Sitting at a diner, the light shines through the window, highlighting the homey atmosphere. The smell of cooked meals was wafting through the air. The waitress, a pretty blonde, puts down the plate of a greasy burger for Dean, a plate of salad for Sam, and your own meal. Alongside a wink for Dean. Though for once, he didn’t pay any mind to it, too enamored on the computer screen to notice.

“Check this out. Patterns of suicide and accidental drowning in one specific lake. Lake Manitoc, Wisconsin. Seems pretty coincidental, no?” Sam perks up, looking to your computer for the website before clicking onto it on his own laptop. “Interesting.. It only dates back to…yeah only a decade or so– Let me look at the database.” Dean chews on his burger, grease dripping down his chin before he swallows and wipes away the excess with his sleeve. “That stuff's deleted. You won’t be able to find anything.” To which Sam spoke up with a raised eyebrow. “Nothing is ever deleted on the internet.” Silence from Dean. “You do know that, right?” Once again, silence from Dean before you spoke up. “So, ah.. To Wisconsin?” Dean was plenty happy to change the subject. “Yeah, let's go check it out.”

Though you came to know one of the victims' children, Lucas Barr. A boy silent from seeing his father drown. Dean seemed to bond to the little guy quite well despite the boy's absence of speech. As if being able to relate to him in an odd way. The boy had given Dean a drawing, which he later showed to you and Sam. “You recognize that house?” Dean pointed to the little scribbled home on the paper alongside an orange bike next to it.