Part 4 - Believe it or not

- How can we help you? - Dean asked bluntly.

- Someone wants to kill me ... again - Dee said. - Dee was murdered, and now, happened unexplained accidents , if I wasn't what I am, I would be dead.

- You will need our help for this? - Dean laughed, had thought they would have to face terrible beings. - Why don't use her powers and catch the killer?

- Not funny - got bored Dee. - Of course it would be easy for me to find out who wants me dead, to punish him - Dee said, closing her hand how to crush something . - But I do not want to use my power, at least for now, moreover, I can't waste time with it, the fortune of Dee is being threatened if ...

- Why are you so afraid to use her powers? - Sam interrupted him.

- Good question, Sam - Dee thought before answering: - You don't know what is the real power. Control lives, decide their fate, have everybody in the palm of your hands, the pleasure is immense and you lose track of what is right, no matter what you do is wrong or not, all their actions are justified, and it becomes harder control it. It is an addiction like any other, the pleasure momentary blind and you don't hear anyone, you don't see that hurts and destroys himself and those around you - Dee spoken, don't looking away inside from the eyes of Sam, even when he looked away from his eyes.

Sam seemed bothered by what he heard.

- And the money? - Dean asked, curious.

- Money is essential to my plans - Dee replied, then laughed out loud: - Pardon me, but you had to be there to see those rich people running and screaming after I raised the coffin, it was very funny - Dee stopped talking and turned serious again - But no one seemed happy that she had risen, neither your family celebrated her return. I investigated the family and guess what, it was better Dee Hartford to be dead. She had billions, even if they spend a few million per month, this wouldn't scratch her bank account.

"Inheritance", they thought .

- Dee was unbearable because no one dared to oppose her wishes, all were afraid of losing the futile life she gave for them.

- How many games could do with ... - Dean thought in Las Vegas.

- Dean! - Sam called his brother back to reality.

- What? I was just wondering, can't I? - Dean replied.

- When I turn eighteen years I must control all the money and it seems that someone does not want that to happen - Dee said worried.

- And what matter who killed Dee, you can't deliver it to the police and you doesn't intend to kill him. What will do? - Asked Bobby.

- I know that the guilty will not be punished, but it is important in this moment don't lose my money. I know that her family want to block any money from Dee, and I can't let that happen, I need the money to help you.

- We don't need of your money - Sam was angry.

- Sammy! Don't mind him - Dean drew the attention of his brother: "Extra money would not be so bad" he thought Dean.

- Mister Colt protected the gate of hell with a big trap and I will build a bigger and more powerful trap to protect you.

- We take care of ourselves - Sam said confidently.

- Of course. But the height of the battle require a safe haven to protected and rest themselves. The fortress will protect them from demons and their human followers. Believe me, you will need it - Dee was convinced of what said.

The hunters knew they could not trust her completely, but there was no way to distinguish what was true or false.

- One more thing - Dee said in a firm voice.

Men looked at the curious for her, it seemed that would reveal something important.

- I need to go to the bathroom again and I think the bucket is not good idea - said Dee embarrassed.

Sam and Dean looked at each other.

- Let's drop it - said Sam, taking a knife to scrape a piece of the trap.

- Why so many clothes? - Dean whispered for Dee while waving to the beautiful girl who smiled at him shamelessly.

- You will have more scope to investigate if presented as my bodyguard - Dee replied, looking their up and down - I'm sorry, but your clothes... Honestly! You couldn't pass in the same street as me.

- For me it's all right! - said Sam, carrying several bags and ignoring the reproachful gaze of his big brother.

- Please, will you send it to my hotel? Thank you very much - Dee asked, handing for attendent a paper out of the store.

- Don't be long - Dee began to give orders as if they really were her employees, and Dean didn't like this, but he couldn't say anything to her, because she closed the car door and accelerated her car.

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Dee was impatient, waiting for Sam and Dean in the lobby.

- What kept you? Ah! I forgot that you came driving an old tin can, remind me to buy a new car for you - Dee said.

