Tiny softly swung her legs from the seat ever so, grabbing a few newspapers herself as she softly hummed. Her hands softly traced over the scripture on the grayed strange paper as she tilted her head with soft narrowed eyes. A nice black pen in hand as she traced over a few things, a highlighter laid discarded to the side. The laptop that was hidden within the messenger bag was opened to the side, taking accurate notes as Hannibal refused to give up the wonderful smelling notepad.

"Can I get you anything else?"

Stated a voice filled with the means of seduction to the side of her being. Tiny, who held soft rimmed glasses of black with veins softly raveling over the edges, looked up towards her in a glance from above the lenses. Softly her lips tightened, a little off on the manner of things as she stared at Dean who looked back with a dashing grin. She simply shook her head ever so slightly and looked down to her work again. Then pen that ever so seductively laid within the mid of his teeth as those white pearls softly grappled over the pen where a smile remained formed. Sam came over, a displeased look on his face as he sat besides the female who looked in concentration on her work.

"Just a check please." Sam responded as the blond smiled a Dean the moment the younger brother returned. "Okay." She stated. The blond had then walked off. Sam had turned to give a glance at the young female besides him, looking over her as the gentle giant he was. Her soft wide face looked up to him with a soft smile, those honey eyes glistening as she then turned back to her work. Sam smiled back towards her then turned to look at Dean with the look that remained of disapproval.

"You know, Sam, we are allowed to have fun once in a while."

Dean announced towards his younger brother. He had then pointed towards the waitress who had walked over to him. "That's fun." He stated as the woman disappeared once more from view. Sam held that expression strong still, without a single word slipping. Dean simply did the same, looking away and towards his papers again. "Here, take a look at this, I think I got one. Lake Manitoc, Wisconsin. Last week Sophie Carlton, 18, walks into the lake, doesn't walk out. Authorities dragged the water - nothing." Dean stated to Sam, further to Tiny as well as she looked towards them. "Sophie Carlton is the third Lake Manitoc drowning this year. None of the other bodies were found, either." Tiny finished as she placed the pen down and looked towards the boys she was in between.

"They had a funeral two days ago." Dean added to the concept. "A funeral?" Sam asked as he looked at his brother, the look never truly leaving his face. "Yeah, it's weird; they buried an empty coffin for closure or whatever." Dean emphasized. "It gives them a feeling like they didn't necessarily loose them, like they know just where they are instead of missing and well, gone I guess." Tiny added in once more.

"Closure? What closure? People don't just disappear, Dean. Other people just stop looking for them."

As he said that Tiny stopped for a moment, her eyes glazing over Sam as his face was of disbelief and mild irritation upon the matter, though it was noted as his eyes remained lingered on his brother faintly as a mere guess. Dean's posture straitened a bit as he looked at his brother. "Something you want to say to me." He asked Sam.

"The trail for Dad - it's getting colder every day." Sam told him as his eyes burned towards his brother, refusing to look at the female. "Exactly, so what are we supposed to do?" Dean asked him. "I don't know. Something. Anything." Sam told him, his voice getting more exasperated by the moment.

"You know what, I'm sick of this attitude." Dean emphasized to his brother. "You don't think I wan to find Dad as much as you do?" He demanded from Sam who in turn spoke out. "Yeah, I know you do-"

"I'm the one that's been with him every single day for the past two years while you've been off to college going to pep rallies. We will find Dad, but until then, we're gonna kill everything bad between here and there, okay?" Dean told him back with strength lingering in his voice as he looked towards his brother with narrowed eyes as Sam almost looked at him in defeat. There was simply that lingering silence.

Tiny remained silent, not wanting to disturb a matter that did not involve her whatsoever. Her eyes looked down towards the cup of lemonade presented to her over, swishing the contents around as Hannibal himself fell silent as he looked towards them with ears going down to the back of his neck (not that Hannibal had much of such ears to do that with anyways).

Dean had changed his posture one more time as he looked at the waitress that passed by again. Sam took a glance there to, turning his head at the same time to see the young female look down in an uncomfortable air that showed her own form of respectfulness to them. "All right, Lake Manitoc." Dean stated as he brushed the paper back.

"Hey."

"Huh?"

"How far?"

Author's Note

So I already had this written out as a much longer chapter and I found it. Yay! So chapter 16 is really like what? 2 hours before this one. Oh well, this is like a really quick update. I should be sleeping now but whatever. Here is this tiny snippet. But then we delve into the works next chapter so it's okay I guess. Please comment, it would be most appreciated.

Thank you for Reading! :3

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