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The road seemed to go on for an eternity as Sam and Dean rode in the Impala, blasting Metallic. Looking away from the window and lacking scenery, Sam riffled through some papers on his lap, reading over them again as he had been for the last three days they have been making there way to Virginia. Beside him Dean was drumming to the beat of the music on the steering wheel, relaxed and relatively entertained by what he was doing. Though it was not entertaining for Sam, actually it was more along the lines of getting really annoying. Leaning forward he flicked the music off, causing Dean to stop drum and turn his head slowly to look at Sam.
"Dude watch the road!" Sam said, pointing at the windshield in case Dean, for some reason, did not know what he meant. Dean just continued to look at Sam. "Dude!"
"Why would you do that?" Dean questioned, causing Sam to groan and roll his eyes.
"Dean, it is just music" He began, only to have his brother cut him off by raising his hand to silence Sam and looking back at the road.
"You really do not know me bro" he stated, prompting Sam to roll his eyes again and go back to the papers. Information about the girls were the main contents, others were the past disappearances. Rubbing his forehead, Sam pulled out one of the papers and read over it before putting it down and picking up another.
"Dude you know, the chances of you being right about this is slim to none" Dean reminded Sam who stayed quiet, still reading. "Sam?"
"How far away are we from the road that I circled?" Sam asked as dean shrugged.
"Uh, maybe a few more minutes" Dean said, looking back over at Sam and then back to the road.
Time passed quietly in the car until said practically jumped through his seatbelt, pointing to a Jeep that was parked on the side of the road. Stopping the car and demanding that Sam calms down, Dean got out of the Impala, followed by Sam who held up a photo of the car and license plate number. The car looked undisturbed as Sam compared the plate numbers.
"That is the car" He proclaimed as Dean circled the car and peeked inside.
"Stuff is still in the car" Dean observed, taking the door handle and tugging it. The door opened with ease and dean looked at Sam who came over. "I guess the owner was not the responsible type" he joked, leaning into the car to take a look.
"Cole is the owner" Sam added, watching Dean who looked over at Sam.
"Who?"
"The red head"
"ah, then she is so forgiven "Dean decided, flicking open the glove compartment and went through the contents as Sam opened the back door. Three Duffle bags filled the back of the car, looking undisturbed; other then one was open with a chip bag sticking out. Meanwhile Dean took out all the glove compartment contents and placed them on the passenger seat.
"Nothing here, just a map, gloves which is just…weird, who puts gloves in the gloves compartment" he joked, looking over at Sam through the seats who just looked at Dean.
"Anything that tells us anything?"
"Nope, clean-ish car" he stated, closing the door, to which Sam closed the back door. Leaning at the jeep the brothers looked around.
"So what do you think dean?" Sam inquired to his brother who scratched his head.
"Dunno, maybe they went to frolic in the woods or something"
"Right Dean" Sam agreed sarcastically, looking at the woods frowning. Fog was rolling in as it was getting late.
"Look, how about we get a motel, chill, and come look around more tomorrow dude" Dean suggested, stepping away from the car.
"But the car is here, which means the girls are here" Sam huffed "which means that they proberly need help dude"
Dean looked at Sam and rubbed the back of his neck and looked around them. No street lamps lined the road, only trees, and the fog was only making it seem more and more like the beginning of a horror film. Dean opened his mouth to say something only to be cut off.
"Hey! Get away from that car!" a voice shouted, causing Sam and Dean to jump as a figure jogged towards them. A young man with dark brown hair came up to them looking anything but pleased. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Free country dude" dean snapped, as Sam looked over at the man who was eyeing the brothers, looking like an animal on guard.
"Get away from this car" he insisted, standing between the brother and the car, crossing his arms.
"We're police, we are looking into the disappearance of the two women" Sam stated, the man looking unconvinced.
"Right, I am sure" he said, looking between them and paused "are you really?"
"Yes" Sam said, nodding his head, to which Dean followed suite.
"Yeah, sorry about the jab, caught me off guard" dean apologized to the man who nodded. "I am Officer Jagger and this is Officer Tyler"
"Eric, Eric Keebles"
"Catherine's boyfriend" Sam inquired to clarify, and was answered by Eric nodding.
"Yeah, her boyfriend" he said.
"We are going to do what we can to find them" Sam told Eric who just nodded again. Dean continued to watch him.
"Maybe you could answer some questions for us" he suggested, to which Eric immediately agreed.
"Yeah, of course, anything to help"
"Ok" Sam said, looking over at Sam who gave his a distinct "you start" look. "When was the last time you spoke to either of the women?"
"Four days ago, Catherine had called me to tell me they were in Virginia" he answered.
"Was Cole with her?"
"Yeah, she was apparently teasing her" he added.
"Anything else? Did you notice anything strange? Noises? Maybe some static?" Dean questioned, causing Eric to give him a weird look.
"No, it was loud and clear"
"Alright" Sam paused, trying to think of some other questions.
"Do you think they are ok?" Eric suddenly asked. Sam and Dean took at beat before Dean sighed.
"There is only one way to find out, we have to find them" He answered.
"Yeah, of course, they are tough" Eric said, sounding more like he was talking to himself rather then to Sam and Dean who watched him.
Suddenly there was a loud noise coming from nearby the car, rounding the car, dean bent down and picked a cell phone out of the mud and little ways away from the jeep itself. It was blaring music that he did not recognized but found very annoying as he started whipping the screen. Eric came up behind him and looked.
"That is Catherine's phone" he stated, bending down beside dean as Sam followed.
"How do you know?" Dean asked, looking at the screen.
"That ring tone, Rihanna, it's hers" he stated.
"Ah" dean observed, making a mental note to add Rihanna to music he dislikes and handed the phone over to Eric. "It seems that we know at least one of them is ok"
"What do you mean?" Eric asked, taking the phone and seeing that screen flashing with the ID stating that Cole had called. "Should we call her back?"
"Later" Sam stated, standing up and looked around again.
"Then what do we do?"
"We find the one with the phone" Dean said and made his way towards the car, as Sam watched Eric hold the phone, looking at it quietly. He looked up to see Sam watching and placed the phone in his pocket looking embarrassed slightly.
"Come on Eric, lets go find them" Sam said, leading Eric to the Impala, with the trunk open, and Dean getting ready.
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