DEANS POV
"So what do we got?" I say getting out of the car. "Most likely? Witch, demon, both?" Sam replied while running his hand through his hair and getting out of the car. A local noticed us and started walking up to us, "You're the Feds that called right? Just in time, we got another just cross town, when your done here go to this address." He finished it up with giving me a piece of paper and walking off.
Same looks at me and chuckles, "Locals seem nice huh," I smirk and we walk inside and recoil at the sight. The man, or woman, it's hard to tell at this point, it's charred to hell and back, it looks like there was a fire ball the size of a car fell on this person. Sam lent down and motions me to join him and points at something, sulfur all in his eyes, pounds of it. "Still think witch/demon?" I say looking at Sammy, sighing he responds "I don't know at this point Dean."
"Demons, Witches, that's some weird FBI lingo boys." We both do a 360 and hold up out guns at a girl, a beautiful girl, she had golden hair that seemed to radiate sunlight with black edges, she was around 5'4" and had a rocking body. She had a police uniform and a smirk on her face, "So, care to explain yourself? You two look pretty suspicious." "We are FBI lady, we know what we are doing." Sam said looking smug and she walked up to him at stared at him he has a good foot on her but I saw him flinch a little. "Listen bukko, I've seen a lot of Hunters playing FBI in my time here, they all walk in and think their little badges mean they can boss me around. Do you think you can boss me around!" Sam flinches and stutters "N-no no ma'am." "That's good, the last thing I need is some Hunter ruining what I have here." She walks out before I can say anything and I look at Sam, "Have what here?" Sam shrugs but holds up a Hex Bag, "This wasn't on the body or in my hand, and... she reeks of sulfur."