"Hey get this," Sam said as he walked in to the Men of Letter's study carrying his laptop.
"Sam we don't have any time for some hunt. We've got to find out what these blinking lights mean and find Cas," Dean said as he tossed yet another useless manual on the map covered table.
"You've already gone through all the manuals twice. You're gonna drive yourself mad if you keep going like this."
"Kevin, you find anything about falling angels?" Dean asked. Kevin was sitting on the other end of the table, nose stuck in his tablets and notes.
"Not yet."
"Fine. What do ya got Sammy?" Dean asked with a sigh.
"There have been a ton of disappearances reported in this small town in Virginia. But all the cases are under a week old and the files just look like they were dropped."
"What do you mean dropped?"
"Like they did nothing about it. They got the report, made a case file, and then nothing."
"I guess there's no harm in checking it out," Dean said, getting up and putting his jacket on.
"We'll see ya later Kevin," Sam said as he headed to the door, a little too excited to get out.
"I'll be here," Kevin shouted as they left.