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Supernatural

Later Dean

We reached Ohio and drove to where Cassie worked at some newspaper. Which I thought was pretty ironic.

"Dean what is it with you and writers man?" Sam asked.

"She reminded me of Joey." He said giving me a quick kiss.

"Yeah, yeah kiss up to me right before I meet your ex."

Sam and I laughed and Dean just put on that cute little scowl of his. We walked into the newspaper room to see Cassie fighting with some guy.

"Mayor Todd you can't just ignore all these murders."

"They aren't murders they lost control of their cars. Now I liked your dad and Clayton a lot they were good of friends of mine but there's nothing I can do." Then he walked away.

"Cassie." Dean said.

She turned around and stared at him for a moment then came over to us. I was looking at them back and forth to see if there was any sign of feelings between the two. There wasn't any that I saw…I hope.

"Dean. Hey how are you?"

"I'm okay this is my brother Sam and my girlfriend Joey." He said introducing us.

"Oh you're the one who made him drink his body weight." She said giving me a smile.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"So you want to explain to us what happened?"

"Yeah, sure but not here." She said looking around.

We drove to her house and she explained to us the whole situation. Her dad had visions of a big black truck coming after him on the road but it always vanished and she thinks this time it drove him off. But there were only one set of tire tracks that's why the cops weren't doing anything about it.

"Did your dad have enemies?"

"No, I don't think so. He's lived in this town all his life everyone liked him."

"Cassie?" Some women ran in the house and looked at us all strangely.

"Oh sorry, honey I didn't know you were going to be entertaining."

"Mom this is Dean a friend…from college, his brother, and his girlfriend."

"Nice to meet you I'm going to upstairs now. Goodbye." With that she pretty much ran upstairs.

"I think we should go now anyway and try to figure some of this out." Sam suggested.

"Yeah, he's right let's go, Joey."

"Okey dokey."

We left and rove to the nearest motel. We rented a room and set up all our stuff. Sam set up his laptop to start looking up things about the murders. I set up mine to right my latest article since I was behind on work and Dean kept trying to annoy us both.

"So did anyone else think the mother acted weird?" Dean asked.

"Yes." Sam and I answered.

"Okay, so do you think she had something to do with it?"

"Doubtful."

"Okay you two start talking to me!"

"Dean your acting like a five year old just chill out. I'll play with you later okay."

I said pinching his cheeks. Then his phone rang. He answered and had a very short conversation. He hung up and sat on Sam's bed.

"Another car went off the same road tonight. It was Clayton and Martin's friend, Jimmy Anderson. He was the editor of the newspaper."

"Black?" Sam asked.

"Yep."

"I'm sorry guys it just doesn't seem like its racist act it just doesn't seem right. There has to be more to it."

"Whatever you say Joey we're going to the sight tomorrow to check it out you in?"

"Of course, as long as I can get my damn article in tonight."

"Are you still going to be able to play?" Dean said cutely.

"Later Dean. I promise."