Being Different (D.Winchester)

1.36 Killing Envy

At a store.

Dean was chatting with a witness of the incident that had happened. It was more flirting than chatting.

I rolled my eyes. 

Dean "What happened outside makes you realize how fragile life really is. You got to make every second count. "

Sam approached, clearing his throat.

Dean smiled charmingly "Excuse me a minute, would you? "

The girl nodded " Sure. "

And then she left.

Sam shot me a glance and then asked his brother irritated " Dean, what are you doing? "

Dean "I'm comforting the bereaved. What are you doing? "

Sam " Workin'. Dead body, possible demon attack -- that kind of stuff. "

Dean coughed "Sam, I'm sorry. It's just, I don't have much time left,and...got to make every second count. "

Me "pathetic, even for you"

He shot me an annoyed look. 

Suddenly dad walked inside dressed in a suit and hair slicked back.

The three of us looked at him impressed.

Dean "Whoa. Looking spiffy, Bobby. What were you, a g-man? "

Dad "Attorney for the D.A.'s office. I just spoke to the suspect. "

Sam " Yeah? so,what do you think? Is she possessed or what? "

Dad shook his head "Don't think so. There's none of the usual signs -- no blackouts, no loss of control. Totally lucid. Just,she really wanted those shoes. Spilled a glass of holy water on her just to be sure; nothing. "

Dean " Maybe she's just some random whack job. "

Dad "If it had been an isolated incident,maybe, but first the family, now this? I believe in a lot of things. Coincidence ain't one of them. Did you find anything around here? "

I shook my head "nothing supernatural "

Dean "Well,maybe something."

I looked at him confused.

He nodded at the camera at the ceiling " See? I'm working."

Security room.

The four of us were watching the security footage on a monitor.

Dean " Anything interesting?"

Sam "I don't know yet. Might just be a guy... "

There was a guy talking to a blonde woman and the facial expression of the woman changed to pissed off.

I raised an eyebrow "Or it might be our guy. "

Night. At a Bar.

Sam and Dad were trying to get some information about our guy while Dean and i were sitting in the car in front of a bar where the guy was supposed to be.

I sighed annoyed " What time is it?"

Dean "Seven past midnight. "

I asked tiredly" You sure this is the right place?"