My Supernatural Tale

Chapter 6

                                                                      11:30pm....

Dean entered the hotel room he and Sam were staying at. There at the table Sam sat on his laptop typeing away at the keybourd.

"Find anything?", Dean asked shutting the door behind him as he entered the room.

"Ummmm- I dont really...know",Sam said.

"Well, what does it say?", asked Dean.

"This website talks about how if a demon becomes powerful enough can be able to raise a demon from even the darkest, deepest, corners of hell", Sam answered.

"And you think that's where our demon came from?"

"I dont know but it's the best lead we got."

"Alright so what do they call this corner demon?", Dean said grinning.

"It doesn't say, but it does say it shouldn't be messed with it", Sam said.

"Well too bad for him then, because I am gonna throw him right back into his corner", Dean said before grinning because what he said was a little corny.

Sam laughed, "ok then."

"Sam, we have to talk about-", Dean was about to say when his phone started to ring. "Hello.......yeah this is detective Jensen.......uh huh.... yah we will be right there", then he hung up.

"Who was that?", Sam asked.

"The sheriff of the Jacksonville police department", Dean answered.

"What did he say?"

"That Amanda Shield's was just found dead....in her basement", Dean said.

"Krystal's roomate?"

Dean nodded

When Dean and Sam finally arrived at Krystal's house there were red and blue lights flashing up and down the street. Probly every neighbor was out on their front lawns wondering what the hell was going on, and surrounding the house was the yellow caution tape you see in the movies, but this isn't a movie this is life.

"Shit!", Dean said looking at how many cops are at the scene angrilly when they got out of the car.

"Just...come on", Sam said walking towards the cop in front of the yellow tape. They showed them their ID's and waited.

"FBI? what is FBI doing in Jacksonville?", the cop asked.

"That's.....confidential, what happened here?", Sam asked. The cop raised the tape, and Sam and Dean got on the other side.

"A younge girl.....Amanda was found in the basement dead." While the cop said that Dean was searching around looking for something.

"Where's the body?", Dean asked.

"Oh....over there", the cop pointed in one direction. "Over there, over there, and some left over still in the basement." He pointed in all differant directions as he said that.

"Oh.....ok", Dean stuttered.

"Who found her?", Sam said changing the conversation.

"Her roomate Krystal", the cop said. "She's over there by the ambulence", he said pointing in that direction.

"Thank you, oh- where is the.....victim being taken to?", Sam asked.

"Michealson hospital on Poseidon Drive", the cop said before walking away.

"Ok then", Dean said.

"Let's go talk to Krystal", Sam said. When they got over to the ambulence where Krystal was, there was probly about a dozen cops surrounding her.

"Ok, Ok let us through, FBI", Dean said pushing through the crowd while having his arm up in the air holding his badge. All the cops moved out of the way and went back to doing their jobs. When we finally got to Krystal she was shaking so much, and wearing a blanket over her shoulders with dried-up tears on her cheeks.

"Hi Krystal", Sam said to her slowly.

Krystal didn't say anything, she couldn't even look at them.

"Can you tell us what you saw?", Sam asked.

No answer.

"Okay we are gonna go so just call us when you feel like talking", Sam said while starting to walk away.

"Wait!", Krystal yelled which made Sam and Dean turn right back around towards Krystal.

"Yeah?", Dean asked.

"I dont have anywhere to go, and I cannot be left alone or I will go insane, so please dont...leave me", she said starting to cry again.

"Sam we are not....", Dean was trying to say before Sam interrupted him.

"Can you give us a sec?", Sam asked. Krystal nodded. Then he turned around to face Dean.

"Sam! we cannot start becoming babysitter's at a time like this", Dean said quietly but angrilly.

"Listen, Krystal has already gone through so much, we cannot leave her when she's our only witness", Sam said.

"Sam! we are not doing this!", Dean said angrilly.

                                                               5 Minutes Later....

"Krystal, how about you stay with us untill we have caught this thing?", Dean said.

"Sure, I mean it's gotta be better than my place right? where do you live?", she asked.

"Well, we aren't gonna be staying here for long so we are staying at a hotel room up the road", Sam answered.

"Wait, you two...together....in a room?", she said.

"No! well yes...but-", Sam said.

"What Sam is trying to say is that sharing a room makes it easier for us to talk about the case, and we are just FBI partners not partners in bed", Dean said grinning.

"Ooooh..ok so couls we go...now?", she asked.

"Yeah, come on the car isn't far", Sam said starting to walk towards the road.

"Thankyou", Krystal said to Dean.

"No problem", Dean said before turning towards the road and started to walk but before he could get far Krystal grabbed his arm. "What?"

"There's something I didn't tell the cops..", she said.

"What do you mean?", Dean asked.

"When I found Amanda....I.....heard something", she said waiting for a response.

"Ok, I'll bite....what did you hear?"

"I heard a voice, and it sounded exactly like my sister's killer....and I swear on my life that it said...Dean"

"Maybe you were just hearing things", Dean said.

"NO! I can never! forget that voice and it said 'Dean' I know it!." Then Krystal walked past Dean not saying another word. And Dean just stared...for all he could think about was catching....this son of a bitch.

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