"Okay, well, stay on it. You get any leads, you let us know, and we'll keep working it from our end. Thanks, Cas." Dean says while walking into the library and he hangs up the phone. "So Kelly Kline is in the wind. No trace."
"Great." Sam sighs.
"No idea when Lucifer's kid is gonna pop, if it hasn't already." Dean says.
"So basically, we got nothin'." Sam says.
"Basically." Dean nods.
"All right. Well, we do have this other thing."
"What other thing?"
"Check it out. Museum in Des Moines, Iowa. A guy's body was found in the parking lot, a teacher. His tongue had been ripped out."
"Well, that didn't kill him."
"No, but having his internal organs crushed did. Uh, no obvious damage to the torso, no point of entry."
"You thinkin' witch?"
"Maybe. I mean, he was seen alive just a couple hours earlier, leading a student tour of the museum."
"Hmm. Haven't seen mom in a while. Maybe she'll wanna work with us on this."
"Well, maybe you won't feel so lonely if you do, then." Miranda smiles.
"What?" Dean frowns.
"I don't wanna go." Miranda says. "I'm... I'm still a little attached to the kids after... you know, almost dying."
"Yeah. Yeah, that-- that's cool. It's okay." Sam gives her a reassuring smile. "You wanna stay here or-- or go, at least?"
"I'll stay here." Miranda says. "That way they're not bored out of their minds in some lousy motel room." Sam nods.
"Whatever. Pack, let's get the show on the road." Dean walks out.
"You okay?" Sam asks his wife.
"Yeah. Yeah, I just... I want to relax." Miranda says.
"Relax with... with three kids under 12?" Sam frowns.
"You know what I mean." Miranda says.
"Right." Sam chuckles. "You sure you're okay?"
"Sammy, I am fine. I'm not super traumatized and I'm totally healed. I just wanna hug my babies a little longer."
"They're not going anywhere." Sam says.
"They're growing up, though." Miranda says. "That's practically the same thing."
"Okay." Sam mumbles, kissing her cheek. "Call me if you need anything -- literally anything."
"I know. I will." Miranda promises.
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"That soup yet?" Dean asks.
"Almost." Sam says, mixing the ingredients. "You ready?" He asks Gavin.
"Do it." Gavin says. Sam cuts Gavin's hand and lets the blood drip into the bowl. Dean gives Gavin a bandana after, the man wrapping it around his hand. Sam walks over to the wall and draws a sigil.
"Ready to do this, Gavin?" Dena asks.
"You're positive this will work?" Gavin asks.
"Never done it before. But our granddad did. And Abaddon. And Rowena tweaked the spell so that you could use it." Dean says.
"All right. I think that's it." Sam says.
"This is a tough one." Dean says.
"You're a good guy, Gavin. Thank you." Sam says.
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Fanfiction[ supernatural -- seasons 11-15 ] Miranda Winchester (Carpenter) Series: Gorgeous Sparks Fly Falling Like the Stars Say You Won't Let Go I DO NOT own Supernatural, any of the show's characters or storylines. I ONLY wn my OCs and their storylines.