family line, supernatural [ 1 ]

058. kid monsters

Sam and Natalie are sitting in a diner and Sam is on his laptop while on the phone.

"What do you mean you don't think it will work, Bobby? It's a demon dispelling ritual." Sam says. Dean knocks on the window next to them and waves a newspaper around. "Well, maybe we got the translation wrong. Look, we can't just let Dean fry in Hell while we--" He stops as Bobby starts talking. "Well, there's got to be something that w-- oh, uh, yeah, no, I-I gotta go. Uh... okay. Nevermind." Sam hangs up as Dean walks over.

"Hey. Who was that?" Dean asks.

"Uh, I was just ordering pizza." Sam says.

"Dude, you do realize that you're in a restaurant." Dean says.

"It-- it was for me. You know, period cravings and all." Natalie says.

"Okay, no more. I get it." Dean says, sitting next to her. "So, I think I got something."

"Yeah?" Sam asks.

"Cicero, Indiana. Falls on his own power saw." Dean says.

"And? What, that's it? One power saw?" Sam asks.

"Well... yeah." Dean says.

"And you think that this is a case?" Sam asks.

"Well, I don't know. Could be." Dean says.

"I don't know, Dean. I-I--"

"All right, there's something better... better in Cicero than just a case."

"And that is?"

"Lisa Braeden."

"Should I even ask?"

"No. No, we really shouldn't." Natalie says.

"Remember that road trip I took, uh... gosh, about eight years ago now? I had Natty. You were in Orlando with dad wrapping up that banshee thing." Dean says.

"Yeah. Yeah, the five states, five day--"

"Yeah." Dean laughs. "Well, kind of. Although I spent most of my time in Lisa Braeden's loft."

"And I spent most of my time in the motel, living on limitless junk food and isolation. It was actually very peaceful." Natalie says.

"So let me get this straight. You want-- you want to drive all the way to Cicero just to hook up with some random chick?" Dean asks.

"She was a yoga teacher. It was the bendiest weekend of my life. Come on. Have a heart, huh? It's my dying wish." Dean says.

"Yeah, well, how many dying wishes are you gonna get?" Sam asks.

"As many as I can squeeze out." Dean says making Natalie roll her eyes. "Come on. Smile, Sam! God knows I'm gonna be smiling after 24 hours with Gumby girl." He chuckles. "Gumby girl." He frowns. "Does that make me Pokey?"

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Sam and Larissa are sitting across from each other in a diner and Sam is on his laptop while Larissa is reading the newspaper about the guy's death.

"Hello, Sam." They turn to see a blonde woman. "Natalie."

"You've been following me since Lincoln." Sam says.

"What?" Natalie asks.

"You mind?" The blonde asks, motioning for Natalie to scoot over. "Move."

"Fuck no, bitch." Natalie denies. The blonde rolls her eyes, grabbing a nearby chair and putting it at the end of the table and sitting down.

"Not much gets by you, huh?" Ruby remarks, shutting Sam's laptop. She takes one of his fries. "Mm. These are amazing. It's like deep fried crack. Try some."