Silent Lucidity

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[#THINMAN]

Sam and Kennedy were sitting at a table in the library doing research.

Dean entered the room with a duffle bag slung over his shoulder. "All right. I'll be back."

"Wait. Where you headed?" Sam and Kennedy asked.

"Washington. I caught a case."

"You want us to come with?"

"Do you two want to come?"

"On a hunt? Why wouldn't we?"

"I don't know, man. 'Cause lately with you and Kennedy, up is down and down is sideways, you know? I-I-I don't know what you two want."

Sam and Kennedy glared at him and Dean walked over to the table.

"Okay," Dean replied. "You two want in? Fine. Sure thing." He pulled a paper from his jacket and slid it between Sam and Kennedy. "Photo leaked from the crime scene. Girl was murdered in her room, doors were locked, the windows were locked."

Sam and Kennedy looked at the selfie the girl had taken, noticing a figure in the background. Sam asked, "Who's the wallflower?"

"Exactly. Best guess -- ghost caught on film. So, you two are coming?"

Sam and Kennedy gathered up their laptops. "Does it look like we're staying?"

---

They made their way to the girl's house and stood talking to the girl's mother. There was a large blood stain on the carpet. Mrs. Miles stared at it as she talked. "I scrubbed for hours. I'll have to rip up the carpet. My daughter, Casey... She picked out the color herself."

"We're... very sorry for your loss, Mrs. Miles," Sam said gently. "You mentioned Casey had no known enemies. What about at home? Anything unusual you may have noticed? Uh... Electricity acting up or lights... flickering. TV on the fritz?"

"No, no fritzing. No cold spots, either."

"Sorry. Out of curiosity, uh...Why do you mention cold spots?" Dean asked.

"I'm sorry. That must sound strange, but... it's been three days since... And the police have found nothing. I'd h -- I'd have to sell my house to afford a private investigator, so when the Supernaturalists called-"

Dean frowned and interrupted Mrs. Miles. "Whoa, hang on, sorry, uh... Supernaturalists?"

"I know to the FBI it's not exactly orthodox. But these men had answers that no one else had, and I-I owe it to Casey... to listen."

Sam frowned. "Now, they -- they brought up cold spots in relation to...?"

"Signs of the paranormal, I suppose. They're coming by today to take a look."

"And did these Supernaturalists give you a name?" Kennedy inquired.

---

They pulled up to a diner and walked up to a van with the name "Ghostfacers" written on it.

Dean had an annoyed look before saying, "Son of a bitch."

The three of them walked into the diner and slid into the booth next to the Ghostfacers. Sam was next to Harry, Kennedy pulled up a chair and sat at the end. Dean was next to Ed. Annoyed looks were obvious on the brothers' faces. Kennedy had a slightly amused expression.

Harry said sarcastically, "Ah, the Winchesters. And their sidekick. Yay."

"Says nobody," Ed added.

"Ever."