thehighlandhealer:
Bronwyn became more and more confused as Dean told her about the creature. She couldn’t recall ever seeing or hearing about anything remotely fitting that description. “So they’re like Smeagol from Lord o’ the Rings. Minus the eyes.” She thought for a moment. “This is goin’ to sound like a strange question, but humor me for a bit. When it talked, did it have an accent? Considerin’ the fact that neither o’ us has seen somethin’ like this before, it’s entirely possible that this ‘Sin’ is no’ native to this country. And while we’re on that, did it say its name was Sin or that it was a Sin?”
Running into a strange creature was bad enough, but running into one that could talk and reason had to be so much worse. Especially if said creature broke into your motel room. Bronwyn sighed. She had a vague suspicion on what this creature could be and was just about it share it with Dean when he mentioned his brother. Her brow furrowed. Wouldn’t Sam want to be here in case she could help them learn something?
“Can I ask if there’s a particular reason why?” she asked carefully, not wanting to put Dean on the defensive.
Dean couldn’t help but chuckle a little at Bronwyn’s comparison, nodding slowly.
“Kind of, they do have claws though…” Another brief glimpse from that night and Dean’s small smile quickly faded.
“It told us that there were others, and I don’t remember hearing any sort of accent. My best guess is that these things were born in Hell.” Dean fell silent for a moment, glancing away from the woman across from him. Her question about Sam… how could he best answer it without letting her know exactly what was going on? It really wasn’t something to be discussed with, well, anyone.
“Sam’s been kinda under the weather lately. I didn’t tell him I was coming because I knew he’d want to come with me. He just needs to stay back at the motel and get better.” The hunter had been good at lying since he was young, so this lie wasn’t difficult for him to tell. Though a tiny tinge of guilt did pass trough Dean as he watched Bronwyn’s expression, she seemed like she genuinely wanted to help.
“So, you got any ideas at all?” He finally asked, brows raising.
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