Short ending to this story in my series. I hope anyone who's been reading this has enjoyed it. Pretty sure I'm not having Jenna in the next one so that it can be more brother based, meaning more bickering and teamwork we're used to. Also thought I'd name this chapter after a song which I've been doing recently is any classic rock fans noticed.
Chapter 7: Takin' Care Of Business
The next day Sam awoke while Dean was already searching through the news online and the newspapers for a new job to work on. While he was surfing the net he looked to see if there had been any news on their ordeal the day before. So far he had found nothing. Usually the news was quite quick at getting new information on something, so there most likely wasn't going to be anything recently.
"I got a few jobs in mind already." Dean said waving some papers in his hand.
"We haven't even found out if she sorted it all out yet." Sam yawned as he rubbed his eyes.
"Well you could easily call her." The older brother grinned.
Sam just sighed and fell back on his bed. His brother had been bugging him for ages to try and get together with Jenna since they first met her. If he wanted to get with her he would do it on his own accord. Right now he just stared up at the ceiling of the room.
"Look Sammy, there's been no news and after being here for two months, I know that they're quick to hook on to something like that. So I'm pretty sure she got it sorted. Somehow anyway."
"Fine, whatever." Sam sighed.
The younger brother then got up to his feet and started heading for the door.
"Where're you going?" Dean called after him as he opened the door.
"For a walk." He breathed before closing the door behind him.
The sun had actually decided to shine over the country today, with the morning sun glistening over the dew drops on the grass. Opposite the hotel where the Winchesters were staying, was a fair sized park with a few trees and a gravel path running through the centre. There was still a chill in the air as the small breeze whipped through the trees. Sam slowly stumped his way through before he came to a bench. He collapsed on the seat before rubbing his hand through his hair. A few people were running through the area for a morning jog while others were just walking their dogs. Taking in deep breaths, he could smell the spring sent of fresh flowers in the fresh air. After a few moments someone came down and sat on the other end of the bench.
"Nice day, isn't it?" The female asked the young man.
"Yeah," he exhaled, "How do you keep finding us?" Sam said turning to the young native.
"I'm clever. Also I used to live near here actually, so it's not exactly new to me." Jenna grinned before looking at the wind whipping through the trees.
"You seem to know everywhere." Sam laughed.
"Well compared to the big U, S of A, there is less to remember. Haven't been to London in a while, but that's where it is best to go by train." She began rambling.
Sam smiled at how she would just go off topic and not care that he probably didn't understand what she was on about. Although Sam did know more about the United Kingdom than his brother, it wasn't their homeland so they were foreign to the history and society rules. Although in some ways they were quite similar to one another.
"You took care of the problem then?"
"It wasn't that difficult. The two weren't even in the system as existing. Then again, they can change form and everything so for the housing application they could've said they were anyone."
"You got friends in the police force or something?"
"As a matter of fact I have a relative in the police force. But no-one near here. I'm just so skilled. Forensic TV is a massive help." She laughed with a grin, thinking of how they were helpful to robbers and murderers.
"That's strangely a good point." Sam thought before a smile made its way onto his lips.
"Well I better get off now, other countries to go to," Jenna said as she rose to her feet, "And tell your brother to choose the disappearing children. The ones at the small villages along the old country roads." She clicked her fingers as she remembered.
Sam gave a puzzled look as she then turned back around and began to walk through the park. Alone, he relaxed back in his seating place, breathing in the cool scented air. Not too far away he could hear the engines of the cars hum as they whizzed down the roads. After a while of relaxing he got back to his feet and headed to the room they were renting out. The shadows enveloped the man as he walked back into the building.
"What took you so long?" Dean greeted his brother.
"Started talking to someone."
"By someone, do you mean Jenna?"
"Yeah," Sam carefully replied, until he saw a grin begin on his brother's face, "Just quit it Dean. I've had enough. I can get my own dates."
"Yeah but you don't."
Sam just glared at his brother before rolling his eyes. His brother went back to some papers he'd got hold of, with potential jobs on them. Before he could even talk he was interrupted by his little brother.
"I think we should do the one with the children disappearing."
"How did you know about that?"
"Lucky guess."
