"Yes, for a long time he was our best in ever couple of months buying new wedding rings up until i think a year ago. What happened to him?Car accident maybe. No, no he killed himself i he was always so peppy and happy,"the salesman said more to himself then Sam.
"So he came in here buying rings for engagements and weddings, a lot?"Sam asked.
"Yes, sometimes he bought other jewely but that was always after he bought one and then before he bought another. Boy, now that i think of it that boy got around,"the salesman said awkwardly smiling to himself.
"Thanks for your time,"Sam said, leaving before the awkward man could have another one of his weird fantasies in front of Sam.
"hey, did you find anything?"Dean called as the impala drove up beside the sidewalk and slowed down.
Sam walked around to the passenger side door and got in.
"Actually, yeah. I think you might be right about the whole wedding singer thing. The salesman in the store said he their best customer always coming in, and buying wedding or engagement rings or jewelry that seemed like it was in between each wedding ring."
"Well then why is he haunting these women now?Because they didn't marry him?"Dean said baffeled.
"Maybe. Maybe he was showing them that they should have gotten married to him or they wouldn't be married at all,"Sam said.
"Yeah or maybe this guy is just a freak,"Dean said as the metallicar rolled down the road.
"So, Hailey's something,"Sam said trying to make conversation as Dean flipped through the channels on the motel televison, later that day.
"Huh,oh yeah sure,"Dean said even though he perfectly heard Sam and thought she was more than something."Not really my kind of girl to for you though,"Dean said as he smack sam in the shoulder walking to his bed.
"Safe?You think i'm safe?I am not safe.i-"
"am too tired to talk about your my brother and we have different taste in women. your's are more nice and cute.I like crazy of story. period. see ya in the morning,"Dean said avoiding the conversation all together. He slid into bed and Sam couldn't help but think that Dean was purposefully not wanting to talk about women because he liked Hailey and he didn't want to. After a couple minutes of pondering the past women he liked, Sam joined his brother and hit the sack.
After about five minutes of Dean trying to get Sam's attention, Sam's eyes were still glued to his computer screen.
"what are you doing anyway?,"Dean said tearing his eyes from the motel rooms mirror and set down his comb.
"Trying to find the suicide note'
"What?"Dean said leaning down to see the screen.
"I've been looking everywhere and usually they are up in there databases. But it seems like it was almost too revealing and they stored it away."
"Well, i guess we're going to have to go get it,"dean said grabbing his jacket and car keys. He shut the motel door and the engine started before Sam could even ask him where he was going.
"So why did you say you needed the files for the Chris Jones case?"asked the hot and young secretary in the local police office, as she led Dean to the file closet."Oh, um my division for the state police wanted me to just check up on all the local suicide with the recent um accusations to Jones,"Dean said with very little confidence.
the secretary shrugged and turned to open the file closet."Personally, I think its just absolutely awful they are putting the accusations on him. I mean, its almost like these journals almost want us to believe he came back from the dead. And its just making everybody he knew completely miserable. But, i just feel bad for the women who did date him that are married,"the secretary said flipping through the files in the cabinets.
"wait, what?"Dean said snapping his head to look at her.
"I'm not a total bimbo. I do read and I mean come on, it's obvious that the guy got around and i mean they state it right in the paper."Dean just that his mouth was hanging open with his head tilted to the side in confusion."They state some of the people that dated him and some are now married. We're kinda a gossiping town and everybody here loves a good wedding."
"yeah, yeah..."Dean said shaking the weird moment off.
A few moments of silence later she spoke up."Ah, here we are. Jones, Chris filed under suicide,"she said passing the folder to Dean and walking to the open door.
"Thanks,"Dean said looking up, walking out of the closet, and scratching his head in confusion as he walked to his car.
"So it turns out not everyone in this town is a dumbass,"Dean said walking into the motel room, only to find Sam where he left him-sitting about his computer starring at the screen.
"Huh?"sam said coming out of his gaze.
"It's like these people are smarter than us or something. They have all done the research well at least socially and they all know everything. It's like they know something is going on but dont care enough to do something about it,"Dean said walking over to sam and giving him the file.
"You got the suicide note?"Sam said looking at the folder and at Dean before he grabbed it.
"What do you think?I'm course i got the note."Dean sat on the bed and took of his shoes, loosed his tie, and laid back on the rifled through the folder without any hesitation, as dean turned on the TV.