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A/N: sorry for the slow update. will try to post sooner in the future. Ciao
Sam waited impatiently for the door to open. He spared a quick glance at his brother who was busy fiddling and tugging at the collar at what Dean insisted on calling 'monkey suits'. He was surprised when he heard the door creak open. It was barely open by a fraction but, considering this woman had just lost her sister, he wasn't surprised.
"Ms Collingsworth." He asked softly.
The woman watched him warily. Seeming to have made up her mind she opened the door slightly more, but not completely.
"Yes" she answered still staring at them suspiciously.
"FBI ma'am." Dean said before Sam could open his mouth. "Am Agent Rider and this is my partner Monroe. We're here concerning your late sister." Dean finished the authority still ringing in his voice.
He pulled out his badge to show the woman, knowing for a fact that it looked legitimate. Sam quickly followed his lead, mimicking his movements.
"May we come in?" Sam asked politely as he nodded towards the apartment, knowing the woman wouldn't dare object.
Sure enough Ms Collingsworth agreed opening the door fully to let them in.
"Am sorry?" she said closing the door after them. "What is it you wanted to talk to me about?"
"We wanted to ask you a couple of questions about you late sister 'Mellissa'." Sam answered keeping his voice polite.
The woman was obviously still grieving for her sister. He didn't want Dean firing off questions she wasn't ready to answer just yet.
"But, I already went all over this stuff with the police." Confusion was written all over her face.
"Yeah, we know." Dean answered. "But now that the FBI has taken over the case we just need to go through it again. It's protocol." he said giving her a sympathetic look.
He understood the woman loss, but right now they needed to get at the bottom of this case before anymore deaths occur. He sighed in relief as the woman across him slowly nodded her head.
"Ms Collingsworth?"
"Elaina." She interrupted.
"O.K" Sam nodded to show he understood. "Elaina. What happened that day?"
"Well" she said pointing them towards the couch inviting them to sit down. After they sat down she made her way to the couch opposite them. "It was just like I told the police. It was like any other random day. I woke up. I went to work as usual. I didn't see my sister that day. I only called her once during lunch break to ask her to pick up Joel.-"
"Who's Joel" Dean interrupted.
"Joel's my son." Elaina replied pointing behind dean. On the table behind them were a couple of framed photos. Most of them were with Elaina and a dark skinned boy. The resemblance between them was remarkable. There was no questioning the fact that this was her son. Others had Melissa included. The family was small but otherwise they seemed happy.
"How old is Joel?" Sam asked.
"He's eleven." Sam noted a hint of pride in her voice as she said so.
"So?" Dean asked wanting to get back to topic. "At what time did Melissa picked Joel up?"
"Two, thirty that's when school finishes." Elaina answered as Sam busied himself by jotting down the information.
"Do you know what your sister was doing back at her office past midnight?" Elaina shook her head.
"It was a Friday night. She and a couple of mates from work where out clubbing. Anyway she had left a couple of files at work. Just some stuff she needed to hand in by Monday. I suppose she went by the office to pick it up." "Next thing I know am getting a call at 2 o'clock in the morning. And-" by then her voice broke off and tears had started to spill down the cheek of her dark skin.
"I'm so sorry." Sam said as he passed her a box of tissues sitting on the table next to him. Gratefully she took the box wiping away her tears.
"Elaina." Dean said gently in order not to upset the woman. "I am sorry. But, we need to ask you a couple of questions before we leave." Seeing Elaina's tear stained face nod in agreement he continued. "Did your sister see anything strange before she died?"
"What do you mean strange?" Elaina asked frowning.
Dean felt bad about lying to the woman, but they needed to solve this case fast.
"Seven people with absolutely no connection with each other were pushed of the top of a building. That's no coincidence. We need every single bit of detail we can get."
"No" Elaina finnally answered. "Mel didn't see anything strange before she died."
Elaina knew she wasn't the only one to lose a loved one. But, even that line of thinking didn't make the pain go away.
At her reply she could have sworn she saw disappointment in Rider's face as he ran he's fingers through his short sandy brown hair. The taller one just gave her a slight nod followed by a tight smile.
"That will be all ma'am."
"Well that was absolutely pointless" Dean muttered as both he and his brother made their way to the Impala.
"What do we do now?" Sam asked his older brother. Dean paused for a second thinking.
"We'll visit more of the victim's family. There has to be some sort of connection. Someone must have noticed something weird. After that we'll check out the building." Sam nodded. The plan made sense. He followed his brother making his way to the passenger's side of the Impala. Unfortunately they still had a job to finish.
