Hey guys, here is another chapter of A New Beginning. Dean might be a bit ooc in this chapter, I don't really know if he is. I tried to make him as he are in the show.
Now in the last chapter, C had a lot of mood swings, there are alot of reasons for that. A lot of her secrets are going to come up in season 4 when Castiel meets Dean and Bobby and the most of her past are going to come up in the last of season 2 and though season 3 and in the beginning of season 4.
If you have any guesses about what the secrets and the past might be, please let me know
I can let you that right now I am writing/editing the 4. Chapter.
Inside a restaurant, C and Dean was sitting at the counter while Sam were in the restroom. There is a mostly empty plate in front of Dean looked at a newspaper with circles around obituaries before circling an obituary with a photo of a young blonde woman, with the words 'Carlton Sophie 18, - The Carlton family is sad to announce the death of their beloved daughter in a tragic swimming accident. An attractive Waitress, whose nametag says Wendy, approached the couple.
"Can I get you anything else?" the waitress asked, Dean looked up before turning to C and grinned around the pen he's chewing on when Sam came over and sat down.
"Just the check, please." Sam told the waitress. While C placed a hand on the base of Dean's neck and started to play with his hair with a soft smile on her lips. Enjoying the fact that he is ignoring the sexy waitress, she leaned closer as Dean met her halfway. He kissed her gently, happy that she had returned to her normal self but it had taken about a week for her. she had him worried when they had the case with the Wendigo. She had been acting like her former self, the soldier and the assassin, her people had trained her to be. She had been cold and distance to him, not like the woman, he fell in love with but her, acting like a soldier don't matter to him, he will always stand by her and she's still learning about a lot of things.
"Okay." The waitress walked away. Dean pulled away, still wearing a grin before he noticed his brother, C stood up before placing a peck on Dean's lips while Sam growled. Dean turned to Sam, laying his arm on top of the counter.
"You know, Sam, we are allowed to have fun once in a while." Dean pointed to C walking over to the restroom, she was wearing a deep red asymmetric hemmed shirt with laced sleeves with a v neckline, and a black skater skirt with a pair of dark grey yoga hot pants underneath the skirt. Along with a pair of blood red sneakers, Dean turned back to his brother.
"That's fun." Sam looked at him before Dean handed him the newspaper.
"Here, take a look at this, I think I got one. Lake Manitoc, Wisconsin. Last week Sophie Carlton, eighteen, walked into the lake, doesn't walk out. Authorities dragged the water; nothing. Sophie Carlton is the third Lake Manitoc drowning this year. None of the other bodies were found either. They had a funeral two days ago." Dean told Sam, pointing at the photo of Sophie.
"A funeral?" Sam asked in confusion.
"Yeah, it's weird, they buried an empty coffin. For, uh, closure or whatever." C came out from the restroom and went over to Dean, wrapping her arms around his neck from behind while having a soft smile on her face. She felt more relaxed then she had in the forest with Haley and her brothers and a lot more like herself, she also felt bad for how she had acted with Dean.
"Closure? What closure? People don't just disappear."
"Other people just stop looking for them."
"Something you want to say to me?"
"The trail for Dad. It's getting colder every day." C sighed, closing her eyes before opening them and pressed a comforting kiss on Dean's temple.
"Exactly. So, what are we supposed to do?"
"I don't know. Something. Anything."
"You know what? I'm sick of this attitude. You don't think I wanna find Dad as much as you do?"
"Yeah, I know you do, it's just- "
"C and I were the ones that's been with him every single day for the past two years, while you've been off to college going to pep rallies. We will find Dad, but until then, we're gonna kill everything bad between here and there. Okay?" Sam rolled his eyes before C reached over and smacked his head, he placed a hand on the spot with a wince. She snorted before placing a hand on Dean's cheek, turning his head before capturing his lips, distracting Dean.
"All right, Lake Manitoc." Sam asked, not seeing the couple snogging. Not hearing an answer, Sam turned to them, he shook his head with a small smile, chilled over the moon to see Dean and C back to normal, he had been worried about them, mostly C. On their last case, C had been acting completely different.
"Hey!" Dean returned his attention to Sam with a dreamily look while C smirked and held up two fingers in a v-formation.
"Huh?"
"How far?"
At the lake Manitoc, the song Round and Roundby Ratt had begun to play through the radio.
The Impala passed a clothesline with white sheets.
Later the day, the Impala crossed a bridge and passed someone fishing.
~Round and round, With love we'll find a way Just give it time~
The Impala finally drew past a sign with the words "Welcome to Lake Manitoc WI."
Outside the Carlton house, the Impala pulled up in front of the house,
~Round and round~ The Impala's engine stopped and the trio stepped out from the car, C were looking around the place when Dean came over to her, taking her hand they and Sam walked up to the door before Dean knocked on the door. Will Carlton, the son opened it.
"Will Carlton?" C asked with a soft smile as she looked at him.
"Ye-Yeah, that's right." He studded while a blush appeared on his cheeks.
"I'm Agent Tylor. This is Agent Ford and Hamill." she told Will.
"We're with the US Wildlife Service." Dean held up an ID along with C. Bill Carlton, the father was sitting on a bench on the dock. Will brought Sam, C and Dean around the house to see his father.
