not meet people and have opinions on them." Miranda says.

"Hey, can we just focus on the case?" Sam pleads.

"Fine." Dean rolls his eyes. "If we're dealing with a woman in white, dad would have found the corpse and destroyed it."

"She might have another weakness." Sam says.

"Well, dad could want to make sure." Dean says. "He'd dig her up. Does it say where she's buried?"

"No, not that I can tell. If I were dad, though, I'd go ask her husband." Sam says. "If he's still alive."

"All right. Why don't you, uh, see if you can find an address, I'm gonna get cleaned up." Dean says, heading to the bathroom.

"Hey, Dean?" Sam calls making his brother stop. "What I said earlier, about mom and dad, I'm sorry."

"No chick flick moments." Dean says.