habits, supernatural [ 1 ]

017. girl in the walls

"Boy, three bedrooms, two baths, and one homicide. This place is gonna sell like hotcakes." Dean remarks as the three walk into the house. They go in the kitchen and look around, going through the cabinets.

"Hey, check this out." Dean calls. He knocks on a spot on the wall and it's hollow. "Huh."

"It's probably a dumbwaiter. All these old houses had them." Sam says.

"Know it all." Dean mutters. Larissa hits him in the arm.

"What?" Sam asks.

"What?" Dean acts dumb.

"You said..."

"What?"

"Nevermind." Sam walks off.

They walk around and get into one of the bedrooms.

"Well, no bloodstains, fresh coat of paint, it's a bunch of bubkes." Dean says.

"Needle's all over the place." Sam comments, holding the EMF meter.

"Yeah -- power lines." Dean points out.

"Great." Sam turns the device off. Dean opens the closet, the three finding a doll head on the floor.

"Well, that's super disturbing." Dean says.

"Didn't know the kid from Toy Story lived here." Larissa mumbles.

"Think it got left behind?" Sam asks.

"By who? Unless Bill Gibson likes to play with doll heads." Dean says.

They look out the window at the sound of cars and see a car and a moving truck drive up.

"Uh oh." Sam mumbles.

"I thought you said this place was still for sale." Dean says.

"Apparently, it's not." Sam says.

They leave the house, walking outside to the family.

"Can I help you?" Brian asks.

"Hi. Are you the new owner?" Sam asks.

"Yeah. You guys are...?" Brian asks.

"This is Mr. Stanwyk and Miss Underhill. I'm Mr. Babar. County code enforcement." Dean says as they show them badges.

"We had the building inspected last week. Is there a problem?" Brian asks.

"Asbestos in the walls, a gas leak. Yeah, I'd say we got a problem." Sam says.

"Asbestos? Meaning what?" Susan asks.

"Meaning until this house is up to code, it's uninhabitable." Larissa says.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. You're saying we can't stay here?" Brian asks.

"It's a health hazard. You don't want to." Dean says.

"Hold up. We just drove 400 miles." Ted says.

"There's a motel just down the road. Till this gets cleaned up, I suggest you stay there." Dean says.

"All right, and what if we don't?" Brian asks.

"Well, you get a fine or you go to jail. Pick your poison." Dean says.

"One night. One night, and I'll take care of everything, ASAP, I promise." Brian promises his wife who ndos.

"Yeah, you do that." Dean mumbles.

"Another motel? Awesome, dad. I hope this one has hooker sheets like the last one." Kate sarcastically says, walking to put bags back in the car in annoyance.