sparks fly, sam winchester [ 2 ]

075. training wheels

"So..." Sam chuckles, "what's with this job?"

"Dude suffers a head-on collision in a parked car? I'd say that's worth checking out." Dean says.

"Yeah, definitely, uh, but, uh, we got bigger problems, don't you think?" Sam asks.

"I'm sure the apocalypse'll still be there when we get back." Dean says.

"Right, yeah, but I mean, if-- if the colt is really out there somewhere--"

"Hey, we've been looking for three weeks, we got bupkis."

"Okay. But Dean... I mean, if we're gonna... ice the devil--"

"This is what we're doing! Okay? End of discussion." Dean finalizes and Sam looks away. "It's just that this is our first real case, back at it together. You know, I-I think we oughta ease into it, put the training wheels back on."

"So you think I need training wheels?" Sam asks.

"No, "we." We need training wheels, us. As a team. Okay?" Dean says.

"Okay." Sam nods.

"Man, I really want this to be a fresh start, okay? For all of us." Dean says.

"You're doing a terrible job at it." Miranda says.

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Sam calls Dean and puts it on speaker phone.

"Yo." Dean answers.

"Hey. Took me a while, but I traced all the car's previous owners." Sam says.

"Any of 'em die bloody?" Dean asks.

"Nope. In fact--" They hear somebody break in pool. "Dean, are you in a bar?"

"No, I-I'm-- I'm in a restaurant." Dean says.

"Here's your beer." They hear a woman say.

"Thanks." Dean tells her. Miranda scoffs and rolls her eyes. "That happens to have a bar."

"Randi and I have been working our asses off here." Sam says.

"Hey, world's smallest violin, pal. I spent the afternoon up Christine's skirt. I needed a drink." Dean says.

"Actually, you didn't." Sam says.

"Meaning?" Dean asks.

"The car's first owner was a cardiologist in Philadelphia. Drove it till he died in 1972." Sam informs.

"So you're saying?" Dean asks.

"That Porsche is not, nor has it ever been, James Dean's car. It's a fake Little Bastard." Sam says.

"Well, then what was it that killed the guy?" Dean asks.

"Good question." Sam says.

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They're at the motel and are researching.

"Whoa." Dean mutters.

"What?" Sam asks.

Dean turns the laptop around so the other two can see it.

"It's a freeze frame from Jim Grossman's video." Dean informs. "Am I crazy, or does that look like James Dean?"

"That looks like James Dean." Sam states.

"So we got Abraham Lincoln and James Dean? Famous ghosts?" Dean asks.

"Maybe." Sam mumbles.

"Well, that's just silly." Dean says.

"No, actually, uh, there is a ton of lore on famous ghosts. More than the, you know, not so famous kinds. I'm actually surprised we haven't run into one before." Sam says.