Turning Into Virgins

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A few days later. At the bunker. 

I walked into the kitchen and jumped when i saw Sam there with his head on the table, sleeping

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I walked into the kitchen and jumped when i saw Sam there with his head on the table, sleeping. 

Dean walked in behind me and looked at his brother confused. 

I shrugged and poured myself a cup of coffee. Then i sat down next to Sam who was sleeping loudly. 

Dean poured himself a coffee and then grabbed a bowl. Then he sat down across from me. 

Me "Dean, we have to-"

Dean shook his head and knocked the bowl against the table. 

Sam jumped up, shocked. 

Me "morning"

Sam "morning"

He drove a hand through his hair. 

Dean "you okay?"

Sam nodded "Yeah, uh.Just thought i'd rest my head for a second. "

I nodded. 

Sam "how's Kevin? He, uh...he find anything?"

I shook my head "nothing"

Dean "Going on about four days, no sleep, he looks worse than you"

Sam yawned again "what about Crowley? Do you think he might be lying about the whole, uh,...Metatron spell being irreversible thing?"

Dean asked fake shocked "what, Crowley, lie?"

I giggled but then shook my head "he is telling the truth. but Next time that junkie's jonesing for a hit of blood, we got leverage. "

Sam yawned again. 

Me "You want a pillow?"

Sam shook his head "no, i'm fine"

Dean "you're sick"

Sam "No, i'm not sick. it's just, uh...i feel like my battery can't re-charge"

He took a sip of his coffee. 

Dean and i looked at each other. 

Suddenly a phone started to ring. 

It was mine. 

I answered "Hello?"

Jody "Hey, Elena, Jody Mills"

Me "Sheriff Mills. Hang on, Sam and Dean are here, too"

I put her on speaker. 

Dean "hey, Jody"

Sam "Hi, Jody"

Jody "hey, Sam, Dean. Uh...Got a bit of an oddball to pitch your direction"

Sam "shoot"

Jody "Small town i cover outside of Sioux Falls, only crime to speak of being the occasional cow-tipping. then last week, four people go missing "

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