Thursday passed on, little speculation was made on who would die next, they didn't want to think about it. As Friday came up, school had been canceled for the rest of the week, and it was already December fifth. When the awoke there was a flurry outside. "Great snow" Hannah said, she had been in a grumpy mood since Thursday, after the discovery of her uncle. She stayed laying where she slept and rolled over to face the wall. She blamed herself for her uncles death, "If only I hadn't made him speak" She mumbled to herself "Hannah it wasn't you fault. They would have ended up killing him anyways" Dean said groaning. "That really reassures me Dean, thanks" Hannah said sarcastically "Well I don't know what else to say, pout about it then" Dean said "I'm just trying to be a good friend" He added "Dean, you are practically my brother okay, And I know you are trying to be nice, but right now I don't anyone to bother me" Hannah said, still staring at the wall. Gabriel went and sat down next to her, massaging her shoulder, she shrugged him off. He moved to her back and she pushed his hand away "Please Gabe, I just want to be left alone" Hannah said to him, but she didn't turn to face him. He reached around her waist and pulled her up onto his lap, and pulled her into a hug. She shed her first tear, finally being hit like a tidal wave of emotions. In five seconds there was a steady stream of tears coming from her eyes and her sobs racked the room. They heard loud footsteps and Dean, Sherlock and Rory got up to follow. When they came back they had another note. "Mr. Simms is dead" Dean said and he handed out the note 'Don't think that isolating yourself from your family will help, by the end of this everyone you know and love will die, have fun sorting though depression and emotional anguish' was the new one. They all feared who the next victim would be.
Friday passed on and Saturday came on. The day they were all fearing worse than Saturday. They knew one of there loved ones would die, it was just a matter of time till one of them got a call, the question on all of there minds was who? They had stayed up all night, afraid for it to be morning. Around six thirty the call came. Heat of the moment blared out into the room and Gabriel answered his phone with reluctance. "Hello" He said trying to sound normal. It was Balthazar who had called, and he knew Balthazar only texted when it was bad, but when he called, disaster had struck. He didn't say anything after the hello. He hung up the phone and looked up, tears glistened in his eyes. He nodded and then said "Anna", his only sister. Cas got up and they all silently decided that Gabriel, Cas, and Hannah would go. The three of them walked out to the car and drove down to Gabriel's house. Hannah was driving while Gabriel held Cas. The thought of losing a father and a sister was a horrible thing to bear, Hannah hated it even thinking about it, 'what would happen if another one died, they have such a large family, they would certainly be hit again, it was everyone one we know and love' Hannah though to herself as she pulled into the driveway. Balthazar was sitting on the front porch. There were tears in his eyes as he sat there. The three of them went up to the house. Balthazar plastered a false smile onto his face, but the hurt was screaming from his eyes. The boys hugged for a moment. Hannah hugged Balthazar next. "I'm so sorry for your lose, I can't begin to think of what you are going through, but if you need someone to talk to, you know where I live" Hannah whispered into his ear, he gave her a reassuring squeeze as if to say thank you.
The four of them went if and found the same officer here, as was at her house for Bobby two days ago. He gave her a friendly smile "How you coping?" He asked "I'm better than I was, I think I just needed to think, I was just so pissed" Hannah said, Balthazar looked confused and she gave him an I'll tell you later look. They sat down and the officer asked some questions about Anna. Anna was a socially accepted teen, she had a great boyfriend, she had great friends, everyone respected her, no one was ever mean to her, she wasn't abused by there father like they were. There was nothing to give her reason to kill herself, at least that the police knew of. He let them see her after there talk. She was in her room at her desk, she had slit her wrist with the knife she kept in her room for safety reasons. In her drawer, with a corner sticking out, there was a piece of paper 'They made me do it' it read. And sticking to the bottom of the desk was another note, 'How many more need to die?" It read, both were pocketed when the police had his back turned. The three of them said good bye to the three remaining brothers and they left for the school, after the officer left of course. They got back to school and showed them the two notes, the one from Anna, which had quite a bit of partially dried blood on in, and the one from the three killers.
Saturday ended, with a lot of tears, and Sunday came. They all hoped that there wouldn't be a death but when were there ever miracles. They slept later that day and they woke up to a scream. All of them ran out of the room and found Mrs. Martin in the cafeteria, a kitchen knife plunged into her chest, right into her heart, an instant death. They searched around for a note, but they didn't find one. Sam, Amy, and John were sent to look in the main office. When they were done searching they all met up in the atrium. "Anything?" Sherlock asked "Nothing" John told them "What about you guys?" Amy asked "Nothing" Rory said, from the back of the pack. They went back to 221B but when they got back they found it a jar. "I could have sworn that was closed when we left" Dean said "Because it was" Sherlock said and they opened the door. Standing there was Moriarty, Crowley, and the Master. "Hello boys" Crowley said, grinning "And girls of course" He added, looking over at Amy and Hannah. "What the hell do you want Crowley" Dean asked, having to be held back by The Doctor and Rory. "Now, now squirrel, we don't need this" Crowley said, shaking his head. "We just came to warn you" Crowley said "We know at least one of you will die in the end of all this, who we don't know, but one of you will die, I can ensure that" He said and they all climbed put the window, and when they closed it, IOU was spray painted onto it.
