I own nothing but a twisted mind and the ability to use it, but not the characters I write about.
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After a short conversation with the two strangers in town, Bo and Luke went over to the bar to have a little chat with Daisy.
"What do you think, cuz?" Daisy asked Luke.
"Well," Luke drawled. "They sure as hell ain't no FBI. I can spot a lawman a mile off, but I don't think they's crooks neither."
"My feelings exactly," Daisy replied. "They sure are mysterious and secretive, but I trust them, especially the tall one. I think they are on our side."
"Just the same," Bo said. "We should keep an eye on them; help 'em with the investigation, just in case."
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"What do you think?" Sam asked.
"Well, if this really is the man from your vision, then we want him close. They're locals, we will tell them we need someone that knows their way around. If they think they're helping, they will probably stick around. They seem like the good 'ol boy type." Dean winked at his brother. "Won't pass by a friend in need without offering a helping hand.
Sam shook his head. "At least we will be able to cover more ground. We will have to split up."
"Nope, no way." Dean interrupted. "Every time we get involved in something to do with this demon, you end up getting hurt. I am not letting you out of my sight."
"Don't be ridiculous Dean. The four of us hunting together would be totally redundant. I don't like it any more than you do, but we have to keep an eye on them too. They have no idea what is out there. This is much bigger than anything they have faced and it will get them killed if we allow them to face it alone. You go with Luke and I will go with Bo."
"Again, no way. If your vision is accurate, and I have no reason to doubt that it is, then Bo is the target. The demon will be looking for you. You go with Luke and I will take the blonde Bull's Eye."
"I don't need you to protect me Dean. Besides, if I get another vision, it may show me how to save him and this way we cut out the middle man."
"Give me this one Sam. Between finding out this demon has plans for you and children like you, and Gordon coming after you, I would really rather you didn't try to put yourself directly in the line of fire."
Sam glared at his brother but conceded.
"And," Dean continued. "You will be checking in every half hour at least, letting me know if you see anything demonic."
"Relax Mom," Sam scoffed. "I'm a good little boy. I won't take candy from strangers and I ALWAYS look both ways before crossing the street."
"Bitch."
"Jerk."
"Well," Dean stood. "Let's go see what they think before flying off the handle. Come on Samantha."
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"You know we are going to have to split up," Bo said.
"I didn't think of that. This varmint would be so much easier to track down without getting outsiders involved. Besides, I would feel better if we were watching each other's backs."
"I don't like this anymore than you do, cuz, but you and I know the land. We know all the back roads and safe passages through Utchee Swamp. These men have no idea what they are dealing with. I'll take the short one with me in the General and you can tag along in what ever piece of crap car those 'Feds' are driving."
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Dean, Sam, Luke and Bo all sat down at the table in the corner to discuss the next step.
"I think we should go talk to the local authorities, see what information they have on these killings. They might have some important leads to check out," Sam said.
"No way," Luke jumped in. "If you want to get anything done in this town, you want to stay out of the way of the law. Boss will probably think there is a reward and then we will have to focus on constantly shaking Rosco and Enos and we will probably get thrown in jail. Its nothing we can't handle, but it sure is annoying."
"Fine then, what do you suggest?" Sam replied.
"You and me will sneak into the jail and snatch the file and Dean and Bo can go and keep the cops occupied," Luke grinned.
"Whoa, what do you mean occupied?" Dean asked.
"Well shoot," Bo spoke up. "We'll just run one of Rosco's speed traps and lead him and Enos on a merry chase. Once these two have what we need, we can jump the creek and be on our way. Ha ha!"
"We better not be planning to jump a creek in my baby," Dean scowled.
"No, we will leave that to the General."
Dean sighed in relief. "That leaves her in your hands Sam. You better be good to her."
"Yeah, you want me to pinky swear?" Sam smirked.
"Shut up Sam!"
"Alright, first thing we need to do is get you a portable CB radio from the farm and then we are good to go."
At that, they all stood and left the bar, the thrill of the hunt already coursing through their veins.
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Alright, I promise lots more action next chapter. Please review!!!!