Chapter 1: The Chase

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"Freaking Missouri." Dean opened the door to the impala.
Sam ducked into the car and looked at Dean.
"What's wrong with Missouri?"
"Midwest weather is crazy same, it's November it's either 80 degrees or 50 degrees." Dean started the car and pulled out of the parking lot of the motel they stayed the night in Oklahoma after hunting a skinwalker.
"So what's the story?" Dean asked.
"Well about a week ago there was what seemed like a meteor shower in a rural town right outside of St. Louis. Well when the scientists that were assigned to the case got there, no sign of debris from the meteor was found, just.." Sam stopped and looked at Dean.
"Just what?" Dean asked.
"Just what appeared to be wings burned into the grass." Sam handed Dean pictures from the scene that he had printed off a news page in St. Louis.
"Angels?" Dean said.
"That's what it sounds like, guess we will find out, but there's only one thing that kinda throws off Angels." Sam said flipping through pages.
"What's that?" Dean asked curiously.
"The scientists say they also smelled a heavy amount of sulfur." Sam raised his eyebrows and looked at Dean.
"Sulfur? What did a demon hope ride on an angel?"
Sam chucked. "I dunno."

Sam and Dean pulled into the parking lot of a motel.
"Alright let's change eat and go check it." Dean said getting out of the car and grabbing the bags.

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