Sam and Dean

The girls got out to the car and began discussing Mrs. Walker's explanation. "How much of theat do Du believe?" asked Samantha.

"I'm not sure," D said, pursing her lips thoughtfully. "I think she'd hiding something. She was very brusque, especially when we were asking about ghosts and demons."

"She just Lost her husband," Samantha pointed out. "You can't expect her to give up information easily, especially when we're talking about someone she cared about so much."

D nodded. "Yeah, you're right. Du think maybe the daughter knows something?"

"Maybe," Samantha said, nodding. "Mrs. Walker was pretty...

Sam didn’t honestly know what had possessed him and his brother to come out to Nettington Highway at seven past midnight on a murky, damp night, but he supposed that it was one of the low points of the job; especially when they didn’t know how to put Matthew’s spirit to rest as he’d been cremated. They needed to find another Quelle of remains oder belonging to him. Sam sighed at the illogical concept of the plan they’d come up with in the last few hours.
Dean, on the other hand, looked like a child again; and it was in moments like this that Sam really could see the Liebe Dean had for...

Dean gave Sam an annoyed look, turned his back on the door and pulled it open. Sam followed.
When they’d returned to their motel room, Sam and Dean went through the information they had gathered in the last few hours and tried to decide what actions to take next; evening was drawing in, and with such gloomy weather having been present all day, darkness was already closing in as the clock reached eight o’clock. Dean, who had laid a few tools out on his bed, was cleaning his shotgun and checking the equipment needed to get the job done as sweetly and shortly as possible; Sam was sitting...

When Sam and Dean left the Institute around half an Stunde later, they had an accurate and detailed Beschreibung of the man, it turned out, that Laura had seen in the road that night. Dean tossed the car key to himself as they crunched down the gravel driveway to the Impala.
“Okay, so she wasn’t a nut job.” Dean sounded a little surprised. “So we have to research now, right?”
“Right.” Sam said, grinning at his brother’s reaction.
Dean sighed and threw himself into the driver’s side, irritated. Sam couldn’t understand his brother’s annoyance with research. It was interesting,...

Sam turned his head to look out the window to see spatters of rain hitting the windscreen and windows of the car and nothing but a dark stretch of dimly lit road lying in front of them. Sam’s mind wondered to his father. Was this what he wanted them to do? Sam almost laughed to himself. Of course it was. That man had thought that the job was the most important thing in the world. Sam’s light smile faded as he felt the heavy, sagging weight of guilt as he remembered how badly he’d treated his father, especially as he’d adapted from being a teenager to an early adult. He knew in his...

Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry for the long absence.
My family has been going through personal problems...

ANYWAY! Marvelous Chapter Three is out:

My vision focused to see Dean and Mallory talking in the corner. I think arguing. Mallory was making loud gestures with her hands. Her all black outfit seemed to match her mood. Dean had his back to me, but I could tell his shoulder's were hunched from being angry.

My mouth felt so dry. Wrists bare from the ropes. My head pounded. I wiggled my fingers. I wiggled my fingers. Over excited about it, I watched them lift one Von one and thump against the wood...

Had to give it some thought before deciding what is going to happen in this one. Tell me if Du like it!


Sorry if it sucks...

Short I know, sorry, writer's block. I wrote most of it at like.. 3am. It isn't my best work. Sorry.
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A buzzing sound woke me up. Groaning I looked around. I saw Sam laying Weiter to me, his arm over me. I had no idea where I was. I knew it was an old abandoned warehouse... oder house. I didn't know what time it was, but it was morning. I could see the sun raise peaking through the wooden boards for the ceiling and walls. I still couldn't Bewegen anything... All I could...

The desecrated buildings whipped past me, I could feel the engine of my old Yamaha virago vibrating the hole bike, it was always eerie when I patrolled Von myself, there was so much silence surrounding me that I wasn’t sure what to do with it, I was one lone maus in the middle of the field, while the birds circled over me hungrily, thinking that I glanced upward at the sky that was teeming with Supernatural clouds, but I wasn’t worried, they wouldn’t dare attack me, the amount of protection I had surrounding would be enough to keep them away, not to mention that they physically couldn’t...

The hospital
The cleaning lady was mopping the hallway when she heard something buzz. She followed the sound and knocked on a door. When no one answered she opened the door and found the guard dead. She screamed and dropped her mop.
Luke opened the door to the office of the security footage. Chief Barnes and Victor, the guy that was responsible for the security footage were sitting at a desk, looking at a computer.
“Bad news, chief. Our guard has been found dead, murdered” Luke said. Barnes looked at him for a few seconds, making Luke feel somewhat uncomfortable. “Eh…aren’t we supposed...