Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 7 of I'm No Good. Now before I begin. I want to say thank you to everyone who has been reading this. It really does mean a lot. This next chapter was a bit interesting to write because I didn't know where I wanted to take this episode, but I hope that you enjoy it guys. Without further ado Chapter 7. Enjoy!
Chapter 7
Shulps
Andi sat in the same interrogation room that Sam was in, whom was pacing by the window. Andi's lips were pursed together in a thin line and her arms were crossed under her bust. "Sam must you pace?" She asked as she slowly brought her eyes to the younger Winchester. She hadn't seen him this worried since… well since he had gotten his first vision the year prior.
Sam looked at Andi. "How can you be so calm?" His brows furrowed together.
"They don't have a reason to hold us here Sam… we'll be just fine." She told him softly.
The policewoman who had arrested them earlier came into the room with two cups of coffee. She put them down onto the table. "Thought you two might be thirsty."
Andi looked at the cup with a look of distaste on her face. After all they were in a police station and that was the last place that she wanted to be.
"Okay, so you're the good cop." Sam said looking at the woman. "Where's the bad cop?"
"Oh, he's with your brother." She replied simply looking at the younger Winchester brother.
"Okay. And you're holding us why?"
"Well, he's being held on suspicion of murder. And you two, we'll see."
Andi looked at the woman and leaned back in her seat.
"Murder?!" Sam leaned forward in shock.
"You sound genuinely surprised. Or you that good of an actor?"
"Who was he supposed to have murdered?" Andi questioned looking up at the woman shifting some in her seat.
"We'll get around to that."
"Well, you can't just hold us here without formal charges!" Sam snapped looking at the police woman.
"Well actually, we can, for forty eight hours, but you being a pre-law student, would know that. I know all about you Sam." She opened the file looking up at him. "And your friend here too." She looked the file. "You're twenty-three years old, no job, no home address. Your mother died when you were a baby, your father's whereabouts are unknown. And then there's the case of your brother Dean. Whose demise was, well, just a bit exaggerated. Feel free to jump in whenever you like.
Sam leaned against the wall with his arms crossed.
"Shy? No problem. I'll keep going. Your family moved around a lot when you were a kid. Despite that, you were a straight A student. Got into Stanford with a full ride." She closed the file. "Then about a year ago there was a fire in your apartment. One fatality. Jessica Moore, your girlfriend. After she died, you fell off the grid. Left behind everything."
"I needed some time off. To deal. So I'm taking a road trip with my brother and my best friend."
"How's that going for you?"
"Great. I mean… we saw the second largest ball of twine in the continental US. Awesome." He pulled up the chair next to Andi and straddled it.
"And your little friend here has been out of the states up until over a year ago. Studying at a large boarding school after her father passed away when she was twelve. Twenty-three years old and has no job."
Andi closed her eyes as she mentioned a boarding school.
"We ran Dean's fingerprints through AFIS."
"Okay."
"Got over a dozen possible hits."
"Possible hits. Which makes them worthless." Sam pointed out as he looked the police woman..
"But it makes you wonder. What are we gonna find when we run your prints and your friends?"
"Yeah well." He pounded his fist on the table sarcastically. "You be sure to let me know, alright." He pointed at the cup. "May I?"
"Please."
"Great." He sniffed the cup and takes a sip of it.
"Sam, you seem like a good kid. It's not your fault Dean's your brother. We can't pick our family. Right now detectives in St. Louis are exhuming a corpse. They're trying to figure out how your brother faked his own death. After torturing all those young women. Dean's a bad guy. His life is over. Yours doesn't have to be along with your friend…"
The two younger hunters looked at her as if she grew another head.
"You want me to turn against my own brother?"
No. We already caught him cold. Red-handed at the Karen Giles murder scene. We just need you two to fill in some missing pieces."
"Why would we want to do that?" Andi questioned as she picked up the other coffee cup.
"Because I can talk to the DA. Make a deal for the two of you. You can get on with your lives. Dean's as good as gone."
Sam thought for a moment. He gripped onto Andi's leg causing the younger woman to look over at him. "My dad, Andi's dad and Tony Giles were old friends. They were in the service together. We'ce knowing him since we were kids, you know? So we came as soon as we heard about his death."
