Chapter three
"It looks like its part fox." Dean couldn't but point out. Once she was done with her drawing Andrea turned the screen away from her unable to look at the horror any longer feeling the sandwich she just ate squirm uncomfortably in her stomach. She couldn't get the image of it raising its metal razor hands to it mouth munching on the slain off her mind.
The four states it struck so far were Oklahoma, Colorado, Utah, and Wyoming. After doing a quick calculation of all the states in her head Andrea found Oklahoma would be closest if this creature stayed true to its past it wouldn't be in Wyoming anymore the last state it struck so it wouldn't make any sense to go there. "It wouldn't do us any good sitting here and staring at that damned picture let's get going perhaps get some eyewitness accounts." "Hold on, you're not going with us." Dean said. Andrea who was halfway out of here chair gaped at Dean.
She looked to Sam and Castiel for support but neither one was willing to look her in the eye. "This is delicate work and we don't even have any sort of badge for you." Dean continued. "Dean, it's not rocket science to create a new one besides I'm the only one that can see this thing." She countered trying not to let her irritation show in her voice. "The thing is covered in blood and the body parts of its victims." Dean pointed out.
"Yeah, until it eats all the remaining parts off its body and licks off all the blood." Dean hadn't thought of that but the idea of having someone that could be controlled by the angels along didn't comfort him any and he wasn't about to let a spy within their mist no matter if the spy was an unwilling one.
"Sam?" Andrea asked looking for him to garnish her support. "I think Andrea is an asset in this matter, Dean like she pointed out she is the only one to see this thing." Castiel pointed out. Dean invariably had looked at the picture Andrea drew and had to agree with both their arguments without Andrea's help they wouldn't know what this thing looked like. "Fine but Cas since you are the one that wants her along your responsible for her." He gestured to Sam that they get their go bags Sam already had his handy since he got the notebook out of it and Dean ran up to his room to get his. All that was in them was clothes to last them for a while so they wouldn't have to worry about stopping places to get them, as an afterthought Dean packed the first blade. Andrea grabbed the notebook and they took off to the Chevy Impala.
Dean got into the driver's seat whilst Sam piled into the passenger's seat both Andrea and Castiel got into the backseat. They all agreed Oklahoma was best place to stop first to get eyewitness account as it will get them there faster. "Hold on guys this trip will take at least three hours." Dean said as he pulled out of the bunkers parking spot.
Dean had considered playing one his tapes with AC/DC on it but eventually decided against it letting the silence roll over as he considered getting to know Andrea a bit more especially now if they were going to spend some time together. "So, Andrea…" Dean started with a backwards glance at her. "I feel like we're at a disadvantage here you know everything about us but we know next to nothing about you."
"I grew up in an orphanage well they call them group home now a day but…" She cut off with a shrug getting shocked looks from everyone. "John didn't think I was cut out for this life." She added. "What made him change his mind?" Sam asked. "A low level demon wanted to get back at John for whatever reason and went after me; I killed the vessel John got me after from a juvenile home facility before I could be indicted for murder which I was eventually convicted of but never tried for well not in person."
"That must have been rough." Castiel commented. Andrea shrugged. "I think I'm more independent because of it." Andrea said with a shrug. "Why do you call dad John?" Sam questioned. "John visited me a handful of times before I was ten and it wasn't until I turned twelve I learned he was my father and I'm just used to it." Andrea responded.
"We do have one slight problem though." Andrea pointed out after a few minutes of silence. "What's that?" Dean asked. "I am wearing my entire wardrobe." Andrea pointed out. "We'll stop somewhere along the way to get you some. We also have to make you a badge, Sam what do you think we should pose as?" Dean inquired. "I think with the carnage this thing is havocking we should pose as FBI." Sam hasn't read about any FBI investigating any of these scenes yet and he couldn't blame them. It was outside of their realm of understanding.
An hour later as promised Dean had stopped at a clothing boutique store and Andrea shopped for some new clothes, while there they thought it would be smart to pick Castiel up some clothes as well as he was almost human now and he was perspiring like a true human. They checked everything out an hour later and they passed by a photo shop where they created Andrea a bunch of I.D's they left for the road more than two hours later.
By the time they got to Oklahoma it was nearly midnight and too late to do anything of use so they decided to check into motel rooms. Sam and Dean shared a room while Andrea and Castiel shared another room.
Andrea changed into her pajamas and went to her bed falling asleep almost immediately. Soon after falling asleep, a woman with flaming red hair was sitting in an overstuffed chair looking down at Andrea who sat up immediately disturbed. "Who are you?" She asked looking at the place she was in. It was over lit despite not having any lamps or open windows she shifted uncomfortably in her own chair while the woman looked on with an amused expression on her face.
"Who do you think I am?" The woman asked. "I don't know." Andrea answered slowly. The woman's amused expression left and was returned with a stern one. "I am the one that brought you here." She said. "Do you realize that by doing that you have unleashed a creature that is killing people?" Andrea responded. The woman dismissed that with a wave of the hand. "Casualties are to be expected. I have one reason why you are here. I need you to find about Dean and the mark of Cain." Andrea looked at the woman boggled. "The mark of what?" Andrea asked.
