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A/N: Seer, Will is refusing to sober up so until he does I hope this is okay. Everyone else, I'm writing this while my laptop is down, if by some miracle I get to work on if faithfully it's because I've slaughtered my siblings. So keep and eye out on the news for a 17 year old home schooled Ohio girl killing her siblings for computer access. Sorry about the names recently too, well more so after you read this chapter. I'm in an X-Men mood so they've been creeping up on me.
The Purple People Eater
Chapter One
March fifth, 2007 Bowling Green, Rhode Island
Remy nodded to the nurse. He liked her, Jean was new to the facility and she'd had him everyday she'd worked. Remy liked that she could cut up with him like he was normal, she didn't care that he was a fruit loop. Jean ruffled his hair and handed him the money he'd asked for. Her smile could brighten any patient's day and he was ecstatic that she chose to brighten his.
"Now remember I lock this door for the night at eight sharp. You better be back or I'll lose my job and have to call the police for you." She warned.
"Got it ma'am," he grinned. "I'll be back before seven anyway. I just want to see the ducks down on the river."
She bit her lip watching him leave and he knew she wanted to call him back, the voices told him so. The voices said a lot, and the medications the doctors prescribed only dulled their voices making them fuzzy and hard to hear like a radio station that's not quite tuned in. But he'd stopped seeing people, if he kept up the progress he could get out soon. Mary-Lou promised he could live with her if he got better. Remy mused about living with his sister and maybe one day asking Jean to lunch in town instead of his room at the home.
Every Saturday he walked down to the river and sat on the bank, weather permitting. He'd watch the kids playing in the water, catching frogs and laughing. He loved to see the lovers that would come down and hide in the trees the lined the river. Remy couldn't wait all winter for spring to come so he could get back outside. Before he'd gotten sick and his parents gave up he'd spent all his time outdoors. So, like every Saturday he'd laced up his hiking boots, and packed a small book bag with a book he'd only pretend to read, and some snacks.
Remy settled in on his usual spot on the river falling easily into his watching, when something caught his eye. He ground his teeth determined to make the object disappear. He blinked but nothing changed about the monster staring him down. On the opposite bank was his mother. There was no way she was really there so he stood up and found the nearest foot bridge to cross. Her long raven hair was free falling over her thin shoulders, her almond shaped green eyes watched him as much as he watched her.
"Mom?" he asked when he got near her.
"Hi, Remy." She smiled. "Come walk with mommy." She held out her hand and he took it before he could think, and she led him off down the river, away from town.
May first, 2007, Middletown, Pennsylvania
"What about this?" Autumn tapped her computer screen standing up to stretch. Dean rolled over to look at the article she'd found.
"Aut, where you going?" he asked when she started away from the bed toward the bathroom.
"Don't worry about I'll be right back." She smiled coming back for a kiss. "Now, read that. I think it's for us." She went for a shower and he complied to her wishes. When she came back Sam and Athena were in their room already discussing the prospects of something like this.
"But they're all mentally hindered right?" Athena asked. "So how do we know they didn't fall in a swimming pool somewhere?"
"It's May in Rhode Island, pools aren't open yet." Dean reminded her. "Autty, you like this?" he nodded at the computer.
"If I didn't I wouldn't have shown you." He grimaced, thinking about that, what she'd passed up. "Dork, it's the first thing I found hostile, a place in Ohio where you can have dinner with ghosts but that's it. I like this much better."
"Okay, we head out in the morning." He nodded. Sam and Athena exchanged looks before sighing.
"Night," Sam rolled his eyes and grabbed Athena leaving. "Your sister has my brother on a very short chain." He told her once the door was securely shut behind them and they were alone in their room.
"I don't think he minds, Sammy. You want the shower first?" Athena dropped on her bed pulling John to her. "Or we could share."