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Did you just start researching this? "

Tim nodded with red eyes: "At first I was just curious, wanting to know what Dad did, and then I accidentally read in a book that making a deal with the devil will eventually take the soul away from the devil. I was very scared, Trying to find a way to crack it, but I can't find it. A few days before Dad was killed, he was very nervous and said he heard a dog barking."

"But you didn't tell the police?"

"We called the police before that, but they said there was no dog in the neighborhood and they suspected my dad was having auditory hallucinations because no one else heard the dog barking."

"Tim," Dean said, looking seriously into Tim's eyes, "Your father made a deal with the devil in order to become famous. This is an unavoidable ending. It's not your fault. You can't fix it. You have tried your best. .”

Tim's tears flowed down: "I really want to help him avoid such a fate. If I know who is in charge of this transaction, can I save him?"

"I don't know, Tim, I don't know." Dean patted Tim on the shoulder, stood up, turned his head, and met Sam's eyes.

"Dean, I have something to tell you." Sam held Dean and said softly.

Dean nodded, and the two returned to the car.

"Yesterday, I had a dream. I dreamed that I was killed. In order to save me, you made a deal with the crossroad demon. After that, you were bitten to death by hellhounds." Sam looked at Dean, Seriously.

"So you've been staring at me with dark circles under your eyes this morning?" Dean, feeling a little uncomfortable, tried to liven things up, but failed.

"Dean, I want you to promise that no matter what happens to me, don't do this."

"Like a dream you're guaranteed to come true," Dean muttered.

"Can you promise me?" Sam pressed seriously.

Dean didn't answer, just pursed his lips and started the car.

White christmas

When Sam and Dean came to Wisconsin while working while looking for the yellow-eyed devil, it was already the day before Christmas Eve, and the city was already full of Christmas atmosphere.After politely refusing once again a flyer from a promoter dressed as Santa Claus, Sam said to Dean, "Speaking of which, we haven't had a good Christmas in a long time. Last Christmas we seemed to be in Texas." On the way?"

"That's right." Dean dodged an old woman walking by with a large and small package: "The year before last, I was picking up a vampire. Before that, let me think about it. I should be on the way to Ohio. At that time My dad and I split up, and I had the bad luck of being caught in a snowstorm, nearly out of gas, and managed to find a place to live near the road."

Sam was silent for a while. He should have been with Jessica at the time. Jessica cooked a lot of food and decorated a small Christmas tree. After that, they lingered all night.

Dean was also silent for a while, then cleared his throat and said, "You know, we all rarely get to spend Christmas with Dad, let alone celebrate as a family like normal people. But at least when I was a child, there was One or two memories where Mom decorated the Christmas tree and Dad gave me a normal Christmas present instead of a pistol. Sometimes I think it's not fair to you. I hope The three of us can have a good time—maybe it doesn’t have to be Christmas—something.”

"Uh." Sam didn't expect Dean to say that, and gave Dean a surprised look: "It's nothing, I mean, of course I hope to spend Christmas with Mom and Dad, not in a house somewhere I'm waiting for Dad to come back from hunting. But in fact, I haven't been able to spend Christmas with him in the past few years, and I think he will feel relieved. Because we always fight when we meet, you should remember."

"Yeah, you always quarrel." Dean only spit out a short sentence.

"And we fight all the time, and you play tricks on me!" Sam tried to save the day.

"But you're back playing pranks on me, too!" Dean immediately shifted into a defensive position.

"That's right, and then I fought back, and you fought back. Thinking about it, we are so naive..." Sam said with a smile.

"You're naive, don't take me with you." Dean retorted, rolling his eyes.

Sam looked at Dean with "you're so childish" eyes, but Dean ignored it completely, his attention had been attracted by the apple pie displayed in the window of a shop on the corner.

"I'm having pie tonight, what are you going to have?" Dean began to reach for his wallet.

"Hamburg. Speaking of which, Dean, it's already the holidays, and we don't have any work at hand. Why don't we just rest here for a few days, give ourselves a vacation, and have a good Christmas. What do you think?"

