AN: Hello other Supernatural Fanfiction Readers! Here is Chapter 3 of It's Called Karma. I hope you're all still enjoying this. So without further comment, on with the chapter! Or at least the disclaimer first.
Disclaimer: Son of a Bitch! As my favorite character Dean says and know I quote him because I don't own Supernatural, but I'm glad someone else does, because I don't think I could have thought of it! Go Kripke!
Chapter 3
The Winchesters felt they were back at square one. Well, not completely back at square one. Dean had an idea that Sam wasn't too fond.
"You're crazy!" Sam yelled at his older brother.
"You've got a better idea on how to drag it out?" Dean asked the younger. He had suggested one of them pull a dirty trick to see if they could lure the, whatever it was out. Of course, Dean suggested that it would be him that said he'd do it.
"And what if it tries to kill you?"
"Then you kill it," Dean resorted. It was simple; why couldn't Sam understand that?
"Dean…let's try something else before we go that far," Sam said.
"What Sam?" Dean asked. Sam better have a good idea.
"Well obviously whatever this is has so be around to see the act which brings on karma…" Sam started before Dean cut him off.
"What are you saying?" Dean asked. He was getting fed up with Sam and his beating around the bush.
"That whoever it is much have been inside that diner," Sam concluded. He smiled at his discovery as he noticed Dean grin because he agreed with him. It was time to go lie to the police to get a list of everyone who was at the diner.
They told the police they believed a suspect for a current case was in town. They heard rumors about him hanging around the diner, but with all the commotion he might have escaped. It was most likely he was sticking around thinking the feds would leave thinking he bailed after they revealed themselves that day. They claimed it was staying one step ahead. They got the list and there was about thirty-five names.
"Okay genius, how are supposed to get through all these names? Walk up to them and check them out to see if they a dead foot or react to Christo?" Dean asked.
Sam had to admit that Dean had a point. It would take the duo days to talk to all these people or even to get to know if they were evil. It was all about analyzing them. Sure he could do it with some if his training, but he didn't know the people unless he lived here for years.
"Do you still have that number?" Sam asked.
"Who's? The lawyer chick? Yeah, why?" Dean asked.
"I think it is time to call in that favor," Sam revealed.
Dean knew what Sam had figured out. She would know the people here better than they would and knew how to keep her mouth shut. Also she analyze them plus all she would know is they were FBI agents working on a case.
"Hello?" the girl answered the phone at a desk.
"Hi, this the FBI Agent Ross, we met the other day. This is Astraea Beckett, correct?" Dean introduced himself before asking about her identity.
"Oh hello Agent Ross and yes this is. What can I do for you?" the woman identify as Astraea Beckett asked.
"My partner, Agent Tristan, and I are working on a case here and need assistance. How well do you know the people here?" Dean asked.
"Pretty well I would say since I'm kind of the only attorney here," she answered. "Did you and your partner want to meet somewhere and discuss it? We can meet at my office or where you're located."
"Your office is fine," Dean answered as then he wrote the address to Astraea's office. They then agreed to meet in an hour before hanging up.
Astraea's office was across town. They drove over and met the girl from the diner. Both boys had to admit that she seemed okay for someone who had a gun to their head not long ago. Also she jumped right back into her work. At least Dean admired that, but Sam thought she was covering up her fear.
The place was clean and neat. Sam thought this would be something like his own office if he had ever gotten to it. The bookshelves were lined with books and cases sat on the table.
"You're busy," Dean muttered.
"Well as said, only attorney here," Astraea answered. Dean didn't think she could hear him. "I have good hearing. A reason why people hire me. You said you need help?"
"Yes," Sam started, "We're investigating a killer and we think he lives in this town. He goes to that diner to scope out his next victim. We think he was there yesterday, but we don't the people to pin point one and we don't have time to talk to everyone."
"I see. I'll do what I can. So it has to be someone who recently came to town…well the person I think you're looking for isn't on your list," Astraea informed the brothers.
"What?" Dean asked surprised.
"Yes, Joseph Warren. He moved here about a month ago and doesn't hang around anyone. However, he did come to see about a week after he arrived wanting to get to know me in case he needed me," Astraea explained. "Must have got out the back way when the commotion started."
"You know this how?" Dean asked.
"He made meeting with me that morning and I suggested somewhere to grab lunch. I will tell you I didn't want to meet him alone." Just by the look on her face told them she was serious about this guy. She then looked up his address in her files and wrote it down for them. She also showed them the directions in which to get there.
"I have a question off topic," Sam said before leaving. She nodded for him to continue, "Did this weird karma occur after he got here?"
They looked at her face to see it drop. It looked like she was almost scared to say anything about it as if she'd be punished for it. The boys stared at her and she understood they wouldn't leave until she answered them.
"It got worse."
It was dead silent afterward before Astraea told them to go.
AN: And we have chapter 3! I figured if I break it up I can update more plus this gives you readers something while I get my thoughts together on how to proceed. Please Review and knowing me I'll update this week or early next. Again Please Review! I love hearing your thoughts and everything!
