Sam, after a few hours' run, had come back to find Dean in their room with a bottle of, most likely liquor, in his hand and holding a bag of frozen peas to the small of his back. Sam arched his eyebrow but knew better than to ask, going instead to find Amelia sitting on her bed with papers surrounding her about the case and others that might be connected. If it wasn't the bashed-in wall or the shards of glass everywhere that Amelia hadn't bothered to clean up, it was their twitchy but nonchalant attitude they were giving Sam that led him to instantly realize they had fought.
At least they are both still alive, Sam sighed to himself as he walked back to their room. He could already tell that this fight wasn't getting fixed anytime soon. He unlocked the door to the boy's room, to which Dean glanced at his brother, "Where've you been?"
"Out on a run," Same set the key on the table near the window and grabbed some clean clothes, "what happened while I was gone? Seems like you aren't in a great mood."
Dean shrugged and took a swig of the brown liquor in his hand, "Nothing unusual Sammy."
Meanwhile, in Amelia's room, she had one of her old detective friends, Lyra Woods, run facial recognition on the two men that were outside her motel room, so far nothing, and just when this former Queen was about to give up, her computer dinged with a hit. She glanced over at it and her eyes widened, she grabbed her laptop and set it on her lap reading their record which only had one thing and an email from Lyra with the results:
Amelia, I hope this will help you in your search, these two need justice. Below is what I found while looking into some old files for this case.
Be careful.
Lyra
Results of Facial Recognition: Daniel Evans and Ash McMillian- One count of first-degree murder for one Amelia Ava Rose on 7/3/2000. Both were sentenced to 20 years in prison but are eligible for parole in 2012.
This shocked Amelia to her core, she knew she was murdered by someone but she didn't remember it being two people. Attached to their file was a recent picture of her gravesite just on the edge of a forest, there was a memorial for her with a cross and a beautiful floral arrangement. She now realized she had to find who was doing that, she took a deep breath and got up from the bed. Carefully walking around the glass and papers she had everywhere and went knocking on Sam and Dean's door. "Boys?" She called hesitantly, "I um, I have something to show you."
Sam went to the door and opened it, a small smile tugged at his lips, "c'mon in," he moved and she came in, laptop in her arms, "What's up?"
Amelia kept her eyes away from Dean and focused on Sam, "I seem to have something that may be of interest to us."
"About the case?" Sam closed the door behind her and went to sit at the small table, Amelia sat across from him.
"About...me," she turned her laptop to face them, "I had my police friend Lyra run facial rec on two men that came to me at my last motel. They claimed to be friends of mine but I have no recollection of them-"
"Maybe if you weren't a witchyou'd have human memories," the older Winchester mumbled as he took another swig from his bottle.
Amelia ignored him and showed Sam the results of the facial rec, "this is what it found," she slid her laptop to him and he read it out loud.
"'Daniel Evans and Ash McMillian- One count of first-degree murder for one Amelia Ava Rose on 7/3/2000.' That's the day you were murdered," he looked up at Amelia from his place at the table, "but, how are you.."
Amelia sighed and ran a hand through her hair, "The Angel of Death, said it wasn't my time and brought me to Azazel who was the ruler of Hell at the time of my death. Azazel wanted me to be his secretary and take control of all the minor things in Hell while he dealt with Sammy," she explained, "Once he had control of Sam, his powers were transferred to me and I became Queen but that came with a price of having a demon keeping me alive while I ruled."
"I mean- it does make sense," Sam mused while looking at the faces of the men on her screen and passed it to Dean to look at.
Once Dean got the laptop, he raised a brow, "Wait, we know these people Sam, they're hunters."
"Are you saying I was murdered by two of our own? But, how did they know who I was? It's not like I display my name anywhere on my stuff," Amelia leaned back in her seat as if questioning who she was.
Dean searched their file for anything linking them to Amelia, "they knew your parents, looks like they worked with them in the past."
"I know my parents, they'd never mention me willing not unless they had to."
Dean set his bag of now unfrozen peas down on the nightstand and continued to search, "there's footage here of them at your motel room, looks like this is why facial rec picked up on them," he pulled up the video and spun the laptop around so Sam and Amelia could see it.
The video showed two men, one bigger built, as Amelia had guessed, muscular with a full beard and head of messy brown hair wearing something like , "that one has to be Ash". The other man was smaller in size compared to the second man, not as muscular either with a goatee, bad sideburns, and neatly combed jet black hair, wearing something like "and this has to be Daniel. They said something about not having last time happen again."
Sam looked to Dean, "Dean if they're alive they could be looking for us too knowing we know them."
"Sam, I don't think they'd-" Just as Dean was about to finish, a knock emulated from the door.
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Time to Remember
FanfictionAmelia Rose, the former Queen of Hell, has found herself looking for answers about those two people who had killed her. She ends up getting much more than what she bargained for when she runs into an old lover and has to fight the memory of her past.
