sparks fly, sam winchester [ 2 ]

052. christmas

Sam and Miranda walk out of the house and onto the porch where Dean is talking to the wife.

"Thanks for letting us have a look around, Mrs. Walsh." Sam says. "I think we, uh, got just about everything we need. We're all set."

"We'll be in touch." Dean tells her. The three walk off the porch, heading to the car.

"Agents." Mrs. Walsh calls. "T-the police said my husband might have been kidnapped."

"Could be." Dean says.

"Well, then why haven't the kidnappers called or-- or demanded a ransom? It's three days till Christmas. What am I supposed to tell our daughter?" Mrs. Walsh questions.

"We're very sorry." Sam tells her and the three walk away.

"Find anything?" Dean asks as they make their way back to the car.

"Stockings, mistletoe... this." Sam hands something to Dean.

"A tooth? Where was this?" Dean asks.

"In the chimney." Miranda says.

"Chimney? No way a man fits up a chimney. It's too narrow." Dean says.

"No way he fits up in one piece." Sam says.

"All right, so, if dad went up the chimney--"

"We need to find out what dragged him up there."

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Sam and Miranda are in the motel and researching. Miranda quietly whines, throwing her head back out of frustration.

"You okay?" Sam frowns.

"Yeah, I'm fine... ish." She grumbles.

""Ish?"" Sam questions.

"She just won't stop kicking." Miranda says. "I swear, it's like she's trying to break out or something." Sam chuckles.

Sam reaches out and slips his hand under her shirt, resting his hand on Miranda's stomach, rubbing back and forth. He continues to do so while he resumes reading.

Five minutes go by before Miranda realizes that the baby hasn't kicked again.

"Holy, shit." Miranda mutters.

"What?" Sam immediately looks over, trying to find anything wrong.

"She stopped." Miranda says. "She hasn't kicked since you put your hand there. What the fuck?"

"I-- I don't know." Sam shrugs. "Guess she just needed some comfort or something." He says.

Before Miranda can say anything, the door opens and Dean walks in.

"So, was I right? Is it the serial killing chimney sweep?" Dean asks.

"Yep. It's, uh, it's actually Dick Van Dyke." Sam comments making Miranda quietly laugh.

"Who?" Dean asks.

"Mary Poppins." Sam says.

"Who's that?" Dean asks.

"Never mind." Sam scoffs.

"Well, it turns out that Walsh is the second guy in town to be grabbed out of his house this month." Dean says.

"Oh, yeah?" Sam asks.

"Yeah." Dean nods.

"The other guy get dragged up the chimney too?" Sam asks.

"Don't know. Witnesses said they heard a thump on the roof." Dean says. "So, what the hell do you think we're dealing with?"

"Actually, we have an idea." Sam says.