"I woke up to another mess in the living room Broken bottles all around my feet They came again in the night under crescent moon Didn't wake me in my sleep"
"'Cause they talk and drink and laugh 'bout things And fall in love in my backyard I hide an...
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*A SIREN GETS INTO THE BROTHER'S HEADS, AND NINA TRIES AND TRIES TO GET OVER HER CRUSH... AGAIN*
Nina's P.O.V
I wake up next to Dean, yes Sam made us share a bed like what an asshole, as Sam woke us up "Hey. Up and at 'em, kiddos." Sam says and I get out of the bed, and I grab my blue jeans from the chair, I put them on the night before, and I went into the bathroom, and I looked at myself in the mirror, and I looked like shit
"You're up early. What are you doing?" Dean asked, and I put on my pants, and I brush my knotty dark brown hair and I put it in a ponytail, and I walked out the bathroom and I grabbed my glasses from my bag and I put them on
"Nothing. I was in the can." Sam says
"Yeah?" Dean asked
"Yeah. You want me to draw you a picture?" Sam asked and I snicker, as I grabbed some socks, and converse and started to put them on
"Nah, I'll pass." Dean told him
"Found a job. Bedford, Iowa. Guy beat his wife's brains out with a meat tenderizer." Sam says
"Yikes." I say as I walk in the bathroom, to brush my teeth
"And get this. Third local inside two months to gank his wife. No priors on any of 'em, all happily married." Sam says and that made me confused and surprised
"Ahh. Sounds like Ozzie and Harriet." Dean says and I smile, as I spit out the toothpaste and I rinse my mouth out, and I walk out of the bathroom
"More like The Shining." I say to him
"All right, well I guess we'd better have a look." Dean says and I sigh and nod
We were in a Prison Interview with Mr. Benson who killed his wife, and I tried to look all serious but I look really stupid "Why does the PD keep sending you guys? I already said I don't want a Lawyer." Mr. Benson says and I sigh
"They're lining up the firing squad." I say
"I'm pleading guilty." He told me and I roll my eyes and I look over at Dean
"All right, look, you don't want us to represent you, that's fine. In fact it's probably not a bad idea, between you and me. We just wanna understand what happened, that's all." Dean told him
"Mr Benson. Please." Sam told him
"What happened was, I killed my wife. You wanna know why? Because she made plans without asking me." Mr. Benson says and I look at the boys, and something seemed off about this
"Now when it happened, how did you feel? Disoriented, out of control?" I ask
"Like something possessed you to do it?" Dean asked