"But I remember you hating Christmas," said Dean in surprise, stopping to pick out his wallet.

"I used to be like this." Sam tilted his head, as if he was embarrassed to say: "But sometimes I also think, since our work makes us not know when we will encounter something, it's better to cherish it." life right now."

"I agree with you, this is the way I've been telling you to live." Dean held up his finger: "So let's buy some fast food or something? I can make you a sandwich, just like I made you when I was a child Same, as long as we can find a simple kitchen."

"There is also a Christmas tree. I just saw a small one for sale. I can buy one." Sam thought seriously.

"Whoa, you're really serious about Christmas. Need Christmas presents?" Dean started rummaging through his wallet.

"No Barbies."

Dean gave Sam a blank look, but Sam didn't see it, his attention was drawn to the TV in the shop next door.In the TV news, the host is broadcasting a piece of local news: ... It is reported that the police have launched a blanket search to find the missing boy. The police remind citizens to be careful of criminals pretending to be Santa Claus as Christmas approaches.

"It's as if we can tell who is a criminal and who is working." A passing old lady who was also attracted by the TV news muttered and walked away.

"What's going on?" Dean, who didn't hear the full news, asked Sam.

"A boy disappeared mysteriously on his way home last night. According to eyewitnesses, a Santa Claus carrying a huge package is very suspicious."

"It's so strange that Santa Claus is not the one who gives the presents." Dean raised his credit card in one hand and his pocket in the other: "I'll go buy food, you go buy other things, and then we'll meet back at the motel?"

"No problem." Sam walked down another street.

When Dean came back from his big purchase, Sam was already sitting at the desk looking at the computer.

"Is there any interesting news? You read it so seriously." Dean put a few large bags on the ground and stood behind Sam.

"Actually, I am a little concerned about the news I just saw. The kidnapped boy's family is very ordinary. Who do you think would kidnap a child from an ordinary family? There is not much ransom at all, not to mention that the victim's family has never accepted him." to the ransom note."

"Who knows, maybe the kidnappers are targeting that kid." Dean said as he unscrewed a bottle of beer and handed the other to Sam.

"Maybe." Sam closed the computer and opened the food bag: "Why is it full of your favorite food?"

"Oh? Really?" Dean poked his head over, flipped through it, and took out a paper bag: "This is yours."

Sam opened the paper bag. Inside was a box of salad greens and a few chocolates.Sam frowned and took out the contents of the bag: "Why did you buy this for me?"

"Salad, you said a few days ago that you want to eat vegetables, chocolate, and the samples I gave you when I bought something. I think it suits you very well."

"why?"

"Because you're a kid." Dean smiled and opened the pie in front of him, planning to start enjoying the food.

"Dean, look, another child is missing, this time it's a girl, a student from the same school as the boy before, but not in the same grade, and the incident happened not far from the previous alley." Sa While looking at the computer while decorating the Christmas tree, Mu suddenly saw a piece of news.

"Is there a kidnapping gang in this city? A child trafficking organization?" Dean walked over while eating a hamburger.

Sam spread his hands: "Who knows? But another witness saw a person dressed as Santa Claus, carrying a big bulging bag, coming out of the alley that the victim passed by. There is only one exit in that alley, and there is The shop's cameras caught the girl walking into the alley, but never came out. And then Santa came out."

"It's really arrogant, committing crimes for two days in a row." Dean took another bite of the burger.

"Yeah, I hope this case doesn't have anything to do with us." Sam also picked up a hamburger and ate it.

However, the sky always does not follow people's wishes.A few hours after saying this, Sam and Dean watched the TV news broadcast in a convenience store. The missing boy had been found, just in the alley where he disappeared, but the liver disappeared inexplicably. up.

Seeing the news, Sam and Dean looked at each other helplessly: Well, it looks like it's their job.They put on the FBI suits again and came to the school, only to find that the whole school was empty.

"It's Christmas Eve today, gentlemen, the students have already gone home from vacation." The guard directly stopped them.

"And what about the teachers?" Dean didn't give up.

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