Here’s the second part of my entry for @brothersapart‘s contest! You can read the first part here, if you haven’t already. Also, I’ll probably be posting this to my AO3 account soon, so just letting you know. Enjoy!
“It’s just a checkup
we’re doing. Making sure everything is running smoothly,” Dean told the chief
police officer. He had on his FBI get up, Sam and Jacob safely tucked away in
an inside pocket. He watched the chief as she finished up what he assumed was
paper work. She paused and looked at him.
Well, other than the theft and break-ins here and there, but nothing we can’t
handle ourselves.” She had a southern accent, but it seemed faded from years of
living in the north. Dean nodded and stood. He reached in one of his suit
pockets, the one below his brothers and felt around for his small business
Jacob and Sam felt
the jacket move as Dean reached a hand in under them. Every movement Dean made
was noticeable in his pocket. Even more so in the inside jacket pocket. The two
sent each other a look, but remained silent.