𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛[𝙳.𝚆]

023

When we get to the Shoemaker household we notice Donna and her sister aren't home, which makes things much easier. To get inside, Charlie picks up a spare key that was placed under a rock by the entrance and opens the front door.

She waits downstairs while we go check out the bathroom mirror Steven died in front of. I lean on the door frame as Sam and Dean kneel next to the mirror. Using the black light again, Sam shines it on the back of the mirror and the same handprint comes up, along with a name.

"Linda Shoemaker." Sam reads out loud.

"Do you think that was his wife, sister, or daughter?" Dean asks us, standing tall again.

"I'm guessing wife? I mean, that's usually the case, right? Spouse gets too angry at the other, then things elsculate." I say with a shrug. I lean away from the frame when I hear conversation downstairs. Either Charlie has lost it and started talking to herself, or someone was home.

"I think we've got company." I tell the boys, leaving the room. They followed behind me to the steps, and there at the bottom was Charlie and Donna. You could tell Donna didn't look happy to see us. I couldn't blame her.

"What are you doing in my house?" Donna asks suspiciously. She sharply turns to Charlie. "Did you let them inside my house?" She bit out.

"Yes, but Donna, please, just listen to what they have to say." Charlie begs.

"I know this must seem strange, but we're just trying to help." Sam tries to reassure Donna, walking down the steps. Once at the bottom, he steps off and stands next to the stair's newel, Dean and I standing on the last step.

"Did your father ever get into any nasty arguments with a woman named Linda?" I ask bluntly. Everyone looks at me like I was crazy.

"Excuse me? That's not any of your business." She says more harshly than before.

"Please just answer the question." I sigh.

"Once in a while, yeah." Donna says plainly with narrowed eyes. I nod my head.

"Were you related to her?" Dean asks Donna this time. She looks between the three of us.

"Why are you asking me all this?"

"Look, we're sorry, but it's important." Sam tells her instead.

"Yeah. Linda's my mom, okay? And she overdosed on sleeping pills. It was an accident, and that's it." She finalizes sternly. I frown, sharing a look with Dean.

"I think you should leave." Donna says.

"Donna, just listen-"

"Get out of my house!" She shouts over Dean, stomping away angrily. I sigh loudly and shake my head.

"Oh, my god. Do you really think her dad could've killed her mom?" Charlie asks in disbelief.

"Seems likely." I half shrug.

"I think I should stick around." She suggests and we nod our heads in agreement.

"Alright, but whatever you, don't-" Dean starts to warn her, but she cuts him off.

"Believe me, I won't say it."

"Good. Give us a call if anything happens, alright? Anything." I tell her. She gives a small nod and we take our leave.

Sam, Dean, and I get back to our motel and we head to their room to continue doing research on any Mary's that have died in the area, or around the area. Of course we got nothing, and I was beat. Running on coffee and fumes was starting to not work and I could barely keep my eyes open, but I kept pushing through.