Darkness enveloped the room, then almost like a flick of a light switch , red filled the room . It felt warm , bringing wave lengths of heat to skin . He looks around and the room is engulfed in flames , his eyes dart around the room , seeing it was his apartment ,his and Jess' apartment . He looked up at the ceiling and his skin freezes as he sees Jessica pinned to the ceiling . She stares at him , her eyes pleading him to her , she says nothing but Sam knows what her eyes are saying . He yells her name , and waits as the flames engulf him but just as Jessica was gonna say something , Sam's eyes opened revealing to him that he was safely in the Impala with Dean driving behind the wheel .He straightens up in the seat and stretched his arms above his head as they hit the ceiling . Accidentally almost hitting Dean in the head , who glared at him . "Arms on your side Sasquatch ." Sam huffed out a laugh and leaned back in his seat and sighed . " How'd you sleep man ?" Dean asked .
"Fine ." Sam replied . "Are we almost to Memphis ?"
"Yeah about fifteen more miles to go ."
" great ." Sam replied .
"Fill me in again , what do you thinks going on ?"
"I don't exactly know , all three deaths have been from teen girls under the age of eighteen . All three finding ways to harm themselves ."
"All three girls killed themselves ?"
"Yeah .."
"Any of the girls have any links to each other ?"
"No , one girl went to a completely different school in a different district , one girl was a drop out working at a grocery store and the other girl was just a normal kid trying to finish school . All different girls perusing different lives . "
"So how do you know that these are our business?"
"Because all three girls killed themselves one day after another ."
"Weird ."
"Yeah , they also approximately killed themselves at twelve o'clock midnight ."
"Well I'll be damned . Looks like this is our business ."
"Yeah …. Hey Dean ?"
"What ?"
"Don't you ever get sick of being around people dying all the time ?" Sam asked . Dean had to look at his brother for a moment after he asked him that. Dean's never actually thought about it before now , he did it every day and hated it everyday . But that's what he did . His job . He thought about the people who he see die everyday because he couldn't save them or he didn't get to them in time . He died a little inside whenever he saw the face of someone he couldn't save . He looked back at the road and swallowed . "Every damn day Sammy ." Sam nodded in agreement . Both brothers sat in peaceful silence for the next fifteen miles . Neither brother upset , more tranquil in their thoughts to further speak .
The Winchester men arrived at their destination in Memphis , Tennessee. They pulled up onto the cracked tar of The Blue's Motel . Dean and Sam both got out of the car , Dean walked up into the main office of the motel to purchase a room . Sam was at the rear of the car , grabbing his duffel bag and his laptop bag . Just as he closed the trunk , Dean walked to the end of the car , jingling the keys in his hand and tossed it at his brother . Sam and Dean walk in to the room , seeing the room decked out in rock 'n roll decor .Black fake vinyl records covered a wall , both beds had a black record as a head board .The carpet a cheesy bright red , the rest of the walls had music note wall paper . Then to top it all off the bed had fake fur for a blanket , with a giant picture of Elvis Presley above the headboard . Sam and Dean both started at each other, until Dean smiled and said " Cool room" Dean walked in first seizing up the beds to see which one he should take . Sam shook his head and put his bag on the bed on the left . Dean frowned and said " How'd you know I didn't want that one ?"
"Because I know you ."
"What does that mean ?"
"I mean , you stare at the beds for twenty minutes but always pick the bed on the right . You've been doing it since we were kids ."
"Have not ."
"Sure about that ?" Sam asked pulling the fur blanket off the bed and sitting down on the bed and kicked up his feet . Dean thought about it for a little while until he thought of something .
"I only pick the bed on the right because you're afraid to sleep near the window ."
"Yeah when I was seven ,but I don't know if you realized I'm not seven years old .
"Yeah your weren't this grumpy when you were seven years old ." Dean smiled . Sam couldn't hold back his own smile that formed on his mouth
"Shut up ." Sam laughed . Dean smiled and walked to his bed and laid down . "Man , this blanket his comfy . "
"I wouldn't lay on the blanket , If I were you .
"And why is that , Pinocchio?"
"Because how many times do you think this place washed the blanket ? It's probably a lice infestation ."
"Nah , this place looks cleaner than the other places we've been ." Dean said .
"Whatever man , when you have little creepy crawly things running around on your scalp , let me say I told you so .'
" Fine ." Dean said . " Do me a favor and hook up the scanner ."
"Sure ." Sam said . He got up and hooked up the scanner by the window . He walked back to his bed and looked at his brother . "Dean ?"
"Hmm ?"
"We should go to the family of the girls ."
"Oh yeah ." Dean said .
"Now would be great ."
"Oh my god, your bitchy today ."
"Shut up ." Sam said " I wanna get this done ."
"Dude …. what's up with you ? Your acting all bipolar today ."
"Nothing , I'm tired .Can we go please ?"
