Chapter 9:

Dean had managed to grab some coffee from a local garage. He drank some and moaned all the way to Clare's home. 'Dude I mean come on we have to listen to her going off on one about cards and seeing things. Sam we've been here three days and so far we have a possible resurrecting zombie being and we are just expected to carry on listening to her and her sightings.' Sam just looked at him and tutted.

'Dean she's probably the only one who can tell us where and how to carry on. Dean you know that this is all a little far fetched but what don't we do? I mean we never give anything up we just keep trying.'

As he knocked the door Dean thought it over Sam was right Winchester's never gave up. It was part of who they were and what they had become. It was what their dad had trained them to be and what both of them knew they had to adhere too on every case they ever had.

Clare opened the door and smiled, 'I'm glad you came so quickly my night was filled with dreams about this case.' As they moved towards the kitchen Clare spoke again, 'Well I saw the next victim.' Her hands were shaking as she poured some coffee, 'I'm sorry it's just I've never dreamt of someone's death before and it's scared me. Well I guess you want me too tell you who it is so you can go and save the day.' She said as she took one look at Dean's face.

Dean looked at her and said, 'Well no that's not what I'm saying. We can just have a cup of coffee and if you can tell us anymore about what you saw sometimes things come out when you talk about it.' Sam smiled at his brother and was rewarded with a sharp kick to the shin.

'So I saw the eye. I'm sure I've seen it before. I just can't figure out where. Anyway I've drawn it for you.'

She passed the piece of paper over to Dean. 'I saw the person who is the next target. His name is Alan Beardsmore and he is another councillor. I saw his death and it wasn't pleasant. He will have his eyes taken. He will be leaving a cafe tonight about nine and then he will walk towards his apartment block but he won't get there. Between the cafe and his home he will disappear. A bar called 'The four leaves' is where I can last say I saw him alive then finally he was dead near his apartment.'

She took a long drink of her coffee, 'I can know tell you that whoever this person is he's skilled. I mean before you see the bodies of the victims.' She looked at their faces, 'Well that's where you're headed after this aren't you so I'd say look and you'll see its almost perfect incision. But now you really need to think about this guy. He's in danger. Oh and before you leave you will see some people you thought you were not expecting to see. It's all good don't worry.'

As they left the house Sam smacked Dean on the head, 'What the hell man don't kick me like that I mean it.' Dean snorted.

'Come on Sammy you heard Clare we've got to check out the morgue and then we have to find this guy. Plus keep an eye open for some random person who is meant to be dead walking the streets a great job for just two people.'

Sam nodded. He pulled the papers from his bag, 'Ok so we know who the first vic was and the second and we have a runaway dead person who will also know about. This guy well apparently he was working with the two victims in order to make the place a lot better for kids. They were regular charity workers and basically good eggs. No one can find fault with these guys. Maybe that's why it's all about the heart?'

Dean looked at him, 'Oh I see they are good people that kind of thing. So what are you thinking because I'm thinking that whole Frankenstein monster thing? I mean by the sounds of it he's getting body parts and maybe for all we know a surgeon and a zombie that kind of thing. Watching how the dead walk?'

Sam nodded, 'So let's see about the morgue.'

Dean smiled, 'Yummy! Nothing better than a morning with no breakfast and then a trip to the county morgue. '