"She was about a hundred yards out." Will pointed out to the lake with a sad look on his face.
"That's where she got dragged down."
"And you're sure she didn't just drown?" Dean asked.
"Yeah. She was a varsity swimmer."
"She practically grew up in that lake. She was as safe out there as she was in her own bathtub." Will told the trio.
"So, no splashing? No signs of distress?" Will started to look a bit confused.
"No, that's what I'm telling you." C nodded.
"Did you see any shadows in the water? Maybe some dark shape breach the surface?" C sighed softly as she looked at Sam out the corner of her eye. Will frowned as he shook his head.
"No. Again, she was really far out there."
"You ever see any strange tracks by the shoreline?" Dean asked.
"No, never. Why? Why, what do you think's out there?"
"We'll let you know as soon as we do. "C smiled before turning on her heel as Dean followed her back to the car.
"What about your father?" C and Dean stopped and turned back.
"Can we talk to him?" Will turned to look at his father, before turning back to the younger Winchester.
"Look, if you don't mind, I mean...he didn't see anything and he's kind of been through a lot." Will looked at Sam with a sad and worried look in his eyes.
"We understand." Sam nodded before he turned and stepped over to Dean and C, the trio walked back to the Impala.
At the police station, the sheriff, Jake Devins was talking to C, Dean and Sam with a frown.
"Now, I'm sorry, but why does the Wildlife Service care about an accidental drowning?"
"You sure it's accidental? Will Carlton saw something grab his sister." Sam said.
"Like what?" the Sheriff asked to trio as they walked into Jake's office, Jake motioned to the chairs in front of his desk.
"Here, sit, please. There are no indigenous carnivores in that lake." Sam, C and Dean sat down.
"There's nothing even big enough to pull down a person, unless it was the Loch Ness Monster."
"Yeah." He laughed while C smiled at Dean's laugh.
"Right." Sam glanced at Dean and C as the corners of mouth twisted a bit.
"Will Carlton was traumatized, and sometimes the mind plays tricks. Still- "Jake sat down in his own chair.
"We dragged that entire lake. We even ran a sonar sweep, just to be sure, and there was nothing down there." Jake told the trio.
"That's weird, though, I mean, that's, that's the third missing body this year." C tilted her head to the side.
"I know. These are people from my town. These are people I care about." The Sheriff sighed
"I understand, this was… the same with the people from my village." C shallowed while her lips was in a tight smile, not use to tell someone about her past. She rarely mentions her past to Dean, her father figure or Sam, she believes that there are somethings that are meant to stay in the past. And she really don't wont Dean, Sam or her father figure to know about a lot of things that happen in her past before she met them. It's mostly about the terrible things, but also about her bloodline and family. She fears that if she told Dean and the rest, then they would leave her alone, just anyone else, she care about.
"Anyway..." Jake sighed again.
"All this...it won't be a problem much longer." Jake shrugged.
"What do you mean?" Dean looked confused.
"Well, the dam, of course." The sheriff narrowed his eyes.
"Right, the Dam, it sprung a leak." C nodded.
"It's falling apart, and the feds won't give us the grant to repair it, so they've opened the spillway. In another six months, there won't be much of a lake. There won't be much of a town, either. But as Federal Wildlife, you already knew that."
"Exactly." Dean nodded before a young woman, Andrea Barr tapped on the door.
"Sorry, am I interrupting?" Sam, C and Dean stood up, looking at the other woman.
"I can come back later." Andrea offered.
"Gentlemen and lady, this is my daughter." Jake added.
"It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Dean." Dean shook Andrea's hand with a grin, C narrowed her eyes, clearly not happy about that. She turned her head to the side, closing her eyes, trying to calm herself down.
"Andrea Barr. Hi." Andrea smiled.
"Hi." Dean noticed C's troubles and stepped over to her, locking his picky with hers. Calming her down immediately.
"They're from the Wildlife Service. About the lake." The sheriff told his daughter.
"Oh." A young boy came in, walking around Andrea.
"Hey there. What's your name?" C kneeled down in front of the boy with a smile. The boy walked away without speaking, Andrea followed him.
"His name is Lucas." Jake told the trio as C stood up, Lucas and Andrea were in the main room. Andrea gave him some crayons, she had taken out a box.
"Is he okay?" Sam looked at Lucas.
"My grandson's been through a lot. We all have." Jake stood and went over to the office door.
"Well, if there's anything else I can do for you, please let me know." Dean, C, Sam, and Jake left the office.
"Thanks. You know, now that you mentioned it, could you point us in the direction of a reasonably priced motel?"
"Lakefront Motel. Go around the corner. It's about two blocks south." Andrea explained.
"Two-would you mind showing us?" Andrea laughed.
"You want me to walk you two blocks?"
"Not if it's any trouble."
"I'm headed that way anyway." Andrea turned to her father.
"I'll be back to pick up Lucas at three." Andrea then turned to Lucas with a smile.
"We'll go to the park, okay, sweetie?" Andrea kissed Lucas on the head. Dean waved to the Sheriff as they left, Jake nodded.
"Thanks again." Sam nodded.
