[there'd been something tight in his chest since adam (poor bastard) had told him to call the samsons. that little headshake is enough to loosen it, though sam isn't about to express relief as anything more than an exhalation. he'd had a feeling, damn it, that finding the girl's body wasn't the end of it. then adam's daughter, jesus... nothing like finding kara along the side of the road, but the town is too damn confusing to abandon.

sits back in his chair.]

You're not taking this lying down, are you.

[bruised knuckled and attitude. no, you don't look like the type.]

I'll let you know if I find anything, and I'd ask that you do the same. Or if you remember anything.

[maybe he ought to just head for the town they went missing in, but it looks like a hell of a hike]