"oookay ."Dean said. They both got dresses in their FBI suits and walked out of the motel . And drove to the house of the first girl who killed themselves . The girl was Hannah Fitzgerald, she was fifteen years old , she took sleeping pills to kill herself . Her parents didn't know why she killed herself .She was a straight 'A' student , had no care in the world . Sam and Dean knocked knocked on the home of the suburban family . A woman opened the door , she looked tired , runned down , like she's lost hope in everything . Sam gave a polite smile and said " Mrs . Fitzgerald ?"
"Yes , sir , What can I do for you ?"
"I'm sorry to interrupt your day ma'am but we're from the FBI and we'd like to ask some questions about your daughter ."
"It's been a very long week for us … "
"I know , and we are very sorry to disturb you and your family but we really want to get down to what happened about your daughters death, to help you and your family ." Sam said. She nodded and held the door open . They followed the woman into the living room and sat down on the couch , she sat opposite of them on a arm chair .
"So , Mrs Fitzgerald, Was your daughter behaving strangely on the days before she died ?"Sam said
"What do you mean by strangely ?"
"Not like herself , maybe jumpy or scared ."
"No she seemed fine . Happy , she had just won a writing contest at school ."
"What was her writing about ?" Dean asked .
"She wrote a story about a family who lived in the desert , battling the elements ."
" Had Hannah been sleeping okay before she died ?"
"Yes , she never had any troubles sleeping ."
" Mrs . Fitzgerald , did you know who the sleeping pills were prescribed to ?"Dean asked .
"Yes , they're my son's . He's had troubles sleeping since he was very little ."
"How old is your son ?"
"Twelve years old ."
"Is it alright if I speak to him ?"Dean asked ,
"I don't think so ..."
"I promise I won't upset him ."
"No , it's no that . Shawn's not speaking to anyone . He's taking Hannah's death the hardest ."
"Is it alright if I try ?"
"Go ahead ." She said . " He's out on the porch ." She said pointing to a door past the kitchen . Dean nodded and stood up . He walked out into the kitchen and seeing a big glass door with a small boy wearing dark blue jeans and a t-shirt , short brown hair sitting on the steps staring into space . He opened the door and the small boy turned around hearing the door slide open . He frowned when he saw a strange man come through the door .
"Hey Kid ." Dean said . He looked away , staring straight at the trees amongst him . " You mind if I sit next to you ?"
"You a fed ?" The boy asked .
" Kinda ." Dean said .
"Well your wasting your time with me because I'm not gonna say shit and I got nothing to say ." Shawn replied not bothering to look at the man behind him .
"I bet your folks won't like you talking like that ." Dean said sitting down next to the boy .
"Can you leave me alone ?" The boy asked ,stood up and walked over to the other side of the step .
"I haven't done or said anything ."Dean stated .
"Your breathing aren't you ?" The Boy murmured
"Shawn , what happened to your sister was horrible and I'm sorry .And I really wanna find out what happened to your sister ." Dean said and stood up . " But I can't do that if you don't tell me what's going on ." Dean said and pulled out a card that had his cell phone number on it and held it out to the boy . " If you have anything to tell me or just wanna talk , give me a call , okay . Because I know where your coming from ." Dean said . The boy reluctantly took the card and didn't rip it up the minute Dean handed it to him .
"See you around kid ." Dean said and walked out the door and to find his brother standing in the living room shaking the woman's hand . "Thank you for all your help Ma'am ." She smiled and shook Deans hand and escorted the two men out of her home .
"So what did you get out of the kid ?" Sam asked when they entered the impala .
" Anger , anger and more anger ." Dean replied .
"Toward his sister ?"
"No towards me ." Dean said starting up the car and pulling off into the road . " Kid hardly said anything ."
"The kid must know something . He refuses to speak to anyone ."
"Or he's upset ." Dean said . " Maybe this isn't our thing after all .Maybe it was a fluke ."
"Dean , in our line of business theirs never flukes ."
"Maybe not but this is different ."
"We don't know that ." Sam replied . " Let's just go see the other families and see what they say ."
"Alright ." Dean said . And that's what they did when they left the first house , all three homes said the exact same thing , 'We don't know why she did this , she was acting like herself ." They drove back to the motel and changed out of their FBI clothes and back to their normal clothes . " I'm so damn glad to be out of those monkey clothes ." Dean said laying down on his bed . Sam sat his own bed , laptop in his lap .
"So this hunt looks like a bust ." Sam said .
"No you agree with me ." Dean said .
"Yeah , we went to all three house and all of them had no ideas what was going on with their kid .We have no business being here ."
"Okay , I say we sleep today and leave tomorrow morning ." Dean said .
"alright ." Sam said .
Ten minutes later Sam and Dean sat in the same place and watched television together . Outside the rain was pouring to the ground . When a knock came on the door , Dean looked confused over at Sam and took his gun off the night stand and walked slowly to the door . Opening the door slightly he peered through , the boy Shawn stood at the door , breathe heaving quickly through his lungs and trenched from head to toe .
"Shawn ?"
"You said If I had anything to tell you , I can tell you right ?" He said .
"Yeah , of course ."
"Then , I have something to tell you ." Shawn said .Dean read the small boys face and saw seriousness etched on his face . 'What ever he has to tell me it's important ' Dean thought to himself .