A New Stranger – Chapter 2

Sam looked over the symbols for what felt like the millionth time. Neither he or Dean had ever seen them before. Sam's face was screwed up with concentration as he looked through the countless web-pages on the laptop sitting in front of him. He barely cast up a glance as Dean walked in through the door. "Hey", Sam greeted Dean, "You find anything yet?", he asked. Dean shook his head in reply.

"Its like they've never been found anywhere before". They both sighed in submission. "I even went back to the house to see if I could find anything, but this demon is one hell of a criminal. Its left nothing, no traces, no tracks, just…", Dean punched the wall in frustration.

"Look man, I know this sucks but we just have to…", Sam trailed off as he stared at the wall.
"Hey, dude, you really gotta start finishing your sentences these days" , Dean told him. Sam got up and started looking through countless books until he found the one he was looking for. "Black Magick and it's Practitioners. What do you want that book for?".

"Well", Sam started in a tone he knew annoyed dean, "Emma said she had been out that night. Check your calendar. It was one of the Witches Sabbaths and she also had a pentacle around her neck when we were at her house". Sam grabbed his coat and headed towards the door.

"Hold on, wait you think Emma was responsible for this?", Dean asked sceptically, as he followed Sam out to the car.

"No, I'm not. It's just this is the first link we've had in a few days. Its worth a follow-up at any cost". Dean sighed again and shut the car door behind him.

At her house, Emma was starting to pack. After what had happened here with all those nightmares she couldn't stay here any longer. She had family down in California who were willing to take her in. Just now come and collect her. 'You gotta love family', she thought to herself. Hearing the doorbell ring, she dropped the box she was currently assembling, and went down stairs. Opening the door, she was surprised to see the two guys from the alarm company again. "What is it you two want. I thought you had finished everything?", she asked, pulling the door wider.

"Emma, we really need to talk to you. Is it alright if we come in?". Since they had been in before, with out jumping her, Emma opened the door and signalled for them to go though to the living room. Sitting down on the sofa farthest away from the door, Emma looked at the two men expectantly. Dean was the first to sit in one of the chairs opposite the sofa.

"Emma, we need to know. Where were you on the night of the accident?". Emma shifted uncomfortably in her seat, and avoided eye contact with Dean.

"As I told the police, I was out with some friends, who all confirmed this". Still avoiding there eyes, she looked towards the roaring fireplace. The heat comforted her, as it had done since she was a child.

"Emma, we need to know what exactly it was you were doing that night", Sam said, walking across the room and crouching down at her feet. He placed a had on her knee, and Emma blushed at the touch of his warm hand.

"We…um, I, Well", Stopping, Emma drew in a large breath, "I'm in a coven. My friends and I…we…practise Wicca", She finished, her voice growing quieter as so spoke. Sam turned to look at Dean, with his brows raised. Emma caught this exchange and grew embarrassed about what they were thinking. "I don't see what this has to do with the alarm company?", she asked. Sam got up and walked back to Dean. "Well?", Emma asked, her tone growing more impatient. It was Deans turn to take over.

"Ok, Emma I'm gonna tell you something. But you have to promise to hear us out?", he said looking Emma straight in the eyes. Emma nodded in agreement. "Well me and Sam, were brothers not workmates. We thing it was a something, not a someone who killed your parents, and were gonna need your help to find out what". Silence filled the air, as Emma looked back and forth between the two guys, who were now claming to be brothers.

"Your both crazy", She finally came out with. Staring at them, lost for words again, she slouched back in her chair.

"What, more crazy then you prancing under the stars, thinking your making Magick?", Dean came out with, in his oh-so-subtle-way. Emma just continued to stare at them, not quite listening to what Dean was saying.
"Emma, look", Sam said softly, "I know this is a lot to take in, but you have to believe us. Now I need to know is there anyone who would want to hurt your parents?", He asked her. Emma snapped back into focus.

"No, no of course not. My parents were…they…no one disliked them…", she finished, tears filling her eyes at the memories that flooded back. Sam knew he would have to take this slowly.

"Well is there any one, that you may have had a disagreement with lately?", He asked, looking deep into her eyes. Emma thought she could have found a whole world in those eyes. Realising she was staring, she broke off contact.

"Um, no I don't think…um wait, yes", She said, remembering Sarah. Dean turned round from looking out the windows to study her. "Um, there is this girl in my…um, group", She said, not wanting to say coven and make them look at her as if she was a freak again. "Her name is Sarah. She was kinda annoyed when this guy we liked chose me", Emma blushed again, not wanting to make eye contact with either of them.

"Do you think that this would have made her, wanna hurt you in any way?". Emma's eyes widened as she realised what they were suggesting.

"Wait you don't think. I mean Sarah was annoyed, but I don't think she'd want to hurt my parents over it", she looked at both boys who were now trapped in their own thoughts.

"You Would be surprised at what someone wants to do when they lose someone they love", Sam said darkly. Dean glanced at his brother in surprise. He guessed that he was referring to Jessica, but he didn't know Sam still was this would up about it. Dean turned to look at Emma,

"I think it's time we met this friend of yours".

TBC…