D sat on her bad, and Samantha sat at the table, working at her computer. "Find anything?" asked D. She opened the पिज़्ज़ा, पिज्जा box and bit off the end of a slice of pepperoni.
Samantha scrolled down the सूची of files she'd hacked into. "About Samuel and Dean Winchester? No, nothing. No record of anyone द्वारा 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...
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