025. lizzie borden house

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Sam is sitting in the library with Athena on his lap and he's on his laptop. Larissa is sitting across from them and reading.

"Yo." Dean walks in with three beers. "Don't suppose you got a 20 on the darkness."

"Uh, well, I thought I had something earlier. Half a town flipped their gourds and started attacking people." Sam says, taking the beer. "But it turns out they'd eaten rabid possum meat."

"Okay, they do realize that possum is a giant rat, right?" Dean asks.

"It's a marsupial." Sam corrects.

"Huh?"

"Not the point." Athena reaches for Sam's beer. "Ah. No. Nope, not for you."

"Daddy!" Athena whines.

"No. It's a grown up drink, baby." Sam says which makes Athena start crying.

"Hey, hey, hey, munchkin." Dean calls. "Look what Uncle Dean's got." Athena looks at the bottle of chocolate milk he's waving around. "Huh? What do you say to this?" Athena stops crying and takes the bottle. "Yeah. There we go." He ruffles the young girl's hair.

"Crisis averted. Check this out." Sam says, turning the laptop to Dean. "Um, a couple was ax murdered in Fall Rivers, Massachusetts at... wait for it... the Lizzie Borden bed and Breakfast museum."

"A B&B and a museum. Yeah, that doesn't sound like a tourist trap at all." Dean says.

"I mean, the thing is the inn was Lizzie Borden's actual house. In 1892, she hacked up her mom and stepdad there. Or allegedly hacked them up. She was acquitted and spent the rest of her days in Fall Rivers hounded and persecuted by the townspeople."

"So you're thinking revenge killing?" Dean asks and Sam shrugs. "Why now? It was probably some psycho fan who's seen too many slasher flicks."

"Could be, but the inn was locked up. No signs of entry or exit. Half a dozen guests. None of whom saw or heard any intruders." Sam says.

"Well, maybe the intruder was actually competent. Wait a minute. I know what this is. This has something to do with your freaky fetish for serial killers."

"It's not a fetish."

"Oh, please. I bet you two roleplay serial killers all the time in the bedroom."

"No. No, that's-- that's disgusting, Dean." Larissa says.

"You've always wanted to see that house." Dean tells Sam.

"Dean, two people are dead. In Lizzie Borden's home, we got no leads on Amara, I say we check this out." Sam shuts his laptop and stands up, readjusting Athena in his grip.

"Lizzie?" Athena questions.

"See? She wants to go." Sam motions to the two year old making Dean roll his eyes. "Besides, the entire Borden clan is buried in Fall Rivers -- including Lizzie."

"What do you want to do about Cas?" Dean asks.

"Oh, he's knee deep binge watching The Wire. Just started season 2." Sam says.

"Oh, he's not coming out any time soon. All right." Dean says.

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"So, I guess now Lizzie Borden has her own doll." Sam says as they walk around inside the lobby of the museum and B&B. Sam is holding Athena who is asleep.

"Yeah, went a little overboard on the crazy eyes." Dean says.

"No, it's absolutely not a crime scene anymore." Their attention goes to the innkeeper who is on the phone. "The room's been cleaned and you're not even on the same floor. There's no reason to cancel." He sighs and hangs the phone up.

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