𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 > 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 {𝟏}

𝐗𝐈𝐕

Somewhere the outside of the bar, Dean was making money, having the time of his life. The duo was outside, sitting on the hood of the car. Sam and Karina were reading quietly together, not saying a word.

Sam was reading an article he found in the newspaper. Maybe a case for all of them. While Karina was reading Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. Sam glanced at Karina who was quietly reading while the noise chattered in the bar, and motorcycles revving away. She flipped another page and took a big sigh.

"You know... it's creepy staring at the person who is reading."

Sam softly chuckled and closed the newspaper. He turned his eyes on Karina and cleared his throat. Karina lifted her eyebrows as she slowly glanced at his softened eyes. More like puppy eyes.

Karina squinted her eyes at him in concern as he's looking at her. She pressed her lips together and raised her eyebrows for more. Sam copied her movements. She gave him a stink eye, and he widened his eyes, without blinking. They're doing a staredown contest. More like 45 seconds.

Karina began quoting from the book, "'Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change."

Sam softly smiled, "Your favorite?"

"Nope. It's just my quote of the day due to your weirdness."

Sam shook his head and began to announce the news to her. "I think I found the case..."

"Frankenstein's killing?"

"More like it... Creutzfeldt-Jakob."

"Yikes... but how is this our problem, Sam?"

Sam began to explain until Dean came out of the car, smiling and laughing. He was holding up, waving the cash in his hand in the air. Sam rolled his eyes, and looked at Dean, "You know, we could get day jobs once in a while."

Dean was counting down cash as he commented, "Hunting's our day job. And the pay is crap."

Karina smirked, "Hustling pool? Credit card scams? Pretty low for you, Dean Winchester. Not a really honest thing in the world."

"Well, let's see, honest, fun, and easy. It's no contest." He looked at both of them as he weighed each in his hand.

Sam and Karina looked at each other and smiled. Shaking their heads, Dean continued. "Besides, we're good at it. It's what we were raised to do."

Sam pointed out, "Yeah, well, how we were raised was jacked."

"Yeah, says you. We got a new gig or what?"

Sam got up from the hood and began walking toward Dean. Holding the newspaper still. Karina was starting to get up also, standing between the boys. "Maybe. Oasis Plains, Oklahoma-not far from here. A gas company employee, Dustin Burwash, supposedly died from Creutzfeld-Jakob."

Dean didn't understand the word as he looked up at Sam, "Huh?"

Karina explained, "Human mad cow disease."

"Mad cow? Wasn't that on Oprah?"

Karina's eyes widened, chuckled as she asked him, "I'm sorry, you watch Oprah?"

Dean hesitated, struggling with his words. He changed the topic, "So this guy eats a bad burger. Why is it our kind of thing?"

Karina kept staring at Dean for a while, shaking her head. She looked at Sam explaining what he read. "Mad cow disease causes massive brain degeneration. It takes months, even years for the damage to appear. But this guy Dustin sounds like his brain disintegrated in about an hour, maybe less."