Precious

Back in the hunt

"Sam dad went on a hunting trip and hasn't come back." Dean said seriously.

"Jess could you give us a second." Sam said staring at Dean.

Jess gave Sam one last look before leaving the room. Sam turned his attention back to Dean.

After a few minutes of talking Sam conceded and told Dean he'd go with him to look for dad but only if he was back by Monday.

"What do you mean your going? Your brother just shows up and says your father's hasn't been back from as hunting trip and your gone. What about your interview?" Jess asked.

"I'll be back by Monday Jess." Sam reassured sitting Jess on his knee.

"Okay." She sighed. Jess wrapped her arms around Sam breathing in his scent.

Sam looked back at the house as he sat in the passenger seat.

It wasn't long before we reached our destination. There were cops parked all around the bridge. Dean grabbed two badges out of a box and handed me one.

"Officer can you tell us what happened?" Sam asked politely.

"Car dumped here. Blood all over the car but the bodies no where to be found." The cop explained eyeing Dean and Sam.

"Not a surprise." Dean scoffed.

Sam stomped on Dean's foot.

"Thank you sir." Sam said.

The two of them walked back to the car. Dean smacked Sam upside the head. Sam rubbed the back of his head.

"What was that for?" Sam asked.

"Why'd you stomp on my foot?" Dean retorted.

"You were so rude." Sam said.

"They have no idea what's really out there and you know it." Dean replied angrily.

After researching on the women we now know as Constance we went to find somewhere to stay.

Dean handed his card to the man at the desk.

"Are you guys having a family reunion?" He asked.

"What?" Dean asked confused.

"Another guy came and reserved a room for a month." He explained.

"Yeah. Family reunion. Do you mind giving us a key to his room?" Dean asked looking at Sam.

The man gave us the key yawning. We took the key and headed to dad's room. We entered his room finding salt lining the windows.

"Looks like he was trying to keep something out." Sam said taking a pinch of the salt.

Dean looked around at all the pictures stopping at one in particular.

"Women in white." Dean whispered.
Sam walked over and looked at the picture.

"Why didn't dad get rid of her? Burn her bones." Dean asked no one in particular.

"I have no idea." Sam replied. "Maybe he was looking for another way to get rid of her."

Dean frowned before flopping onto the bed. Sam sat on the other bed pondering the information.

It wasn't long before the boys fell asleep.

Sam's dream

It was Jess. She was stuck on the wall. A blue fire blew out from around her engulfing the whole room. A womens voice called out to me. It wasn't Jess's. It was sweet and melodical but it was also sad and longing.
"Help me. Save me." The voice called out over and over again.

Sam flung up in bed sweating. He looked around finding Dean on the other bed. Sam laid back down staring at the wall. As light filtered through the small cracks inbetween the two curtains.

Dean slowly rolled out of bed getting dressed.

"I'm going to go get something to eat you want something?" Dean asked.

"No I'm good." He answered.

Dean left closing the door behind him. He looked around seeing the cops looking at him. Dean pulled out his phone calling Sammy.

"Cops are here you better get moving Sammy." Dean warned.

Sam peaked out the window to see Dean getting arrested. Sam slipped out of the house walking calmly to the impala.