Killing Me Slowly (Third Book to the Secrets Will Kill You Series)

Since When? Part 1

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Brit's POV

We were each taking turns reading this damn notebook that Kevin had translated for us and we were spending sleepless nights trying to figure out what it all meant. Right now it was Dean's turn. So he was on the sofa with Mel laying her legs across his lap and I was on Sam's lap as we were on the laptop.

"Okay, man, I have read this more times than the Playboy I found in Dad's duffel" Dean finally huffed.

"Anna Nicole?" Sam asked.

"Anna Nicole. Oh, the good..." Dean started with a grin but then Mel shot him a look. "They die young, huh" is what he went with.

Then I looked at Sam and noticed he was smiling, picturing Anna Nicole...but then he grimaced and noticed I was watching. Mel and I exchanged a look and at the same time we both pulled their ears, disciplining. Sam chuckled and kissed my cheek.

"Ow! Okay, okay" Dean gave in so she let go.

But as soon as she did he shoved her off the couch. Sam and I started laughing and I was kind of getting ready for Mel to comeback with something, but she simply scoffed, got up, dusted herself off and walked over to us. Dean grinned in amusement as he got to his feet and came over to us as well.

"Look, we can read this till our eyes bleed. It ain't getting any clearer" Mel said. "Okay. Then what does it mean?" I asked. "Cut off the head and the body will flounder?" she suggested with a shrug.

"Right..." Sam said.

"Okay. Well, I think we all agree that the head is Dick. Right?" Dean said. We all nodded. "So, bottom line is, we go grab the stuff, and we mix ourselves a weapon. End of story" he sipped his beer.

"Look, I'm all for killing Dick. I'm just saying, what then? I mean, what about the rest of the Leviathan? What, are they gonna just...drop dead?" Sam wondered.

"I don't know. Maybe"

"Maybe? Maybe is good enough for you right now?" I asked him.

"One problem at a time, all right?" Mel said.

"Okay. But it's not a crazy idea to try and figure out what the catch is before we go crashing the gate"

"Maybe this is the catch. God's not telling us every detail. You know? The word is from God. I don't know how much better it's gonna get" Dean said and then went to go get another beer. Sam and I just looked at each other.

But then I looked at Mel as she subtly turned her head and it was like she was staring at something that was there...or she was staring at someone that wasn't there...technically speaking anyway. I watched as she nodded slightly, said she was going to go get some fresh air and then walked out. I slowly rose from Sam's lap and walked over to the window. I moved the curtain ever so slightly and I saw she was moving her mouth at a fast pace but still there was no one in front of her. It was Bobby. I could tell she was upset...mostly confused...even though she didn't show much emotion in her face...I could still tell.

"Everything okay?" Sam whispered as he got up behind me.

I didn't move. "It's Mel...and Bobby...he wanted to talk to her alone...and whatever he's telling her she's isn't liking too much" I whispered back.

He stared out the window too. "No she isn't" he agreed. "What do you think he's telling her?"

"I have no idea...I wish I did though...the secrets just never end, do they" I sighed and then shut the curtain.