AN: Here's the next chapter! I'd have to say only one more chapter after this and then it'll be done. Enjoy!
"Okay, so Pastor Delving just moved here about fourteen months ago. Shortly after, he started the church. Over time the congregation has grown, but more and more deaths have been happening. The first death didn't occur until about three months after the church opened up," Sam says, reading off the computer screen. Sam looks over at his brother who is sitting at the computer next to him. They came straight to the library and started researching on the pastor and the church. Sam looks over at his brother and the computer screen in front of him. His eyes narrow. Or should he say, he'd been researching on the pastor and the church. "So, what'd you find Dean?"
"What?" Dean asks, looking over at his brother. He sees Sam looking at him, waiting for him to answer. Dean looks back at his own computer screen, which has been on the same screen for the past half hour. "Uh…same thing you did."
"If you weren't gonna help research Dean, why did you come?" Sam asks a scowl in place.
"'Cause I knew you'd throw a bitch fit if I didn't," Dean replies, earning a glare from the librarian walking by. Sam sighs. Sirens sound outside as an ambulance passes the library. Dean and Sam share a look before they simultaneously shut down their computers and grab their coats, heading to see what's going on.
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"So, what'd the cops say?" Dean asks as his brother walks over to them. They had followed where the ambulance went only to find there was another death the same as the other ones.
"Just that the next door neighbor stopped by and noticed the door unlocked. When she went to knock on it, she noticed John Summers lying in the chair. She said he looked weird and when she went in and tried to get his attention she realized he was dead. Called the cops and when they showed up, they realized everyone in the house died the same way. And that it looked identical to the previous deaths. My guess is we're probly dealing with the same thing," Sam answers, looking across at his brother.
"No, really?" Dean asks sarcastically, shaking his head.
"What'd you find out?" Sam asks with a scowl, trying not to let his brother get to him.
"All of the bodies look the same as the others. As if their life was just drained right out of them," Dean says, divulging his information.
"What could be doing this?" Sam asks, furrowing his eyebrows in thought.
"I don't know. The only time I saw something like this was…" Dean thinks aloud. Sam looks over at him, knowing his brother is thinking the same thing he is.
"When we hunted that Shtriga?" he asks, watching his brother. Dean nods his head.
"But they only go after kids so I have no clue what this is," Dean says, shaking his head as they begin to walk towards the front door.
"We should call Bobby," Sam offers. Dean nods in agreement and the two of them exit the house. As they walk to the Impala, they notice an old man watching the scene from his porch across the street.
"Hey," Dean calls to his brother. Sam looks over and sees the same thing his brother does. The two Winchesters walk across the street and up the porch steps, meeting the older man.
"You FBI Agents?" the old man asks, looking between the two of them.
"Yes sir," Sam says, showing him his badge. "And you are?"
"Patrick Livingston," the old man replies, looking across the street at the house the Winchesters just left. "They all dead?"
"Uh…yeah," Dean answers, sharing a look with his brother. "You wouldn't by any chance know what happened to them would you?"
"I have a theory. An old wives tale my old man used to tell me," Patrick answers, looking back down at Dean and Sam.
"Could you tell us?" Sam asks, showing his curiosity.
"Old man said near eighty years ago when he was a teenager, this guy came strolling into town. Talking about God and being saved. Gained a wide following and he opened up a church. Few months later, people in the church started dying, their life drained right outta them. Said it kept going till no one in the church was left. Then, the guy just up and vanished," Livingston explains, holding Dean and Sam's gaze. "Didn't believe him till now."
"You know the guy's name?" Dean asks, raising an eyebrow. Patrick shakes his head, then, thinks about it.
"Not sure but it might've been something like Andrews? Anderson? It was a long time ago," Patrick says apologetically, looking at Dean.
"It's okay," Sam assures, offering a smile. "Oh, uh, where did this happen?"
"Billings, Tennessee," Patrick answers, shifting his gaze to Sam.
"Thank you," Sam says and he and Dean begin walking back to the Impala. "You think it's the same thing?"
"I'd bet on it," Dean replies, glancing back at the man they just left.
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"Yahtzee!" Dean exclaims triumphantly. Sam looks over at his brother as he exits the bathroom and grabs his clothes.
"You find something?" he asks Dean, seeing him sitting at the table in front of Sam's computer.
"Just the fact that the 'wives tale' Patrick told us is completely true. And that every single person that attended the church died the same way these people are dying," Dean says, reading off the screen.
"Yeah, but we already knew that from what Patrick said," Sam points out, walking over to his bag and grabbing his clothes.
"But now we know for sure," Dean says, then says rather smugly, "Oh, and did I mention I have a picture."
Sam's ears perk up and he walks over to the computer and looks at the picture. He reads the caption saying its Pastor Anders standing in front of his newly opened church. He looks at Anders a little more closely and his eyes grow wide.
"Is that…?"
"Yep. God fearing Pastor Delving has nothing to fear when he lives forever," Dean says, looking at the picture of Pastor Anders, or should he say Pastor Delving from almost eighty years ago.
"So, Shtriga?" Sam asks, raising his eyebrows and looking at his brother. "Who goes after everyone not just kids?"
"I don't know," Dean says, thinking, staring at the picture on the screen. "Why don't you give Bobby a call."
Sam grabs his phone and dials Bobby's number, putting the phone to his ear. After a couple rings, Bobby's gruff voice comes over the speaker.
"What?" he asks.
"Hey Bobby, its Sam," Sam answers, walking back over to his bag and re-grabbing his clothes. "We're working a job and we need your help."
"All right, what you got for me?" Bobby asks over the phone.
"I'm putting you on speaker," Sam says, hitting the button.
"Hey Bobby," Dean says, looking over at the phone in Sam's hand.
"Dean," Bobby replies.
"All right, so we've got this guy…" Sam begins, dropping his clothes back down and walking over to the table and taking a seat, holding the phone between him and Dean.
"A pastor," Dean interrupts. Sam gives him a look.
"So, this guy just opens up a church a little over a year ago and about three months later people in the congregation begin dying; their lives being drained right out of them. Come to find out, this has happened before eighty years ago," Sam explains, looking down at the phone in his hands.
"Okay, I'll bite. What's the catch?" Bobby asks.
"The catch is that the same guy was the pastor at both churches. And he hasn't aged a year," Dean cuts in.
"Okay," Bobby says, letting the boys know he's following them.
"We were thinking Shtriga maybe, but we know they only go after kids," Dean says, leaning back in his chair.
"But, a Shtriga's the best answer out of everything we've come up with," Sam adds, glancing at his brother before looking back down at the phone. "You ever hear of a Shtriga going after adults as well as kids?"
"No, not unless the adults are trying to kill them," Bobby answers. "Tell ya boys what. I'll look into it, see what I can find."
"Thanks Bobby," Dean says. The hunters hang up the phone and Sam puts it on the table.
"So, now what?" Sam asks, looking to his brother.
"Now, you get dressed and we get something to eat," Dean says, noticing Sam is still only in his towel. Before Sam can say anything, Dean has grabbed his jacket and the room key and is heading out the door to the Impala. Sam sighs. He gets up and walks over to his bag and grabbing his clothes once again, Sam heads in to the bathroom to quickly get changed before Dean leaves him behind.
AN: Please review and let me know what ya'll think!