The Heroes' Paradox

54. Monster Movie

Dean fiddled with the radio and muttered, "The radio around here sucks."

Sam glanced at his brother. "Come on man."

"Jobs don't get much sweeter than this, you know? Dead vic with a gnawed-on neck, body drained of blood, and a witness who swears up and down that it was a vampire."

Madelyn shrugged before saying, "Hell of a case."

"No, I-I agree," Sam said. "It's a hell of a case."

Dean looked between them. "A little more gusto, please. From you both."

"It's just... The world is coming to an end. Things are a little complicated, you know?"

"Yeah, well, we can't save the world, not today anyway. But what we can do is chop off some vamps' heads. Come on, man, it's like the good old days, an honest-to-goodness monster hunt. It's about time the Winchesters got back to tackling. A straightforward, black-and-white case. Shame Daisy, Reagan and Noah ditched."

The three made their way past a sign that read OKTOBERFEST 2008. Sam and Dean adjusted their suits after exiting the Impala and Madelyn adjusted her dress after exiting the Impala.

She sighed. "I still can't believe you're making me wear this."

Dean met her eyes and sighed. "Madelyn, we need a woman on the inside."

She kissed his cheek, then walked inside and made her way to the bar. "Hi, I'm the new bartender."

Jamie looked at her. "Laurie Smith, right?"

Madelyn nodded. "Mhmm."

"Come on back, Laurie. Lucy and I'll help you get started."

Outside, Dean said, "We still got to see the new "Raiders" movie."

"Saw it," Sam replied.

"Without me?" Dean asked incredulously.

"You were in Hell."

"That's no excuse." Something caught his eye. "Big pretzel!" Sam smiled and shook his head.

Dean accepted two pretzels from the vendor and said, "Thank you." He handed Sam a pretzel.

"Thank you," Sam replied before both took a bite of their pretzels.

"Gutentag," Jamie and Madelyn greeted.

""Gutentag" yourselves," Dean said with a full mouth.

Sam chewed and hummed, "Mmm." He noticed an old man in a sheriff uniform. "Looks like that's our man. Sheriff Dietrich."

"Are you the boys from the fed?" Sheriff Dietrich questioned.

"Agents Angus and Young." The two showed their badges. "We called ahead about your, uh, problem."

"Right. Um... I''ll tell you what, why don't we talk this out away from the crowd, huh?"

INT. MORGUE

The door opened and a body was slid out and covered with a sheet.

Sheriff Dietrich drew back the sheet. "Marissa Wright, 26, just up from Lockhard for the 'fest. Terrible. Just terrible. It's the last thing this town needs at peak tourist season."