Dean walked into the diner and he was confused. He couldn't figure out why the hell Bobby never told them about her. He sat across from Marissa as she pulled notes together.
"Okay, we have absolutely no proof that you exist. This could be one huge trap you set for us, we don't know why Bobby never told us about you and we intend to find out."
Marissa giggled a little.
"Whats so funny?" Dean said seriously
"You called me, you wanted to meet, I could care less about meeting you and finding out what's up with Bobby, because I probably know why. You could be trying to trap me. I have no proof you exist either. You are thinking the exact same things as I am. So, why don't you shut up, and just help me work on this case so we can get done and you can find out why."
Dean was actually kind of frightened, she was scary when she wanted to be.
"What do you mean you probably know why?"
She looked Dean in the eyes and then back to her laptop. The Marissa turned her laptop around and showed Dean something.
"The killings started in '87. So we need to find out who was cut in half before that, then we may have found the spirit. And if its a monster, lets find out what does this. Im gonna go and perform the goddamned autopsy and then I'll meet you after. Here," She took out a pen and a napkin and wrote something down "meet me at my hotel room. Just pick the lock and let youself in. Bring my laptop and do some research on this case."
She handed him the napkin and her laptop bag and left.
As soon a she left Dean picked up his phone and called Sam.
"Dude, she said she may know why Bobby didn't tell us about her. But she doesnt seem like shes gonna say."
"Thats it, Im coming. Ill be there late tonight, text me where you are and ll meet you there." And then Sam hung up the phone.
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Dean shut the door of the Impala as he walked towards Marissa's motel room. He picked the lock and went inside. He put down her laptop and opened it up, she had the least amount of stuff he had ever seen a girl have. She had her laptop, and a duffle bag and that was it. "Well, she doesnt really have trunk space since she doesn't have a trunk.." Dean said to himself.
Dean's phone rang yet again so he picked it up really fast, thinking it was Sam
"What the hell do you want now?" There was silence for a minute.
"I just wanted to tell you I'm about to go in..." it was Marissa.
"Oh, I thought you where Sam, sorry. By the way, Sam's coming and he will be here later on tonight."
"Good for you. I'll see you in a bit." And then she hung up.
So Dean took out her laptop and started looking up people in the town that where killed by being cut in half, and found no one. So he started looking up monsters that cut people in half. He found one, it seemed to fit what was happening. It was called a Kamaitachi, they come in threes, first one would knock you out, the next would chop off your legs, and the third would give you something to get rid of your pain, but would kill you.
Deans phone started ringing again, it was Marissa, it's been almost and hour since Marissa last called.
"hey, I found a fingernail typed thing in one of the body's, its strange, but I seriously doubt we are dealing with a spirit."
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