"Found something," AJ yells suddenly, causing Kaylee to fall of the bed in surprise. Dean peeks his head out of the bathroom and Sam closes his laptop, picking up his father's journal and walking over to the elder sister.
"Seems like a Atshen. Men going missing, bones left in their place." Sam raises an eyebrow and flips through his journal. "I've never heard of that. Dad never wrote anythi-" Sam gets a finger to his face. "It's Native American lore. Only in the Southwest. You've never heard of it, probably."
Dean walks over to AJ computer and takes a look at her screen. Kaylee pulls a leather bound sketchbook out of her book bag, flipping through the pages till she finds the one she needs. "We've dealt with these before. They don't seem to like women so it's pretty easy not to get eaten. It's a pain in the ass to get rid of, though. It doesn't die, there's only one. We could use you guys as bait." Kaylee laughs. Sam punches Kaylee in the shoulder, only to get one back, twice as hard, causing him to stumble.
"So what is this.. Atshen-thing?" Dean frowns, making his way towards the couch in the corner of the motel room. AJ shrugs. "An Intuit cannibal spirit. Lots of fun to hunt down. They don't cover their tracks very well. But it doesn't show up very often, either." Dean looks over at Kaylee. "You've hunted this thing before? You said it doesn't show up very often. How old are you girls, exactly?" Kaylee grins. "I'm 29 and my sister over here is 32. Been doing this thing since junior high." Sam crosses his arms and shrugs. "You guys seem older." AJ laughs. "Yeah, we tend to get that a lot."
Sam rolls his eyes and crosses his knees over one another. "Back to the case at hand." He looks over at his brother. "We'll come along too." AJ laughs and Kaylee smothers her own. "You know how to wield magic?"
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"What. Is. That." Dean says, pointing at the old, yellow truck across the lot. AJ laughs and slaps her thigh. "That's Derek. Had him since I was in high school. He's a charmer."
Kaylee and Sam walk out of the motel, carrying AJ's research doo-hickeys. Sam looks between Dean and the truck and chuckles, seeing the predicament his brother is in. Kaylee walks up to her sister and pokes her with her elbow. "Where you want your stuff?" AJ rubs her ribs where Kaylee jabbed her. "Um…. we need a new spot. They found everything last time Derek got towed. Floorboards? It's kinda compact but I bet the Winchesters have space for everything else." Abbi puts her hand to her chin and looks at the guys. "Well do ya?" Sam sputters and gestures to the Impala. "Yeah I guess." He looks at his brother. "That okay?" Dean sighs and takes the things from Kaylee's arms. "Yeah we got plenty of space."