(1) The Devil's Hybrid (D. Winchester)

Chapter Eight

Sam stands talking to Mrs. Wallace in her kitchen as Dean pokes around.

"Now how many razor blades did they find?" He asks her, Mrs. Wallace sighs, and responds nearly in tears.

"Two on the floor, one in his stomach and one was stuck in his throat. He swallowed four of them. How is that even possible?" She notices Dean looking around the front of the stove and in the oven door. "The candy was never in the oven"

"We just have to be thorough, Mrs. Wallace"

"Did the police find any razors in the rest of the candy?" Sam asks.

"No, I mean, I Don't think so. I just – I can't believe it. You hear urban legends about this stuff, but it actually happens?"

"More than you might imagine" Dean emerges from the floor, and shows Sam a hex bag, behind Mrs. Wallace's back so she can't see, and makes sure to keep her from seeing it. Sam sighs and looks at Mrs. Wallace. "Mrs. Wallace, did Luke have any enemies?"

"Enemies?"

"Anyone who might have held a grudge against him?"

"What do you mean?"

"Co-workers? Neighbors? Maybe a woman" Mrs. Wallace gets what Sam means and gets offended.

"Are you suggesting an affair?"

"Is it possible?"

"No! No, Luke would nev..."

"I'm very sorry. We just have to consider all possibilities"

"If someone wanted to kill my husband, Don't you think they'd find a better way than a razor in a piece of candy he might eat?" Sam looks over at Dean, who raises his eyes at Sam.

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Sam walks towards the impala, unwrapping the hex bag, Dean walks at his side as he peers into the bag.

"I've never seen a hex bag like this before" Sam tells Dean who peers into it with a shrug. "I don't even know what half of this stuff is" Dean them smirks and looks to Sam. "What?"

"So we call in someone who might...." Dean pulls out his cell phone walking to the car. Sam sighs.

"You're just after any excuse" Sam mumbles following him.

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Sam is sitting on a motel couch, with his laptop and a few books on the coffee table in front of him, flipping the pages of the books. He picks up something from the hex bag that looks organic, and holds it up. Dean enters the room and tosses his keys on the table under the window, Erika walks in behind him, Dean unwraps a piece of candy before tossing it in his mouth. Sam sees him do this.

"Really? After that guy choked down all those razor blades?"

"It's Halloween, man"

"Yeah, for us every day is Halloween" Sam mumbles, Erika moves to him.

"Dean said you had weird" she states. "Even for you guys" Sam nods and motions to the hex bag. "Urgh, witches" she grumbles, Dean smirks amused.

"Monster afraid of witches" he teases, Erika smirks.

"I'm not afraid of them" she corrects. "I just don't like them" she lifts something from the hex bag. "My mother was a witch" she answers. "Turned me into what I am....safe to say, not that fond of her or them, loves" Dean sits down on the arm of the couch and looks at Sam's research. "Hmm" Erika states.

"Anything interesting?" Dean asks her.

"This isn't your typical hex bag" She tells them, and indicates the hex bag that is open on the table. There is a silver piece, the size of a coin, and something small and charred in addition to the organic thing (looks like a dried up flower).