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─── ୭🧷✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀 DEAN WINCHESTER WAITED RATHER IMPATIENTLY FOR HIS BROTHER TO RETURN. “He'll be back soon,” Evangeline assured.
Dean nodded, knowing the raven haired huntress was right. He had just found a similarity between the victims and was rather eager to share the news with his brother.
Eventually, the eldest Winchester had stopped his (in Evangeline's words) insufferable fidgeting to instead pace around the room.
Evangeline had been about two seconds from complaining before the door to the motel slammed open.
“We need to talk” both brothers spoke simultaneously before pausing.
“Freaky” She murmured, setting the journal she had been reading down on the coffee table.
୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀
“So hot little Meg is summoning the Daeva”? Dean questioned after Sam had admitted he followed the blonde to a warehouse with less than normal stuff.
Sam nodded “It looks like she was using that black alter to control the thing”.
“it's always the pretty ones that are psycho” Evangeline muttered under her breath. Sam cast her a look, and she simply moved to hide her smile.
“So Sammy's got a thing for the bad girl,” Dean teased. “And what's that deal with that bowl again”.
“She was talking into it, the way witches used to scry into crystal balls she was communicating with someone”.
“With who, the Devah” the huntress wondered out loud.
“No, those things are savages, no, this was someone different, someone who's giving her orders, someone who's coming to that warehouse”.
Dean moved toward the table, flipping through the papers scattered around.
“What” Sam questioned.
“What I was going to tell you earlier, I checked the complete records of the two victims, we missed something the first time”.
“What”?
“The first victim, the old man, lived in Chicago his whole life, but he wasn't born there” Dean pointed his finger at the paper “look where he was born”.
“Lawrence, Kansas” Sam read out in a whisper.
“Mhm” he flipped through the papers once more “and Meridith the second victim, it turns out she was adopted, guess where she's from…”.
“Holy crap”.
“Yeah”.
Evangeline observed Sam. She could practically see the wires in his head turning.
