Running With a Demon *hiatus*

Chapter Two: Drowning in Lies

Sam's POV:

"Tessa.. I had a reaper trailing me whose name was Tessa," Dean stated.

She laughed, "I can assure you I'm no reaper."

I glanced down at her. She was quite short, about 5'3" maybe. Her long, flowy hair was pulled back in a French braid.

"I think it is time we go and have a chat with Susan." Dean said heading to the door, "Hopefully she knows about this ghost child."

"Nice bike by the way. It is yours right?" Dean asked Tessa.

She nodded her head.

Dean smirked and licked his lips. I smacked him in the chest and shook my head at him.

"So what did you tell Ms. Thompson?"

"Nothing except something doesn't want her or her family leaving and we are gonna to found out what," I told Tessa.

She nodded her head. "So tell me what happened when you went to see Rose."

"Well we went to Ms. Thompson- Susan's room. Knocked on the door, no one answered, so we opened the door and walked in. Looking around, we found a door that opened to reveal some stairs. At the top was a hallway with multiple doors, however, at the end there was a door halfway open. Dean pushed it open and we found Rose sitting in a wheelchair looking out the window, watching the rain. We walked in and I knelt down beside her after calling her name. I told her that we were not a threat and she didn't really respond. I realized she had had a stroke and there was no way she was doing the hoodoo. I sort of suspected a spirit, but figured maybe someone else was doing the hoodoo, but it definitely was not Rose. Dean however thought she was faking so I sarcastically said, 'What? Do you want to poke her with a stick?' And he just looks at me and shrugs, so I told him off cause we were not going to poke Rose with a stick, then Susan walks in and tells us to leave, or she would call the cops. We left the property and hide the car outside, then snuck back in just in time to save Susan from being run over by her own car. That's when I knew it was not hoodoo, despite what you thought. I was thinking it was a spirit but wondering who. Dean was hellbent on it being hoodoo and it being Rose still. Anyways, we left Susan in the bar, and came here to think."

"Oh," Tessa mumbled, her cheeks turning red slightly. She tucked a strand of hair, which had fallen from her French braid, behind her ear.

We headed back to the bar. Susan was at one of the tables. When we reached her she looked quite shaken.

Tessa asked, "Who is it your daughter plays with?"

"Who? Maggie? That's Tyler's imaginary friend."

"Imaginary?" Dean repeated.

"Maggie is not imaginary Ms. Thompson, that girl is a spirit. You, your mother and your daughter are in danger because of her!" Tessa explained.

"Where is Tyler?" I asked.

Susan's eyes widened and she got up and ran to her room. After fumbling with the door, we stepped in to see Rose's old doll collection scattering the floor, most of which were broken. Susan began calling out for Tyler and searching the place, Dean, Tessa and I joining shortly after. When it was evident that Tyler (and Maggie) were not here, I said, "Susan, tell us what you know about Maggie."

"Uh, not much. Uh...umm Tyler's been talking about her since mom got sick.."

"Okay, did you ever know anyone by that name?" I asked.

"Uh no.." she said, distraught, her eyes were threatening to shed tears.

"Just think, anyone who might have lived here.." Dean said.