First, just wanna let you know I made a couple minor tweaks to last chapter…see if u can find 'em and let me know if it works.
BTW, I am gonna try to figure out a way to use your suggestion hockeygirlxox, but I gotta work out the details…may give me a way to expand the story, and deepen the connections. Thanks
I don't own iCarly, or Supernatural, obviously.
The Winchesters park down the block, under the sign that advertises Smoothies, and various culinary goods ---on a stick---.
"You want to grab something before we head back to talk to the munchkins?" Sam asks Dean.
"No, I still haven't finished from when we stopped on the way here." Dean grabs a paper bag out of the back seat.
The walk the couple blocks back to The Bushwell, in silence, both contemplating exactly what it is they will tell these nosy kids, without giving away too much. As they approach the front doors, they are stopped by a couple of the real Seattle PD.
"Who are you two, and what business do you have here?" A uniformed officer stops the brothers before they can get fully in the door.
They see the young guy that was in the alley standing near the elevator. "We're here to visit our cousin, Fred." They start to walk towards Freddie, but the officer turns and yells at him before they can get to him.
"Hey, Freddie, you know these guys?"
"Yeah, Carl, They're my cousins, Drake and Josh." Freddie can't help but feel guilty about getting better at lying to the police. He mumbles to himself, "I really need to get away from Puckett."
He finishes walking the few steps to the Winchesters. "Here, we'll take the elevator. It stops in Carly's apartment."
The elevator door opens into the Shay living room. Freddie leads the two Winchester boys (A/N: I feel weird callin' them that, but it seems proper.) into the apartment.
"Swanky," Dean looks around, at all the random sculptures, and a bicycle hanging in the kitchen, "if not a little eclectic."
"Don't hurt yourself using such big words, man." Sam Puckett wouldn't be Sam Puckett if she could stop herself from jabbing at the elder Winchester. She notices the bag under Dean's arm."It's that a bag from Robin's Wieners?!"" she pounces, and grabs the bag, before Dean can react. She has eaten the two dogs, before anyone knows what happened.
"You can live; mama loves Robin's Wieners." She collapses contentedly into a stool at the bar.
"You better watch yourself with that one, Dean. She seems to have a thing for you." Dean's brother gets in a word, before Dean can retort. The blond girl gives Sam Winchester a surprised and hurt look, Dean just looks disgusted. "Don't even joke about that." Dean punches Sam in the shoulder.
"Now that the awkward phase is outta the way, why don't we sit down, and do some introductions, then we can figure out why you're here, and why the police are lying to us." Spencer stands behind the breakfast bar pouring what looks like water into 6 glasses.
Dean walks over and takes 2 glasses for him and his brother. "I guess I'll start. Since you apparently know we aren't cops, I guess it's the truth. I'm Dean, and this is Sam, Winchester." He points at his brother, and hands him a glass. He starts to take a sip of the water, before noticing the addition, "Why is there a pickle slice in this water?" he spits what little water made it to his mouth, out.
"Sorry about that, I had some left from a date a few days ago, and needed to get rid of it." Spence explains sheepishly.
"Oh, Spencer, what are we going to do with you?" Carly teases her brother, then continues the introductions, "That's Spencer, my older brother, and I'm Carly."
"And I'm Sam." Carly's best friend continues before Carly can get any further, "Don't call me Samantha. Oh, and the dork over there," Freddie leans out from the couch, giving Sam a dirty look, and waving at the Winchesters, "is our sometimes comedic relief, and local tech-munchkin, Fredward."
"FREDDIE." He stands suddenly, surprising Sam with his quick motion. "You know I don't like people using my whole name. Why do you always have to be so--?"
"STOP IT, both of you." Carly screams, she can't stand watching them fight, "this is neither the time nor place. Missy's dead, don't you get that? And I can't help but feel somehow responsible."
Everyone sits down quickly, as Carly collapses to the couch again, tears starting to stream down her cheeks. Freddie instinctively tries to go to her, but Sam, both of them, are quicker. The younger Winchester kneels down in front of the couch and puts his hand on Carly's shoulder, as her friend wraps her arms around her.
"I don't think it's that simple, and I don't think there is anything you could have done." Winchester calmly speaks to Carly.
Dean claps and chuckles to break the tension. "Anyway, now that the old married couple is done bickering, we can get down to 'the case'."
"Why don't you explain what you know and we'll see if we can shed any light on what's going on." Sam looks up from Carly, and looks at the other Sam.
"Okay, I'll try," the dirty blond stands up to gather her thoughts.
"We thought the police statement about what happened to Mr. Harlensenchestershire was a little, how you say, suspicious. Like I said in the alley, mama knows her cops, and that guy was lying through his teeth."
Freddie interrupts "So they made me break the law, and hack in to find the real police report." At this Dean looks over at his brother, and can't help but smile at the mental image of Sam at Freddie's age.
Sam punches Freddie in the shoulder, and then continues, "Anyway, before I was so nerd-ly interrupted. Like he said, we found the real report, and it said that he jumped form the place above his apartment."
"I live across the hall, with my mom." He whispers the next part. "Can we please leave her out of all of this, she is kind of nuts."
At this point Carly has finally stopped crying enough to pick up the story. "This is the same apartment, that, even though no one has lived there for years, we have been hearing a party going on, nearly every night for the last 3 weeks."
"And there haven't been any weird incidents until this man jumped a few days ago?" The younger Winchester stands up, seeing that Sam can handle it, if Carly breaks down again.
Carly continues, "No, nothing strange, just the weird noises, and then him jumping. We decided to do our own investigation, and get the truth."
"So we tried to break into the apartment," Freddie interrupts, "and I am gonna say I was against this to begin with."
"Come on Freddie, grow a pair," Sam punches her friend again, "besides, you know it makes you hot when I do criminal things." She whispers under her breath.
Carly picks up her story "When we got upstairs, we could hear the music playing through the door. Really weird music, too, like the music we learned about from the 20's or 30's."
"I tried to pick the lock." the blond Sam interjects. At this Sam Winchester can't help but to look at Dean with a look of humor. "But it wouldn't budge, so I got frustrated and kicked it open." Dean chuckles, as his brother increases the intensity of his stare.
"The music stopped, and there was no one in the apartment, or we didn't think there was." Carly looks up at the man towering over her."We looked around and saw footprints leading out to the window and fire escape. "
"That's when we heard Missy on the ledge. She was saying something about 'what we did'."Freddie continues the story.
"She had a weird look in her eyes, and kept talking, even after I said her name."Carly gets the look like she is gonna cry again, but shrugs it off.
"Was there any weird smells, or lights?" Dean interrupts.
"No, I don't think so.""
"What about sulfur? Or glowing eyes, or anything?" His brother adds.
"No, I just saw Missy, standing on the fire escape, and then she said 'You won't get away with this,' and then stepped off the ledge. I can't believe I watched her kill herself."
"But she didn't acknowledge you? She was possibly possessed or something." The younger Winchester explains, calmly. "We will have to go check out the place ourselves to make sure, but I have a theory."
"Okay, now that that's settled, why don't you show us this 'haunted apartment'?"
I really got stuck during the writing of this chapter, it would have been posted hours before, but it just wasn't flowing. I went ahead and posted what I have…let me know if I should have continued there…I will try to post the next chapter sooner.
Anyway, R&R, please and thank you…I have become addicted to your comments, like crack, lol.