Dean had controlled for hours your own mouth, when heard the demon giving orders and criticizing their clothes, but to hear someone doing little if his car was the last straw: - Listen, demon-bitch, catch her new car and ....

- Dean! - Sam stopped him, concerned about the people who looked curious.

- Handsome and uneducated. I like men like you - Dee said provocating, playing a key for Sam. - I hope you enjoy the bedroom.

Sam and Dean entered the room and examined everything, huge beds and luxurious decor, really was quite different from the bedrooms that were used.

- It's cool ! - Dean said, playing himself in bed.

Sam agreed with Dean, but could not help thinking that they knew nothing about that demon with green eyes.

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- Answer the phone Sam ... - Dean muttered, as he placed the pillow on his head to muffle the sound of the phone.

Sam, drowsy, opened her eyes and reached out to reach the phone: - Hello, ok ... ok ... ok... - After switching the phone off, Sam got up and shook Dean. - Wake up, Dee wants to leave immediately and want to see us with new clothes, can not be seen next to beggars.

For who was still sleepy, Dean sat down very quickly in bed. - This demon goes crazy? I swear I lose my temper and end up with her.

Fifteen minutes later, Dee hit hard in the bedroom door of Winchester. As soon as the door opened, she entered stepping firmly and very grumpy.

- I want to know, why the "girls" are not ready? - Dee asked, looking at Dean still wearing a bathrobe and Sam without his shirt.

- We are waiting for our breakfast - Dean replied quite calm.

- I don't believe it! Will try to challenge me all the time?

- While you to treat us this way... - Sam said, entering the closet.

Dean only watched the little discussion and was surprised when Dee sat down heavily on the bed, seemed to be exhausted. Sam returned to the room, wearing dark blue suit of perfect cut, getting a look of approval from Dee that made him smile. The breakfast was delivered in the bedroom of Winchester. Dee accompanied them, after all had not fed yet.

- Please come down immediately, I'm having a bad feeling - Dee spoke to finish the breakfast.

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Dee and the "bodyguard" came to the Hartford mansion.

- What is happening here? - Dee asked, surprised to see strangers in her home.

Rachel ran to greet her and curious looked at Sam and Dean, they were most elegant, but she was trained to be discreet and did not react.

- They are my bodyguards, accommodate them in the bedroom next to mine - Dee ordered, as he walked toward a one man tall and middle-age. Dee knew the man. Dr. Grimm was the family doctor who examined her, after rise from the dead.

Sam explained to Rachel that they were investigating the case and that she should remain silent. Rachel smiled, happy to cooperate with FBI agents.

- Sorry, Miss Hartford. We tried everything possible, but her father did not respond to treatment that ... - The words of Dr. Grimm confirmed the misgivings of Dee, she ran into the father's bedroom. Leonard Morrison, in no way resembled the man she knew, the body was skeletal and when he breathed, the bones seemed to stick his thin skin. He was surrounded by several unknown persons, probably who were to be doctors and nurses.

- Everybody out. Now! - Dee yelled, giving no chance for anybody to oppose her order. Immediately, everyone left the room.

- Lock the door, said Dee so Sam and Dean - Dee pointed to Leonard: - The last time I saw this man, he was in perfect health, this is not natural! - Dee said, while she herself was doing a seek on the bed.

- What are you after? Sam asked.

- Seek for abnormal things!

- Nothing! - Dean said after finish the seeking.

Dee went to Leonard and held his face between his hands, then she opened his mouth and looked inside, she immediately began to recite: - "A vero domino, Morrison… Morrison…, cessante causa tollitur effectus. Per se stante, ad exludendum... "

Dee loosed the head of Leonard, and then he began to wrestle on the bed.

- Hold arms down. Dean e Sam helped Dee while she put her hand on his forehead, pronouncing unfamiliar words. Leonard calmed down for a moment, but his throat seemed stuck with something. Leonard had a coughing fit, to throw up a black and viscous blood clot. Dee immediately collected the clot with a towel - I need to get rid of it. She said quickly before leaving the bedroom hastily.

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