Chapter 3

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PRESLEY

Dean, Kyla, and had to chase after Sam. We had gone into his apartment to find him looking up at the ceiling as his girlfriend, Jess, burned up in flames. He then agreed to hunt with us so he could find whatever did this to their mom and Jess. We went on a few hunts. We came across a Wendigo and a ghost drowning people as we chased after their dad. We came  across many other things like demons on a plane but right now we were doing a case on Bloody Mary. Me and Dean have become closer. Same with Kyla and Sam. Its been 6 months of fighting ghosts, demons, and other supernatural creatures. Sam had been having dreams about Jess's death. But this case was different. It was the first time me and Dean had a connection.  

"Hey is the docter here? We are college students from ugh Columbus. And we are writing a paper so we need to see Shoemaker's corpse." Dean explained. The man looked at him. We hadn't brought Kyla in so it was just us three.

"The docter is not in. He'll be back in an hour." He said. That didn't satisfiy Dean.

"Come on. Couldn't you just show us or something." He asked with a cocky smile. Me and Sam looked at each other.

"No." The man said. Dean's just started to laugh and turn to the other wall. Sam patted his shoulder and went where Dean had been standing. He pulled out his wallet and some money. He threw it in front of the man and Dean just sighed. The man grabbed the money and said to follow him. As Sam started to move Dean grabbed his shoulder and turned him around.

"Dude I earned that money." He told him.

"You won it in a poker game." I just followed the man while those two idiots squabbled. I turned to the man as he went to the other side of the table.

"So the daughter found him. She said his eyes were bleeding." I said to the man. I felt Dean and Sam come stand next to me.

"Oh more than that. His eyes were practicaly liquified." He pulled the blanket away from Shoemaker's face. His eyes looked gone but they weren't.

"Any sign of struggle?" Dean asked.

"Nope. Besides the daughter he was all alone." He replied.

"Whats the official cause of death?" Sam looked away from the body.

"Docs not sure. He thinks massive stroke or anurism. Something bursted up in there, thats for sure." The man replied sighing. I looked down at Shoemaker's face again.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"Intence cerebral bleeding. He's got more blood in the skull than anyone I've ever seen." The man said.

"Can we see the police reports? You know for our paper?" Dean said.

"You know I'm not really supposed to show you that." The man smirked expecting more money. Sam pulled out his wallet.

Once we were done looking at the police reports we went to the Shoemaker's house to talk to the daughter. We walked in to see people in black and photos of the man all over the place.

"I think we might be a little under dressed." Kyla said as we walked in. Me and Dean nodded and looked around. I grabbed his wrist and pulled him back from going any further. He gave me a questioning look but shrugged it off. I pointed to a girl with short hair who was crowded by a group of other teenage girls probably her friends. 

"There she is." I said. Dean nodded and walked towards her. 

"You must be Donna right?" Dean asked. The girl next to her looked at Dean like he was hot. Which he is. I started to get jealous but I played it cool and walked around to his other side. He noticed and raised an eyebrow. I gave him a get with it look.

"Yes I am." she sniffled a bit.

"Uh we're really sorry." Sam said. 

"Thank you." She nodded. Dean and I started with our questions. I noticed a little girl sitting behind Donna. She turned around like she had heard our conversation.

"It wasn't a stoke." She said, "It was Bloody Mary." I looked up at Dean. He returned the look. After we finished talking to the little girl we creeped up the stairs to where the crime happened. We opened the bathroom door to find blood stains on the tile floor. It was right in front of the mirror.

"Right in front of the mirror." I said. Then I thought, "Hey kids all over the country play Bloody Mary and don't die from it."

"Maybe they just die from it here. Exactly what I was thinking." Dean said as he looked around the bathroom.

"Where did Bloody Mary originate?" Kyla asked. We heard footsteps. It was the girl eyeing Dean. 

"What are you guys doing up here?" She asked.

"Bathroom." Dean replied with a smirk.

"Who are you. Oh and that speech down stairs. You guys didn't work with Donna's dad. He worked by himself. So you tell me whats going on or I'll scream." She said crossing her arms.

"Your a tough tiger aren't ya?" Dean smiled. I stomped on his foot making him cringe. He gave me a look. 

"Well we don't think he died of a stroke. We think it was something else." I answered the girl. 

"Like what?" She asked. "We don't know yet." Sam answered. We talked a while longer and gave the girl our number. 

DEAN

We went to the library to reasearch how Bloody Mary could be tied to the town. But that wasn't really on my mind. All I could think about was how Presley flirted with me over the past 6 months. I started to think that maybe I liked her. She was hot, a hunter, smart, funny and other stuff I really found attractive in a woman. Sam snapped me out of thinking about that. 

"Well there are a lot of legends about this girl that could or couldn't be true." He said as he looked at the library computer, "Some say shes a witch to an evil bride." 

"Maybe shes a stripper." I said. Sam looked at me like I was immature.

"What?" He looked back at his computer. I shrugged and scrolled through the page. Then the computer turned off and so did Sam's.

"Shit." I said, "Looks like we gotta do this the old fashioned way." I pointed to the books.

A couple hours later we were back at the hotel doing research with the books we checked out. I had my feet up on the desk with Presley sitting next to me with her chair. I looked up at her. Her blonde hair was over her shoulders. She looked up at me and I just looked away quickly. Sam was asleep on the bed and Kyla was at the kitchen table. Sam woke up suddenly. 

"Dean? Why'd you let me fall asleep?" He asked.

"Because I'm a good brother." I answered smirking, "So what was your dream about?" 

"Lollipops and Candy Canes." He answered seriously. I smiled.

"Ya sure." I said.

" So ya find anything?" He asked sitting up.

"Besides a buttload of fustration? No." I said. Presley's phone started to ring she picked it up and said hello. She looked at me with her eyes wide.

"Ok meet us at the park." She said and hung up.

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