Maddison Winchester: Journal 4 {Supernatural} (Editing)

13 Sex and Violence: Part 2

Once the movie ended, I turned and rested my feet on his legs and sighed. "Okay, I have to tell you something."

"You didn't like the movie?" he asked.

I shook my head. "No, I liked the movie. It's something else, but you can't tell Dean."

"You left the motel today?" Sam asked.

My eyes widened. "You knew I was lying?"

He nodded. "I know you well enough. You have little tells."

"What?" I asked.

"Yeah." He nodded. "You're dimples become a little more prominent, and you bite your right cheek."

"Oh, great." I shook my head. "You're not mad?"

He shook his head. "No, I get it."

"You do?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yeah, Dean and I used to be stuck in motel rooms together all the time, but we had each other, and it was still boring." He shrugged. "And even after Dean was allowed to go hunting with Dad, I had you to keep me busy. So I can't imagine how bored or lonely you must be whenever we leave you."

I shrugged.

"Where'd you go anyway?" Sam asked.

"Just down the street, there's an arcade a couple doors over," I said.

He nodded. "I'd rather you at least tell me, so I know where you are in case something happens. That doesn't mean I want you to leave the motel, because I'd rather you stay where we left you. But if you get restless, just tell me."

"Dean would never be okay with that," I said.

He shrugged. "It can be between us."

"Really?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yeah, and I'll take the heat if he finds out."

I shook my head. "Why?"

He shrugged. "We gotta look out for each other, right?"

I smiled. "Yeah, so tell me what's going on with the case."

Sam sighed. "Well, the husband's pleading guilty. He said he was in control and remembers everything, even why he did it."

"Why did he do it?" I asked.

"She made plans without asking him if it was okay, and he snapped," Sam said.

I raised my eyebrows. "Wow, what an overreaction."

Sam nodded. "But he said he loved her, and they were happy. That's when Dean pulled out his credit card history."

"What was on it?" I asked.

"Some sketchy stuff," Sam said, "Turns out the guy had been going to a strip club and met this girl named Jasmine."

I nodded. "Oh, so that's why Dean was so excited earlier."

Sam nodded and laughed. "Yeah. The husband said he never wanted to go to the strip club, but his friend was having a bachelor party, and when they got there, Jasmine walked right up to him. He said everything about her was perfect. So, he started seeing her in secret."

"Did his wife find out?" I asked.

Sam shook his head. "He said she had no clue."

"Then I don't get it." I shrugged. "He just snapped?"

"He said he did it for Jasmine. Apparently, she told him that they could be together forever if he killed his wife," Sam explained, "After he did it, they were supposed to meet up, but she never showed. He doesn't know where she lives, her last name, he doesn't even know her real first name."