Wow so its been a while since my last update and I know that I promise over and over again that im gonna update more but life gets in the way and this isnt the first thing that comes to my mind at the beginning of the day, but anyways I'm back and I'm gonna try really hard to update more. I also want to thank all the people that's been waiting for me to update all these long months, forgive me my loyal followers I promise this is gonna be a great chapter. I love y'all so much now on with it!
Provenance
Annie's POV
"Look at him" I said to Sam pointing to Dean, "when is he gonna get tired of the game?"
"When he's dead." Sam said looking down at a newspaper, "hey I think I found something go and try to get Dean away from those girls." As I got up Sam grabbed my arm, "and be sweet about it ok."
"I will." I said with a chuckle. I walked up to him with an angry look on my face, "What the fuck do you think your doing? Why are you flirting with these little girls when you have two kids at home and me your WIFE!" Dean looked at me with big eyes as I grabbed his arm pulling him away from the girls.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Dean glared at me, "O Sam found something and he wanted you to come over." I said with a smile. Dean stormed off to the table, as I stood there laughing.
"So what are you today Dean, rock stars or army rangers?" Sam asked not looking up from his paper/
"Well I was a TV reality scout looking for people with special skills until your girlfriend here ruined it, I was about to score with that hot chick in the red. You know she has a friend if you want to ditch Ann and get with her." Dean said pointing to the girl's friend. I'm glad I walked up when I did, I heard the whole conversation. "Fuck you Dean, Sam gets plenty of action with me, he doesn't need some whore who spreads her legs for anything that walks give him some. You better watch out yourself cause you don't know what kind of things you are getting from these sleezy bar rats." I gave Dean a thoughtful look.
"Whatever so what did you find? Dean asked turning away from me.
"Mark and Anne Telesca of New Paltz, New York were both found dead in their home just a few days were slit, there were no prints, no murder weapons. No prints, no murder weapons, all doors and windows were locked from the inside.
Dean didn't look impressed, "It could be just be a garden-variety murder, you know, not our department."
"Well dad thinks different…"
"What do you mean?" Dean looked puzzled.
Sam pushed their dad's journal toward Dean, "Look. Dad noted three murders in the same area of upstate New York. First one, right here, 1912, the second one in 1945, and the third in 1970. The same M.O. as the Telescas—the throats were slit, the houses were locked from the inside. Now, so much time passed between the murders that nobody checked the pattern, except for Dad. He always kept his eyes peeled for another one." Dean looked a little excited, " and now we got one." Sam smiled "exactly."
"Well then we better go now so we can get a good look tomorrow before the cops come back to the house." I said standing up. Dean looked back to the girls at the bar with a sad look on his face, "you don't have a chance with them now champ after that amazing performance I just performed." I smiled at myself. "Yea thanks for that." Dean sneered and walked off to the car. Sam laughed and grabbed my hand and walked me to the car.
Sam drove while Dean slept in the backseat and I sat in the passenger seat staring at Sam. He has such broad shoulders and muscular arms. He's held me in them so many times when I was upset or just need him to hold me. I wanted to be in his strong arms right now but it would be kinda difficult crawling in that seat with him, and besides Dean would be totally pissed if I made Sam crash. I smiled at that thought. "Whatcha thinking about over there?" Sam said snapping me back to reality.
"O nothing really, just that I've missed your arms."
"My arms?" Sam looked at me strange.
"Yea, I've missed your arms around me, they make me feel…I don't know….safe I guess." I smiled at him, waiting for him to look at me with his quizative look again.
"Well come slide over here next to me, you will always be safe here." Sam slid me over next to him and put his strong arm around me, "Sleep now baby you've been up all night."
"No I'm fine…" But as soon as those words fell from my lips my eyelids betrayed me and I fell into a deep slumber.
I awoke the next morning by Sam grazing my cheek lightly with his finger, "Annie, come on lets go look at the house Deans passed out in the back and I don't have time to wake him up." I giggle while I got out of the car. When we got in the house, there was no EMF readings anywhere, the house was clean. Perfectly normal except the blood stains on the bed and floor. "Lets go." I heard Sam say to me outside the bed room door. As we walked to the car Sam winked at me and said "Watch this." He walked over to the driver side and laid on the horn, Dean flew off the seat and gave me and Sam a frightened look. "DUDE! So not cool." I couldn't stop laughing.
"We just checked the house, no EMF, its clean. This morning while you two were sleeping I checked the history of the house, no hauntings, no violent crimes, nothing strange about it."
"All right, so if it's not the people and it's not the house, then, uh….maybe it's the contents—a cursed object or somethin'."
"The house is clean." Sam said again.
"Yea, I know." Dean answered annoyed.
"No, he means its empty. No furniture. Nothin'" I answered this time.
"Where's all there stuff?"
We enter the auction house where all the Telesca stuff were at and Dean sneered again. "Silent auctions, estate sales—it's like a garage sale for W.A.S.P.s, if you ask me." He grabbed food from a tray and stuffed it into his mouth. A man approached us with a discusted look on his face, like he was sucking on a lemon. "May I help you?"
