Sam went off and began packing his bags a few minutes later. Dean sat on his bed, thinking of where they could start. Bobby had decided to stay back for this one since he needed rest. It was hard to push the wheel chair for many hours at a time, chasing their jobs.
"This sucks. We don t even know what state or city she lives in, just her damn name."
"Maybe we could use magic to find her?" suggested Sam.
Dean looked up at him. "Why the hell didn t I think of that?" he said with a smile on his face. "Good thinkin', Sammy."
Bobby sat in the wheel chair in his kitchen, drinking his coffee. It was weird to hear the brothers bicker about what to do again. They hadn t been all together like this for a long time, staying at his house and all. If they found this girl, they d more then likely have a new team member.
After packing, Sam sat at his laptop, looking up magic spells for locating any kind of being, even Humans. He scrolled down, finding a spell that would work. A smile crossed his lips and he began to write the incantation down just as Dean walked into the room.
"Forget that. Cas found her," said Dean, out of breath a little.
Sam looked up. "That was fast. I thought he couldn't locate anyone since he didn't have powers anymore?"
"I guess he got help from some else," replied Dean.
"Where is she?" inquires Sam.
"Madison, Wisconsin."
"Midwest, huh?"
"Yup," says Dean.
Dean and Sam drove for about three days or so, finally arriving in Madison. Castiel said that she went to the high school.
Damn, she's under age, thought Dean.
Sam gave Dean a look as to what his expression was about. He sighed and shook his head. Whatever chance his brother got, he always went for the kill . At least he didn't go for underage girls. This girl was at least 17, according to their fellow angel, and in 12th grade.
"Dean, don't you ever stop looking for girls?"
"Dude, that'd be like never wanting to watch porno again."
Sam gave him a look once more.
The two walked down the sidewalk, heading towards the high school. As soon as they got to the front entrance, the school bell rang. Students piled out like crazy. It must be the weekend or an early release day, thought Sam. He looked around and some of the kids gave them looks, as to like 'Who are you?' , 'Not locals' looks like that.
"Did Castiel tell you what she looks like?" asks Sam.
"Yeah. 5'4'' , brown hair, brown eyes, tanned skin, clothing style is 'artsy' ," Dean blinked, wondering how Cas got all of those details about her.
"Dean, is that her with the curly brown hair?" Sam pointed to a girl that was talking with a group of her friends.
The brothers looked at each other and they walked over to her.
"Isabella Smith?" Dean hoped it was her. He was tired of searching around for this person.
She turned around, facing the two. "Yeah? Who wants to know?"