Outside the station, Andrea were leading the trio along the street, Dean had taken C's hand to comfort her since she had gotten quiet after Andrea had introduced herself to Dean, Sam and her.
"So, cute kid." Dean told Andrea.
"Thanks." They crossed the street.
"Kids are the best, huh?" Dean added since he knows that C loves children and she had been raising a couple of kids, back in her village before she left. C cracked a small smile, Andrea glanced at Dean but ignored him. They kept walking end till they came to a stop in front of a building with a sign that said Lakefront Motel.
"There it is. Like I said, two blocks." Andrea pointed out to the trio.
"Thanks." C mumbled softly, Andrea smiled before addressing Dean.
"Must be hard, with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line."
"Well, even with having no great pickup line, I still managed to get C to fall in love with me." Dean told Andrea, he placed a kiss on C's temple as he rubbed her hip with his thumb. C smiled, turning her head before capturing his lips. Andrea stared at the couple in shock and surprise, Sam looked a bit irritated before he turned to Andrea with a grimace.
"Sorry about them." Andrea shook her head with a soft smile.
"It's okay, it's my own fault. I should have…" Sam laughed.
"They are like that." Andrea left before calling back over her shoulder, to Sam and the couple who were snogging each other.
"Enjoy your stay!" Dean pulled away with a dreamy look on his face, C laughed softly before giving him a peck.
"'Kids are the best'? You don't even like kids." Sam just had to ask his brother, making the couple look at him.
"I love kids." C laughed as she rested her arms on Dean's shoulders and started to play with his hair.
"Really?" Dean nodded as he looked at her.
"Really."
"Okay then, name three kids, that you even know, Sweetie." Dean thought but came up empty. Sam waved a hand as he snorted before walking into the motel, Dean scratched his head. C laughed before closing the gap between them.
"I'm thinking" Dean mumbled against her lips.
Inside a motel room, Sam were working on his laptop while Dean was going through his clothing, with C sitting on the bed, sharping one of her throwing knives. Her other weapons were laying on the bed in a pile, besides her.
"So, there's the three drowning victims this year." Sam told the pair.
"Any before that?"
"Uh, yeah." Sam had a browser window opened to The Lake Manitoc Tribune, Drowning Taints ice fishing festival, He clicked on the image, and another browser window come up, again the Tribune: 12-year-old girl drowns in lake. The second drowning in 6 months at Lake Manitoc.
"Six more spread out over the past thirty-five years. Those bodies were never recovered either. If there is something out there, it's picking up its pace." Dean tossed an item of clothing onto the bed, C looked up from her knife shaping, not saying anything.
"So, what, we got a lake monster on a binge?"
"This whole lake monster theory, it, it just bugs me." Dean came over to read over Sam's shoulder, C laid the sharped throwing knife down and picked up her sword, she started to sharp it.
"Why?"
"Loch Ness, uh, Lake Champlain, there are literally hundreds of eyewitness accounts, but here, almost nothing." Sam looked at the Tribune homepage.
"Whatever it is out there, no one's living to talk about it." Sam scrolled to the comments section of an article. Dean pointed at it, C laid down her sword before moving over to Dean. She stood beside him, placing her hand into his back pocket, leaning into his side with a smile. Dean placed a hand on her right hip, pulling her closer to his side.
"Wait, Barr, Christopher Barr. Where have I heard that name before?" C leaned closer, placing a hand onto the table, C read from the page on the laptop.
"Christopher Barr, the victim in May." She clicked on a link, opening a new page. 'local man in tragic accident, the picture loaded and showed a police officer with Lucas.
"Christopher Barr was Andrea's husband, Lucas's father. Looks like he took Lucas out swimming. Lucas was on a floating wooden platform when Chris drowned. Two hours before he got rescued." Sam clicked the picture for a better look, before scratching his head.
"Maybe we have an eyewitness after all."
"No wonder that kid was so freaked out. Watching one of your parents die isn't something you just get over." C laid a hand on Dean's cheek for comfort, he leaned into her palm, closing his eyes with a soft sigh.
Later, at the park. Kids was laughing and playing. Andrea was sitting on a bench and watched Lucas, who were at another bench coloring and playing with toy soldiers. C looked at Lucas with a longing look in her eyes, she sighed softly. Dean stared at her with a sad look in his own eyes.
"Can we join you?" Andrea looked up, and saw Dean and Sam. C was standing to the side, a few feet away from Dean and Sam.
"I'm here with my son." Andrea looked annoyed, Dean looked over at Lucas.
"Oh. Mind if I say hi?" Dean turned to look at C, and gave a tilt of his head. She moved over him immediately, taking his hand.
"Your friends are good for each other." Sam sat down next to Andrea.
"I know," Sam smiled softly as he looked at his brother and friend. Dean and C approached Lucas.
"How's it going?" Dean kneeled next to the bench where Lucas is coloring, C stood behind Dean, she laid her hands on his shoulders. When Lucas doesn't even look up, Dean picked up one of the toy soldiers.
"Oh, I used to love these things." Dean imitated guns and explosions, before tossing the toy soldier down.
