Selina Winchester (Supernatural Season 2) (Supernatural Fanfic)

Simon Said Pt. 2

"And even as I wonder, I'm keeping you in sight, You're a candle in the window on a cold winter night, And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might..."

I groaned as I sat up and glared at Dean. "You're kidding, right?"

"I heard the song somewhere, I can't get it out of my head, I don't know," Dean glanced back at me "Ellen explained what's been going on...are you alright?" Ignoring him I looked at Sam who was going through a stack of papers

"What do you got?" I asked

"Andrew Gallagher. Born in eighty three, like me. Lost his mother in a nursery fire exactly six months later, also like me," Sam explained

"You think the demon killed his mom?" I asked

"Sure looks like it,"

"How did you even know to look for this guy?" Dean asked Sam while giving me the 'we'll talk later' glance.

"Every premonition I've had if they're not about the demon they're about the other kids the demon visited. Like Max Miller, remember him?"

"Yeah, but Max Miller was a pasty little psycho," Dean stated

"The point is he was killing people. And I was having the same type of visions about him. And now it could be happening all over again with this Gallagher guy,"

"How do we find him?"

"Don't know. No current address, no current employment. He still owes money on all his bills-phone, credit, utilities..."

"Collection agency flags?"

"None in the system,"

"They just let him take a walk?"

"Seems like it. There's a work address from his last W-2, about a year ago. Let's start there,"

***

I was sitting with the boys at the table in the coffee shop where Andrew used to work, they were in their suits and I was staring at my coffee cup as it was being poured by one of the waitresses.

"You won't get anything out of Andy, guys." The Waitress told the boys "I'm sorry, but they never do,"

"'They'?" Sam questioned

"You're debt collectors, right? Once in a while, they come by. I don't know what Andy says to them, but they never come back," she explained

"Actually we're, we're lawyers. Representing his Great Aunt Leta. She passed, God rest her soul, and left Andy a sizable estate," Dean told her

"Yeah. So are you a friend of his?" Sam asked

"I used to be, yeah. I don't see much of Andy anymore," The Waitress replied

"Andy?" a man joined us at our table, causing me to glance up at him briefly "Andy kicks ass, man,"

"Is that right?" Dean questioned

"Yeah. Andy can get you into anything." The guy explained "He even got me backstage at Aerosmith once, it was beautiful, bro,"

"How about bussing a table or two, Weber?" The Waitress said

"Yeah. You bet, boss," Weber stood up and left our table

"Look, if you want to find him, try Orchard Street." She told us "Just look for a van with a barbarian queen painted on the side,"

"Barbarian queen?" Dean wondered

"She's riding a polar bear. It's kind of hard to miss," she left our table as both Sam and Dean stood up