Chapter 4

It was just too much for me. It was ridiculous. Why would an alien abduct a college student. A frat boy like Curtis. It made no sense.

Still, we decided to dig in a little more about Curtis. We started asking his roommates, but, uh...Sam started to act...really weird. I mean...there was no need to hug that boy. He honestly didn't cared about what happened to Curtis.

I shared a look with Dean. "I'm gonna go...ask Chris" I told him, eying Sam hugging that man.

"You brave little soldier" he was saying.

I snorted and turned around, searching for my boyfriend. Chris was a friend of Curtis, so I supposed he could know something I didn't about him.

"What can you tell me about Curtis?" I asked him when I saw him.

"Hello to you too" he said sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes, "Hello, Good morning. What can you tell me about Curtis?"

I did not knew him well. But if an alien got interested in him and abducted him and probed him and made him slow dance and all that, he should be special or whatever.

Chris looked at me, and shrugged. "He's an idiot"

"Yeah, I noticed, but I mean, why would an alien abduct him and...made him slow dance and—"

Chris looked at me wide eyed, and then laughed. Loudly. "Slow...Slow dance?"

I gave him a look, "Please don't tell anybody that. We promised not to tell anyone" But I was tempted to tell Chris that they had probed Curtis too. I hadn't heard Chris laugh in a long time.

"Yeah, whatever" he snorted, "But seriously...slow dance?"

I giggled. "Yeah, I know. Crazy, right?"

He snorted. "Sound like he was high to me."

"Not so sure about that" I said, "Have you seen the engine marks on the ground?"

"Yeah" he shrugged, "But tell you what, whatever happened to Curtis, he had it coming"

I looked at him surprised, I had though they were friends. "Why? I thought you guys were friends"

"Not anymore" he told me. His blue eyes looking into my apple green ones while we talked.

"Why?" I asked eying him.

"He put us through hell all semester and got off on it." he told me angrily, "Stole my trophy, destroyed every good party around here...Well, you got the idea"

I just nodded. "Anything else you can tell me?"

He shrugged. "He's pretty normal"

I sighed. This was going to be a long day.

...

A couple of hours later, I was on my brother's room. I was sitting on the couch with my feet in their table while Sam and Dean fought. I had put on my iPod and currently was waiting for my dorks brothers to stop fighting about Sam's laptop so we could go out and eat dinner.

"Seriously, I'm hungry" I complained, "Can you guys stop fighting?"

They both ignored me and continued bickering like some old married couple. I groaned, Chris was studying for a really important test he had tomorrow, Sam and Dean were fighting...And I didn't wanted to be alone there on a restaurant.

But my hunger won.

...

I entered the local restaurant and ordered a pizza for me and some burgers to go for my idiot brothers. Just as I was about to walk away, I saw a familiar face sitting alone in a table, eating what looked to be a super-duper-ultra-mega-big banana split with extra candy and extra sugar. He looked up at me.

"Hey, leather girl," he said, a smirk creeping to his face.

"Hey, janitor" I responded back with the same tone of voice.

He sort of snorted a bit. "Janitor, really?"

I shrugged, "I don't know your name"

"Well, I don't know yours either, and I'm not calling you electrician" he told me.

"Touché" I rolled my eyes.

He smirked, "Sit with me"

I took a seat in front of him, and I looked at his ice cream, that somehow seemed to have even more candy now.

"I'm having a diabetic coma just looking at that thing" I said.

He gave me a amused smirk, and raised his spoon to his mouth, slowly licking it. I grimaced a bit. I loved candy, but honestly, that was way too much.

"So, did you see the alien marks?" he asked me.

I sighed. "Yeah"

"And what do you think?"

I shrugged, a bit tiredly. "Some serious crap is happening here"

He laughed. He actually laughed at me. "You have no idea"

I sighed and sat more comfortably, resting my back against the wall. Then, the words the janitor said struck me, and I looked at him.

"Do things like that usually happens a lot here?" I asked.

"Yeah, sometimes" he told me, shrugging and looking like it was nothing, but in his eyes I only saw mischief and the look you got when you were doing something naughty.

I bit my lips, trying to look cute and innocent. "Tell me about them"

I don't know if the look worked and I looked innocent. All I know is that he pursed his lips and liked them finishing his ice cream.

"You have a thing for this sort of things" he noticed, looking around and spotting a waitress.

He called out for her and she walked to us. She was really pretty, I noticed. Dark hair, blue eyes, nice body...I shook my head. It wasn't the time to cheek out some girls, I awaited for the janitor's answer. And besides, I have a boyfriend...Sadly. The girl was really beautiful.

I looked at the janitor and realised I wasn't the only one checking out the girl. I rolled my eyes a bit, to then widen them when he asked her for another one of those...things full of candy.

When she moved out to bring him that thing full of candy, I turned to look at him.

"Seriously?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

He shrugged, smiling in that sassy way he usually did, "I love candy"

"I noticed" I snorted.

For a moment we just, like, stared at each other without saying anything or blinking or moving...It was weird.

