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Previously on Supernatural- Officer Pulliam stared at the photo and groaned. This case had just gotten more complicated.
Sammy, Nolan, and Christian peered around the room. They were in the backroom of some type of store. Shelving units lined the walls filled with boxes and bottles of all shapes and sizes. Crates covered the floor along the far wall. Making their way over to the side shelves, the boys found a hiding spot between several huge boxes. Plopping down the boys groaned. They were tired from running and hiding. Just as they settled into their new hideout, a loud growling noise got their attention. "I'm hungry" Christian whined holding his still rumbling tummy. "Do you guys have anything to eat?"
Sammy and Nolan both shook their heads as their stomachs joined in the grumbling. Sammy glanced around the room searching for anything that even remotely looked edible before standing. "I'm gonna go into the front of the store and find something to eat. You guys stay here. If you hear or see anything, whistle." Sammy instructed as he headed for the storeroom door. Reaching the door, he looked back at his friends and then disappeared through the door.
John and Dean carefully climbed the stairs of the old warehouse hoping to find some sign of the missing boys. So far their search had yielded nothing but they weren't giving up yet. The boys were somewhere on this street, and the older Winchesters were determined to find them. Reaching the top of the stairs, they started down a long hallway stopping at the first door on the right. The door swung open, and John found himself face to face with a very nervous young man. The man eyed the Winchesters curiously. "What do you think you're doing here?" he demanded.
Seeing his father hesitate, Dean quickly spoke up. "Sorry mister. My cat ran off, and I thought I saw it run in here." he lied. "Did you see it?"
The man stared down at Dean suspiciously for a moment before turning his gaze to John. "I haven't seen any cat. Now get out of here before I call the cops." he sneered.
"No need to do that. We're leaving. Sorry for bothering you." John apologized as he and Dean headed back to the staircase.
The man watched the two go down the stairs and out the door before snatching his phone. Scrolling down to the right name, he hit send and waited for an answer. "Yeah, it's me. We've got a problem. The dads are here looking for the kids. Meet me at base. We need a new plan." he whispered into the phone.
John and Dean walked outside and quickly stepped over to the side of the building where they stood waiting. Motioning for Dean to be quiet, John leaned over and whispered, "We're gonna wait and follow that dude. I think he's got something to do with the boys going missing. I want you to stay quiet and follow my lead."
Sammy was in heaven! In front of him was row upon row of shelves bursting with every kind of junk food imaginable. Staring around he didn't know what to grab first. He snatched a basket from a pile next to the door and dashed around the store throwing chips, candy bars, doughnuts, and sodas into it. Deciding to save the ice cream for later, Sammy took his now full basket and headed back to his friends for a junk food feast.
John and Dean observed the man exit the building and race quickly down the street. Following at a discreet distance they copied his movements as they stayed out of his line of sight. They watched as he met up with two other men at an apartment building on the other side of the street. The three men had a very heated argument and then trudged into the building. John and Dean waited several minutes then crossed the street and walked into the building.
Sammy, Nolan, and Christian sat back against the shelving unit. After eating their fill of assorted junk, they were too stuffed to move. Satisfied the little boys were just getting comfortable when they heard the bell on the front door ring. Hearing footsteps, the boys scrambled to hide their loot and themselves before they were caught. They pushed the basket behind some boxes and then crawled under one of the shelving units. Hearts beating furiously they listened as the footsteps grew louder. The door to the room creaked open and someone entered the room. The boys threw their hands over their mouths to keep from screaming and giving themselves away. They could only watch as a pair of booted feet walked right in front of their hiding spot. They heard the person walking around the room moving boxes and crates. After several tense minutes, the door finally opened again followed by the ring of the front bell. The boys breathed a sigh of relief. They were safe once again.
Bobby shuffled out of the convenience store. He could have sworn he'd heard someone in the storeroom. In fact it had sounded like several people were in the back. But he'd examined every inch of that room and found nothing besides some discarded chip and candy wrappers. Disappointed he was heading for the next building on his list when his phone vibrated. Hopeful that John had found the boys, Bobby quickly answered the phone. "Did you find them? Oh. Okay, I'm on my way. Don't do anything stupid till I get there. I mean it, Johnny! Wait for me." Snapping the phone shut, Bobby sprinted down the sidewalk to help his family.
Officer Pulliam was definitely having one of those days. First they had no leads on the kidnapped boys, and then a woman came insisting that the Winchester kid was her son who had been kidnapped from her, and now the fathers of the missing boys couldn't be found. He'd sent for John Winchester as soon as he reached the station but his officers had come back stating that no one was home. Thinking maybe the fathers were together, he'd had cars go to the other houses as well. But it appeared they had all disappeared. Now he had two missing persons' cases going no where fast and an irate woman who was yelling for them to get off their butts and go find her son. Some days it just didn't pay to get out of bed.
Sammy, Nolan, and Christian tiptoed over to the hole in the wall. Afraid that the kidnappers would come back and find them, the boys had decided they needed to find another place to hide. After leaving Dean a clue and stuffing their pockets with supplies, the boys started out. Sammy slowly crawled through the hole in the wall. As he cleared the hole, he was snatched up by his shirt collar! Looking up, Sammy was shocked as he stared into a familiar face.