Sam was coming out of the health center when Dean and Kayla were pulling up. He shook his head with a quiet laugh as he jogged down the stairs.

"Look who decided to show up."

"Sorry." Dean shut his door. "Distractions."

"Well I already ran the EMF through the facility, didn't come up with anything."

He didn't even leave him the good part? "You sure you checked every shower?"

"Yes." Sam laughed. "Every woman's shower was checked."

Kayla was more focused. "What about your interview with the eyewitness?"

"Um, Mrs. Armstrong seemed a little on the crazy side, I'm not sure any ghost actually pushed her down the stairs. This whole thing might be a bust."

They started walking down the sidewalk.

"So there's nothing going on in this town?"

Almost on cue, they walked by a hunter arguing with a local sheriff about something he saw in the woods.

"I understand you're upset but, don't you think it had to be a bear?" The sheriff asked.

"I know a damn bear track when I see one! This wasn't a damn bear! It's feet were huge!"

"Now, Gus…"

"It was Bigfoot Hal! The Bigfoot!"

"Gus you're not talking any sense here."

"We'll take it." Dean started towards them.

"Uh, don't think so." Sam grabbed him back. "You guys were off in your room while I was out here working."

"And you didn't find anything." Kayla smirked and pulled out her FBI identification. "So let us show you how it's done." She took a jogging step to keep out of his reach before slowing towards a walk to the men.

Dean smirked and patted his shoulder before following her.

"There's a bigfoot out there damn it, and he's a son of a bitch!"

"Excuse us!" Kayla approached. "FBI." They held out their badges. "We're here investigating the sighting of a large creature in this area, sir, you said you saw a bigfoot?"

"I saw his footprints, and his path of destruction!"

Dean nodded. "And can you tell us exactly where this was?"

"Yes I can." He stated confidently.

They followed the man's directions into the woods and found exactly what he had described; very big footprints. It definitely raised curiosity and they followed the tracks down the path, across a bridge and into a small convenience store that looked like the door had been clawed in to.

Inside the store packages of food and crushed cans littered the floor, as well as a trail of broken bottles.

Dean tilted his head to read the labels. "So what, Bigfoot hits the liquor store jonesing for some hooch?" He kneeled down. "Amaretto and Irish Cream, he's a girl drink drunk." He looked at Kayla. "You didn't tell me you were meeting up with him tonight."

"Ha ha."

Sam walked over and looked at the magazine rack, where several issues had been taken as well. "Look at this."

Kayla rolled her eyes when she saw Dean slip a bottle of booze into his pocket and looked at the rack. "So he got booze and porn. It's a side of bigfoot I didn't know."

He held up what appeared to be a chunk of fur.

"I'll say it again." Dean looked at the fur. "What the hell is going on in this town?"

They went and sat on the benches outside, trying to come up with a theory.

"Maybe it's a joke." Sam suggested. "Some big ass mother in a gorilla suit."

"Or it's a bigfoot." Dean shrugged.

"That likes liquor and porn?"

"Like a deep woods Duchovney."

Before they could give him a weird look a little girl rode by on her bicycle, dropping an issue of Busty Asian Beauties out of her basket.

"And the hits keep coming."

They followed the girl as she put an entire basket of porn and booze on the back doorstep of the store, along with a sorry note, and left again on her bike. Something was definitely odd here.

"Alright let's get the Impala." Dean headed for the parking lot. "Apparently we need to question a little girl about her life choices."