We arrive in Rock Ridge, Colorado around 10:30 in the morning. There's been a series of heart attacks, strange heart attacks. The whole car ride here I've ignored both Sam and Dean. Dean for obvious reasons and Sam because he didn't tell me what Dean was doing and he didn't try to stop it. I've almost forgiven Sam, and Dean well I will talk to him but that doesn't mean I forgive him. Anyways, the first we go to is the morgue. The doctor takes us to the body of the latest death.
"Agent Tyler, Agent Perry, Agent Martinez, meet Frank O'Brien." The doctor says unzipping the body bag.
"He died of a heart attack right?" Sam asks.
"Three days ago."
"But O'Brien was 44 years old and according to this a marathon runner." I say about the documents I have in my hands.
"Everybody drops dead sooner or later, that's why I got job security."
"Yeah, but Frank kicked it here, just yesterday two perfectly healthy men died in the mountain, all heart attacks. You don't think that's strange?" Dean asks.
"That sounds like Mounties problem to me, why does the FBI give a damn anyway?" Why are you such a dick?
"We just want to see the results of Frank's autopsy." I say in the most bitchy way I can.
"What autopsy?"
"The one you're gonna do." I say with a smirk. We watch as the doctor gets his stuff ready and gives me and the guys smocks and aprons to put on.
"First dead body?" The doctor asks as he's cutting Frank open.
"Far from it." Dean says.
"Oh good, because these suckers can get pretty ripe. Hand me those rib cutters, would you?" Dean gets the tool the doctor needs and hands it to him. We kinda just look at each other disgusted from the sound.
"Hey is that from a wedding ring?" I ask as I see a mark on Frank's hand, "I didn't think Frank was married."
"Ain't my department." The doctor says.
"Any idea how he got these?" Sam asks as he picks up Frank's hands and there's a bunch of scratches on his wrists and forearms.
"You know what? When you drop dead you actually tend to drop. The body probably got scraped up on the ground, huh?"
"What?" Sam asks.
"I can't find any blockages in any of the major arteries. Heart looks pretty damn healthy." The doctor says he rips out the heart, literally takes the heart out. I start gagging from how gross it is.
"Hold it a second, would you?" He asks handing the heart over to Dean. I wouldn't trust him with it, he doesn't know how to handle hearts very well because he might steal it and then break it. Sam starts laughing at Dean a little and then he gets squirted in the face with blood. This is hard for me to contain laughter.
"Oh sorry, spleen juice." The doctor says. Ohh gross, but hilarious. Once we're done at the morgue, me and Dean wait for Sam to get cleaned up then we make our way over to the sheriff's station to get more information. We're sitting waiting in the lobby area and the police guy behind the desk not-so-subtly stares at me every once in a whole. Well at least he'a atractive...ish.
"Hell's bells, Lionel have you seen my-" The sheriff says as he opens the door to his office then cuts off midway when he sees us.
We stand up at the same time.
"Who are they?" The sheriff asks.
"Federal Agents."
"And you kept them waiting?"
YOU ARE READING
Never Say Never (sequel to Never Be Over You)
FanfictionAfter Ashlee actually catches Dean in the act what will happen between them? Has Dean ruined it all or does Ashlee find more room in her heart to forgive him...again. Read to find out but read my first book first: Never Be Over You
