Authors Note: Ok because everyone asked so nicely and reviewed here's chapter three but that's it because I want to get some of my other stories updated and finished. I mean it…don't beg…because I may cave it :)
Song: Feel So Numb by Rob Zombie
Chapter 3
Happy Sweet Sixteen Lamb Chop
Django drag a coffin nail across your back
Now everybody want it gotta take it back
Brain trash porn flash what is why
look into forever revolutionize
Roxy walked out of the coroner's office, her hands shaking from what she had seen. She's seen worse but this one hit close to home for her. She saw a man leaning against the brick wall of the building smoking. She walked over to him.
"Can I get one off ya?" she asked. She never really smoked only when her nerves were shot or something brought up her past. The guy turned and nodded looking her up and down. She grabbed a five out of her pocket and handed it to him as he lit the cigarette for her. "Thanks."
She heard a rumble of an engine nearby and she turned her head seeing Dean's baby pull in. She smiled a little to herself, thoughts of her past gone but she knew they would be brought back.
They parked a few feet away from the building and she watched as they got out of the car. The two of them looked sexy as hell in their suits. She grinned as she licked her top teeth thinking 'yum.'
As they got closer she whistled getting Dean's attention which made him stop and then hit his brother in the chest walking towards her. She met them halfway.
"Well isn't it Agent Sexy One and Sexy Two," she said and took a puff of her cigarette.
"Didn't think anyone else heard about this story," said Dean as he looked at Sam. "You said they were keeping it hush hush Samantha." Sam rolled his eyes. Dean looked back at Roxy. "When did you start smoking?"
"When I was sixteen…it's on and off."
"You know that stuff is dangerous to your health?" asked Sam.
Roxy dropped the cigarette on the ground and smashed it with her heel and smiled at him. "As I am to you." She winked at him and Dean arched an eyebrow at the two of them and then cleared his throat.
She smiled looking back at Dean. "What's the verdict?" he asked.
"Girl was raped just like the last two victims. But all windows and doors were locked. So the police speculate that the rapist was let in but you two and I know otherwise."
"Any connection to the victims?" asked Sam.
"Three actually…when all three girls were found their hair had turned white."
"White?" asked Dean making an odd face.
"Yup saw it myself on the last victim and pictures of the two. And also a picture of a lamb found in each photo."
"What do you mean? The families bread lamps?"
"No, just random ones. The first girl, Terry, I looked in the picture of her lying on the floor and there was a stuff animal lamb under her bed. Suzie, she was wearing lamb pajamas and I'm going to go check on Claudia's house right now to see if there is anything. Oh and the victims are all between the ages of 15-18."
"Lamb…what could a lamb have anything to do with this?" asked Dean.
She shrugged. "I don't know. But in our job you can't let anything like coincidence slip by ya." She headed for her jeep. "You guys gonna work with me on this or am I doing it alone? Up to you. Claudia's address is 4627 Prescott Avenue, see you or not."
Dean and Sam looked at each other. "Ok one of us should go with her," said Dean and he glanced back at her seeing her about to pull out. "Wait! Roxy!" She stopped and looked at them with an impatient face. He looked back at Sam and smirked. "And I should go because I know her."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," said Sam grabbing Dean's arm. "Then maybe I should go because I don't know her."
"That doesn't make sense." Sam raised an eyebrow at him. Dean sighed defeated. "Ok it makes perfect sense but man, come on. You know this is Roxy Sheppard! The girl that…"
"I know, I know, the girl that got you rock hard when you walked into the bar…"
"And wearing that cute little business outfit." He shook his head with his lip between his teeth. Sam took a step away from his brother giving him a look. "She's so hot." Sam rolled his eyes.
"Think with your upstairs brain Dean."
"Fine, rock, paper, scissor."
Sam smiled and Roxy beeped the horn. "Come on you guys! What am I waiting for?"
Dean smirked looking back at Sam. "She's so persistent." The two got ready and Roxy sat back watching two grown men in business suits doing rock, paper scissors.
She watched as Dean lost first time and she laughed. So they did it again and Dean still lost. "Damn it," he said and they walked over to her.
"Well?" she asked.
"Sam's going with you," said Dean bitterly.
She smiled at Sam. "Good then I can get to know the young Winchester."
"Hey! That's my brother. Keep your hands on the steering wheel at all time, Sheppard."
She put her hands up in the air smiling at the two of them. Sam just gave Dean a look as he got into the jeep.
"You two behave."
"Oh you can trust me, Deanie poos," she said laughing as she drove off.
"Next time don't use scissors," growled Dean. "So I can do the interview with the hot chick."
"So Samuel…"
"You can call me Sam."
She smiled glancing at him. "Sam, what has your brother said about me?"
"I really don't think you want to know."
"Oh come on Sam. It's either good or bad and I can take both."
"Well Dean has a very big imagination so he told me about what happened between the two of you."
"Details?" She arched an eyebrow.
Sam swallowed. "Some…some things that I did not need to hear." She laughed as she nodded.
"Poor thing. I'm sorry to hear that he did that to you."
"He's quite fond of you though."
"Oh yeah? Not just because of the sex."
"Yes and no. He likes where you place your weapons."
She laughed. "There's more on me now then when I was at the bar. Can't be too careful you know?"
