"You think the demon's there?"
"Yeah, maybe."
"Why would you think that?"
"Just check it, all right?" Dean told Ash.
Ash gave them a look and the trio frowned at each other. "No, sir, nothing. No demon."
"All right, try something else for me. Search Guthrie for a house fire," Sam suggested. "It would be 1983, fire's origin would be a baby's nursery, night of the kid's six month birthday."
Ash looked at him, startled, and Dean looked around to check for eavesdroppers. Jo, who was cleaning a nearby table, was watching them.
"Okay, now that is just weird, man. Why the hell would I be looking for that."
Sam pulled out a beer bottle and set it next to the laptop. "'Cause there's PBR in it for ya."
"Give me 15 minutes."
Jo pressed a few buttons on the jukebox and the opening chords to REO Speedwagon's Can't Fight This Feeling played. Dean sat at the bar with a horrified expression on his face. Jo carried a tray to the bar and set it down, catching his eye.
"REO Speedwagon?" Dean questioned.
"Damn right, REO. Kevin Cronin sings it from the heart," Jo replied.
"He sings it from the hair. There's a difference."
"That profile you've got Ash looking for?"
"Hmm."
"Your mom died in the same way, didn't she? A fire in Sam's nursery?"
"Look, Jo, it's kind of a family thing."
"I could help."
"I'm sure you could. But we've got to handle this one ourselves. Besides, if I ran off with you, I think your mother might kill me. And my wife might."
Ellen, who was cleaning glasses behind the bar, looked at him and he smiled nervously.
"You're afraid of my mother?" Jo questioned.
"I think so."
Sam hurried up behind Jo as he said, "We have a match. We've gotta go."
"All right, Jo. See you later."
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They got into the Impala, Dean had helped his wife and daughter in, and Dean sang along to Can't Fight This Feeling.
"You're kidding, right?" Sam said.
"I heard the song somewhere, I can't get it out of my head, I don't know, man," Dean replied. "Whaddya got?"
Juliette frowned. "Hey, I like REO."
"And that's your right to. Sam?"
Sam looked through a stack of papers. "Andrew Gallagher. Born in '83, like me. Lost his mother in a nursery fire exactly six months later."
"You think this demon killed his mom?"
"Sure looks like it."
"How did you even know to look for this guy?" Juliette asked.
"Every premonition I've had, if they're not about the demon, they're about the other kids the demon visited. Like Max Miller, remember him?"
"Yeah, but Max Miller was a pasty little psycho," Dean remembered.
"The point is he was killing people. And I was having the same type of visions about him. And now it could be happening all over again with this Gallagher guy."
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One of the Good Ones
Mystery / ThrillerWhen Juliette was a child, she should have died in a horrific accident. By some miracle, she survived. She found a passion in research and befriended various people in the hunting community. There, she met a green-eyed man who would change her lif...
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