Alright, here's the second installment. Enjoy :D


Dean groaned and shifted in his sleep, tangling himself further amongst the motel bed sheets. As he shifted, Sam, from his bed, looked over at him in alarm and quickly made haste to close a book in his hands. When Dean didn't stir again, Sam sighed in relief and his attention returned to his computer screen sitting near him. Demonology and the like were displayed in tabbed Internet windows on the screen. Sam stretched out his body, cracking his back as he shifted. His eyes drifted to the muted, captioned TV screen where the local news was running a story.

"…The Coast Guard has declined to give details of the research vessel's demise. The only information channel eight was able to gather, was that the Eagle Eye Disaster left no survivors."

Sam closed his computer screen and leaned forward towards the TV screen. He couldn't risk waking Dean up with the volume, so he continued to read the caption. The female anchor continued on with her report. Sam's eyes narrowed as he watched the detailed images splay across the screen as the anchorwoman reported the released findings.

"The Captain of the Coast Guard rescue ship, the Bellaphron, declined to comment on the devastating loss of the nine crewmen aboard the Eagle Eye. Captain Davies and her crew were the first to locate the vessel after it went missing for over two hours after sending a distress signal. The Eagle Eye, which seemed to be in perfect condition, apparently sent another distress signal only this time in Morse code in response to the Coast Guard's calls. The exact message has not been released and neither has the details of the crewmen's deaths. The authorities have declined to comment if this event is linked to last month's deadly sinking of the S.S. HASS, which left only one survivor. We'll keep you updated as details emerge on this tragic story."

The camera cut to a different angle and the anchorwoman changed her demeanor as the captions started to display something about the Annual Pie Festival and how much the fundraisers raised to support the local library. Sam took in an interested breath and flipped the laptop's lid up. His fingers made the only sound, besides Dean's muffled snores, as he ignored the other windows while he searched for information on what he just learned. The page displayed the local news report, which didn't tell him anything new. He then decided to look elsewhere by taking only a few moments and then opening up a hacked into report from the Coast Guard. There wasn't much different except for a few details that peeked his interest.

Captain reported distress as follows: "All officers including captain are dead lying in chartroom and bridge. Possibly whole crew dead. INDECIPHERABLE. I die." Less than three minutes later, vessel Eagle Eye, found. All Dead. No survivors.

Sam scratched his head, thinking there wasn't much wrong with the situation yet until he hit a certain line.

Deaths have yet to be determined yet it is assumed as an accident or possible foul play. First coroner report declares hazard biological chemical symptoms but no evidence. Continuous investigation.

Sam finished the report and clicked to see the report of the S.S. HASS. He scrolled down the reports on the ship. The local news report showed that the S.S. HASS exploded after making a last distress signal to the Coast Guard. It had sunk to the bottom of the ocean before any evidence could be attained. Sam was getting frustrated at the lack of information. Although, it could be he was frustrated before hand because of his failure to find any information to lead him to a solution for Dean's Deal. He sighed in his hand, and then pushed his hair back as he continued on. He decided to go straight to the source again as he hacked back into the reports. Finding the correct one, he read on.

S.S. HASS: Sent authorities a distress. Went missing for two hours. Last distress call was inaudible. Found by fishermen. Accidental explosion of engine room causing the deaths of all but one. Luke Desmond, 31, male, of Buffalo, found two clicks from S.S. HASS in life raft, after it's explosion. Claims of events have been discredited due to mental insanity. Case Closed.

As he read, something told him that he and Dean had to investigate this just incase. He turned his head over to look at his big brother as he shifted again, arm falling off the side. Mentally, Sam cringed at waking Dean after only three hours of sleep, hell he didn't even sleep yet. They just finished dealing with a poltergeist that seemed to have a liking of throwing Dean into furniture. Sam took a deep calming breath and pulled up the courage to wake Dean up. Sam hid his book in his bag and swung his legs to the floor as he got up. Walking silently over to Dean as best as a giant could handle, he pushed Dean's shoulder with a finger.

"Dean…" Dean brought up his hand and swiped it at Sam. Sam rolled his eyes and slapped Dean in the back. Dean shot straight up and stared at Sam with sleepy and annoyed eyes.

"Ow, what?" He stretched, "I was having a good time sleeping," his face turned into a grin, "Really, nice time…"
Sam sat back on his bed, "I think we have a case."

Dean spotted the clock reading 6:50 and looked at him like Sam was insane, "I just fell asleep three hours ago, no scratch that; Two hours and 45 minutes and," he looked at his watch, "14-15-16-Seconds-oh now it's 18." He looked back up at Sam, "And you think? You woke me up because you think we have yet another case?"

Sam sighed, "Yes, because it doesn't say "Hey this is haunted, come take care of the problem."

"Pain in the ass…" Dean mumbled as he stood. He stretched as he walked around, trying to wake himself up. Intrigued, he scratched through his bed head hair, "Well, spill the secrets…"


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