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Chapter 4: It's the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester

Y/n's POV:

These last few weeks have been Interesting to say the least. I mean first we had a case in Pennsylvania that turned out to be a shapeshifter that was imitating old classic monster movies. I felt kind of bad for him and also to see Dean in that costume made me laugh for an hour after we saved him. Then Dean got ghost sickness yeah it's a thing, had no idea either.

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And here we are in this town investigating a man who died from choking on razor blades from eating candy. Then my birthday is in a couple days so no reason to celebrate there. "Now how many razor blades did they find?" Sam asked Mrs. Wallace. Dean and I were looking around for hex bags. "Two on the floor, one in his stomach and one was stuck in his throat. He swallowed four of them. How is that even possible?". She said sobbing and they have a kid too, poor family. "The candy was never in the oven." She said to dean as he was sticking his head in the oven. "We like to check every possibility Mrs. Wallace. To make sure we don't miss anything. And we are truly sorry for your loss." I said to her trying my best to be there for her. "Thank you really." She said with a bit of a sad smile to me. "No problem." I said back with a kind smile. "Did the police find any razors in the rest of the candy?" Sam asked her. "No, I mean, I don't think so. I just – I can't believe it. You hear urban legends about this stuff, but it actually happens?" She responded and she's right it doesn't usually happen, but some bitch decided to attack this family.

Then Dean showed the hex bag that he found. "Mrs. Wallace, did Luke have any enemies?" Sam asked. "Enemies?" She answered with confusion. "Anyone who might have held a grudge against him?" "What do you mean?" "Co-workers? Neighbors? Maybe a woman." I cannot believe he just said that. "Are you suggesting an affair?" She said upset. "Mam I am so sorry for these two" I said as I grabbed both Sam and Dean by their ears and pulled them out of the house. "ow ow! Y/n" They both said. "Good I hope it hurts, her husband just died, and her child is fatherless. Have a little more sympathy" I said as I slammed the door behind and walked back to her. "So sorry for their behavior, sometimes men will just act." I said to her. "I mean do you think he's right that he could have had a secret woman" She asked me with fear in her eyes. "No no I look around in this house and I feel love." I said back holding her hands. "Thank you really you are so kind. Your mother raised you right " Right mother."No need to thank me, I know how it feels to lose someone." "I mean I think If someone wanted to kill my husband, don't you think they'd find a better way than a razor in a piece of candy he might eat?" "You're right, my partners and I appreciate your time." I walk out with determination to find this bitch.

"Y/n wait wait!" Both boys try to catch up with me. "Let's go, we have a witch to catch" I said as I got into the Impala. They look at each other with knowing looks of why I'm extra focused this week.

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Sam and I are researching in the motel room while Dean is checking out Luke's background. "Really? After that guy choked down all those razor blades?" Sam asked Dean as he was eating a piece of candy. "It's Halloween, man." Dean answered, flopping down next Sam. "Yeah, for us every day is Halloween." "Don't be a downer. Anything interesting?" Dean asked. "Well, it was a witch for sure but not a typical one check out this hex bag." I answered pointing to the bag. "Hmm, no?" I smile at that. "Goldthread, an herb that's been extinct for two hundred years. And this - is Celtic, and I don't mean some new age knock-off. It looks like the real deal, like 600 years old real." Sam said, picking up the coin. Dean picked up the small, charred bone. "That would be the charred metacarpal bone of a newborn baby." I said to him as a matter of factly." Ugh" he dropped the bone. "Relax man, it's like, at least a hundred years old." Sam said to him, trying to make him feel better "Dean's right it might be old, but it is still a dead baby's bone." I said looking at them both. "Witches, man, they're so friggin' skeevy." Dean said. "Yeah, well it takes a pretty powerful one to put a bag like this together. More juice than we've ever dealt with, that's for sure. What about you? Find anything on the victim?" Sam asked him. "This Luke Wallace? He was so vanilla that he made vanilla seem spicy." Dean answered. "I knew he was faithful." I said. Sam scoffed at our lack of leads. "I can't find any reason why somebody would want this guy dead." Dean said to us.