Why make the hard road?
Why can’t we be friends?
No need to worry
Let’s sing it again

After lunch, the brothers made their way to the church, only to find it closed up for the day. Figuring they could check it first thing in the morning, they decided to go and talk to Michael Lindstrom’s family. Tom gave them directions to the house on the outskirts of town.

The family was devastated. Michael had graduated from college and was spending some time at home before deciding his next step, probably would be the Peace Corps. He was volunteering at the church in the meantime. His family felt guilty, maybe they had been fooled by Michael-and he really had psychological issues he kept hiding.

These meetings with people affected by the supernatural always left the brothers feeling uncomfortable. They could not ease their pain and reveal their past in sympathy. They had to stay within the constraints of society, and lie, and say, ‘these things just happen’ instead of ‘you were marked by evil.’ Sam cleared his throat breaking the thoughtful mood of the brothers. “Library next?”

They drove to the library, which was next door to the town hall. The reference librarian was more helpful, and they finished their investigation within an hour. “It’s not the building,” Sam stated. “As far as churches go—it’s a church.”

“So it’s got to be the people,” Dean said, looking over at the church.

“What do you know about the pastor?” Sam asked, as they walked back to where the car was parked.

Dean shook his head and laughed. “I didn’t go to services when I was here.” Reaching the Impala he unlocked the door. “We’ll talk to Tom tomorrow morning.”

“What do you want to do now?” Sam asked, watching the sun go down.

“Let’s get a bite to eat,” Dean grinned, and drove to a bar on the other side of town. There were more people that knew Dean. The older Winchester introduced his brother. Sam enjoyed seeing a different side of Dean-relaxing with other people, if only for a little while.