Then I shook my head, trying to concentrate. "Tell me about those stories"

He sort of whined, "That's boring" he said, "Lets talk about something more...interesting"

I looked at him. "Like what?"

"How are your brothers?" he asked instead, leaning a bit towards me in the table.

I raised my eyebrows, "What about them?"

The waitress returned and leave him his candy.

"Thanks" he said with a flirty smile, to then turn to me, "Do they know you're here?"

I shrugged, "I don't really know"

"How come?" he asked, frowning.

"I don't think they noticed me got out of the motel" I said, "They were a little busy yelling at each other"

The look on the janitor's eyes suddenly changed. "Do they fight a lot?"

I nodded. "They drive me insane sometimes"

He sort of grimaced, but I saw in his eyes something that looked like pain "I feel you, sis"

I chuckled a bit at his words, but looked at him curiously. "You have brothers too?"

"Yeah" he said slowly, totally serious. I wondered if something had happened for him to change his mood so radically.

"Do they fight a lot too?" I asked before I could stop myself.

He looked up at me. "Yeah"

We were silent for some minutes, and he continued eating his candy. I looked down, not really sure if that was my clue to leave or...—

"You wanted to know about what happens here, right?" he asked suddenly.

I nodded quickly, raising my eyes to meet his.

"Well, better got comfy" he told me, his sarcastic smirk returning, "'Cause they're a lot"

...

I tried calling my brothers, but they didn't answered the damn phone.

"Dean" I said when his cellphone send me to his voicemail, "You need to hear this—"

Someone pushed me, making my phone fall to the floor. Luckily the bag with the food didn't fall to the floor. "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING! ASSHOLE!" it was a man, walking fast with a briefcase in his hands. He didn't even turned to me. I glared at his back.

I checked, and cursed when I noticed my phone had cracked and was dead now. "Great, just freakin' great!" my whole life depended on that phone. There I had had really important phone numbers of fellow's hunters, and other important stuff.

I forced myself to take a breath to calm down. Getting mad won't bring my phone back, I told myself.

I entered my car and drove to the Motel. I entered my brother's room without knocking. Sammy was on the bed, reading something. Dean was on the bathroom, but when he heard me enter the room he popped his head.

"Lily? Is everything ok?" asked Sam.

"Did you bring me pie?" asked Dean immediately.

"Yes" I told him tossing him the bag with the food.

He took it flawlessly. "You're my favourite sister" he said when he noticed all the pie I brought for him.

"I'm your only sister" I said amused, to then turn serious again, "You guys are not going to believe this, but Dean was right"

"Of course I was!" he said smugly, "I'm always right"

I rolled my eyes, "Sure thing"

"Right about what?" asked Sam.

Dean looked at me too, "Yeah, right about what?"

I rolled my eyes at Dean, but told them about my conversation with the janitor.

When I finished they both looked at me. Sam looked in deep thought, and Dean was tilting his head.

"So, I was right? The connection between the victims was that they were both dicks" Dean said, and gave Sam a smug look. "Told you so"

I nodded, "It had been happening for a while now, he told me so, and they all have been dicks"

"How does the janitor knows so much?" asked Sam.

I shrugged. "He has been working here for years now, and he has eyes"

"Anyway, at least we have now the connection, though..." I frowned, "It was all different what happened. One person died, the other is still alive, but pretty sure fucked up and scared"

"They learned the lessons" said Dean, nodding to my thought. "Don't be a dick"

"Seriously, 'learned the lesson' one of them is dead, Dean" bitched Sam.

"But what can cause that?" I asked to no one in particular, ignoring my brothers for a second. "I mean...a gosth and an alien"

"Weirdest match I've ever heard" said Sam and Dean together, to then glare at each other.

I frowned looking at my cracked phone. "I can't wait to see what's gonna be next" I said sarcastically, "Maybe we'll have the Hulk"

...

"Nope, not Hulk" said Dean to me, "But pretty damn close"

I had been searching in my computer for a deity or entity or maybe a poltergeist or something like that that could cause that sort of things to appear when he entered my room with his keys on his hands.

"What?" I raised my head to look at him.

"Didn't you heard?" he asked me, looking surprised.

"Eh, no?" I said closing my computer, "Hear what?"

"Where where you yesterday all day?" he asked me.

I blushed, "Uh...with Chris"

"And you didn't hear?" he asked me incredulously.

"I was...busy" my blush intensified.

He grimaced, like it was too much information for him "There was a new victim" he told me, "Police didn't know the cause of dead. Now move out of bed and come with us"

"Where are we going?" I asked putting my leather jacket over my pyjama.

"The morgue" he told me.

"Lovely" I said.

...

We three waited till it was late, and then we entered by a window.

"Here" I said one of the cubicles.

"Well, this ought be quick" said Dean looking at how small the cage was.

He removed the bloody blanket, and we three gagged. There wasn't many left of the guy. An arm and other things that was mostly...human-y stuff from inside of a body.

"Ugh" I groaned, covering my nose with my jacket. "That's so disgusting"

"That's just nasty" said Dean.

"Uh, yeah" groaned Sam.

"Mutilated?" asked Dean.

"Looks to me like something was hungry" said Sam.

