SPN x BATIM

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(This takes place after "Mystery Spot")

Sam needed to take his mind off of things. After all, he just watched his brother die hundreds of times, only to have to live 6 months without him, before finally convincing the trickster to bring him back.

Sam looked back at the paper he was reading. 'Henry Reed, 64, goes missing only a day after recieving a letter on his doorstep. His stepdaughter says he simply got up and left, without saying a word, only to never return.' He thought for a moment, before turning to Dean. "Hey, I think I got something." Dean looked up at him, a bored expression on his face. "Yeah? What is it?" Sam looked back at the paper. "Some guy gets a letter, then dissapears without a trace. I think that sounds a bit like our kind of case." He said hopefully. Dean laughed a bit. "I dont know, maybe he went somewhere and died. Why do you want to do a case anyway? I thought you wanted to take your mind off of things, whatever the reason for that is." Sam scoffed, "This is how I take my mind off things, Dean." "Whatever floats your boat, I guess," Dean started. "Well, I guess we could check it out. Beats staying in this old place," He said, gesturing to the small, dirty motel room.

Sam knocked on the door to Henry's house. "Hello?" He shouted. The door opened, revealing a small, 11 year old girl, with long brown hair, and grey eyes. (Dont mind me putting myself in here.) "Hello?" She asked. Sam looked down at her. "Are you Karen Catirina? Henry's Stepdaughter?" He asked. She looked confused. "Umm... yeah? Why?" Sam knelt down a bit. "Well, we need to conduct some research. You see we're FBI, which stands fo-" Yeah yeah, I know. Where's your proof?" Dean chuckled a bit. "You're pretty damn smart kid." he said, pulling out his fake I.D. along with Sam. Karen grinned. "Come in then. im here with my sister, er, well, ex-sister... she's 18. My mom dated her dad, but they broke up." She explained, letting them in.

They entered the living room, to be greeted by a short girl, looking almost like a slighly older verson of Karen. "That's Alyshia." Karen said gesturing to her. Alyshia looked up from her phone, and waved slightly. "FBI? Why are they here?" Sam looked neverous, before saying "Well, were conducting a missing persons, and we need some info"

After interrogating Alyshia, and not getting anything, they decided to leave. "Im telling you Sammy, It's not our kind of-" Dean started, before getting cut off by Karen, who had ran into the room and started putting on her jacket. "I know where he is." She said. "And I can show you." Dean looked down at her. "Listen, I know this is a bad time for you, but you realize that wherever you think hes at is fak-" "No... It's not." She said. "That letter. He was reading it. It was from someone named Joey Drew. They worked together. He's at the studio, where they made cartoons. He used to take me to work with him sometimes." Sam and Dean looked at eachother. "Do you know how to get there?"