"So crayons is more your thing? That's cool. Chicks dig artists." C cracked a small smile, Dean smiled, seeing the small smile. Lucas had a pile of drawings on the bench. Dean took a look at the drawings, the top one was of a big black swirl; the second one was of a red bicycle.
"Hey, these are pretty good. You mind if I sit and draw with you for a while?" Dean picked up a crayon.
"I'm not so bad myself." Dean sat on the bench, picking up a pad of paper, and started drawing. C watched Dean and Lucas with a soft look on her face.
"You know, I'm thinking you can hear me, you just don't want to talk. I don't know exactly what happened to your dad, but I know it was something real bad. I think I know how you feel. When I was your age, I saw something." Dean held a pause, C squeezed his shoulders, offering comfort. Dean placed a hand over hers.
"Anyway. Well, maybe you don't think anyone will listen to you, or, uh...or believe you. I want you to know that I will. You don't even have to say anything. You could draw me a picture about what you saw that day, with your dad, on the lake. Okay, no problem. This is for you." Dean held out to Lucas the picture he drew; the picture had stick figures.
"This is my family." Dean pointed at each person in turn.
"That's my dad. That's my mom. That's my geek brother, that's C and that's me." C rested her chin on top of Dean's head
"All right, so I'm a sucky artist. I'll see you around, Lucas." Dean headed back to Sam and Andrea without C, she sat down beside Lucas while not saying anything. C know that sometimes you just need some quiet and peace. Lucas picked up the picture. Dean approached Andrea and Sam.
"Lucas hasn't said a word, not even to me. Not since his dad's accident."
"Yeah, we heard. Sorry." Andrea nodded.
"What are the Doctors saying?"
"That it's a kind of post-traumatic stress." Andrea huffed.
"That can't be easy. For either of you."
"We moved in with my dad. He helps out a lot. It's just...when I think about what Lucas went through, what he saw..." Either of them said anything for a few moments.
"Kids are strong. You'd be surprised what they can deal with." Lucas left the bench, he look at C's hand. C smiled, taking his hand before they headed over to Dean, Andrea and Sam.
"You know, he used to have such life. He was hard to keep up with, to tell you the truth. Now he just sits there. Drawing those pictures, playing with those army men. I just wish- "Lucas walked up, holding C's hand while carrying a picture.
"Hey sweetie. "Lucas handed Dean the picture. C smiled down at Lucas.
"Thanks. Thanks, Lucas." It was a picture of the Carlton house. Lucas headed back to the bench, still holding C's hand, pulling her with him.
Inside the motel room.
Dean was inside the motel room sitting on a bed, C was resting against the headboard with closed eyes. Sam opened the door and came in.
"So, I think it's safe to say we can rule out Nessie." Sam told Dean and C.
"What do you mean?" Sam sat next to Dean, C opened one eye and looked at the brothers
"I just drove past the Carlton house. There was an ambulance there. Will Carlton is dead."
"He drowned?" Dean asked Sam in confusion.
"Yep. In the sink."
"What the hell? So, you're right, this isn't a creature. We're dealing with something else." C crawled over to Dean, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. She laid her chin on top of her arm, closing her eyes.
"Yeah, but what?"
"I don't know. Water wraith, maybe? Some kind of demon? I mean, something that controls water...water that comes from the Same source."
"The lake." Sam asked.
"Yeah."
"Which would explain why it's upping the body count. The lake is draining. It'll be dry in a few months. Whatever this thing is, whatever it wants, it's running out of time."
"And if it can get through the pipes, it can get to anyone, almost anywhere." Dean pulled C around his person before picking her up in his arms, he stood up before walking over the chair.
"This is gonna happen again soon." Dean sat down on a chair with C in his arms.
"And we do know one other thing for sure. We know this has got something to do with Bill Carlton."
"Yeah, it took both his kids."
"And I've been asking around. Lucas's dad, Chris-Bill Carlton's godson."
"Let's go pay Mr. Carlton a visit." Dean agreed, before placing a kiss onto her lips. C laid her hand on the base of his neck, bringing him closer, deepening the kiss.
At the lake Bill Carlton, the father to Will and Sophie, was sitting on the bench on the dock.
"Mr. Carlton?" Bill looked up and saw Sam, C and Dean approached.
"Can we ask you a few questions, if you don't mind." C asked softly.
"We're from the, the Department- "Dean started
"I don't care who you're with. I've answered enough questions today."
"Your son said he saw something in that lake. What about you? You ever see anything out there? Mr. Carlton, Sophie's drowning and Will's death-we think there might be a connection to you or your family." Sam pointed out.
"My children are gone. It's...it's worse than dying. Go away. Please." The trio looked at each other for a moment before turning around, they walked back to the car.
"What do you think?"
"Aw, I think the poor guy's been through hell. I also think he's not telling us something."
"Dean's right, Sam. Carlton have been through enough." C spooked softly with a sad tune in her voice, Dean placed a hand on her hip. Sam leaned on the Impala.
"So now what?" Dean went quietly as he looked at the Carlton house.
"What is it?"
"Huh. "C tilted her head to the side with a frown before turning to her boyfriend.
"Sweetie, Lucas' drawing." Dean nodded.
"Maybe Bill's not the only one who knows something." Dean pulled out the picture LUCAS brought him, which is of the Carlton house. Dean looked at Sam, C stared sadly at the picture with a sigh.