"Yea, champagne please." Dean coughed. Sam nudged him "He's not a waiter. Hi I'm Sam Connors, this is my brother Dean. We are art dealers with Connors limited." Sam went to shake the man's hand. "Your art dealers?" He shrugged Sam's hand away. "That's right." Sam said with a polite smile.
"I'm Daniel Blake. This is my auction house. Now, gentlemen, this is a private showing, and I don't remember seeing you on the guest list."
"O well take another look we are on there." Dean said while grabbing a glass of champagne. "Finally." he said chugging it down. I couldn't stand watching Dean ruin the taste of champagne so I decided to walk around. That's when I noticed a creepy painting that came from the Telesca's house. It was of a family the father was staring at with a blank expression, the same goes for his entire family. Sam walked beside me. "A fine example of American primitive, wouldn't you say?" A woman said walking or should I say struting down the stair of the auction house in a petite black dress. She had her eyes glued to my Sammy.
"Well, I'd say it's more Grant Wood than Grandma Moses. But you knew that. You just wanted to see if I did." Sam retorted. O my god he was flirting with her right in front of me, what is his deal! And she is blushing! Ugh I'm gonna beat that red off her petite little face. Dean walked over for the introductions, smiling stupidly obvious he found her attractive.
"And clumsy, I apologize. I'm Sarah Blake." She extended her hand toward Sam. " Hi, I'm Sam, this is my brother Dean and my….friend Annie." His friend! My jaw dropped when he said that, he introduced me as his friend!
"Actually…" but before I could finish my sentence Dean cut me off, "Come on Annie lets go look at other pieces for our collections and let Ms. Blake and Sam talk." He put my arm around my shoulder and walked me away. He turned his head toward Sam and winked. "What the hell Dean!" I pushed his arm away. "Look she might be able to help us find out what's going on and she obviously has the hots for Sammy, so let him use his magic." Dean smiled.
"Well fuck this I'm going to the car." I walked away I couldn't stand watching this chick hit on my boyfriend. I couldn't even sit in the car so I decided to walk to the hotel we were staying at, it took me 20 minutes and I was still there before Sam and Dean. I bet he was still in there chatting it up with miss smarty pant in there. Finally Sam and Dean walked into the room. "Hey what happened to you?" Sam asked concerned. "Why does it matter I mean I'm just a friend right? You shouldn't worry about what your friends do." Sam sat down on the bed. "Annie, I didn't mean it like that, I was trying to keep the act going."
"O so the fact she was wearing a dress that was a second skin didn't mean anything right?"
"Annie, we were just talking about art, I didn't even notice her dress."
"I did." Dean laughed
"Shut up Dean!" I yelled at him. "Look, I'm done arguing can we just figure this case out then get the fuck out of this town please?"
"Yea, so Sam what's the providence?" Dean asked
"Provenance. It's a certificate of origin, like a biography, you know? We can use 'em to check the history of the pieces, see if anything's got a freaky past."
"Huh. Well, we're not gettin' anything out of Chuckles, but, uh, Sarah?"
"Yeah. Maybe you can get her to write it all down on a cocktail napkin."
"Not me" Dean looked at Sam.
"O, hell no! Sam you can possibly go out with this…this…art whore?" I argued with both of them.
"Yea Dean pickup lines are your thing." He stated while looking at me.
"It wasn't my butt she was checkin' out." Dean smirked.
"In other words, you want me to use her to get information." Sam questioned.
"Sometimes, you gotta take one for the team. Call her." Dean held his phone up to Sam. " o no Sam, your not actually gonna do this right, I won't let you. I don't like her and she is so stuck up!" I was getting extremely upset now.
" Annie don't worry nothing is going to happen, I will take her out get the provenance then leave that all."
"Fine, go. Why should I care I'm just your friend anyway right?" With that I went into the bathroom. I was done talking to these stupid boys. Why am I getting so emotional about this, I guess its about to be my time of the month again. Wait when was the last time I had it…O shit!
2 hours later Sam went out with Sarah and Dean was sitting on the bed looking at the adult channels. "I'm going out." I grabbed Deans keys.
"Where are you going, to spy on Sam?" Dean chuckled.
"No, thank you. I'm gonna go the store to pick up tampons if you really want to know."
"Eww, well have fun with that.." Dean went back to the busty Asian beauties on the tv.
I got to the store 5 minutes later with one thing on my mind pregnancy test. How could I have gone so long without worrying about my period. I guess I've had other thing on my mind.
"Can I help you find something." a clerk said with a toothy smile.
"No, but thank you." I walked down the isle, there were tons of different kinds. How can I figure out the right one to use? Clear Blue, the most accurate pregnancy test out there. Ok this will work I guess.
When I got back Sam was there talking to Dean about the provenances he got from Sarah. I guess the test will have to wait. I crammed it down to the bottom of my purse, trying to forget about it.
"So what happened?" I asked sitting on the bed.
"I got it."
"How? She just handed it over to you without any questions?"
