By the time Sam caught up to his brother he was already knocking on Molly's door. Someone on the other side said,
"Come in, it's not locked."
Dean turned the door handle and the boys entered the room only to find that Molly wasn't alone. An older woman sat at her bedside holding her hand. She couldn't have been older than forty, but the tired look in her eyes aged her greatly. Sam looked around the tiny, sterile, room. Nearly everything was white, from the walls to the bedding. The only exception was Molly's hospital clothing, which included a pale blue t-shirt and matching pants. As he looked at her now he realized there were bulky, white, bandages where her eyes should be.
Sam walked around the bed to speak with the woman.
"Sorry to interrupt, my partner and I just wanted to ask Ms. Parker some questions about her attack. Would that be alright?"
The woman's face pinched a bit and her answer was quick.
"My daughter has answered enough questions for the police. Why can't you give her a rest?"
Sam started to apologize, getting his puppy dog eyes prepared, but Molly beat him to it. Her voice sounded small, but firm, and she turned her face towards her mother and said,
"Its ok mom I want to help. I can rest later, ok?" Mrs. Parker looked dejected but reluctantly released her grip on her daughter's hand and walked out of the room. Sam flinched a bit as Mrs. Parker closed the door behind her a little harder than necessary. Sam took a seat next to the bed and Dean brought over a chair to sit next to him.
"Hi Molly, my name's Sam and this is my partner Dean."
Remembering she couldn't see Dean uttered a short "Hey" and Sam continued.
"So Molly how much do you actually remember about that night?"
Molly shifted uncomfortably in her bed and grimaced. Her voice dripped with fear as she replied.
"I remember enough. I remember everything."
She recanted the events of that night in frighteningly vivid detail, pausing here and there to take in a few shaky breaths to calm herself down. She was truly a brave person, and was able to tell them everything without breaking down.
"It was so surreal. I thought Jake was just playing a trick on me until I saw her. And I know what you'll say; it was just the stress, I was seeing things. You all think im schizophrenic or something like I'm just…"
"We believe you."
"Excuse me?"
Sam reached out and took Molly's hand and spoke with sincerity.
"I said, we believe you; and we're going to do whatever we can to stop this from happening again."
Molly let out a choked sob, but of course she couldn't cry. Not anymore. She clutched Sam's hand and muttered a thank you through shaky breaths. After rolling his eyes at Sammy's usual sappiness Dean cut in with a question.
"So you said the one with the bandages-"
"Echo." Molly corrected.
"- right. You said Echo only reached out to you, but didn't touch you. It was the other one that attacked you?"
"Now that I think about it, yeah. Echo just kind of walked towards me, she never actually cut me…"
The brothers gave each other puzzled glances and decided simultaneously that this case just got a whole lot more complicated.
When the elevator doors closed Dean turned to Sam with a puzzled look on his face.
"What the hell dude? Why would only one ghost kid be going psycho?"
"I dunno Dean, she didn't hurt Molly but she still could've killed Jake. I just don't get why Molly's the only victim still breathing."
"You think they'll come back for her?"
The elevator dinged and its doors slid open, letting the brothers out. They stepped in unison and Sam turned his head towards Dean and answered with,
"No I think if they wanted her dead, she would be."
"So it's definitely just about the eyes…"
As they passed the lobby Sam noticed Dean stiffen beside him, and remember what happened earlier. When they passed the front desk Dan noticeably sat up straighter in his chair and flashed a smile as they walked out.
"It was really nice meeting you guys, hope I see you again sometime, maybe under better circumstances."
The end sounded a bit like a question but Dean didn't seem to notice. He just nodded and gave a weak smile. Sam noticed him make a strange sound under his breath and bit back laughter. Could it be possible Dean really didn't notice he flirted with that guy? Dean broke their uniformity by speeding up as they neared the exit. He broke out of there like a bat out of hell and didn't stop till he reached the safety of his baby.