"I see they have yet to tell you about it. It will be a matter of time it is a quite destructive curse." The woman answered. The woman than put her hand upon Andrea's dream head erasing any memories Andrea might have had of her dream visit and put her back in the dream she was having before interrupting her sleep.
The next morning everyone showered and changed and looked like proper FBI agents and even Castiel donning his famous tan trench coat. They pocketed their fake FBI badges and walked into the local police station all in their own way looking like they owned the place but most of the male officers were eyeing the beautiful Andrea Rose Mary Rose Winchester.
"We want to talk to the man in charge." Andrea announced after showing off their fake credentials and announcing themselves to a woman who was behind a desk. "Bout damn time the FBI made a show up around here we've been trying to contact you for days." The police chief said as they showed them into his office. "I didn't expect so many of you." He admitted. "Especially on such short notice." "We apologize for the delay, we would've contacted you sooner but we just got this assignment yesterday and we only arrived around midnight." Andrea said.
"We won't be here for very long though." Sam admitted. "We just want a list of all potential witnesses to this attack." "Yes Sir Mr. Dorfman I will have the list supplied to you. We can have the witnesses come into the station if you like?" The man replied accommodatingly. They all thought it over but Andrea who thought fast on her feet replied. "We think it would be best if we did it at their homes. Make them feel more secure that way." "Good thinking most of them are now too afraid to leave their homes. When is it you would like to visit the crime scene?" The man asked. "We'll give you a call when we are ready." Dean replied.
The police chief called upon his secretary who accommodated them with the list of the witnesses and a copy of their statements they thanked them and left into the Chevy impala breathing a sigh of relief as to how easy it was. They all took turns looking over the witness statements finding the time of day the attack occurred was early afternoon at about 2 p.m. After a quick review there were ten witnesses that came forward who testified as to what they saw.
"We'll do this in two's me and Sam will interview one house while Andrea and Castiel can interview another until we get through the list." Dean directed.
Dean dropped Andrea and Castiel off at witnesses' house waiting till they were let in before going off to another house.
When the front door was answered by a woman who looked in her mid-thirties Andrea and Castiel pulled their badges out. "I'm Agent Tiffany Tagger and this is my partner Agent Eddie Moscone we're here to interview you about the incident into the square." Andrea said. The woman looked like she hadn't slept in a while letting them in. "Oh gosh that day was so horrible." She shuttered leading them into their living room and sitting down. Andrea and Castiel sat opposite of her.
"It's been four days since it happened but I hadn't slept a wink." Andrea laid a comforting hand on the ladies shoulder. "I am so sorry." The woman looked Andrea in the eyes. "Thank you dear. What did you want to know?" She asked. "Anything you can remember ma'am." Castiel said as Andrea withdrew her hand and took out her notebook intending to keep notes.
"Well I thought I'd go for a walk…" The woman began and went on to explain after a half an hour of being there she heard screams and people running. "Some were so anxious to get away that someone fell and he was trampled poor dear but I was far away enough that I got out of there quickly thank god I never seen for myself anyone get killed but it took all my might to ignore those screams and get away." She sniffled as tears started falling down her face. Andrea provided her with a Kleenex which the woman thankfully took.
After asking a few standard questions they left and Castiel texted Dean informing him they were done there and waited to picked up. "I heard you speaking into your sleep last night soon after you fell asleep." Castiel said conversationally. "Oh really?" Andrea asked interested. "What'd I say?" She wondered. "I don't know I couldn't understand you." That was a lie of course she was speaking of Dean and the mark however she asked the mark of what and he wanted to know if someone was speaking to her. "What was your dream?" He asked casually. "I can't remember at all." She said. "I can never remember my dreams." He left it at that he would have to talk to Sam and Dean about it.
Sam and Dean were turned away from three houses that didn't care to talk about the incident before being let in to an old man's house. Sam and Dean introduced themselves as Dorfman and Neidermeyer. They were let in. "Names Wilson and I been on this earth sixty years and never seen anything like it." He said conversation like. "It's a first for us as well." Sam admitted as they sat around his kitchen table. "Want something to drink?" He asked. They both shook their heads. "No thank you." They said in unison. "Very well I can do with a scotch myself. He bustled around the kitchen fixing his scotch and drank it. "Only way I got myself through this." He admitted.
Sam and Dean shared a look as he obviously had a few drinks before their arrival and started slurring his words a bit. "Can you tell me of what you remember happened?" Dean asked. He started describing how he was out with a few buddies when after a while he heard people screaming. "We look up and started seeing people being torn to shreds from nothing!" He yelled a bit too loudly and let out a burp. The smell of it reached Sam and Dean's nose who started breathing out their mouths. "It was horrible my buddies they ran off without me and I thought I was going to be next and I fell I swear these damn legs of mine work on their own accord and I started crawling away till I got to my feet…" The scotch didn't agree with the man and he found himself running to the bathroom retching up. Sam and Dean knew when an interview was faux and let themselves out before the man could return he would probably fall asleep in there with his head over the toilette.