Trouble

Dolls?

(Outfit Victoria wears at top)

Victoria's POV:

I've been in the car for 6 hours already.

"When are we going to get there." I said for the twentieth time.

"When I pull into the motel parking lot is when we get there." Dean said. I rolled my eyes.

"So what are we gonna do when we get there?" I asked.

"We'll all change into our professional clothes and go meet the little girl. Then we'll go observe the bodies of the parents." Sam said.

"I love it when you talk all smart." I said with a cheesy wink. He laughed and so did I.

We continued talking for a little bit till Dean swerved off the side of the road.

"Dude! What was that about." I shouted. He clenched his jaw and turned around looking out the back window.

"You didn't see that guy standing in the street?" He asked.

"No. What guy?" Sam and I said in unison.

"I swear I just saw a guy on the road." He said.

"Well you're probably just hallucinating." I said. He nodded his head and continued driving.

When we got to the motel we all sat on one bed.

"I'm gonna go change." I said. I went into the bathroom and changed. When I came out the guys were staring at me.

"Is it professional looking enough?" I asked. They nodded their heads and continued changing.

When we were all finished we grabbed our guns and fake I.D's. We got into the car and drove to see the girl.

When we arrived we planned a little bit more.

"Okay don't bombard her with questions. Just keep it simple and don't make her scared." I told them. They nodded their heads and we went to the front porch.

Dean knocked on the door and a teenage girl opened it.

"May I help you?" She asked.

"Umm yes I'm agent Hasen and I'm here with my other agents. Agent Jones and Agent Smith." Sam said.

We raised pulled out the I.D card.

"Oh come in. I'm Sara." She said and opened the door. We walked inside and sat on the couch.

"May we talk to your little sister?" I asked. She nodded her head and went upstairs.

Her sister walked down and sat on the couch across from us.

"Am I in trouble?" She asked.

"No sweetheart. We're just here to ask a few questions." I said.

"Oh okay." She said.

"What happened to your mommy and daddy?" I asked.

"I swear I didn't do it! The dolls did! They had big red eyes and they moved by themselves." She said.

I flinched a little and looked at Sam.

"Did they ever talk to you?" Sam asked.

"Nope not once." She said.

"Okay I'm gonna go upstairs and talk to your sister. These guys are gonna talk to you okay?" I said.

She nodded her head and I went upstairs.

"Sara? May I speak to you?" I asked. She opened her bedroom door and let me in.

Her room was simple. It was white and it had a few band posters on the walls.

"What happened on the night your parents died?" I asked.

"All I remember was I woke up in the morning and I called their names but they didn't respond. So I went into their room and they were surrounded in blood. And I lifted the covers and their hands weren't attached to their bodies." She said crying.

"Okay that'll be all." I said and went back downstairs.

"Agents lets go." I said. They got up and headed towards the door.

"Thanks for your time" we said. We got into the car and I told them the whole story the girl told me.

"Well the little girl said she heard footsteps so she got out of bed and saw the dolls and she was to scared to say anything so she went back to bed." Dean told me.

"This is giving me the creeps. Let's just go inspect the bodies." I said. They nodded their heads.