It had been five days since your brother had died in an alleged suicide, as the newspapers and police labeled it. Sam and Dean didn’t see it as such though, since there’d been more events like that happening in your town. It didn’t take long until they showed up in your town. They stayed in a motel, at first trying to find out more about your brother and also you, his sibling.

Until now they hadn’t caught you and with that weren’t able to question you. They’d talked to you very distraught parents but not you. So the next step was searching for clues in your home. They’d made sure nobody was home before entering, working through the first floor before going upstairs.

When they entered your room Sam‘s eyes immediately fell on your open laptop and piles of paper around it. At first he brushed it off at homework, until he looked closer at the papers. Your desk was full with drawings and descriptions of supernatural beings.

„Hey, look at this.“

He tells Dean, picking up one of the papers and inspecting it closely.

Dean crossed the room, picking up a paper himself before digging through the piles. Either you had something to do with this or you just had a really weird interest in demons and creatures.

„Now that’s something.“

Dean mumbles, raising one of his brows.