LARPing

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A few days later. Night. at the Impala. 

I was "sleeping "in the Impala. I was more like listening to the brothers talking. I had my head against the window and Dean had put his jacket over me to keep me warm. 

Dean " You okay, man?"

Sam " We have the most powerful weapon we've ever had against demons, and we can't find a way to use it. "

Dean nodded "Yeah, well, Kevin's on it. And when he finds something, he'll call. So we wait. Look, we have both had a rough go over these past couple of weeks. And, uh... I know what you gave up wasn't easy. Maybe we ought to take the night off – go see a flick, hit a bar or two, have some fun. You remember fun, don't you, Sammy?"

Suddenly a phone rang. 

Someone put a hand on my thigh and shook it "baby, your phone!"

I opened my eyes and pretended that i just woke up.

Then i yawned "what's going on?"

Dean "Your phone's ringing, baby"

I nodded, grabbed it and answered it " what do you got? "

Garth "Hey. "

Me " Garth. Hey. "

Dean let out an annoyed breath "oh you've got to be kidding me"

Garth "Why don't you grab a piece of paper? "

I nodded " Really? "

Garth "i have a case for you. Michigan. i would go myself but you guys are closer"

I nodded, confused " H-how'd you know where we are? "

Garth "Yeah, you've been Garthed. "

I rolled my eyes "Look, it's bad enough that you're tracking us, but it's even worse when you say we've been "Garthed.""

Then i hung up. 

I looked at Dean "Okay, we got to lose the GPS on our phones, because Garth has been tracking us, and other hunters, apparently, to assign cases. "

Dean nodded "Smart. A total Bobby move. What's the deal? "

Me "Uh, well, it's close – Farmington Hills, Michigan. Dude got ripped limb from limb inside his locked apartment. "

Dean shook his head "That's not good. "

Sam "Working a case. As long as we're waiting on Kevin, that'll be our fun. "

I sighed. 


Farmington Hills. Michigan. At the apartment of the victim. . 

We walked into the apartment, showing off our badges

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We walked into the apartment, showing off our badges. Then we walked to the Sheriff. 

Sam " Sheriff. Special Agent Taggart. These are my partners, Special Agent Rosewood and Special Agent Monogram."

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