I Ran Away to You (Dean Winchester)

Chapter 5

We were all currently in a diner a couple weeks later in the search of another hunt. Dean was mowing down on his pie while Sam was reading through the papers and I was looking on the internet using the diners free WIFI. Sam was unsuccessful at finding anything that looked remotely suspicious but I ended up finding something interesting in Ohio.

"I think I found something." I said a little nervously, glancing at them from over the laptop. In all honesty, I had a right to be nervous; this was the first time I would be bringing up a possible case to them.

"Okay, shoot." Sam said, closing the newspaper he had in front of him and giving me his full attention.

I glanced at Dean only to see him shovel another mouth full of pie into his mouth. Even acting like a pig, he still seemed so endearing, "Well, there are two women who died in Cincinnati Ohio." I started.

"What's so odd about that? People die all the time. It doesn't necessarily mean anything supernatural." Dean said, taking a gulp of beer.

"Well...they both killed themselves."

"Still not supernatural."

"One set themselves on fire and the other slit their own throat." I said and then quickly added before I could be interrupted, "I don't know about you but if I were going to kill myself I would do it quick and painless. Neither of these women were quick and painless."

Dean stopped chewing and looked to his brother before looking back at me. He seemed to be considering what I was saying at least, which was something. I was beginning to think he would keep brushing this off. He shared another look with Sam – a silent conversation that I wish I was in on – and then went back to eating.

"So if this really is a case..." Sam started.

"Which I believe it is." I cut in.

"...Okay, the victims should have something in common. If it was a spirit, the MO would be the same but since it's different, there has to be some other common denominator." Sam explained.

I looked through both the articles again and spoke without looking up at them, "Uh...Physical features were completely different, one was short and blonde the other a tall ginger..." I was getting more discouraged the more I read through the articles. "Okay, maybe you're right...other than being newly engaged they have nothing in common at all."

"Well that's something." Dean said, finally finished his meal, "Let's go check it out."

I perked up and looked at him, "Really?" I said smiling.

He raised an eyebrow at how happy I just became, "You're way too excited about this fighting evil business."

I blushed and smiled sheepishly, "Sorry. It's not that I want there to be something evil that's killing people. I just want to be good at this." I said and then jumped to my feet quickly, "So let's go!"

Dean threw down some money and stood up, "Now hold on just a second. We're going to check it out, that doesn't mean anything is necessarily wrong."

"Oh, I know." I said and smiled as I walked out the door, completely missing the amused look Sam shot his older brother.

It was about a two hour drive to Cincinnati from the small town diner we were in. Once we were there though, we decided to check out the first victims' house; her name was Kelly Hanover. She ended up setting herself on fire – effectively ending her life – about a week and a half a go. She ended up not only having her obituary in the paper but also making second page news of the local paper.

We pulled up outside the back split house at around 8:00pm. The lights were off indicating that either no one was home or the fiancé – Jordan Elmstrong – was asleep. Either way, the lights being off was enough for Dean to want to break in.