Chapter Five: Research, Research, and More Research
Sorry it took me a while to updat. Usually, I would update quicker. But, I've been working on my other stories.
As always, Enjoy!
"Sammy, I'm back." Dean said, walking in the door, and closing it behind him.
"Hey Dean. Where's Bob?" Sam asked, from the dining room/kitchen.
"Dead." Dean said coolly.
"What happened? Dean, you were supposed to save him!" Sam yelled, as Dean laid down on his bed.
"Sammy, calm down. I didn't make it in time. And I barely made it out." Dean said.
"What do you mean Dean?" Sam asked, looking back on his computer.
"I mean, I almost died. It chased me, and I lost it when I started running." Dean said.
"Oh. Well, I don't think its a hellhound we're dealing with." Sam said.
"Then what the heck are we dealling with?" Dean asked.
"The spirit of a dog. I believe the spirit grew over the years." Sam said.
"Okay. And?" Dean asked.
"As always, we have to look for the bones and salt and burn them." Sam said.
"But, how are we supposed to find the bones if we don't know ANYTHING about the dog?" Dean asked.
"Talk to the owner." Sam said.
"But we don't know the owner either." Dean said.
"You dont; but I do." Sa said.
"Who is it Sammy?" Dean asked, stting up.
"A girl named... Oh crap." Sam said.
"A girl named?" Dean asked.
"Gracie Jones." Sam said.
"Bob's daughter? But, she's dead!" Dean exclaimed.
"I know that Dean. So, now it'd gonna be harder to find information on the animal." Sam said.
Hope you liked it!
Sorry it was short!
I was in a hurry.
Plus, it was supposed to be on research.
But it wasnt.
Boo. Well, I'll update asap.
Sorry if I got the chapter number wrong.