19. No cases??
"Hey Sam," I said, "Why haven't we had any cases?" I asked. "I.... I don't know." He responded. I suddenly got suspicious. "We gotta see what's going on. I gotta feeling in my gut this has something to do with Gracie." I told him. He looked unsure. "What's wrong with you?" I asked. "Well, I just think we should stop poking around in her life," He told me, "And all we're doing is that. We would be annoyed if someone was doing that to us." I was speechless. He was right.
"You know what? Fine. We'll leave her alone. But I still want to know what's going on." Dean said. Oh my God. Dean always had his nose in her business. I could see why Pheobe wanted to kill us. Dean closed the curtains quickly. "Wait-- You said you were leaving her alone! What the fuck are you doing?" I asked, annoyed. He looked at me as if it were obvious. "Um, summoning Crowley. DUH." He said. "But you said-" He cut me off. "Yeah, I know. I just want to know what's going on." He said. God. It's not always our business. Besides, what even could be happening?