Book 1
" Everybody has gone through something that has changed them in a way that they could never go back to the person they were once before."
Elena Singer is not like other girls.
The year after Bobby had lost his wife to the supernatural world...
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A few days later. Hotel.
Dad and i walked to the Hotel door and i knocked on the door.
Sam opened it "Hey, Bobby, Lena. "
We walked inside.
Dad nodded "Boys"
Dean stood up from the bed "Hey, Bobby, Lena."
Bobby " It's good to see you again so soon. "
Sam nodded " Yeah, thanks for coming. Come on in."
Dean shook Dad's hand "Thank god you're here."
Bobby "So um, what didn't you want to talk to me on the phone about? "
Sam " It's this job we're working. We weren't sure you'd believe us."
Bobby " Well, I can believe a lot. "
I nodded.
Sam nodded " Yeah, no, no, it's just, we've never seen anything like it-"
Dean "Not even close —"
Sam "-And we thought we could use some fresh eyes. "
Bobby " Well, why don't you begin at the beginning? "
Sam "Yeah, um, all right."
He gestured to the bed and i sat down. Dad sat down next to me.
Sam " So, it all started when we caught wind of an obit. See, a professor took a nosedive from a fourth story window, only there's a campus legend that the building's haunted. So we pretexted as reporters from the local paper. I did my job while Dean drank as much purple nurple as he could with Starla"
Dean shook his head "that's a lie. dude, that's not how it happened. "
Sam asked surprised "No? So you never drank a purple nurple?"
Dean nodded "Yeah, but her name wasn't Starla. "
Me " Then what was it? "
Dean thought about it " I don't know. But she was a classy chick. She was a grad student, anthropology and folklore. We were talking about local ghost stories. This girl was flirting with me and i kept my goal at the case while Sam started to act like a little bitch"
Sam rolled his eyes " Right. And that's how it really happened."
Dean shrugged.
I looked at Dad who looked at me.
Dad looked at the boys "Okay. What's going on with you two? "
Sam shook his head " Nothing. Noth- it's nothing."
Bobby shook his head " No, come on. You're bickering like an old married couple. "
Dean got up and walked to the kitchen "No, see married couples can get divorced. We're like, uh, Siamese twins. "