SPNSPN
Andi sat next to Dean who was reading the newspaper and she saw the headline. Man's Throat Slit Without A Trace. Andi pointed at the paper. "Think it might be something?" She asked looking up into the older brother's green hazel eyes.
Dean let out a breath. "Perhaps."
Sam came over with three cups of coffee. He set two of them down before he sat down.
Dean handed over the news paper.
"There you go." He said gesturing to the mugs.
"Anthony Giles." Dean said pointing to the paper that he had handed to Sam.
"Who's Anthony Giles?" Sam asked in confusion.
"He's a Baltimore lawyer. Working late in his office, check it out."
Sam looked at the paper. "Uh… throat was slit, room was clean. Huh. No DNA, no prints."
"Keep reading it gets better."
"Security cameras failed to capture footage of the assailant."
"So I'm thinking either somebody tampered with the tapes…."
"Or it's an invisible killer."
"My favorite kind. What do you think, Scully? You wanna check it out?"
"I'm not Scully, you're Scully."
"No, I'm Mulder. You're a red-headed woman."
"Oh come on boys." Andi said softly looking at the two of them. "Can't the two of you come up with better names?" Andi rubbed her face softly as she leaned back in her seat. "There's a lot of people that like X-Files."
SPNSPN
"Woulda been kind of hard for Dean to kill Tony, considering we weren't in town at the time." Sam said looking at the police woman.
Andi nodded her head in agreement.
"So tell me what happened next."
"Okay, uh, that's when we went to see Karen. She was barely holding it together. We just wanted to be there for her. You know?" Sam explained to the police officer.
SPNSPN
Karen looked at some of the forms that Sam, Dean and Andi had given her, all three dress as insurance company employees. "Insurance. I totally forgot about the insurance." She admitted softly as tears pricked the back of her eyes.
"We're very sorry to bother you right now, but the company is required to conduct its own investigation. You understand." Andi said softly looking at Karen with a soft look knowing that this wasn't easy on her in the least bit.
"Sure."
"Okay. Um. If you could just tell us anything you remember about the night your husband died." Sam said softly.
"Uh, Tony and I were just supposed to have dinner. He called and said he was having computer troubles that, that he had to work late. That was it."
"Do you have any idea who could have done this to him?"
"No. No, it's like I told the police, I, I have no idea."
"Did Tony mention anything, you know, unusual to you? In the days before his death?" Dean asked looking up at Karen.
"Unusual…"
"Yeah like strange?"
Karen shook her head. "Strange?"
"You know, Karen, weird? Weird noises, uh, visions, anything like that?"
Sam and Andi cleared their throats giving Dean a look.
Karen turned to the younger hunters. "He had a nightmare the day before he died."
"What kind of a nightmare?" Andi asked looking at her.
"Uh, he said that he woke up in the middle of the night and there was a woman standing at the foot of the bed, he blinked and she was gone, I mean, it was just a nightmare."
"Did he say what she looked like?" Dean questioned curiously.
"What the hell difference does that make what she looked like?"
"Uh, it's just, our, our company's very thorough."
"He said she was pale, and she had dark red eyes."
SPNSPN
"So I gave Karen a hug, told her to call me if she needed anything." Sam explained as he looked at the police woman. "...and that was it. End of story."
"Sam, I'm trying to help you and your friend here. But you have got to be honest with me. Now we have an eyewitness. Someone who saw two men and a woman fitting you, your friend's, and your brother's description breaking into Giles's office."
"Okay, look, Karen called us later, said that there was some stuff that she wanted from Tony's office, but the police weren't letting her in… like, a picture of the two of them in Paris, and some other stuff. Look, it was wrong to enter a crime scene, but she gave us the key!"
Andi nodded her head confirming what Sam was saying.
SPNSPN
Sam picked the lock on Giles's office and the three of them went inside ducking under the police tape. Sam shined his flashlight around and found the pool of blood. "Hey Anthony Giles' body was found right about here." He read the paper. "Throat slit so deep part of his spinal cord was visible."
Andi gagged some.
Dean whistled. "What do you think? Vengeful spirit? Underlining vengeful?"
"Yeah, maybe. I mean he did see that woman at the foot of his bed."
Dean picked up a sheet of paper that was laying on the desk. "Take a look at this."
Sam took the paper and saw 'danashulps' repeating over and over all over the page. "Dana Shulps. An name?"
Dean found another paper. "I dunno, but it's everywhere." He grinned. "Well, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy."
