Never Say Never (sequel to Never Be Over You)

Chapter 3- Wishful Thinking

We drive to the next town over and go to a local restaurant/bar. Dean has ordered a few shots and he's taken a few and he ordered them all at once so he's just slowly drinking them one at a time. We order out drinks and then Sam and Dean started having a very interesting conversation.

"It just doesn't make any sense Dean, why would Uriel tell me you remember hell if you didnt?" Sam asks.

"Maybe because he's a dick, might have something to do with that."

"Okay maybe, but he's still an angel."

"Yeah, angel who was ready to blow up and entire town. Look I don't know a-"

"Radical." Our waiter says as he walks up to our table. Good thing Dean stopped talking. "What else can I get you guys?"

"I think we're good." Sam says.

"Yeah? You wanna try a couple of fryer bombs or a chipotle chili chunga?"

"No, we're still good." I say.

"Okay, awesome." The waiter says then leaves. He is way too cheery.

"Sam honestly I have no idea why Uriel told you what he did okay?" Dean says then takes another shot.

"Right." Sam says.

"What?"

"Okay, fine, then look me in the eye and tell me you don't remember a thing from your time down under." Sam says.

'"I don't remember a thing from my time down under." Sam just rolls his eyes. "I don't remember Sam."

"Look Dean, I just wanna help."

"Outstanding, dessert time?" The waiter asks as he comes back again. "Am I right?"

"Dude." Dean says.

"Listen guys, you have got to try our ice cream extreme. It's extreme."

"No extremity please." I say.

"Sure. Alright, awesome." He says as he puts the bill on the table. Yeah, definitely waaay to cheery.

"Alright so where do we go from here?" I ask so that they can't continue their conversation.

"I'm not sure, umm, looks like its been pretty quiet lately, no signs of demon activity no omens I can see." Sam says as he pulls our his laptop.

"That's good news for once." Dean says.

"Yeah, one possible vengeful spirit. Here check this out." Sam says as he turns his laptop in our direction.

"Up in Concrete, Washington, there reports of a ghost that's been haunting the showers of a women's health facility." Dean almost chokes on his drink and I kick his leg under the table because I know what he's thinking.

"One of the victims claims the ghost threw her down a flight of stairs." Dean closes the laptop and pulls out his wallet to pay for what he ordered.

"I can see your very interested." I say.

"Women, showers, we gotta save these people." Yup, I totally know what he's thinking. We leave an drive the this town, Concrete, Washington. We contact the victim who's name is Candace Armstrong and decide to meet her at the local Chinese restaurant. We told her that we were writing a book, Sam's idea not mine. Dean drops off me and Sam and then drives off.

"I'm not surprised the chose to make contact with me." She says once we're sitting with her. "I'm something of a natural sensitive."

"I can sense that about you Candace, that whole sensitive thing." Sam says.