This is another one I wrote before the finale. If you decide to read it I hope you like it.
The Headless Horseman of Monroe County
The Winchester brothers sat at a dirty counter of an old diner drinking coffee and eating breakfast. Dean checked out the waitress while Sam looked at the newspaper.
"Hmmm." Sam said as he folded the paper in half and began reading a column.
"What?" Dean asked as he tore his eyes off the waitress's backside.
"Nothing."
"Well you must have found something interesting because your eyes are glued to the paper."
"Just a little story."
"About what?"
"It's nothing Dean."
"Damn it Sam!" Dean grabbed the paper away from his brother. It had been two weeks since they had been on a hunt and he was getting restless. Dean held the paper up in front of him. "A headless horseman?"
"I told you it was nothing, just a little story to fill space on the paper."
Dean read the article then looked over at Sam and smiled.
"I say we check it out."
"Dean, Bradford is a college town."
"So?"
"So it's probably just a bunch of college kids having fun."
"But what if it isn't?"
"Dean have you looked at the calendar lately? It's October….Halloween. It's just a prank."
"But it's right down the road. Why don't we just check it out?"
"You really are going stir crazy aren't you?" Dean looked at Sam, his eyes pleading with him to say yes. "Oh okay." Sam gave in. "But I'm telling you it's just a prank."
Bradford, Monroe County
They checked into a motel then called the paper saying they were writing a book on urban legends and wanted to talk to the reporter who wrote the article. They were connected to him and made arrangements to meet him at a local diner.
Later
They walked into the diner and the reporter was already sitting at a table waiting for them. He stood up when they walked over to his table.
"Hi I'm Don Henshaw."
Dean stuck out his hand and shook Henshaw's.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Dean Matthews and this is Sam McGrath. We're collaborating on a book on urban legends and we happen to see your article. Thank you for taking the time to talk to us."
They all sat down at the table and ordered a light lunch.
"How can I help you?"
"Just tell us what you know about the Horseman."
"Well…." He thought for a few seconds. "There's really not that much to tell. The Horseman has been seen by about six people so far. He's dressed in black and rides a black horse. They said he came galloping out of the woods at night and rode across the road in front of them then disappeared into the woods on the other side or off into a nearby corn field….and they said he carries his head in his hand."
"Has anyone been hurt by him?" Sam asked.
"Not that I know of."
"Who actually saw him?"
"I have a list right here." The reporter reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out the list which he handed to Dean.
"May I keep this?"
"Sure…I talked to all of them before I wrote the article and I'm sure they won't mind me giving you their names. None of them seemed to be the type to make something like this up."
"Oh I don't doubt that they actually saw something." Sam said glancing at Dean.
"My partner seems to think it's a bunch of college kids having fun." Dean explained
"That's what most people in town think. Except…." The reporter hesitated.
"Except what?" Dean asked.
"Except in the last two cases…That night we were having a really bad storm and the Horseman road off into a muddy cornfield …The thing is…he didn't leave any tracks."
TBC