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Belongs to the WB. Takes place directly after "Scarecrow". Anything you don't recognize is mine.

A few minutes later, Sam and Dean were at a hotel and searching the newspapers for the place Sam had seen in his dreams.

"Are you sure about the place's name, Sammy?" Dean asked after a while.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Sam responded. "And I don't know how many times I've got to tell you it's Sam," he corrected. Dean just rolled his eyes and returned to the search. Then, he let out a frustrated groan.

"There's nothing here," he stated.

"I'm tellin' you, the place is called Streetland's Home for Orphans," Sam insisted.

"And I'm tellin' you, there's nothing here," Dean shot back. Sam looked at their newspapers and frowned. Why couldn't they find anything? Then, it dawned on him.

"Wait a minute. We were just checkin' the local area. But what if it's somewhere else?" he asked. Without waiting for a reply, he grabbed the laptop and booted it up. Then, he went on-line and typed in the name of the orphanage.

"What've you got?" Dean queried.

"It's an orphanage in Evansville, Kentucky and a bunch of kids have run away," Sam replied. Not that I can blame them. It looks more like a prison than an orphanage, he thought to himself, staring at a picture of the place.

"Yeah, so?" Dean questioned, frowning. What was Sammy getting at?

"So...some of them haven't been heard from again," Sam responded. The brothers looked at each other. Kids running away? Not being heard from again? It sounded like their kind of gig.

"It looks like we're going to Kentucky," Dean stated. With that, they packed up their things, paid the manager, and walked to the Impala. They got into the vehicle, where Dean started the engine and they headed for Kentucky.