At the Barr/ Devins house.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think it's a good idea." Andrea protested.
"I just need to talk to him." Dean pleaded.
Inside the house, C, Sam and Dean was standing in the kitchen, talking with Andrea.
"Just for a few minutes."
"He won't say anything. What good's it gonna do?"
"Andrea, we think more people might get hurt. We think something's happening out there."
"My husband, the others, they just drowned. That's all." Andrea shook her head in denial. C took Andrea's hands as she looked into the other woman's eye, sharing the sad look in her own eyes.
"If that's what you really believe, then we'll go. But if you think there's even a possibility that something else could be going on here, please let me talk to your son." Dean pleaded, watching the two women.
"Andrea, please… just for a few minutes." Andrea inhaled sharply as she stared into C's eyes, searching for something, after a few moments, she nodded. Andrea had found what she was looking for in C's eye.
Inside Lucas' bedroom, Lucas was coloring on a blank piece of paper with toy soldiers standing around him. Dean, C, Andrea, and Sam approached the doorway. Dean entered with C besides him, they crouched down beside Lucas.
"Hey, Lucas. You remember me?" Lucas had drawn two more pictures of a red bicycle.
"You know, I, uh, I wanted to thank you for that last drawing. But the thing is, I need your help again." Lucas was drawing a person in water as Dean opened the house picture and put it down in front of the kid, C stared at Lucas, her eyes carrying a deep sorrow, she took in a shakily breath before she stood up and almost ran out of the room. Sam and Andrea stared after her in surprise and shock, Dean sighed softly as he looked after her before turning back to Lucas. He knows that the sooner, they finishes the case, the better. After all the case had hit C hard, it had brought up some of her past. The same past she isn't ready to face after all she had trying to bury it ever since she met Dean and Sam and since her village burned down and her people murdered.
"How did you know to draw this? Did you know something bad was gonna happen? Maybe you could nod yes or no for me." Lucas kept coloring, Dean nearly growled in frustration because he doesn't like having C out of his sight, he is used to having her near him.
"You're scared. It's okay. I understand. See, when I was your age, I saw something real bad happen to my mom, and I was scared, too. I didn't feel like talking, just like you. But see, my mom-I know she wanted me to be brave. I think about that every day. And I do my best to be brave. And maybe, your dad wants you to be brave too." Lucas dropped his crayon and stared up at Dean. He handed Dean a picture of a white church, a yellow house, and a boy with a blue baseball cap and red bicycle in front of a wooden fence.
"Thanks, Lucas." Dean nodded before walking out of the room, needing to find C, he found her outside, staring at the sky with a faraway look in her eyes. Dean went over to her and wrapped his arms around her stomach, bringing her into his embrace. She leaned into his embrace, inhaling his scent with closed eyes. Dean pressed a kiss to the back of her head, C turned around in his arms. She stared up at Dean with sorrowful eyes, he brought her into a kiss.
Later in the Impala.
Billy Squier's ~Too Daze Gone~ started to play.
~Walking through the streets just the other day~
Dean and Sam was sitting in the Impala with C in the backseat, sleeping. Sam was holding the church picture.
~Movin'~
"Andrea said the kid never drew like that till his dad died."
"There are cases-going through a traumatic experience could make people more sensitive to premonitions, psychic tendencies." Sam argued
"Whatever's out there, what if Lucas is tapping into it somehow? I mean, it's only a matter of time before somebody else drowns, so if you got a better lead, please." Dean told his brother with a small edge to his voice.
"All right, we got another house to find."
"The only problem is there's about a thousand yellow two-stories in this county alone." Sam looked at the picture.
"See this church? I bet there's less than a thousand of those around here."
"Oh, college boy thinks he's so smart." Dean mocked.
~Too daze gone I'm broke down, insufferable My mind is on the blink~ C groaned in her sleep as she turned around.
"You know, um..." Sam began with hesitation.
~It's later than you think~
"What you said about Mom..." Dean glared slightly at his brother before turning his gaze back to the road.
~And I'm too daze gone~
"You never told me that before."
"It's no big deal."
~Went to see a friend just the other day~ Dean looked at Sam who had a sad poppy look on his face, Dean groaned quietly.
"Oh God, we're not gonna have to hug or anything, are we?" Dean snapped a bit too loud, C moved a bit in her sleep. Dean paled as he heard the sounds of fabric moving, Sam stared at his brother with an invisible question mark on top of his head.
~Movin'~
Sam and Dean approached a white church shaped like the one in Lucas's picture, the brothers had left C sleeping in the backseat. Sam had wanted to wake her but Dean disagreed, saying that she needs the sleep. Dean held up the picture and stared at it, comparing it to the scene in front of him; there was a yellow house next to the church, and a wooden fence near the house. Sam looked at Dean before they both looked up at the church, they crossed the street to the house. Dean rang the doorbell before the door opened and an older woman looked at the duo.
"We're sorry to bother you, ma'am- "
Dean and Sam were inside the house, speaking to the same woman who opened the door, Mrs. Sweeney.
"-but does a little boy live here, by chance? He might wear a blue ball cap, has a red bicycle."
