Chapter 7

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The Impala spits up dust as it pull into the gravel driveway of an older, beaten down home. 

"You sure this is the place?" asks Dean, "it doesn't look like a house you would raise a family in." 

Sam looks at Dean, "well, motels aren't the best place to be raised in but we did it. And yes I'm sure." 

Dean shakes his head, "okay okay, let's go." 

They both get out of the Impala and walk to the front door. Dean knocks twice when a middle aged woman with dirty blonde hair and a small build answers the door. 

"Can I help you?" she asks while she looks at the boys. 

"Mrs. Kennedy?" Sam asks. 

"Yes, that's me," she answers. 

"We are Agents Douglas and Nicks," as they flip open their badges and close them again. "We are here to see if you were willing to talk to us about the death of your daughter, Maison," Sam says, trying to be respectful. 

"Of course," she says as she lets the boys inside the door and into the foyer, "how can my daughter's death be of any use for the FBI? She died from pneumonia eight years ago?" Mrs. Kennedy asks, looking puzzled. 

"Yes, we understand that; that's why we're here. We wanted to ask if you knew anything else behind her sickness because as you may know, people in the last few have died in similar ways as your daughter died," Dean says after he clears his throat. 

Mrs. Kennedy suddenly changes posture and replies, "no, my Maison died after an afternoon in the rain with my late husband. She died from pneumonia, gentlemen. Now excuse me but I have things I need to get done today." She stands up and walks to the door.

"Well, thank you for talking with us. Have a good day ma'am," Sam says as they step outside and the door closed behind them. 

They turn away from the house and walk back to the car. "Well, she's clearly hiding something. Did you see the books on the table? I'm pretty sure they were in Latin," Dean says as he gets into the Impala while Sam does the same. 

"So what do you want to do now? I think she knows more than what she let on. Watch her all day or go speak with someone else?" asks Dean as he starts the car and backs it out of the driveway. 

Sam thinks for a minute and says, "how about we go over to the hospital and talk to Dr. Gill again. He may be willing to tell us more, assuming he's available to talk."

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