Supernatural: The Full First Season

Dead in the Water

We're at Lynnwood Inn, eating breakfast. Dean's searching the news for a new hunt.

"Can I get you anything else?" the waitress asks.

"Just the check, please," Sam says.

"Okay," the waitress smiles.

Dean eyes me sexily. "Oh, do you wanna have some fun?" I smirk.

"Here, take a look at this. I think I got one," Dean hands us the paper. "Lake Manitoc, Wisconsin. Last week, Sophie Carlton, 18, walks into the lake, doesn't walk out. Authorities drag the water, nothing. Sophie Carlton was the 3rd Lake Manitoc drowning this year. None of the others bodies were found either. Had a funeral two days ago."

"Funeral?" Sam asks.

"Ha, they buried an empty coffin," I smirk. "I guess it's for closure."

"Closure?" Sam asks. "What closure? People don't just disappear, guys. Other people just stop looking for 'em."

"Something you want to say to me?" Dean asks.

"Trail for Dad. It's getting colder every day,"" Sam says.

"Exactly, so what are we supposed to do?" Dean asks.

"I don't know. Something," Sam says. "Anything."

"You know what, I'm sick of this attitude," Dean says. "You don't think I want to find Dad as much as you do?"

"Yeah, I know you do, it's just-" Sam starts.

"I'm the one who's been with him every single day for the last two years, while you've been off to college going to pep rallies," Dean says. "We will find Dad. But until then, we're gonna kill everything bad between here and there. Okay?"

"Alright. Lake Manitoc," I start, trying to break the tension. "Dean, stop staring at me."

"Huh?" Dean asks.

"How far?" Sam asks.

The boys drive, I ride. Eli calls to check on me, "Hey, what's up?"

"Ah, nothing much. I'm heading on a hunt with the boys. Found something suspicious," I say. "Hey, can you do me a favor?" I ask.

"Sure, what's up?" my twin asks.

"Can you start searching for a man named John Winchester in your free time?" I ask. "It's kinda important."

"Sure thing, sis," Eli says. "Love ya."

"Love you too," I smile. 

The boys and I reach our destination. We head up to a house. A boy answers the door.

"Will Carlton?" I ask.

"Yeah, that's right," Will says.

"I'm Agent Ford, this is Agent Hamel, and she's Agent Blue. We're with the U.S. Wildlife Services," Dean holds up a badge.

We head out to a pond. A man sits on a chair on the dock.

"She was about a 100 yards out," Will says. "That's where she got dragged down."

"And you're sure she didn't just drown?" I ask.

"Yeah, she was a Varsity Swimmer. She practically grew up in that lake. She's as safe out there as she is in her own bathtub," Will says.

"So, no splashing? No signs of distress?" Sam asks.

"No, that's what I'm telling you," Will says.