Chapter 5
I slept in the car as we drove to the motel the boys were going to be staying at. My eyes opened due to the sunlight shining through the impala's windows causing me to groan softly and sit up. True to Dean's nature I was left in the car, I got out and stretched my legs and arms, I watched as Dean and Sam came out of the Motel lobby and started towards a room, looks of determination on their faces, which could mean one of two things. So I followed them.
I walked into the room behind them looking around, I saw a typical Hunter's motel room "so this was your dad's room?" I looked at the two and they both nodded. every vertical surface had papers pinned to it including maps, newspaper clippings, pictures, notes. There were books on the desk and assorted junk on the floor and bed, including something with a hazardous-materials symbol. Sam's mouth opened and I expected more to come out than a simple "woah".
Dean turned on a light by the bed and picked up a half-eaten hamburger sitting there. Sam stepped over a line of salt on the floor and Dean sniffed the burger causing me to look at him in disgust and him to recoil. I rolled my eyes and walked over to the wall of newspaper clippings "I don't think he's been here for a couple of days at least" I nodded in agreement at Dean's comment. I crossed my arms and turned around watching Sam touch the salt on the ground "salt, cats-eye shells...he was worried. Trying to keep something from coming in"
"Something like a ghost?" I questioned and didn't get an answer as the boys looked at each other before Sam walked over to me "what have you got here?" I turned around before answering "oh um..it looks like the centennial highway victims" I shrugged "and a lot of them" Dean walked over and looked at the wall "I don't get it.I mean, different men, different jobs-" Sam crossed the room "-ages, ethnicities. There's always a connection, right? What do these guys have in common?".
Sam walked over to the other wall and I watched him read the papers on there, I walked over to him and stood beside him seeing the stuff about the Bell Witch, two people being burned alive, a skeletal person blowing a horn at several scared people with the note 'MORTIS DANSE', a column about 'Devils + Demons', another about 'Sirens, Witches, the possessed', a wooden pentacle, and a note that says 'Woman in White' above a printout of the Jericho Herald article on Constance's suicide.
I turned on another lamp to see it better and Sam spoke up "dad figured it out" Dean finally looked over to where we were standing "what do you mean?" "He found the same article we did-" "correction I did" I interrupted but he kept going "Constance Welch. She's the woman in white" I looked at them both "wait the woman in white? Like what her only victims are men?" Sam looked at me "and children it depends but the one we're dealing with is in fact killing men, men that cheat" Dean looked up at the photos of Constance's victims "you sly dogs".
He turned back to us "all right, so if we're dealing with a woman in white, Dad would have found the corpse and destroyed it" "she might have another weakness" "well dad would want to make sure" Dean walked over and stood in front of us "he'll dig her up, does it say where she's buried?" "No not that I can tell. If I were dad though, I'd go ask her husband" I looked at the two and spoke "if he's still alive". Dean focused on the picture below the article of 'the woman in white' and I followed his gaze, only looking away when he spoke up.
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The Unknown
FanfictionA girl crying for help Two brothers looking for their father An eye for an eye Answers about the unknown What's hidden in the dark Follow the journey I do not own the characters of supernatural the credits for that go to Eric Kripke and Sera Gam...