Random Supernatural RP, Part 1

Chapter 17

*At the hospitals morgue theres an issue.*

Pathologist: Sorry, but a lot of the stranger cases were transferred to the forensics lab for better examination. They have a bit more equipment and time than we do.

Dean: "Are you freaking kidding me? We have to talk to Arthur again."

Sam: Alright, thank you for your time. *Goes to walk out, but the mortician quickly comes around the corner. He had heard word of the FBI being there.*

Morten (the mortician): Oh gosh! I swear, it was an accident! I didnt actually mean to misplace a body!"

Sam: *Holds up his hands.* Slow down! What body?"

Morten: You you dont know? Oh boy, I just ruined my career all on my own! Please, I beg of you, dont take my license!"

Sam: Just explain things first. Well see where things go from there. Now, what happened?"

Morten: *Sighs.* A few days ago a John Doe came into my morgue. I had left the room for a couple of minutes after I was finished with him to go to get something to drink. When I came back the body was gone. So were his belongings. I happened to look at his wallet, but he didnt have any ID on him."

Dean: How often does that sort of thing happen?"

Morten: This was actually the first time."

Dean: Ok. Dont worry, you get to keep your job. If something like this happens again, though, you will lose your license. Got it?"

Morten: Oh, thank you! Thank you! It wont happen again. I swear!"

Dean: *Pulls Sam down the hall a ways.* Great. Now bodies of dead people are pulling a magic act."

Sam: Maybe, but there have been some slip ups at hospital morgues before. Lets just speak to him some more."

Dean: Ok. *Walks back over with Sam.*

Sam: Is there anything you can tell us about what happened that day? Anyone who might know something else?"

Morten: Well There is one guy, but I really dont want him to get into trouble over this. Not that hes a bad guy! Hes just going through some traumatic stress disorders due to an issue a while ago, and I dont want to send the feds on him. No offense."

Sam: He wont get in trouble, I promise."

Morten: *Nervous.* .His names Arthur Pembroke. Hes a kid who works in forensics and tags along with Larson to all the autopsies. Hes very bright for his age. Weve been telling him to get his doctorate, but hes happy with just helping us. He takes an occasional peek at what we have. We all consider him professionally and allowed it, so its never really been an issue. Hes not the sort of person to do this, but if you wanted someone who could tell you anything about the body, it would be him."

Sam: Ok, thank you for your time. *Walks down the hall to leave with Dean.*

Dean: Well, isnt this just awesome."

Sam: Im not too thrilled either, Dean, but what else can we do?"

Dean: Might as well call Larson. Tell him what weve discovered."

Sam: *Sighs and calls Larson.*

Larson: *Irritated.* Hello?"

Sam: We need to talk."

Larson: Look. You want to solve this hunt, ok, but dont go making us do 90% of your work then expect us to deal with rudeness, alright?"

Sam: Your employee knows something about this all that we dont."

Larson: Artie? When doesnt he! That guy is full of more secrets than the universe!"

Sam: Yeah, we get it. We need to talk to him."

Dean: *Glares.*

Larson: Artie? Hes not in a good mood right now, so I dont think hell want to deal with your short sightedness. He had a fight with his brother."

Sam: People are in danger here!"

Larson: Exactly what Im talking about! Look, hes at the labs right now. Go there, if youre lucky hell be working on something. If the odds are in your favor, hell be cutting open a body. or doing blood splatter tests. You can talk to him, but a word of advice; dont interrogate the guy. He hates it."

Sam: Alright. Hey, we appreciate the help. *Hangs up.*

Dean: Whatd he say?"

Sam: He said that we can find Arthur at the labs. He also said not to interrogate Arthur."

Dean: How the hell are we going to ask him questions then!?"

Sam: We could always just try talking to him. Tell him what we found out from the mortician."

Dean: Oh yippie. Just talk to him. And that gets us answers how?"

Sam: We could at least try, Dean."

Dean: Hate to break it to Larson, but that guy is just impossible to talk to. End of story."

Sam: We can try.