Dean watched the whole scene. His brother's weird behaviour brought a smile to his face but it also gave him the creeps. Another woman had died the same way as their mother. But in contrast to the last case they had on that, Sam didn't have visions about Lauren or Lucy killing anybody. But Sam did have such a connection with Max, whose mother was also killed by the demon who killed Mary Winchester. So, was Lucy's and Lauren's mother also a victim of this son of a bitch-demon?
"Ok, ok, let's not freak here. We have to stay focused." Dean finally said when Lucy started crying again. "Was there anything else? What about the night Lauren was born? You said something about a doctor?" It was better to change the topic. Sam didn't look too well right now.
Lucy snuffled and glared at him. "What?"
"Yeah, you said something about the doctor and that he died the night Lauren was born?"
"Oh…" it seemed to come back to Lucy. "Yeah, I guess I said that. Sorry." She snuffled again. "I've been trying to forget everything but things just started to get weirder and weirder. Yes…the doctor…" She thought for a moment. "It's been 12 years now. I cannot remember everything, but Dr. Stevenson and his wife died the night Lauren was born. As far as I remember they were found dead in a room in the basement, badly mutilated, just like the people down by the lake, I guess. And here is the one thing that I just don't get…" She looked at Sam. "There is no way that Lauren could have known how the bodies of the Stevenson's looked like. I kept everything away from her." Her voice was shaky but she kept talking. "But I couldn't stop them from taking her away from me. They locked her up in a cage and tested her like an animal to find out what was wrong with her. But there was and there is nothing wrong with her. Whatever happens here has nothing to do with my sister!" Her voice suddenly had a sharp edge to it. Sam watched her intently. She brushed through her hair with both hands and twirled the brown and highlighted strands back into a ponytail. When she let go again, the hair fell gently over her shoulders. "Sorry, I know I'm not much help here but I was only a child back then…maybe there are some filed reports in the library or so…" She smiled lopsided and raised both hands. "I don't know more…"
"That's ok…" Dean got up. For the blink of a moment he did not really know what to do. He looked out of the window. There were three men standing on the street, and all three were watching the house. Then Sam got up, too. He noticed that his brother was staring out of the window and when he took a look himself, he turned back to the sisters.
"We'll do some research, Lucy. And we'll be back soon, ok? Best would be you stay put." Lucy's sceptical look made him frown. "Please? Stay in here. Wait for us." He walked over to the window and locked it.
"What…?" Lucy began but she didn't go on. She understood. She didn't know why she trusted these two guys, but until now, they were the only hope she had. They had not tried to hurt them, actually, they were the first to ever believe her.
"Lauren? Please go upstairs and lock the windows, ok?" When Lauren didn't move, Lucy walked over to her. "Please, sweetie. We'll have dinner then, ok? What do you want? Mac'n'Cheese? Would you like that?" Now Lauren smiled. "Go, sweetie!" Her older sister smiled as well and pointed towards the stairs. "Go."
Lucy watched her sister run upstairs, then she turned to the brothers. Her face clearly showed the sorrow and the anger that was inside her.
"We'll be back soon!" Sam promised when he walked towards her. When he passed her, he gently put one hand onto her shoulder and she looked at him intently. Her eyes seemed to have changed colour. They were green before, weren't they? He was sure of that, but now they seemed blue.
"Come on, we better get going!" Dean now said and nudged his brother. Sam smiled at Lucy, then he moved across the hall towards the front door. Dean followed him but before they left, he turned around once more. "Lock the door and let no one in until we return, ok?"
Lucy nodded. She had already spotted the three men on the street. When Dean stepped out, the frown on Sam's forehead had deepened. His lips were pursed as if he was thinking about something to say but he just couldn't find the words and he wasn't even sure what to say. He wanted to encourage Lucy but how could he? He admired that she was willing to do everything to protect her sister. It also made him think of Dean and how his older brother had always looked after him. He suddenly wanted to thank Dean for everything, but there was no time, and it was definitely not the right moment.
Lucy closed the door behind them and locked it. When she didn't hear their footsteps anymore, she moved over to the window in the hallway and peered out. She saw Sam and Dean on their way to the car when they were approached by the three men. Lucy couldn't hear what they said but she knew that it wasn't good.
Then she heard Lauren coming down the stairs. She turned around and smiled. "Let's eat, sweetie!"
