Song: Living Dead Girl Rob Zombie

Chapter Four
Little Girl In A Red Dress

Blood on her skin
Dripping with Sin

Roxy ran. She ran as fast as she could through the white snow. Her cheeks were pink almost red. Her breathing was getting harder, as if someone's hand was ripping through her chest and squeezing her lungs. Something was chasing her but she couldn't see it. She couldn't see anything following her but she knew it was. She continued to run till she stopped at her old front porch.

"No," she said quietly but it was the only place to go. She looked behind her feeling it getting closer.

She ran into her old house and locked the door. She backed away from it and it started to shake. She turned and ran up the stairs into her old room. She slammed the door close and locked it. She was breathing heavier now as the door began to shake. The door stopped shaking and Roxy looked around her old room. She continued to look around her room and when she turned around she saw a little girl in a red dress. She screamed…

Roxy sat up in her bed and looked around the hotel room. She ran a hand through her now wet sweaty hair.

"Just a dream," she told herself and got up.

She grabbed a towel and walked into the bathroom. She got a quick shower and walked back into the motel room. There was a quick knock on the door and then she heard Dean's voice.

"Roxy! Open up!"

She quickly ran over to the door and opened it up. Sam and Dean came through and she closed the door.

"First victims father was…eaten," said Dean. The brothers finally took in her appearance and their mouths gaped open a bit.

"What do you mean as in eaten?" she asked feeling confused.

"Well not in a good way let's put it like that," said Dean smirking.

She raised her eyebrows and made a little smile. "So what do you mean then?"

"Mrs. Bell said ever since Terry was having nightmares there has been this black dog, sort of like a wolf running around their house," said Sam. "They called animal control but no one has ever been able to find it."

"So Terry was having nightmares before she died. How'd you guys find this out?" She walked over to her bed and sat down grabbing her bag. She opened it up grabbing the clothes she was going to wear that day.

"After we found out about Mr. Bell's death we went over to their house and found this," said Dean taking out a journal.

"You stole the victim's journal?" Dean grinned and threw it on her bed.

"In her last entries talks about running from something she couldn't see. She felt like she was being chased by some sort of evil. She would wake up in the middle of the night and she said it felt like she was being attacked. She wrote in there how one night her covers were thrown off of her and she ran to the door only for it to be shut on her. Her parents run in hearing the door slam and hearing her scream and she is dangling two feet off the floor being slapped numerous times until it finally let her go."

"Jesus," she said sitting on her bed and holding her towel close to her. "Vengeful spirit?"

"That's what we thought at first," said Sam taking a seat at the desk. "But none of the victims have anything in common before their deaths. Three different girls, one was going into high school and was captain of the swim team, another was high school cheerleader all around popular and the other victim was getting ready for college."

"So the only things they have in common are the white hair and the lamb."

"You're still on about that lamb?" asked Dean giving her a look.

"It could be a clue Dean. You can't rule out anything." She bit her thumbnail thinking. "And you said the father was attacked and eaten?"

"Half eaten and we're ruling out vampires and werewolves. Still had his heart in place and wasn't ripped apart," said Sam.

"Looks like we're gonna have to see if Suzie was having nightmares then. And maybe talk to the Tanners again. It seemed like they weren't telling us everything yesterday. Especially Mr. Tanner."

"Well the Tanners are gone for the week, something about burying Claudia with their family upstate," said Dean.

"Good then we can snoop around more in Claudia's room. Um, one of you can go talk to Suzie's parents, see if they know anything about nightmares Suzie was having before her death and the other Winchester and I will check out Claudia's house."

"I get to go with Roxy this time," said Dean and Sam rolled his eyes.

Roxy smiled shaking her head. "I love it when men fight over me, makes me feel all fuzzy inside." She smirked at Dean as he winked at her.

"Will you hurry up?" asked Roxy as Dean picked the lock of the backdoor of the Tanner house.

Dean turned around with his sarcastic smile. "Sorry princess would you like to take a shot at this and let the alarm go off?"

She glared at him and pushed his shoulder. "Just do it."

Once Dean had successfully picked the lock of the backdoor they walked in but with the alarm going off. "Damn it, let's go."

Roxy rolled her eyes and walked to the alarm. She opened the box up and cut two wires then tied them together. She put the box back together and the code came up and the green light shown on.

"Where'd you learn to do that?"

Roxy smirked hitting the enter button. "Elementary my dear Watson." She turned her head smiling at him then turned back to the alarm.

She walked through the kitchen with Dean giving her a face. "No really how did you do that?" He could hear her laughing and he followed her.

She continued laughing as she headed up the stairs Dean following. They went into Claudia's room and looked around. After five minutes of looking around Roxy sat on the bed. "There is nothing here; it's the same shit from when Sam and I were here."

