A Queen

Season 1 Episode 5 - Bloody Mary

                "Sam, wake up." Dean called out from the front seat. I had been reading the new book Dean had 'not' gotten me, Dark Lover by J.R. Ward, when he started showing signs of a nightmare. Sitting up, he looked around the car, confused.

"I take it I was having a nightmare?" He asked.

"Yeah, another one."

"Hey, at least I got some sleep." Sam replied. Reaching up, I popped him in the back of the head with my book.

"Doesn't count." I told him.

"You know, sooner or later, we're gonna have to talk about this." Dean spoke up, but Sam ignored him.

"Are we here?"

"Yup. Welcome to Toledo, Ohio."

"So what do you think really happened to this guy?" He asked, picking up the newspaper Dean had circled the Shoemaker obituary in yesterday.

"That's what we're gonna find out." Dean replied before getting out of the car and opening my door for me. We made our way into the hospital, following the signs for the morgue.

"I hate hospitals." I spoke up. "It smells funny in here."

"Hey." A rather bored looking morgue technician spoke up when we reached the desk.

"Hey." Dean answered him.

"Can I help you?"

"Yeah. We're the, uh... med students."

"Sorry?"

"Oh, Doctor – " Dean paused, looking over at the nameplate for the doctor before continuing, "-Figlavitch didn't tell you? We talked to him on the phone. He, uh, we're from Ohio State. He's supposed to show us the Shoemaker corpse. It's for our paper."

"Well, I'm sorry, he's at lunch."

"Oh well he said, uh, oh, well, you know, it doesn't matter." Dean said, fumbling with his words. "You don't mind just showing us the body, do you?"

"Sorry, I can't." He said, not even looking up from his book. "Doc will be back in an hour. You can wait for him if you want."

"An hour? Ooh. We gotta be heading back to Columbus by then." Dean said, looking over to Sam for a little help.

"Yeah." Sam said.

"Uh, look, man, this paper's like half our grade, so if you don't mind helping us out – " Dean began, but the tech cut him off.

"Uh, look, man... no." Dean just laughs before turning back to us.

"I'm gonna hit him in his face, I swear." Before he could turn back to the tech, I smacked him in the arm, getting his attention.

"Let me try." I told him with a wink, walking past him to the tech's desk. I had decided to wear a lowcut tank top with one of Dean's flannels so maybe I could work this to my advantage. I stepped up to the desk, leaning down on my elbows in front of the guy, pushing my arms together to get his attention. "I'm sorry about my friend over there, he can get a little cranky sometimes." I said, pushing out my bottom lip into a bit of a pout. His eyes followed my bottom lip before falling down to my shirt. He swallowed before looking back up at me.

"It's, um... it's okay." He stuttered out.

"Do you think you could show me the body?" I asked him, running my finger along the back of his hand. "I cannot even begin to tell you how much it would help me."

"Uh, yeah, I guess it wouldn't hurt anything." He said, standing up so fast he almost knocked his chair over. "Yeah, uh, follow me." I turned back to see Sam laughing, trying to cover his face and Dean glaring at the tech. Winking at them, I turned to follow him into the morgue.