"They identify yet?" asked Dean.

"Uh, yeah. Research scientist at college" said Sam, "Guess where his office was, by the way. Crawford Hall" he moved closer to the things that were once the professor, "Same as the professor"

"Thats right where the frat boy had his close encounter too" I said.

"Yeah" said Sam. He was bending down and frowning while looking at those things. "Hey, grab me that thing, would you?" he pointed to a amplifier.

Dean gave it to him.

"Thanks" said Sam.

He took it and continued looking at whatever he saw in the flesh.

"What is it?" we asked.

"Looks like...a belly scale?"

What? Dean and I both made the same face of confusion.

"A belly scale? From what?" he asked.

"Eh...an alligator?" said Sam slowly.

"An alligator in the sewer" said Dean incredulously.

"Like where's my water?" I said slowly.

"Seriously" said Dean again, still sounding incredulously.

"What? Well, Dean, it's a classic urban legend" Sam said, "A kid flushes a baby gator down the toilet—"

"—And it grows huge on the tunnels" I continued, "Yeah, but that's just...a legend"

Dean nodded to my words, "Yeah, no one's really ever found one. They're not real"

"Neither's alien abduction" said Sam, "But something chomped on this guy"

"This couldn't get any weirder" said Dean, still looking at the flesh.

I sighed. "I think it's time we call an expert."

"Yeah, I'll call Bobby. Maybe he had run into something like this before..." said Sam.

"Oh, I'm sure he has" said Dean sarcastically, "Just your typical haunted campus, alien abduction, alligator-in-the-sewer gig"

I snorted.

...

We decided to check the sewers before calling Bobby, so we split up. Each of us taking a different end of the campus, and off we where.

After hours down there I decided to drop it, because the only things down there were rats and spiders and cockroaches. Not an alligator.

I emerged to the surface again, finding out I was in Campus grounds. I groaned, now I would have to walk all the way to town where I had left my car! I got up and I brushed some dirt on my clothes before starting walking.

I stopped in mid step when I heard giggling and moaning coming from one of the broom closets that were a couple of meters away from me.

Normally I would ignore it, but I could recognise those moans. Now, call me whatever you want, but I knew how my boyfriend moaned.

I opened the door slowly, and just stood there, in shock. Chris was fucking some strawberry blonde chick. I...I felt so many things at once. First of all I was shocked, I never though Chris would do that to me. But I was angry too, because I had been so in love with that asshole, and he had been fucking other girls, and I had rejected a lot of really good men and women just to be with him...

I was debating myself if to punch him or shoot him when his eyes met mine.

His eyes widened and he quickly moved outside of the chick.

"Lily, baby...—" he walked toward me, making me even more angry.

I punched him as hard as I could, making him stumble back a bit. The strawberry blonde chick was looking at us wide eyed.

"Your are a dick" I told him angrily.

I moved toward the door, but his hands grabbed my elbow.

"Babe, please, let me explain, I don't know what...—" I punched him again, and he stumbled back hitting his head with a broom.

"Don't fucking touch me ever again" I told him, "Don't you dare"

"Baby, please, I swear to you I don't know how this happened...—"

I raised my hand again, but this time I didn't hit him, he wasn't worth it, I decided, letting my hand fall in the air. I moved to leave, but turned to him. "You are a dick" I repeated, looking at him. And suddenly, I felt like I was really looking at him, after all those years together, I was really looking at him.

He wasn't the charming young man I believed him to be. He was a horny teenager that couldn't respect what being in a relationship means. He wasn't what I needed at the moment. I wanted a solid relationship, I really did. But I guess he didn't.

"Tell me one thing" I said to him, "How long?"

"Lily—"

"For how long!?" I screamed.

He winced, like he spected me to hit him again. And believe me, I wanted to. "The hole year" he admitted.

I closed my eyes.

Don't hit him. Don't hit him. Don't hit him...

"Baby, who's that?" asked the chick suddenly, making me look at her. She was cute, probably his age and she did really looked confused about what was happening.

"Her ex-girlfriend" I said, looking at her. "I should warn you, be careful of him. He likes to cheat"

With that, I stormed away from them. I heard Chris call my name, but I didn't looked back at either of them.

My vision was blurry because of the tears, but I managed to got out of campus and walk in town. I walked slowly, hugging myself, letting myself be weak for the first time in a while. As my tears fell, I remembered the last time I cried. It had been when my father died. Sam and Dean didn't know it, but I was there when they burned him. They left too early they didn't saw me.

"Son of a bitch!" I heard Dean's voice said.

I moved slowly to where his voice had came from. I saw him looking at his Impala, it four wheels had been pinched. I instantanelly knew the poor idiot who did it would probably died.

Dean looked at me mad, pointing wordlessly at his baby. "I'm going to kill whoever did this!" he told me. I nodded whipping away my tears.

He moved around his Impala, and crunched down unexpectedly.

"Sam!"

I looked at him confused. "What?"

He showed me what he had found.

I sighed. "Come one, Dean. He's not that dumb"

He just growled something intelligibly.

I sighed. "Come on, I'll drive you"

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