" No sir. Not for a very long time. Peter's been gone for thirty-five years now." She told Dean, with sadness in her voice. There was a picture of Peter on the side table. Sweeney sighed softly as she looked at the picture.
"The police never-I never had any idea what happened. He just disappeared." Sam pointed out to Dean a number of toy soldiers that was standing on a table.
"Losing him-you know, it's...it's worse than dying." Dean glanced at his younger brother.
"Did he disappear from here? I mean, from this house?" The older Winchester questioned.
"He was supposed to ride his bike straight home after school, and he never showed up." Dean picked a picture off the mirror. There were two boys in the picture, Peter with a bicycle. Dean turned the picture around before reading from the back of the picture.
"Peter Sweeney and Billy Carlton, nineteen seventy."
At the lake, Bill was sitting on the bench on the dock, talking to himself, or rather to the lake.
"You've taken everything, everyone. I've got nothing left. I didn't understand. I didn't believe. Now I think I do. I think I finally know what you want. "
Inside the Impala, Dean was driving with Sam in the passenger seat and C now awake in the back seat.
"Okay, this little boy Peter Sweeney vanishes, and this is all connected to Bill Carlton somehow. "
"Yeah, Bill sure as hell seems to be hiding something, huh?" Dean agreed.
"And Bill, the people he loves, they're all getting punished." Sam added.
"What if Bill did something to Peter?" C suggested.
"What if Bill killed him?"
"Then Peter's spirit would be furious. It's possible that it wants revenge."
At the Carlton house, the Impala pulled up in front of the Carlton house. Sam, C and Dean approached the house.
"Mr. Carlton?" Sam asked before an engine roared from behind the house. The trio went around the house to see Bill going out on the lake in his boat.
"Hey, check it out." The trio ran to the end of the dock, yelling as they ran.
"Mr. Carlton! You need to come back! Come out of the water! Turn the boat around!" Dean shouted.
"Mr. Carlton!" Bill ignored them and kept going, the water raised up and flipped the boat over and Bill vanished from the trio's sight.
At the police station, Lucas was sitting in a chair, rocking back and forth with his mother besides him, she was holding a paper bag and a plastic container. Andrea looked at her son, worried.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Sam, Dean, C, and Jake Devins walked in the door. Andrea looked over to them.
"Sam, Dean, Crystal." Andrea stood up, putting the bag and container on her chair.
"I didn't expect to see you here."
"So now you're on a first-name basis. What are you doing here?" The sheriff asked his daughter.
"I brought you dinner." Andrea pointed out, holding out a hand towards the chair, she had been sitting in.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart, I don't really have the time."
"I heard about Bill Carlton. Is it true? Is something going on with the lake?"
"Right now we don't know what the truth is. But I think it might be better if you and Lucas went on home." Lucas looked up and whined, looking scared; he jumped up and grabbed Dean and C's arm. "Lucas, hey, what is it?"
"Lucas." C looked at Lucas, with a worried look in her eyes.
"Lucas."
"Lucas, it's okay. It's okay. Hey, Lucas, it's okay. It's okay." Dean told the kid before Andrea pulled her son away from Dean and C and leaded him outside. Lucas didn't look away from Dean and C until he's outside. Jake throwed down his jacket and walked into his office. Sam, C and Dean followed.
"Okay, just so I'm clear, you see...something attack Bill's boat, sending Bill-who is a very good swimmer, by the way-into the drink, and you never see him again?" Dean glanced at Sam and C. "That's about it" C agreed.
"And I'm supposed to believe this, even though I've already sonar-swept that entire lake? And what you're describing is impossible? And you're not really Wildlife Service?" Dean looked surprised while C stared blackly at the Sheriff.
"That's right, I checked. Department's never heard of you three."
"See, now, we can explain that." Dean began speaking.
"Enough. Please. The only reason you're breathing free air is one of Bill's neighbors saw him steering out that boat just before you did. So, we have a couple of options here. I can arrest you for impersonating government officials and hold you as material witnesses to Bill Carlton's disappearance. Or, we can chalk this all up to a bad day, you get into your car, you put this town in your rearview mirror, and you don't ever darken my doorstep again."
"Door number two sounds good."
"That's the one I'd pick."
Inside in the Impala, it was night. Dean, C and Sam was sitting in the Impala, waiting at a traffic light with a sign says I-43 North to Milwaukee were to the left. The light turned green but the Impala didn't move.
"Green."
"What?" Dean turned to look at his brother.
"Light's green." Dean turned right, C smiled softly.
"Uh, the interstate's the other way."
"I know."
"But Dean, this job, I think it's over." Sam argued.
"Sam…" C frowned as she looked at the brothers.
"I'm not so sure."
"If Bill murdered Peter Sweeney and Peter's spirit got its revenge, case closed. The spirit should be at rest."
"All right, so what if we take off and this thing isn't done? You know, what if we've missed something? What if more people get hurt?"
"But why would you think that?"
"Lucas was really scared." C added.
"That's what this is about?"
"I just don't want to leave this town until I know the kid's okay." Dean admitted.
"Who are you? And what have you done with my brother?" Dean glanced at Sam while C laughed softly.