Andi moved her flashlight onto the table. "Sam."
Sam came over seeing where Andi was. He breathed onto the glass table. The same letters came up on the surface. "Wow. I'd say we've officially crossed over into weird."
"Maybe Giles knew her."
"Or maybe it's the name of our pale red-eyed mystery girl."Sam said in thought.
Andi rubbed her hands together.
"Well. Let's see what we can see."
Andi nodded her head. "Research time… hopefully we'll figure out something."
SPNSPN
The three of them got frustrated that they had found nothing on any of the papers or even the computer files in the office.
Sam stood at the desktop computer.
"There's not a single mention of a Dana Shulps anywhere. There's not a D. Shulps. Or any other kind of friggin' Shulps." Dean said rubbing his face.
"Great."
"Oh that's just bloody brilliant." Andi said softly pinching the bridge of her nose.
"What have you got?" Dean asked hoping that Sam had found something.
"Nothing. No Dana Shulps has ever lived or died in Baltimore in the last fifty years at least."
"So what now?" Dean questioned letting out a breath of frustration.
"Well, I think I'm pretty close to cracking Giles' password. Maybe there's something in his personal files, you know?"
"By close you mean…"
"Thirty minutes, maybe?"
Dean glanced at his watch. "Awesome. So I guess I just get to, uh, hang out." He let out a breath. "Awesome." He muttered to himself.
Sam typed on the computer as Andi moved over to him to see if she could help him.
Dean sat down making clicking noises and mouth fart noises with his mouth.
Andi groaned. "Dean really?" She snapped at the other brother.
"Alright, I'm gonna go talk to Karen again, see if she knows anything about this Dana Shulps, huh?"
"Great."
"Keep going, Sparky." Dean teased his younger brother.
Andi let out a breath.
SPNSPN
"Then Dean went back to Karen's place to check up on her. I mean, you know, she had been pretty upset earlier." Sam explained to Officer Ballard.
"So why didn't you two go with him."
"We just went back to the motel." Andi said leaning back in her chair.
"How did you know that we were there, by the way?"
"We found the motel matchbook on your brother when we arrested him. Let's quit fooling around. Now you were with your brother the whole time you were in Baltimore. Why separate now? Because your brother left you. To go murder Karen."
"He didn't kill anyone."
Ballard hit the table. "I heard the 9-1-1 call! Karen was terrified. She said someone was in the house."
SPNSPN
Officer Sheridan satin the observation room where he can watch Dean who was handcuffed to the table.
Officer Ballard went over to him. "You getting where with him?"
"No. Just a lot of wise-ass remarks. You?"
"Sam's story matches Dean's to the last detail as well as the girl's. If we don't get Sam or that girl to flip we have nothing but a lot of circumstantial evidence. "
"Hey. We've got Dean at the crime scene with blood on his hands. Juries have convicted for less."
"Yeah, but, I mean, where's the murder weapon? What's the motive? You talk about reasonable doubt."
"Diana." He touched her face. "Do you have reasonable doubt? We keep leaning on these guys, one of them will tumble. And don't forget about St. Louis. I'm telling you. This Dean guy is our guy."
"I know Tony Giles was a friend of yours."
"Yeah. He was, he was a good friend. "
"Look, and I know you want to clean this mess up quick. But come on, Tony knew a lot of criminal types, I mean, maybe we're just…"
"Criminal types? He was a defense lawyer, for god sakes, of course he knew criminal types."
"All right, let's get back at 'em."
"No, you know what? Let 'em stew in their juices for a bit. Come here. " He gives her a kiss.
SPNSPN
Andi slid a pad of paper and a pen to him.
Sam looked up. "Thanks." He said softly.
Andi nodded her head softly.
Sam began to write 'Dana Shulps' on the paper in block letters. His lips went down into a frown.
Andi had her own pen and paper working on the same thing that he was. Her lips were pursed together.
"Anagram maybe?" Sam questioned.
Andi looked up. "It could be… we'll figure it out Sam." Andi admitted softly.
A man came into the room carrying a note that Dean had. He handed it to Sam.
Andi moved closer to Sam to look at it.
"I hope that's meaningful. But I'd like to discuss your case now." The man said looking at the two of them.
"Sure thing, Matlock." Sam said gesturing to the chair.
Andi leaned back in her seat.
