A Long Hunt

Lets Talk About Heather

The boys were unsure of what they should expect when they meet Heather. Was she actually nuts?  Was she just a normal person who just had the misfortune of being possessed?  Was she crazy and possessed?  They were about to find out.....

At the top of the fourth floor there was a small office. A man dressed in all white came out to greet them.

"Hey, I'm Ronald McKenna." The man said introducing himself and extending his hand to each of them in turn.

"Hi. I'm Federal Agent Dean Hetfield and these are my partners Cas Ulrich and Sam Burton."

"Nice to meet you gentlemen." Ronald said with a smile. "Now I understand that you are here to see Heather Williams correct?"

"Uh... yes we are." Sam said.

"She doesn't get many visitors.  Never has." The man started.

Dean had to seriously bite his tongue. He wanted to say 'Well Damn I wonder why! She shot her whole family, isn't that the whole reason she's in here.'

"What is your business with her?" Ronald asked.

"We have found new evidence in her families murders that have reopened her case. We have come here to discuss a few things with her." Sam explained quickly.

"Ah..." Ronald mumbled. "Well then. I expect you guys are busy men so I'll take you over to her room."

He turned and walked towards a locked door. Sam, Dean and Cas followed him expectantly. He pulled out a card and was about to side it through the door release but he suddenly turned around.

"Oh and one thing." His hand was hovering just inches over the machine. "Visitor stickers on!"

Dean rolled his eyes and pulled the stickers out of his suite pocket. He passed one Sam and Cas. The hunter's fingers brushed briefly against the angels. This didn't go unnoticed by Ronald. Sam on the other hand was totally oblivious.

They all pulled off the backs off the stickers and put them on carefully. Then they all threw away the backs. Dean made sure to throw away the receptionists phone number. He didn't want it. Dean was already with someone and Cas was all he needed.

Finally when Ronald was satisfied with their visitor's stickers he let them in.

The doors opened automatically and lead into a long narrow hallway. Everything was this light dull white color. Even the damn floor was white. It was kind of disorienting actually. It could make anyone want to blow their brains out.

"Now when you're with her don't make any loud noises or move suddenly. It freaks her out." Ronald instructed them as they walked.

Dean rolled his eyes again. This was the typical asylum rule. Not everyone was sensitive to noise and light here!

At the end of the hall there was another locked door. They stopped in front quietly while Ronald swiped his card again.

When these set of doors opened the boys saw the typical large nut house room depicted in movies.  There were the cream colored sofas, the windows with iron bars across them, and the crazy people wandering aimlessly around the room. Some of them were watching TV; others were playing with little toys, and a few even just staring at the wall blankly. They were all dressed in the same plain white t-shirts matched together with plain white pants and plain white shoes. Even the nurses were wearing the all-white outfits.

"This is the rec area." Ronald explained in hushed tone. "Where our more..... Unstable patients reside when they are out of their rooms."

Dean glanced around unstable was one word for it. Clearly everyone in there was bat shit crazy.