"Shut up"
At the Barr house, Sam, C and Dean had arrived.
"Are you sure about this? It's pretty late." C pressed the doorbell, making it ring. At the same moment, Lucas opened the door, desperately afraid.
"Lucas? Lucas!" Lucas took off. Dean, C and Sam followed the kid to the bathroom, where water was pouring out from under the bathroom door and down the stairs. Lucas started pounding on the bathroom door, Dean pushed Lucas over to C before kicking in the door. Lucas grabbed Dean and C, Sam ran into the bathroom and sticking his arms into the tub, trying to pull Andrea out. She was pulled back in under, but Sam kept pulling until she was all the way out from the tub. Before she started to cough water out.
Later, at dawn. Andrea and Sam was sitting in the living room, on the couch. Andrea was dry and wearing some comfortable clothes.
"Can you tell me?" Sam asked.
"No." Dean and C was looking through some notebooks on the bookshelves.
"It doesn't make any sense." Andrea started to cry.
"I'm going crazy." She put her face in her hands.
"No, you're not. Tell me what happened. Everything." Sam argued
"I heard...I thought I heard...there was this voice."
"What did it say?"
"It said...it said 'come play with me'." Andrea sobbed.
"What's happening?" C pulled out a scrapbook that said 'Jake - 12 years old' and opened it, she flipped through the pages. Before closing it again and went over to Sam and Andrea with Dean besides her. C put the book down in front of Andrea, she opened the book to a picture of Explorer Troop 37.
"Andrea, do you recognize any of these kids in these pictures?" C asked softly.
"What? Um, um, no. I mean, except that's my dad right there. He must have been about twelve in these pictures." Andrea moved her finger over to another picture of Jake as a child, he is standing next to Peter. C lifted her head and looked at Sam.
"Chris Barr's drowning. The connection wasn't to Bill Carlton. It must have been to the Sheriff." Dean figured out.
"Bill and the Sheriff-they were both involved with Peter."
"What about Chris? My dad-what are you talking about?" Dean looked sideways, C stood up from her former position and took Dean's hand before noticing Lucas staring out the window. She frowned as she looked at Lucas.
"Lucas?" C spoke quietly, Dean, Sam and Andrea turned to look.
"Lucas, what is it?" Lucas opened the door and walked outside while everyone followed.
"Lucas, honey?" Lucas stopped and looked at the ground before turning to Dean and C.
"You and Lucas get back to the house and stay there, okay?" Dean told Andrea as he looked at the ground.
Andrea pulled her son back to the house, before Dean, C and Sam presumably fetched a couple of shovels from the Impala. Before they started to dig. A little while later, Sam's shovel clanked against something. The trio looked at each other before they started to dig with their hands. Soon they pulled out a red bicycle.
"Peter's bike." Sam blinked.
"Who are you?" Sam, C and Dean turned around, Dean moved so he was standing in front of C. Jake was standing a few feet away, pointing a gun at them.
"Put the gun down, Jake." Sam, C and Dean dropped the shovels.
"How did you know that was there?"
"What happened? You and Bill killed Peter, drowned him in the lake and then buried the bike? You can't bury the truth, Jake. Nothing stays buried." C glared at the Sheriff.
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about."
"You and Bill killed Peter Sweeney thirty-five years ago. That's what the hell I'm talking about." Dean snapped as Andrea ran up to them.
"Dad!"
"And now you got one seriously pissed-off spirit."
"It's gonna take Andrea, Lucas, everyone you love. It's gonna drown them. And it's gonna drag their bodies God knows where, so you can feel the Same pain Peter's mom felt. And then, after that, it's gonna take you, and it's not gonna stop until it does." C spoke as she moved around Dean to stand in front.
"Yeah, and how do you know that?"
"Because that's exactly what it did to Bill Carlton." She continued.
"Listen to yourselves, the three of you. You're insane."
"I don't really give a rat's ass what you think of us. But if we're gonna bring down this spirit, we need to find the remains, salt them, and burn them into dust. Now tell me you buried Peter somewhere. Tell me you didn't just let him go in the lake."
"Dad, is any of this true?"
"No. Don't listen to them. They're liars and they're dangerous."
"Something tried to drown me. Chris died on that lake. Dad, look at me." Jake looked at his daughter.
"Tell me you-you didn't kill anyone." Jake looked away in shame.
"Oh my God."
"Billy and I were at the lake. Peter was the smallest one. We always bullied him, but this time, it got rough. We were holding his head under the water. We didn't mean to. But we held him under too long and he drowned. We let the body go, and it sank." Dean glanced at Sam before taking C's hand.
"Oh, Andrea, we were kids. We were so scared. It was a mistake. But, Andrea, to say that I have anything to do with these drownings, with Chris, because of some ghost? It's not rational."
"All right, listen to me, all of you. We need to get you away from this lake, as far as we can, right now."
Andrea turned her head and spotted Lucas walking down to the lake. She gasped as she stared at her son.
"Lucas!" They all ran up to the dock. Lucas was leaning over the side, reaching for a toy soldier in the water.
"Come play with me." Peter's voice called out to Lucas.
"Lucas!"
