The Winchesters Sister

Vengeful Spirit part 3

Jamie's POV

Dean and I were inside the motel room sitting on the bed. I looked at the picture that Lucas gave to Dean and frowned. "That house looks familiar." I said. Dean was about to say something but Sam barged in and he looked pissed. "So, I think it's safe to say we can rule out Nessie."

"What do you mean?" Dean asked. Sam sat down next to me, "I just drove past the Carlton house. There was an ambulance there. Will Carlton is dead." He informed. "He drowned?" I asked. "Yep. In the sink." Sam said. My jaw dropped. "So you're right, this isn't a creature. We're dealing with something else." Dean added.

"Yeah, but what?" Sam asked. "I don't know. Water wraith, maybe? Some kind of demon? I mean, something that controls water . . . water that comes from the same source." Dean said. "The lake." Sam and I said at the same time. "Yeah," Dean agreed. "Which would explain why it's upping the body count. The lake is draining," I said. "It'll be dry in a few months. Whatever this thing is, whatever it wants, it's running out of time."

"And if it can get through the pipes, it can get to anyone, almost anywhere," Dean said and stood up, "This is gonna happen again soon."

"And we do know one other thing for sure. We know this has got something to do with Bill Carlton," Sam said. "Yeah, it took both his kids," Dean said. "And I've been asking around. Lucas's dad, Chris, Bill Carlton's godson," Sam said. "Let's go pay Mr. Carlton a visit," Dean said.

We saw Bill sitting on the bench on the dock. We walked over to him. "Mr. Carlton?" Sam asked. Bill looked up at us. "We'd like to ask you a few questions, if you don't mind," Sam said softly. Dean cleared his throat and spoke, "We're from the, the Department --"

"I don't care who you're with," Bill cut him off, still didn't looked up at us. "I've answered enough questions today."

I glanced up at my brothers before back at Bill, "Your son said he saw something in that lake. What about you? You ever see anything out there?" I asked softly but he didn't answered. "Mr. Carlton, Sophie's drowning and Will's death -- we think there might be a connection to you or your family," Sam said.

"My children are gone. It's . . ." Bill said quietly before looking at us with tears in his eyes,"It's worse than dying." I looked at him sadly and then he looked away from us, "Go away. Please."

We started to walk back to the car. "What do you two think?" Sam asked me and Dean. "I think the poor guy's been through hell," Dean said. "I also think he's not telling us something." They leaned on the Impala roof. "So now what?" Sam asked as I looked at Bill's house. "What is it?" Dean asked me, noticing my stare.

"Maybe Bill's not the only one who knows something," I said and then looked at Dean. "Where's the picture that Lucas gave you?" He pulled out the picture and gave it to me. I hold the picture up and I was right; It was the Carlton house. Me and my brothers exchanged looks, "We need to get to Lucas," I informed.

We climbed into the car and drove to Andrea's house. We asked her to let us talk to Lucas. "I'm sorry, but I don't think it's a good idea," She said. "I just need to talk to him. Just for a few minutes," Dean said. "He won't say anything. What good's it gonna do?" Andrea said. "Andrea, we think more people might get hurt. We think something's happening out there," Sam said."My husband, the others, they just drowned. That's all," Andrea said. "If that's what you really believe, then we'll go," Dean agreed. "But if you think there's even a possibility that something else could be going on here, please let me talk to your son."Andrea finally agreed and she led us to Lucas's room, where he was drawing. Dean walked in and crouched down while Andrea, Sam and me were watching. "Hey, Lucas. You remember me?" Dean asked. Lucas didn't say anything. "You know, I, uh, I wanted to thank you for that last drawing. But the thing is, I need your help again."