The Haunting of Lockwood Estates | Nancy Drew x Supernatural Crossover 01

Chapter 32 - Nancy

Lockwood Estates

Blackridge, New Hampshire

Tuesday 11 March 2008

Elicia yanks me backwards, over to where Edward is bound.

"Who are you," Sam asks, narrowing his eyes, "Really."

"Elicia Hill," she says smoothly, "But, you knew that already. What you probably didn't know is I am a direct descendent of Zephaniah Woodbury."

"But Nora is the last living Woodbury," Dean says slowly.

"Dean, there is a difference between the last of a family name and the last of a family line." Elicia gives a wicked smirk, adjusting her grip on the knife, "Nora Woodbury is the last descendent of Zephaniah to carry his name. Meanwhile, I am still his blood. The last one who is worthy of the name. You think Nora could do this? Even when she was still able-bodied?"

"And why are you doing this?" I ask, with a nervous swallow, careful not to lean into the blade. Elicia's nails dig into my arm, even through my jacket.

Edward stirs. Thank God he's alive.

"My family line is very special, Nancy Drew," she hisses into my ear, "Blessed by God to do great things."

"Is that right," I pant, trying to keep my footing on the wet floor. She keeps pulling me backwards, forcing me to stay on the balls of my feet.

"It is," she says cheerfully. "And when that bitch daughter of Zephaniah slept with Sherman Lockwood? Well."

"'That bitch daughter?'" Sam repeats in confusion, hands out placatingly, "You mean Agitha? Isn't she your blood too?"

"She betrayed the line," Elicia spits out, "She sullied the water. It had to be taken care of. Zephaniah should have just killed Caroline the moment she was born, but no, he had a lapse in judgement. A mistake he did not make again once he found out she was working for Sherman. And when Zephaniah found out that Sherman was going to publicly say Caroline was his daughter..."

"He killed him," I finish, gulping. I feel the blade cut into my skin. I grimace.

Elicia clicks her tongue. "I thought you were a better detective, Nancy Drew. No. Zephaniah killed Caroline in front of Sherman, with Sherman's own blade." She shakes me. "This blade in fact. Sherman felt so guilty, he hung himself."

"You guys are just one family of wackjobs," Dean says with a glare. His hands are clenched in anger.

"Call it what you want. The real wackjobs are the family members who decided to ignore Zephaniah's teachings. Such as that weak lump, Nora. I should have killed her too, but it would have been too suspicious."

"Ah," Dean says in mock understanding, clapping his hands together. "Makes perfect sense."

I glance over at Sam. He is slowly edging over to where Dean dropped his duffel. I see the silent request in his eyes.

Stall.

I chew on my cheek. "So why go after Edward? Why did you kill those people, huh?"

"I didn't kill anybody," Elicia says innocently, "Caroline did. HEY! Sam, stop moving please?" She tightens her grip on me.

He grits his teeth and freezes, and then takes a deep breath through his nose. "...But you lured them here."

"I did."

"Why?"

Elicia cocks her head, and I feel her hair on the side of my neck.

"Dear boy. It's all about Caroline. I couldn't figure out how to shut up Sherman's spirit, and then you three jokers found out she was the daughter. It was only a matter of time before Edward did the same. I had to get him out of the way. But he was just superstitious enough to keep away from the property at night, so I had to do something. Framing him for murder was a good go-to."