Sam closed the file in frustration and thought about the options. Isabella couldn’t have been haunted দ্বারা a spirit if there was no spirit to do the haunting, so what was it? Something had killed her shortly after Sophie Bennings’ death in exactly the same way, and seeing as all doors and window had been locked at the time, all sirens were sounding at a অতিপ্রাকৃতিক case. But one victim had been haunted দ্বারা their dead son, and one দ্বারা another boy, maybe her son, that she never even had? Sam couldn’t see a logical explanation at the moment. Unless...
“Unless it’s not a spirit,” Sam started, still thinking through what had just occurred to him.
Dean raised one eyebrow and looked at him expectantly.
“Well? Hanging in suspense over here? What could it be?”
“An apparition. Some objects অথবা people are ব্যক্ত to have enough powerful abilities to be able to put প্রতিমূর্তি অথবা hallucinations into people’s heads, right?”
Dean snapped his fingers with a harsh click.
“So we either have a cursed object অথবা some kind of witch. I knew it!”
Sam looked at Dean. “What?! No আপনি didn’t!”
Dean grinned a playful look at Sam.
“What are আপনি talking about? I was testing to see if আপনি got it.”
Sam rolled his eyes and turned away from his brother. “Whatever. Now we have a problem though. Looking for a cursed object...I mean, it could be anything.”
Dean nodded, serious again. This was going to be a bigger problem than he’d thought. His brother was right, and they had no idea where to start looking. He tried to narrow the passages in his mind for a সেকেন্ড and not let the impossibility of the task overwhelm him.
“And we also need to know why the victims saw those two things. One of them saw her son and the other a যেভাবে খুশী boy? It doesn’t make any sense. So maybe if we find out why they saw what they saw and what significance it has –”
“– then it’ll be easier to find the cursed object, yeah.”
Dean raised his eyebrows as another disconcerting thought came to him. “Of course, that’s presuming it is a cursed object, and not something else.”
Sam sighed and laid his hands on his hips as he leant against the living room wall.
“So what now? Find out why they both saw boys before they died?”
Dean nodded. “Sheriff Lees was close to one of them, Sophie Bennings. I’m pretty close she’ll spill something on her if we pull the good-cop part again.”
It was too late to take the half-hour drive back to the police station, so after stopping দ্বারা at the cheapest fast খাবার place, the brothers returned to their motel room for the evening. After around three hours of research and hacking, Sam could quite safely but annoyingly say that he had dug nothing up on Isabella Henley ever having a son, অথবা why she would see a boy, if she’d been in an accident involving a child অথবা something. Eventually, fully exhausted, Sam felt his eyes going...and then his shakes started. Only at the tips of his fingers, but it was a warning nonetheless. Definitely time to sleep. He got up suddenly, and Dean peered up from their father’s journal.
“You alright?”
Sam nodded. “I’m just shattered. I’m turning in.”
Dean looked at the clock and faced his brother again. “Dude, it’s just hit ten.”
Sam put his duffel bag on the floor beside his বিছানা and began to get some clothes out.
“Alright, Sasquatch. Whatever floats your boat. Mind if I go out for a couple of hours? খুঁজুন the pubs? Maybe get laid?”
Sam smiled in spite of himself, relief flooding through him at the suggestion.
“Sure. Just...don’t be too loud when –” Sam corrected himself, “– if আপনি come back in, okay?” He threw Dean the room key that was lying on the bedside টেবিল and he caught it.
“Deal.”
Dean closed the door behind him and found himself much less enthusiastic to go out, drink, and have sex than usual. There was something that was at the back of his mind no matter how much he wished it would go away, and it was worry for his brother. He’d had it for as long as he could remember, and he knew that it only got this strong when things were really bad. He just wished Sam would talk to him, like the old times, before....he tried to place when it had happened, and it came to him with a surge of frustration. Before he went to Hell. অথবা before Ruby. Whatever it was, he’d changed since Dean had come back...and not, Dean felt, for the better.
Dean shoved the motel room key into the pocket of his faded brown leather জ্যাকেট and made his way out onto the main রাস্তা of shops, scanning for a bar অথবা pub. অথবা a strip club. He wasn’t bothered, really. His eyes ran across the brightly lit LED signs in the humid summer night as he turned in a বৃত্ত to get a full view. He found something, at least.
“Damn it, Cas, আপনি can’t keep doing that to me! Human hearts can’t take too many shocks, আপনি know!”