sun ray, sam winchester

04 | SURPRISE

ELENORA HAD BEEN AT her father's house for ten days already. The drive– despite her not being the one behind the wheel– had exhausted her and she basically slept the whole day on the fourteenth. She did manage to recoup eventually. Being around her dad was something Elenora had missed greatly. Her step-mom wasn't bad, but she didn't really share much of a bond with her.

She hadn't been speaking to Sam and Dean much, aside from their usual morning call. Sam had begun texting her throughout the day, instead of calling, so that it was easier for her. She was soaking up time with her family, even though she did miss the Winchester boys and their banter to get her through her day. Last she heard from Sam, they were in a bar– Dean was being his usual flirty self and Sam was trying to find a case.

The night so far was quiet. Her dad and step-mom were already sleeping after a long day in the pool, while Clara sat outside on the deck with Noelle. It was just Elenora in her room, so when her phone rang, it gave her more freedom to talk.

"Hey, Ella." Sam's voice greeted her. She could hear loud, drunk chatter behind him. "I hope it's okay that I'm calling you. I'm sorry, I should've texted and asked first."

"Hey, Sam." she greeted back. "You're totally fine, I'm all alone right now. I assume you're calling because you've found a case. Anything interesting happening in the world of Winchester?"

"Potential case. Two people– the Telescas– found dead in New Paltz, New York, in their home." Sam said. New Paltz was thirty minutes from Elenora's dad's house, but Sam didn't seem to realize, so she didn't mention it, in case it was weird. "Throats were slit, no prints, no murder weapons, all doors and windows were locked from the inside. Our dad noted three murders in the same area of Upstate New York. First one was in 1912, the second one in 1945, and the third in 1970. The same M.O. as the Telescas – the throats were slit, the house was locked from the inside. We're heading out first thing tomorrow morning."

"Sounds interesting." Elenora said. "You thinking spirit? I know I don't know my stuff yet, but that sounds like a spirit."

"Could be. But, it still could be something else. Can't definitely say until we get there."

"Of course." she trailed off, not sure what else to say.

Sam awkwardly said he had to go and they called it a night.

Sometimes, Elenora really hated how short some of their phone calls were. She'd really grown to like both Winchester boys, and it did suck that they were so busy. However, she did have a surprising amount of fun, helping them out with cases. The research was fascinating, and did a lot to fill her free time. Not to mention, it was a bit gratifying, she thought, when something she suggested ended up helping them. Especially due to the fact that both boys always make sure she knows they're grateful. Researching, learning, and solving problems was always a big interest of hers.

The next morning, Sam wasted no time in calling her. Once again, the house was quiet. Alex, Penelope, and Clara were sleeping in late. It was Elenora awake, with Noelle in her arms as she ate. After their usual greetings, he got right to it. "So, I checked the history of the Telescas house. No history of hauntings, violent crimes, and nothing strange about the family, either."

"Alright, not a spirit, so what is it?"

"Dean suspected a cursed object, but the house is literally empty. All of the furniture and stuff, it's all gone. Turns out it's being auctioned, which is where we're headed now."

"I never understood why people would take furniture from a house that people died in. Or move into a house people died in." Elenora said. "There was a murder a few houses down the street from my Nonna and Nonno's house when I was a kid. People moved in there a few years ago. That would just creep me out. Especially now, knowing that spirits and cursed objects exist."