Sam took out a knife from his pants. "I hear ya."
"Oh Sam you got my hopes up I just thought you were happy to see me." She winked at him and he laughed. "Sam I have a feeling this is a beginning of a good friendship."
He smiled. "Yeah me too."
"Mrs. Tanner was Claudia acting any different?" asked Roxy.
Roxy, Sam and Mr. and Mrs. Tanner were sitting in the front room talking about Claudia and her death.
"How so? She was raped and murdered," said Mrs. Tanner.
She smiled sadly at Mrs. Tanner. "I know this is hard for you but please could you answer the question. Sometimes," she licked her lips looking up from the floor and looking into Mrs. Tanners eyes, "sometimes these things could have gone on for days, weeks, maybe even months. The rapist/murderer could have been playing mind games with her. Keeping her scared so no one would find out."
Sam looked at Roxy giving her a look noticing the tone in her voice but didn't say anything. He looked back at the Tanners and nodded. "Did she have any bruises? Was she sick a lot?"
"Um, about a month ago she had a bruise on her neck…it sort of looked like a hickey to me and when I asked her about it she told me she burned herself with her straightener."
Roxy nodded and looked at the father who was being very quiet. "Mr. Tanner you're a teacher at the school is that correct?"
"Yes."
Sam and Roxy shared a glance at the quick statement. "Did you notice her hanging around people at school that could have done this to her?" asked Sam.
"No, she was always with the same people every day." Sam and Roxy nodded.
"Would you mind if we took a look in her room?"
"Not at all," said Mrs. Tanner. "It's up the stairs. First door on the top of the steps on the left."
"Thank you," said Roxy.
The two walked up the stairs and towards Claudia's room. Once they were inside Sam took out the EMF reader and it started to go off.
"EMF is heavy in this room," said Sam.
Roxy looked around the room and it was tidied up after Claudia's death. She continued to look around for anything out of the ordinary and when she opened the curtains to the window she found what she was looking for. "Sam…"
"Hmm?" He turned around and walked towards the window putting away the EMF. He looked at the window and sighed, "Lambs."
There were lamb cling-ons on her window.
"How old was she?" asked Roxy.
"Uh, she just turned sixteen on Friday."
"Happy sweet sixteen Claudia," she said quietly feeling a chill run up her spine looking at these lambs.
The two of them walked out of the Tanner's house and towards her jeep. "So what do you think the lambs mean?" asked Sam.
"I'm thinking maybe a ritual. Aren't lambs used to certain rituals?"
"Yes, you can drop me off at the hotel we're staying at and I can look up any lore on lambs and rituals. But the white hair…that still is nothing to me."
"Shouldn't Dean be doing the research if you are out on the interview? Seems only fair." Roxy smiled a little at the face Sam made and she heard a cow bell and turned to see a lamb standing at the corner. She went to say Sam's name when he asked, "Hey you alright?"
She looked at him then back at the corner to see that it was gone. He didn't see it or hear the bell.
"Yeah I'm fine. Just thought I saw something but never mind." She hopped into the jeep and started it up. "So which hotel you staying at?"
"Marriott."
She smiled. "Me too, third floor."
Sam opened the motel room door and Dean quickly closed his laptop. Roxy raised an eyebrow at him as Sam just shook his head.
"What were you doing, Dean?" she asked as she closed the door and took off the jacket to the suit she was wear and untucked the shirt.
"Oh, nothing, just some research," he said smiling at them. Sam knew better and walked to his bed and grabbed his bag. He grabbed some clothes and walked into the bathroom.
"So you know what to research?" she asked standing in front of him looking sexy as hell to him with her black mini skirt and her white buttoned up shirt and her dark hair hanging loosely down in waves and curls.
She looked like something out of one of his fantasies all she needed was a ruler in her hand and he would surely bend over and ask for another.
"Sure, yeah, lambs and white hair."
She made a face and sat down next to him. "Mind if I look." Before he could do anything she grabbed the laptop and opened it up finding herself looking at porn.
"So Dean what kind of lambs were you looking for?" She looked at him from the corner of her eye.
Dean smirked. "I was just getting ready for you baby."
She laughed looking back at the site and hitting the play button. The two watched, never taking their eyes off the screen. Moans and skin being hit with leather was heard throughout the speakers of the laptop.
"You know," she said still not taking her eyes off the screen, "this is getting me really horny." She turned her head smiling at Dean and he quickly looked at her.
Dean moved the laptop off her lap and pulled her closer to him. His right hand stayed on her hips as he licked his dry lips looking from her lips to her eyes. "What do you want?"
She sucked on her bottom lip as she ran her through his hair and down the side of his face. Her eyes followed her hand till they reached his lips. Her fingertips lightly grazed them and she said, "Your lips." She looked into his eyes. "All I want is your lips."
Dean granted her wish as his lips rested gently on hers. He tilted his head deepening the kiss. His hand cupped her cheek as hers landed on his chest. His lips tasted sweet with a tiny taste of whiskey. His tongue swerved in her mouth taking as much as he can from her.
Dean couldn't get enough of her lips. They were tender and luscious.
Sam came out of the bathroom and cleared his throat. The two let go of their lips and looked at him.
"Sorry Sam," said Roxy standing up. "Porn can do that to people."
