season 7 - Set photos

We got to the motel me and dean went in to the room while sam went to the main office to extend ower stay at the motel.Dean turned on the t.v and i sat on the chair i felt so sticky and dirty i had to take a shower! i grabed some of my clouths and told dean i was going to take a douche "want me to rejoindre you" dean smirked "no thanks" i laugh.I was in the douche for about 30 minutes i never took this long befor in a douche but the warm water going down my face felt so good.Wen i got out of the douche i put on black jeans and a gray T-shirt.

I walked out of the bathroom and dean looked at me "wow...

"You say this attacker looked exactly like your daughter Sharon?" questioned D.

"I thought she did," Mrs. Walker said. She was silent for a moment. "But that's impossible. Sharon was taking a shower, upstairs in her bathroom. She came running down when I screamed. She couldn't have been in two places at once."

D and Samantha exchanged curious glances. Two places at once, huh? Samantha asked, "Did toi see the attacker's eyes?"

"The eyes?" Mrs. Walker thought back. "Only for a second, but yeah, I did."

"Did they look unusual at all?"

"Unusual, like...?"

"Strange color," Samantha said. "It might look...

Sam closed the file in frustration and thought about the options. Isabella couldn’t have been haunted par a spirit if there was no spirit to do the haunting, so what was it? Something had killed her shortly after Sophie Bennings’ death in exactly the same way, and seeing as all doors and window had been locked at the time, all sirens were sounding at a Supernatural case. But one victim had been haunted par their dead son, and one par another boy, maybe her son, that she never even had? Sam couldn’t see a logical explanation at the moment. Unless...
“Unless it’s not a spirit,” Sam started,...

The Walker accueil was a two-story, three-bedroom Queen Anne house, complete with a tourelle on the right side and spacious, wrap-around porch. The house was old and appeared to need a paint job, but otherwise it was in very good condition.

"My favorite," Dean a dit sarcastically, as the four Winchesters got out of the car. "Big, old house with a turret. Casper's favori haunting grounds."

Samantha looked over the house approvingly. Why does everyone have this stereotype that Victorian houses are spooky?"

Dean gave her a funny look. "I didn't mean anything personal, sweetheart."

D was irritated par his...

D sat on her bad, and Samantha sat at the table, working at her computer. "Find anything?" asked D. She opened the pizza box and bit off the end of a slice of pepperoni.

Samantha scrolled down the liste of files she'd hacked into. "About Samuel and Dean Winchester? No, nothing. No record of anyone par either name."

D nodded. "Okay, then." She opened her duffel bag and checked the shotgun to be sure it was loaded.

Samantha gave her a puzzled look. "Rock salt?"

"Yep."

Samantha turned sideways in her chair, resting her elbow on the back of it. "D, I think they're human. Shoot 'em with rock salt, you'll...