HELLHOUND - Supernatural

Forty nine.

Season 3. Episode 9.

Malleus Maleficarum.

Sam and Sierra investigated Mr Dutton's bathroom, where his wife mysteriously died the previous night after her teeth kept falling out randomly. Sierra faintly smelt the blood that was stained in the bathroom sink, which she approached to open the cupboards.

On top of one of the pipes was a small brown bag. A hex bag. She pulled it out and showed it to Sam, who wearily sighed at the thought of a witch on their hands. Sam took it from her before they exited the bathroom.

Dean was questioning Paul Dutton, but then wrapped it up once Sierra and Sam were finished. Then they left Paul's house and spoke outside, Dean feeling curious about Paul. "That dude seem a little evasive to you?"

"I don't know I was searching the bathroom." Sam shrugged, pulling out the hex bag. "But Sierra found this." Dean stopped as he took it and opened the bag.

Sierra grimaced at the contents of the bag, "Are they bones?"

Sam nodded, "Bird bones, rabbit's teeth. This cloth is probably cut from something Janet Dutton owned."

Dean looked back at the house for a second and turned back, handing the bag to Sam. They then walked towards the Impala again, this time Sierra felt curious about the whole 'witch' thing.

"So we're dealing with a witch?" Sierra repeated with a raised brow, Sam hummed with a nod. "Nice."

"And not some new age wicked water douser either." Sam continued, opening his side to the car. "This is Old World black magic guys, I mean, warts and all."

Dean got into the driver's side, then turned to face Sam and Sierra. "I hate witches." He seriously stated, making Sam and Sierra chuckle. "They're always spewing their bodily fluids everywhere."

"Ew." Sierra muttered.

"It's creepy, you know, it's down right unsanitary."

"Yeah, well someone definitely had it out for Janet Dutton." Sam mused, leaning into his seat.

"Yeah, someone who snuck into that house and planted the bag. So what are we thinking, we're uh, looking for some old craggy Blair bitch in the woods."

"Well it could be anyone, right?" Sierra assumed, "I mean, they must be human if they're going through all that trouble to gather birds and rabbits and shit..."

Sam agreed, "Yeah, could be a neighbor, coworker, man, woman-that's the problem, Dean, they're human, they're like everyone else."

Dean rolled his eyes sarcastically, "Great. How do we find 'em?"

"This wasn't random; someone in Janet Dutton's life had an ugly axe to grind. We find the motive-"

Dean finished his brother's sentence, "We find the murderer." In agreement, Dean started the Impala and pulled away from Mr Dutton's house, driving off in the rain.

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The trio were driving around in the Impala, following Paul up until they lost sight of him. They drove past a few stores to see where he could be until Sierra spotted him in a parking lot, scrambling out of his car and panicking.

Dean immediately skidded the car over to him and rushed out with Sam and Sierra. Dean rushed to Paul and pulled him up from the pavement whilst Sam and Sierra searched the car for the hex bag.