Sam and Adam had been researching. But they couldn't find anything that that fit the pattern. Nothing. Not one single thing.
Dean had been sat across the motel room, watching Doctor Sexy MD and playing catch with a fire ball.
Doctor Sexy's cowboy boots are so damn sexy!
I still can't believe Gabriel forgot the cowboy boots.
This Doctor should just do me now.
Dean also seemed to forget that Sam could hear every single one of his thoughts about the show.
I wonder if I could get Cas to dress as Doctor Sexy and-
"Dean!" Sam yelled across the room, turning around and slamming his hands into the back of his chair. "Can you not think about sexual fantasies with Cas or Doctor Sexy, please?"
Shitshitshitshit Sam knows! And now so does Adam!
"Yes, Dean, I know about your stupid crush on Doctor Sexy, have done since TV land. And the thing with Cas? That's been obvious since- Yes, Obvious- No, random strangers would not be able to work it out- Again, yes, it is obvious!- Yes that obvious- what did you think you could keep it hidden from me when we live in each others back pockets?- Really? Even if you had been able to keep it from me, you wouldn't have now- Yes because I can read your mind!- what do you mean we're confusing- Oh I see you aren't speaking!" Sam then turned to Adam. "Sorry, didn't mean to exclude you there..."
"No problem," Adam said, looking a little dazed and clutching his book tightly. "It was like watching the serve of a tennis game, on repeat..."
Sam cringed. "Sorry."
"You best be," Dean said. "I don't like it when you do that." Dean threw his fire ball up again.
"When he does what?" A familiar voice said from next to Dean. Dean jumped and missed his catch, the fire ball landing in his hair.
"Don't do that Cas!" Dean said, his hair seemingly on fire. I wonder if he's ever done that whilst I'm in the shower... Okay, that's creepy... Wait, now there's two people in here that can read my mind... Stop it Dean! Sam held back a chuckle.
"Dean, your hair appears to be on fire," Cas said tilting his head. How does Dean not know that his hair is on fire?
"It does?" Dean said and the fire went out. He looks so cute when he tilts his head! Bad Dean! Bad! "That better?"
"Oh, I see you have been mutated," Cas stated.
"Tell me something I don't know," Adam said, with a long suffering sigh. I can't believe I voluntarily live with these idiots...
Sam sent Adam a look which told him he agreed completely.
"So, Cas, mind helping us with this case?" Sam asked, to interrupt the barrage of thoughts from two oblivious idiots-in-love.
Cas took one, brief look at all of their notes on the case. Sam "heard" the angels thought process as he briefly looked.
Eating children, what eats children? Far too wide, lots of creatures eat children... all children are of single fathers... hmm... could be a- no Succubi don't eat children... I can't rule it out though these men were all sexually active the night their children disappeared... The woman was never found... perhaps it's- yes! That's what it is, a Lamia!
All of this happened in that brief glance Cas made of the notes. "So were dealing with a Lamia?" Sam asked the angel.
Dean groaned. "Sammy, we haven't told Cas about your power yet!" Adam said.
"Well he need to know at some point- yes, I see how just saying his thoughts out loud can be confusing- you can't use yourself as an example- because you aren't an angel, Cas is- of course that's the point-" At that moment a blast of fire shot between them, before it hit the wall it shot back and Dean caught it.
"Would you stop doing that Sam! It's down right annoying!"
"Sorry," Sam said. "I can't really help it, you two think as loud as you talk."
Cas just stood in the same spot, completely unaffected by Sam and Dean's display of their powers.