Summary: Sam and Dean investigate mysterious deaths at the Museum of Natural History in NYC! Can they stop whatever is doing this before it gets to them?

Note: I do not own these characters or anything about them. I only possess the words on this page. Thank Eric Kripke for the boy's existence.

Chapter 1

Sam and Dean leave the impala with a friend in Brooklyn. They were about to get on the subway to head into NYC. Sam found a possible case….inside the Natural History Museum.

"Sam, I really don't like leaving her alone…or riding the subway for that matter. We have a perfectly good car here. What the hell man!"

Sam just looks at him with a smirk that clearly states an, "are you kidding me" attitude. "Dean, the reason we are leaving it here is because a) there is never any parking on the streets, b) you would have to pay to put it in a garage and c) I could never see you paying someone to park your beloved car."

"Why Sam, you're making me blush. You know me so well."

Dean chuckles a little to himself because he knows that Sam is absolutely right. Sam is barely allowed to drive so there is no way in hell he would let a stranger park it in a garage for some odd hours.

"Dean the car is going to be fine. It is parked safely at Jimmy's house. It will still be there when we get back…I think."

Dean's eyes widened as big as they could. His head whipped towards Sam so fast, it just might have snapped off.

"Wait! You think! What the hell man?"

"Just chill out dude, I was kidding. Let's get a move on."

The boys hopped onto the nearest B train subway stop that would take them to the Museum of Natural History on 81st Street and Central Park West. It took them about an hour to get there.

"Sam, we are walking back to the car later. The subway is horrible!"

"Stop your whining Dean, at least we got here. Plus, the car is all the way back in Brooklyn. You are more than welcome to walk back to the next borough and I will meet you there. Look, there is the museum. Now let's go get some information about this case. Then we can grab some food."

"Burgers. You owe me. Big time."

Sam rolled his eyes. "You are going to weigh like 400 pounds one of these days with the amount of bugers you eat in a day!"

"Never! I have such a high metabolism! You can get one of your girly salads if it makes you feel better Samantha!"

Sam hated when he called him that. He gave in to Dean's whining.

"Fine, burgers, whatever you want."

Dean's immediately changed his tune after winning the lunch debate. He was proud of himself.

"Alright, so tell me about this case."

Sam dug in his suit jacket pocket for the newspaper clipping he had with the victim's obituary.

"Uhh….Natural History Museum…security guard died of a heart attack near the sea life exhibit after he swears he saw the giant whale moving. That was 2 months ago. The most recent one was a young child, David Gundersen 12 years old, and claims that he saw the dinosaur bones moving in their cases. He swears up and down that the T-Rex growled at him and tried to come after him."

Dean looked at Sam, rolled his eyes and was ready to plead insanity for these people. He's seen some freaky stuff happen in his life, but this is just plain odd.

"Well, I guess we could go in now, scope the place out and see if the EMF picks anything up. If it reads anything, we'll talk to the kid and get his statement. Otherwise, we are calling it quits on this one."

Sam jumps to respond to his brother.

"Dean, have you never been to New York City? Home of the homeland security freaks. Everywhere you go there are metal detectors. We need to be extra careful about how we do this. Some our equipment will set that stuff off in a second. We can't go in there half cocked."

"You're right Sam. Let's get a move on. The sooner we do this, the sooner I can eat. Where does the kid live?"

"He lives in 155 Riverside Drive, Apartment 9C with his mom. It's in the Upper West side."

"Perfect. More subway rides. Just awesome…" Dean sighed and gave in knowing he had a job to do.

"Come on Dean. We should speak with the museum curator before the boy. Then we can figure out our next move.

TBC