"You two really are brother's aren't you?"
Andi let out a scoff. "You can tell." She said looking at Mr. Kraus.
"Now. As you know, the DA might be interested in…"
There was a knock on the door and it swung open revealing Officer Ballard. "We need you. With the other one."
SPNSPN
Andi and Sam sat at a desk in their motel room going through the files.
Andi rubbed her face softly.
There was a knock on the door. Sam got up and opened it freezing when he saw Officer Ballard. He hesitated.
She shrugged and came into the motel room. She held up her arms showing Sam her wrists.
"These showed up after you saw it?" Sam questioned as he looked at her wrists.
Andi pursed her lips together as she got up.
"Yeah, I guess. " Officer Ballard said shrugging her shoulders lightly.
"Alright. You're going to have to tell us exactly what you saw."
"You know, I must be losing my mind. You're a fugitive. I should be arresting you two."
Andi let out a laugh as she went to sit down.
"All right. Well, you know what? You can arrest me later, all right? After you live through this. But right now you've gotta talk to me. Okay?"
She nodded her head.
"Okay, great. Now, this spirit. What did it look like?"
"She was, um, really pale, and her throat was cut, and her eyes, they were like, this deep dark red? It appeared like she was trying to talk to me. But she couldn't. It was just... a lot of blood."
"You know what? Here. I've been researching every girl that's ever died or gone missing from Ashland Street." He leads her over to a table, where he gathers up a stack of crime scene photos.
"How'd you get those? Those are from crime scenes, and booking photos."
"You have your job, we have mine. Here. I need you to look through these, tell me if you recognize anyone." Sam said looking at the officer.
Officer Ballard sat down and began to flip through the stack. She stopped when she hit the third photo which was a photo of a young woman that had gotten booked. "This is her. I'm sure of it. "
Andi came over and looked at the photo. "Claire Becker? Twenty eight years old, disappeared about eight or nine months ago."
"But I don't even know her. I mean, why would she come after me?"
"Well, before her death, she was arrested twice. For dealing heroin. You ever work narcotics?" Sam said explaining everything to her.
"Yeah, Pete and I did. Before Homicide."
"You ever bust her?" Andi asked as she sat down across from Officer Ballard.
"Not that I remember."
"It says that she was last seen entering 2911 Ashland Street. Police searched the place, didn't find anything. Guess we gotta check it out ourselves. See if we can find her body."
"What?"
"Well, we gotta salt and burn her bones. It's the only way to put her spirit to rest."
"Of course it is."
Andi looked at Sam. "You two go ahead alright?"
Sam looked at Andi. "You sure?"
"Of course I'm sure. I'll meet you guys there okay? Just don't get yourself in trouble okay?"
Sam looked down at her with a soft smile on his lips.
Officer Ballard watched the two of them. She could tell that the two of them cared about one another.
Andi pushed him a little causing the taller man to laugh. "Go."
SPNSPN
Andi gripped the wheel lightly of Baby in her hands as she drove down the stretch of highway. Her lips pursed together as she scanned the area to see if the boys were alright. She knew that Dean would probably start yelling at her for getting the car. It had been a long night, but thankfully she had been able to talk her way into getting the car back.
She noticed Sam and Dean walking down the road and she honked the horn of the car slowly bringing it to the curb. She parked the car as soon as the boys stopped. She got out of the car.
"How on earth…" Dean began as he looked at her with wide eyes.
Andi let out a soft chuckle. "I got your precious baby back. Don't ask." Andi winked a little. "Just be happy that she's back in your possession."
"Not a scratch."
"Oh come on Dean… I know how to drive. I'm not reckless." Andi said defending herself.
Dean ran his hand lightly over the hood of baby.
Sam let out a soft chuckle. "That's why you wanted me to leave so you could get the car back."
Andi grinned a little bit. "Well what did you expect Sam." She teased with a wink. "I am just thankful that I was able to get her back without any trouble. But we really should hit the road. Perhaps we need to lay low too."
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This is the end of Chapter 7. I hope that you guys liked this. Please review and let me know what you think. I am trying my best with these chapters. I kind of been busting my ass off with writing for this series of A Woman of Letters. I hope that you guys keep on reading. Hopefully I'll get the next chapter out soon. Please leave a review if you guys have any ideas of anything you guys would like to see in future chapters. Until next time.
