Sneaking around came with the job of being a hunter. This time it led you blending in at a church to get information for your hunt. You stuffed your hands into your pockets as you walked out of the doors after the session had ended.

There was a string of people going missing in the area that had attended the church. You had come to the church to maybe seek a lead for the next step of your case.

Instead your eyes landed on a tall man with fluffy hair. He wore a clerical collar, his hand tucked down professionally down at his sides, or so he tried to look professional. The shorter man beside him nudged his shoulder when you walked by, bringing the man’s eyes to you.

It was easy to tell the two guys weren’t actually priests. The two Winchester brothers had come to the town for the same reason as you, to hunt a monster. It wasn’t hard to figure out the two weren’t what they seemed, hunters knew hunters. That meant there was a chance they figured you out as well.

“Thank you for coming, a true tragedy that is happening around here.”

Sam spoke softly, trying to maintain that professional look. He looked down at you a soft smile growing on his face.