Better Dig Two

V

[Thin Lizzie]

Sam and Athena were sitting at the table in the bunker as Dean walked in.

"Yo," Dean greeted. "Don't suppose you two've got a 20 on the Darkness."

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

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

"It's a marsupial."

"Huh?"

"Not the point. Check this out." Sam turned the laptop so Dean could see a web page. "Um, a couple was ax murdered in Fall River, 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."

Athena looked up at Dean. "I mean, the thing is the inn was Lizzie Borden's actual house. See, in 1892, she hacked up her mom and stepdad there. Well, allegedly. She was acquitted and spent the rest of her days in Fall River hounded and persecuted by the townspeople."

"So you two are thinking revenge killing." Sam and Athena shrugged and Dean continued. "Why now? It was probably some psycho fan who's seen too many slasher fics."

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

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

Athena frowned. "I don't have a fetish. It's a... fascination."

Sam nodded. "It's not a fetish."

Dean looked between them. "You two always wanted to see that house!"

"Dean, two people are dead. In Lizzie Borden's home. We got no leads on Amara. I say we check this out." Sam closed his laptop and rose.

Athena stood. "Besides, the entire Borden clan are buried in Fall River. Including Lizzie."

"What do you two want to do about Cas?" Dean asked.

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

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

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They drove to the Lizzie Borden B&B and walked into the museum.

"So, I guess Lizzie Borden has her own doll," Sam noted.

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

Mason, the innkeeper, was on the phone. "No, it's absolutely not a crime scene anymore. The room's been cleaned and you're not even on the same floor. There's no reason to cancel!" The person on the other end hung up and Mason sighed.

Athena raised an eyebrow. "People still freaked out about the murders, huh?"

"Some find it exciting. Can I help you boys and lady?"

"Yeah," Sam said. "We'd read about the tragedy and my friend and I are a couple of history buffs. I just wanted to ask. Do you think the killings had anything to do with Lizzie Borden? I mean her ghost, or whatever?"

"Probably some crazed fan broke in, right?" Dean guessed.

"These are great questions, guys. Ones we usually answer for our paying guests," Mason informed.