"Lucas! Baby, stay where you are!" A hand came up through the water and pulled Lucas into the water. The adults had reached the edge of the lake, Jake stopped as Peter's head was visible; Jake recognized him. Dean, C and Sam kept running to the end of the dock and they dived into the water.
"Oh my God!" Andrea took off her jacket as if to jump into the lake, Sam's head came up.
"Andrea, stay there!" Sam shouted.
"No! Lucas!" She pleaded.
"We'll get him! Just stay on the dock!" Sam dived under the water again before Dean and C came up. A minute later, so did Sam. The trio looked around from their spot.
"Sam? C?" Sam and C shook their heads.
"Lucas, where are you?" Jake took off his jacket as Sam and Dean dived back down, C stayed above the water as Jake waded into the lake. Andrea and C looked over to the Sheriff.
"Peter, if you can hear me...please, Peter, I'm sorry. I'm so-I'm so sorry." Jake began speaking
"Daddy, no!" Andrea shouted as C started to swim towards him with a determined look in her eyes.
"Peter. Lucas-he's, he's just a little boy. Please, it's not his fault, it's mine. Please take me." Dean and Sam came up for air, C was about near Jake when she heard Dean's voice called out.
"Jake, no!" Peter surfaced underneath Jake in the water.
"Just let it be over!" Jake got dragged down, C immediately dived into the water after him. She reached Jake almost immediately, she grabbed his hand and tried to pull him free from Peter's grip.
"Daddy! Daddy! No!" Dean and Sam dived down again.
"No!" Sam came up, shaking his head.
Andrea mouthed 'no!' before Dean came up, holding Lucas, who wasn't moving. Dean swan over to the dork with Sam in front of him. They pulled Lucas up onto the dork, who started cough out water.
"Crystal hasn't come up!" Dean turned to Andrea with a frightening look on his face.
"Where!" Dean urged, Andrea pointed to where her father got dragged under by Peter. Dean immediately dived into the lake, soon he came to where C and Jake was. He took a deep breath before diving under the surface, Dean looked around before he saw C's pale body. Her hand was holding the Sheriff's hand, he grabbed her before pulling her with him as he swan to the surface. Once they came over above the surface, C started to cough and spit out water. Dean took in a relief breath as he heard her breathing. Dean turned her around in his arms before cashing a kiss onto her lips, she responded immediately to the kiss. C tangled her hands in his hair as they deepened the kiss.
At the motel, Dean, C and Sam walked out of the motel. Dean opened the car door and C and Sam tossed each a duffel in.
"Look, we're not gonna save everybody."
"I know." Dean sighed before grapping C and captured her lips into a kiss, she sighed against his lips.
"Crystal, Sam, Dean." Andrea walked up with Lucas, the couple turned to look at the mother and son. Dean was holding C in his arms, they smiled at Andrea and Lucas
"Hey."
"We're glad we caught you. We just, um, we made you lunch for the road." Lucas was carrying a tray of sandwiches, C moved out from Dean's embrace and went over to Lucas with a smile on her lips
"Lucas insisted on making the sandwiches himself."
"Can I give it to them now?" He asked as he looked at his mother.
"Of course." Andrea smiled and kissed Lucas's head.
"Come on, Lucas, let's load this into the car." Dean grabbed C's hand as they along with Lucas went to the truck of the Impala.
"How you holding up?" Sam asked.
"It's just gonna take a long time to sort through everything, you know?" Sam sighed.
"Andrea, I'm sorry."
Andrea shook her head.
"You saved my son. I can't ask for more than that. Dad loved me. He loved Lucas. No matter what he did, I just have to hold on to that." Dean put the sandwiches in the car, having a hand on C's hip.
"All right, if you're gonna be talking now, this is a very important phrase, so I want you to repeat it one more time."
"Zeppelin rules!"
"That's right. Up high." Dean held his hand up for a high-five with a grin on his face.
Lucas obliged, grinning before C kneeled down to the kid's level. She held out her arms, Lucas cashed into her embrace. C placed a hand on top of his head, patting his hair, just holding him close for a moment before she let go of Lucas.
"You take care of your mom, okay?"
"All right." Lucas nodded as Andrea came up and hugged Dean and C for a second before pulling away from the couple.
"Thank you." Dean thought a minute, then he scratched his head and went around the car but not before giving C a peck on her temple.
"Sam, move your ass. We're gonna run out of daylight before we hit the road." Dean got in the car as C got into the back seat, before Sam got into the passenger seat. Bad Company's ~Movin' On~ started to play when Dean started the engine.
~I got to move on and I never seem to slow down~
Sam, Dean and C smiled at Andrea and Lucas waving goodbye.
~Yeah yeah yeah, I'm moving on, moving on from town to town~ Sam, C and Dean drew away.
~Yeah yeah yeah, I never seem to slow down~ The Impala drew on.
I hope that you like this chaptor, right now I don't know when I am going to update this story and 'The Crimson Moon.' Since there are a lot of things in my life that are different, I'm really sorry but I am going to take some time off from writhing chapters/stories mostly because I need to sort some shuff out.
There are things/shuff in my life that are kinda hard right now but I promise you all that when I have time, I am going to try and edit some chapters.
And please R&R.
See you next time and I am sorry.