"Yea, I went back to her place and she made me copies."
"Wait you went back to her place? How was it did you get lucky?" I asked sarcastically.
"No, nothing happened she gave me the copies and I left."
"So no scam or anything?" Dean asked surprised.
"Nope."
"Well hooray for you!" I answered throwing my purse on the bed.
"I think I got some thing." Sam said ignoring me.
"Portrait of Isaiah Merchant's family painted in 1910" Dean said.
"Now, compare the names of the owners with Dad's journal."
"First purchased in 1912 to Peter Simms. Peter Simms murdered in 1912. Same thing in 1945. Huh. Same thing in 1970"
": Then stored until it was donated to a charity auction last month, where the Telescas bought it. So, what do you think, it's haunted or cursed?"
"Either way, it's toast." I added.
So that night we burned the painting, but the next day when we went back we found that same painting coming out of the auction house. We couldn't believe it. It turned out that that the father killed his wife and children with a straight razor, we found out where they were cremated but the father's ashes weren't there. Sam got a call from Sarah saying that her father sold the painting to an elderly woman who lived in a huge mansion. Sarah met us there after Sam told her not to come. When we got there the house was destroyed and the old woman was on the floor in a pool of blood, her throat had been slit, just like the family's in the painting. That's when we decided we had to go to the cemetery right then. The father was buried somewhere else so me and Dean went to burn his bones. We called Sam and told him that his bones were burned, but Sam told us it wasn't the father it was the little girl, we need to find her ashes now. When we got to her urn we noticed a doll next to it. It turns out the doll had her hair in it so we burned the doll and everything stop. Me and Dean went back to the hotel room to drop me off. "I'll be back with Sam."
I went over to the bed and I felt the pregnancy test in my purse. It was now or never, I went into the bathroom and tried to figure it out. After I was done pissing on the stick I had to wait 1 to 2 minutes. I sat on the bed and waited, it was the longest 2 minutes of my life.
Finally it was that time and I walked back into the bathroom slowly trying to keep a positive attitude about it 'I'm not pregnant, I'm not pregnant, I'm not pregnant…' I told myself until I reached the test. I closed my eyes and looked down at it, When I opened my eyes, it looked back up at me with big bold letters PREGNANT. O my god, o my god, o my god. I'm….I'm pregnant. How could this be possible, well that's a stupid question I know how it happened. What was I gonna do? I heard Sam and Dean walk into the room.
"Annie, where are you?" I heard Sam say.
"Um, I'm in the bathroom….I'll be right out." Shit what am I gonna say to Sam. As I walked out Sam looked at me and smiled. "Hey you ok?" he asked as he came over and hugged me. "Look if your still mad about the Sarah thing…."
"No, I don't care about that anymore. Dean can you get out so I can talk to Sam…alone."
"Where am I gonna go?" Dean stood up.
"I don't care where you go, just get out." I pushed Dean out of the room, throwing his keys at him then slamming the door.
"Sam I need to talk to you about something…"
"I know what you are gonna say."
"You do?"
"Yea but you can't, I love you to much to let you go." Sam stood up and held my hand.
"What are you talking about Sam?"
"you are breaking up with me right?"
"No." I took a step back, "I told you I don't care about that Sarah thing I knew you weren't interested in her. I need to tell you something else.."
"I wasn't interested in her Ann, You are the only person I've ever wanted to be with, I can't picture my life without you. Even when we were not together for awhile I still love you and…"
"Sam shut up for a second, I love you too and I'm really not breaking up with I…"
"I just don't want you to leave me ever, I would…."
"SAM I'M PREGNANT!" I yelled out, he needed to know but I shouldn't of told him like that.
"What?" Sam sat down on the bed, "Are you sure?"
"Yea." I walked into the bathroom and grabbed the test. "Here, it says it in big letters."
He looked at the big PREGNANT with a look of shock on his face. "Well…"
"I'm really sorry Sam I took birth control and I was safe, I don't know how this happened. I'm.."
Sam got up and gave me a passionate kiss. "Its ok, I'm so happy, we have to figure out what we are gonna do, but I don't care about that right now I'm just so happy." He kissed me again this time even more passionate then before. I kissed him back a little shocked at his reaction but I kissed him, I kissed him hard. We laid on the bed, Sam got on top of me slowly kissing down my neck. I moaned with pleasure. Sam sat up and took off my shirt, while staring at my bare breast. His hands dug into my skin sweetly but rough. It made me warm all over. He sat me up on top of him and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Some how he got his and my pants off without me evening realizing it. he thrusted his hard cock inside me and I stopped breathing for a few seconds. I started to ride him, thrusting him more inside me with every pump. " O SAMMY!" I squealed as I came around him. After a few more pumps he finally came. We collapsed next to each other on the bed. Sam put his arm around me, caressing my hair softly. "I love you…" I said softly into a sweet slumber.
"I love you too…" I heard Sam whispered into my ear. I knew that things were only gonna get better from this point on.
So I hope you guys like this chapter, hopefully I will write more and update soon J 3