Dean glanced at her then kept looking through Claudia's closet. "Oh Holmes you giving up so easily."

"Shut it Watson."

He laughed as he got out of the closet and tripped a little over the rug. "Son of a bitch."

Roxy laughed rolling on her stomach and looking at him and then down at the rug. She made a face which made Dean look back at the rug. "What is that?"

Roxy crawled to the other side of the bed as Dean bent down and lifted the rug up a little.

"Are those claw marks?"

"Get up," Dean said and she got off the bed as Dean pushed it aside then lifted the rug up.

"Oh my God," said Roxy staring down at the hardwood floor.

The floor underneath the rug had marks, claw marks, as if someone was drug around the floor.

"How could the police miss this?"

"How could you and Sam miss this?"

Roxy made a face. "Because we didn't trip over the rug, klutz." Dean glared and they both knelt down. "They look like…human nail marks." Roxy swallowed the lump in her throat as she ran her hand over the marks.

"Definitely human," said Dean as he moved over a little and picked something out of the floor.

"What is that?"

Dean tugged till it finally came out and then held it in the light.

"Is that a nail?"

"Yup." Dean looked at Roxy and she looked right back at him.

"Sammy what do you have?" asked Dean on his cell as they got into the Impala.

"Turns out Suzie was having nightmares but her parents didn't think anything of it because she was always having night terrors."

"Night terrors? What's that?" Dean glanced at Roxy and she shrugged.

"A night terror, also known as a sleep terror, is a parasomniadisorder characterized by extreme terror and a temporary inability to regain full consciousness. The person wakes abruptly from slow-wave sleep, with waking usually accompanied by gasping, moaning, or screaming while waking. It is often impossible to awaken the person fully because they are so concentrated on waking, and after the episode the person normally settles back to sleep without waking. A night terror can rarely be recalled by the person."

"So you think all three girls had night terrors?"

"Could be, but it still doesn't explain the turning of the white hair and the rape, or the lamb."

"Can night terrors sort of be like sleep walking? Can they maybe carve things into hardwood floor?"

"What? No, no I don't believe so. Why?"

"Roxy and I were just at the Tanners place and well, we found what appeared to be someone ran their nails down the hardwood floor. It looked like the person was being dragged across the floor."

"Then that rules out night terrors. Still going with ghost? There was a high EMF reading at Suzie's parent's house and when we went to the Bells there definitely was and also the Tanners."

"I guess, this case is getting weirder and weirder."

"Guess back to square one then. Pick some food up while you're out and then we'll work more on this."

"Alright." Dean hung up and turned the corner.

"What's going on?" asked Roxy.

"Sam thought maybe it was night terrors, basically a sleeping disorder." Roxy nodded. "But it's not like sleep walking where you can walk around doing things. So we're still thinking ghost."

Roxy bit her lip and ran her hand through her hair. "This case is pissing me off. Should have just left it for you guys."

Dean smirked as he put his hand on her knee. "Aw come on, Roxy. It's not that bad, besides you're with me." He winked at her.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"You know what it means." He grinned as he pulled into a drive thru and ordered.

She grabbed her phone looking through it as Dean ordered. "Alright that will be ten minutes," said the drive thru guy and Dean drove behind the building and parked.

Roxy shut her phone and glanced in the back then to Dean who was looking out the window looking around. She smiled as she moved over and surprised him by climbing on his lap.

He grinned up at her as his hands rested on her hips. "What can I do for you?"

"Hmmm, something," she said as she rested her arms around his neck and then leaned down and kissed him. "Hmmm…I've been wanting to do that all day."

He smirked. "Oh yeah?"

She nodded as she grinded down a little on him. He bit his bottom lip staring now into her eyes. "Those luscious lips have been calling my name all day."

He smiled as he pulled her against him taking her mouth into his. She moaned into his mouth moving against him. Her hands traveled down his chest and abdomen to the bottom of his shirt.

Dean moaned feeling her hands against his skin. She always knew what pressure to use on him in what areas.

Dean's lips left hers when he felt her unbuckle his belt. He leaned back letting her release him. She moved her lips along his neck. He closed his eyes in pleasure then opened them up looking in the side mirror checking to make sure no one was coming with their food.

He groaned feeling both her hands on his cock. He licked his dry lips. She looked into his eyes seeing that they were half lidded and full of lust and pleasure.

He felt her put more pressure and twisted a bit, her thumb ran up the slit on the tip. Dean closed his eyes sucking on his bottom lip.

Deans hands found hers pressing them even more together. Roxy looked down as both their hands stroked him at the rhythm and pressure the way he wanted it.

She ran her thumb in circles around the tip and up the slit making him shiver and bite hard on his bottom lip. His hands left hers as he pushed his hips high into her grasp.

