𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧

Chapter 3-Looking For Her Body

Once nighttime arrives we leave the library heading to the bridge we were at earlier today as we get out of the car walking towards the edge of the bridge looking down at the river that resides below.

"So, this is where Constance took the swan dive." Dean said making me roll my eyes at him "so, you think dad would've been here?" Sam asked him "well, he's chasing the same story, and we're chasing him." I said glancing at him as I continued walking "okay, so now what?" Sam questioned "now we keep digging until we find him. It might take a while." Dean replied as he walked alongside me.

"Dean, I told you...I've gotta be back by Monday..." Sam said "Monday...right. The interview." Dean replied as he turned to look at him "yeah." Sam mumbled "yeah, I forgot. You're really serious about this, aren't you? You think your just gonna become some lawyer? Marry your girl?" Dean asked him "maybe. Why not?" Sam asked him.

"Does Jessica know the truth about you? I mean, does she know about the things you've done?" Dean asked him once more as I stood there awkwardly watching them waiting for them to be done with their stupid argument, so we can get back to the case "no, and she's not ever going to know." Sam replied as he took a step closer to Dean.

"Well, that's healthy. You can pretend all you want, Sammy. But sooner or later you're gonna have to fess up to who you really are." Dean said as he continued walking down the bridge while Sam and I followed him "and who's that?" Sam asked him "you're one of us." Dean replied with a smirk on his face as he glanced at me while winking.

"No, I'm not like you. This is not going to be my life." Sam said as he stood in front of him "you have a responsibility..." Dean said before Sam cut him off "to dad? And his crusade? If it weren't for pictures...I wouldn't even know what mom looks like. And what difference would it make? Even if we do find the thing that killed her...mom's gone. And she isn't coming back." Sam replied.

Hearing a loud bang I look up to see Sam pinned to the bridge railing from the collar of his shirt by Dean "don't talk about her like that." Dean muttered angrily as I looked to side not wanting to see them fight I see a woman standing on the railing about to jump as she takes a glance at me "Dean, Sam." I said making them turn to look at me seeing the exact same thing I was seeing.

The woman leans forward falling off the edge of the rail as the boys run over to where she just was I jump at the sound of a loud engine making me turn to see the Impala has now turned on "Addie! Run!" Dean yelled as I sprinted down the bridge quickly until finally the three of us jump over the edge of the railing I look down to see myself dangling over the edge.

"Oh, my god!" I yelled fearfully "Addie. Hang on." Sam shouted as he pulled me up onto the edge of the railing "Dean?! Dean?!" Sam yelled as he looked around for him while I did the same finally seeing him pull himself out of the water and onto the ground "you alright?!" I asked him "I'm super." Dean replied giving us a thumbs up.

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Once we got back to the Impala Dean checked it over to make sure his baby was okay shortly after he was finished he leaned on it while me and Sam did the same

"Your car alright?" I asked him as I glanced at him "yeah, whatever she did to it...seems all right now. That Constance chick, what a bitch!" Dean angrily yelled "well, she doesn't want us digging around, that's for sure. So, where's the job go from here, genius?" I asked him as he flicked mud off of his shoulder "you smell like a toilet." Sam said as he chuckled.

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Finally arriving at the motel that's in town Dean places a VersaBank MasterCard onto the front desk "one room, please." He said making the receptionist look up at him "you guys having a reunion or something?" The receptionist asked us "what do you mean?" I asked him with a look of confusion on my face "I had another guy, Burt Aframian. He came and bought out a room for the whole month." The receptionist replied.

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Finding the supposed room I leaned down beginning to pick the lock until finally I get it open as I stand up watching the door swing open I walk inside with Sam following closely behind me before he turned around grabbing Dean by the collar of his jacket yanking him inside the room shutting the door behind them before turning around seeing all the papers posted up on each of the walls.

"Whoa." I whispered while switching the light on seeing a half eaten hamburger on the nightstand holding it up to my nose as I take a whiff before throwing it down in disgust "I don't think he's been here for a couple of days, at least." I said turning to look at them.

"Salt, cats-eye shells...he was worried. Trying to keep something from coming in." Sam said looking around while Dean walked over to all the papers plastered on the wall "what have you got here?" I asked him as I walked over standing next to him "Centennial Highway victims." He replied sending a glance my way.

"I don't get it. I mean, different men, different jobs...ages, ethnicities. There's always a connection, right? What do these guys have in common?" Dean said looking at all the pictures on the wall while Sam walked over to another wall looking at the things on their.

"Dad figured it out." Sam said as he turned to look at us "what do you mean?" I asked him "he found the Sam article we did. Constance Welch. She's a woman in white." Sam replied "you sly dog...all right, so if we're dealing with a woman in white...dad would have found the corpse and destroyed it." I said making my way towards him.

"She might have another weakness." Sam mumbled "well, Dad would want to make sure. He'd dig her up. Does it say where she's buried?" Dean asked him "no, not that I can tell. If I were dad though, I'd go ask her husband. If he's still alive." Sam replied "all right. Why don't you, uh, see if you can find an address, I'm gonna get cleaned up." Dean said as he made his way towards the bathroom.

"Hey, Dean. What I said earlier, about mom and dad, I'm sorry." Sam mumbled making him stop in his tracks as he turned to look at him "no chick-flick moments." Dean replied holding up his hand at him "all right. Jerk." I said "bitch." Dean replied before walking away.