"Dean this the only way we're truly going to find that werewolf and thats by talking to the people who last saw the thing." Sam said
We had gotten into a fight about this on the drive here. Honestly I didn't think it was a good idea to go head first into killing it. We needed a plan.
"I know sammy, I do really."
We were both interrupted by some girl walking outside she had blonde hair with the brightest blue eyes. That reminded of Castiel's, well at least his vessels.
"Ugh I hate you so much. You always do this to me. You never do that to Miley."
She screamed. Catching me and sam off guard. She looked at us face getting red from embarrassment.
"Sorry about that my brother was being a total dick. I mean douch." She chuckled nervously excusing her language.
"Tell me about it." Sam said making me look at him with a 'suck it sammy' face.
"Anyway we're looking for a Miley Novak. We'd like to ask him a few questions." She looked us both over before answering.
"Yeah he's just inside but you have to ask our older sister she kinda hates strangers." She laughed.
"Thank you." Sam said before we walked into the house. It was nice but not too fancy or modern. It was just right.
"May I ask why you're in my house?" A woman asked. But She was turned. It kinda creeped me the hell out. But when she turned around my heart dropped into my stomach. She looked just- just like mom. Blonde hair, blue eyes slim figure, the whole package.
"You just gonna stare at me like I'm crazy or tell me what you're doing here?" She asked
"We- we uh needed to know if Miley Novak was here by any chance." I stuttered.
"Yeah he-" she was cut off by a boy thin as a stick come around the corner. He had black hair with blue roots and red bags under his eyes that he somehow didn't look sick with. He was wearing an all black grunge look that many people around her doesn't wear. He also had those same bright blue eyes as the girl outside, they must be twins. When he looked at us and went pale he looked shocked. But under all that he was terrified. Like he knew what we were capable of. Before we knew it, he ran upstairs slamming his door.
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