"Shit…Roxy just like that," he said breathlessly.

He opened his eyes, their eyes meeting and he pulled her lips down to his in a hungry kiss. He groaned into the kiss as her hands moved faster.

He let go of her lips breathing heavily. He kissed down her neck and sucked on it.

Roxy opened her eyes just in time to see someone coming out with their food. She smiled a little as she slowed down her pace. Dean knew something was wrong.

"Wh-what are…"

Roxy stopped and got off his lap. "Our food is here."

Dean slammed his head back and groaned in frustration as he fixed himself.

"Don't worry, I'll finish what I started some other time," she said and the food arrived at the car.

The three of them were sitting around the table eating their food while going over the research Sam had found. "So I took another rout while you two were out getting food. I was looking up connections of lambs and white hair, or the color white. Turns out they represent purity, innocence."

"So you think these girls were virgins before they died?" asked Roxy grabbing the papers from Sam and reading over them.

"Possibly."

"Oh come on, Sam," said Dean dropping his burger and wiping his mouth. "The one girl was 18 she couldn't have been a virgin."

"Some girls have morals Dean," said Sam narrowing his eyes at them.

"Ok, so what we are looking for a spirit that goes after virgins?" asked Dean crossing his arms across his chest leaning back against the chair. He looked at Roxy and smirked, "Well, looks like you won't have anything to worry about now do ya?"

Roxy glanced up from the papers across the table at Dean who was smirking away and she gave him a snarky smile and kicked him under the table.

"Ow! Bitch!" He yelled holding his knee.

Sam laughed taking a sip of his soda and Roxy looked down back at the research. "So there is some horny ghost who likes virgins? I don't get it," said Roxy handing Sam the papers.

Dean was still pouting as he walked over to his bed rubbing his knee.

"Maybe." Sam made a confused look and pinched the bridge of his nose. "How about we work on more of this tomorrow? I am getting a migraine."

"Sure," said Roxy standing up and grabbing her bag. "First thing in the morning I'll head to the library maybe they have some history on this town of maybe a serial killer or some creep that liked virgins."

"We'll check out more info on the victims and their hobbies and family history," said Sam.

"Alright, night."

Roxy was at the door when Dean yelled, "Hey! Where you going?"

She made a face. "Uh, to bed. I don't know about you but some people like to sleep."

"You still owe me."

Sam looked at the two confused and watched Roxy make an amused face at Dean. "Maybe later."

"It is later."

"Dean…seriously? You're gonna try to get in my pants after I kicked you in the knee?"

"No I'm trying to get you out of your pants." He grinned; she rolled her eyes and walked out.

Dean frowned a bit and turned to Sam. "I think she likes me."

"Or wants to kill you," said Sam and he smiled at Dean who frowned again.

"Bite me, bitch."

"That's her job, jerk."

Dean sighed staring up at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep. It's because this case was bugging him and some sort of sexual frustration was.

He closed his eyes ready to try to get back to sleep when he heard some whimpering. It sounded far away. It stopped and he waited a few seconds then he heard it again.

He got out of bed grabbing his gun and pulling his jeans on. He saw that Sam was dead asleep and decided to investigate himself.

He walked out into the hallway and looked down both ways till he saw a little girl in a red dress walking down the hallway.

"Little girl? Hello?"

He could hear the whimpering and saw the girl flashing a little. It was a spirit and Dean cocked his gun ready to blast it when he saw it walk into Roxy's room. The whimpering became louder as if she screaming.

Dean ran to her door banging on it and jiggled the handle. He could hear her thrashing around in there. "Roxy!"

"No…please!" She screamed and Dean kicked the door open and ran in to see her thrashing around on her bed. The little girl was nowhere to be found so he ran to her side and watched as her arms landed firm on either side of her head as if they were being pinned down. Roxy's head was thrashing around as she was screaming.

"Please…stop!"

Dean grabbed her head in his hands and tried to stop her. "Roxy! Roxy!"

She finally gasped and opened her eyes and everything went quiet. Her arms went limp and she closed her eyes as if falling back to sleep. Dean felt her whole body go limp and he looked at her confused.

He pushed the hair out of her face and shook her. "Roxy?"

She opened her eyes as if she was sleeping the whole time. "What…what is it? What are you doing in my room?"

Dean was now fully concerned. "You don't remember?"

Roxy looked at him confused and then she remembered her nightmare. She felt tears stinging her eyes but quickly blinked them away. "It…it was just a nightmare."

"I don't think so. A spirit came in here but I don't see how you salted everything."

"A spirit?"

"A little girl…in a red dress."

Roxy looked up at him with fear in her eyes and that's when Dean knew. "You've seen her haven't you?" She didn't say anything. He grabbed her arms making her look at him. "What else have you seen?"

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