QUICK ANNOUNCMENT! I'm gonna upload a story that I mentioned a while ago. It's what would have been like if Elizabeth had grown up with Sam and Dean. It should be up soon after this uploads, so if it's not up when you read this, check back soon!
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Chapter 3
Sam and Dean headed back to the motel, feeling defeated. They had gone around the small town, asking what they had noticed about the current situation. It was clear that the people here were getting very nervous. Sam and Dean didn't blame them. It was really an alarming situation.
Dean unlocked the door and opened it. Before Dean had taken two steps in the door, there was a shoe flying at his head. He ducked just in time and it hit the wall where his head had been just a second before. Looking towards the source of the flying object, he saw Eli laying on the bed with a smug smile on her face. Both Sam and Dean looked at her. Sam had a look of shock and amusement and Dean gave her a look of annoyance.
"What the hell is your problem?!" Dean exclaimed.
"You left me in a hospital to be an agent from the CDC! You know that I know nothing about diseases!" Elizabeth replied.
"So you try to decapitate me with a shoe?"
"Yeah."
Dean tried to give her a angry look, but it soon turned into a slight smile. Elizabeth was giving him a similar look. Dean continued into the room, followed by Sam.
"So what did you find out?" Sam asked.
"Well, the patients look crappy. I can tell that whatever this thing is, it's definitely deadly. It could probably take this town out within the month. But I have no clue what we are dealing with." Eli said with a sigh.
"Yeah, not much more on this end either." Dean told Eli, "All we found out is that it comes quickly and kills them just as fast. There is nothing that's worked to stop it obviously. I don't have a clue about what the hell we are dealing with here."
Elizabeth sighed and went limp on the bed. "I'm tired..." she whined.
"Let's go to sleep and continue in the morning?" Dean asked.
"Yeah." Sam agreed with a sigh.
None of them really wanted to stop investigating and sleep. This was a serious problem that they needed to take care of. Sleep would get them ready and able to work tomorrow, but that also meant that more people could die as they slept.
Elizabeth waited until her brothers were asleep and got up, walking over to the small, rickety table near the couch that Sam was sleeping on. She sat on the chair there and opened the laptop that Sam had set there before he went to sleep.
Elizabeth was in for a long night.