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Chapter 11: Dude Looks Like a Lady

Liam looked out of place in the coffee shop and bakery. He's not the type of man one would imagine eating a croissant and drinking from a china cup, but he managed alright with a giant roast beef sandwich and a steaming cup of joe.

Skye sat across from him with her laptop in front of her, hunched slightly as she stared intently at the screen. Her own sandwich was untouched.

"Find anything darlin'?"

"Not sure yet," Skye said without looking up. She took a long drink from her coffee cup and let out a small groan of appreciation.

Liam laughed. "If I didn't know better, I would think you were having a love affair with that drink."

"Mmmmm. No man's ever treated me better than coffee," she said dismissively, clicking the keyboard on her laptop a few times.

"Well, ain't that the saddest thing I ever heard," he said half to himself. Skye waved a hand dismissively, before turning the screen to face Liam.

He raised an eyebrow in question. "You're showing me a map?"

"Yes."

"Okay. I'll bite. What exactly am I supposed to be seeing?" He asked.

Skye shook her head. "Nothing yet, but…" she turned the computer back towards herself and clicked a few times before turning it back to him. The first map was still there, but this time it was overlaid with topographic lines She double clicked and zoomed in. "This is where the site of the disappearances were, and this…" she moved the cursor just over where the steep drop off was. "Is where this accident happened 40 years ago." Skye clicked open an article that had been minimized.

Death at the Gorge

The body of Mina Davis, 19, was discovered Tuesday night after being reported missing 36 hours prior. Police have ruled it accidental death due to rainfall. No vehicle was found near the scene and investigators are still asking for information as to why Mina was near the gorge the night of her death.

Mina's parents are missing their, "Beautiful and loving baby girl with all our [their] hearts." Her wake will be held…..

Liam didn't bother finishing the article, having seen all he needed. "So, you think she did this?"

"I mean, it fits. And that first couple went to school at the same time she did…" Skye trailed off.

"Which means that their presence could have awakened her spirit." he finished.

Skye gave him a big smile. Her dimples dug into her cheeks. "Mmhmm. My guess is she saw where she could have been, and the rage at her death got the best of her. And, once a spirit's awake we're really the only people who know how to stop it."

Liam nodded but his face was contemplative. "There's just one thing I don't get. If she killed them out of rage, where are the bodies?"

"Down the gorge?" Skye guessed, a little unsure now.

"Nah, I don't think so. No matter how incompetent, the police wouldn't have missed that."

Skye frowned. "Gimme a sec," she said, swiveling her computer back to face her. She clicked away for a few seconds. "Damn it!" she swore a bit too loudly. A waitress walking by gave her a funny look. Liam laughed and switched to her side of the table.

"What seems to be the problem?" he asked.

"Can't access the police server," she said dejectedly.

"Ah, leave the police to me. See if you can pull up Mina's hospital records."

"I can try," Skye said with a grin. "The Library was surprisingly up to date with their records. We can only hope that someone decided to digitize all the old hospital records as well." Digitization made the job of a hunter much easier if one knew how to properly use it. Not only did it make accessing the records more straightforward, but it also made it more anonymous. Skye could remember going through paper records with her father when she was younger and into her early teens. Either he would get copies from the department, or he would make her or her siblings sneak them out. He thought it was good practice for them, and the younger they were, the more easily he could play it off if they got caught. She couldn't count the number of hours that she spent snooping through file cabinets in her life. She was just fine with it when she could find out all she needed from the comfort of her, or rather the motel's, bed. Luckily, Sammy had taught her a few things on how to break through passwords and be in and out before any alarms went off. The kid was a freaky genius sometimes.

"There," she said, perhaps a bit smugly as she accessed Mina Davis's personal health records.

"Great," Liam said, clapping his hands. They both read through it in silence. "Stop," Liam told her. "She had a sister, Kaitlyn. Six years younger. That would make her 13 when her sister died. What do you want to bet that a thirteen-year-old would notice something that the parents overlooked?"

Skye shrugged. "It's worth a try."

"Right," Liam clapped again and got up from the seat, dropping some money on the table. "You take care of that, and I'll go talk to the police again."

"Hey! I never agreed to that!" She said scooting out of the booth. Liam held out a hand to help her. She lost balance a bit from the strength of his pull and stumbled into him. She straightened up quickly, pretending it never happened, but her heart was beating a bit quicker than she would have liked it. She could feel her ears burning from embarrassment, and was very grateful for her long hair at that moment.

Liam ignored the incident, but she noticed that his smile was a bit wider than normal. "Would you rather talk to our friends from earlier?" he asked.

"Well, no," she said and sighed. "Fine. I'll see if I can track her down, but you owe me one." She didn't say that she really didn't want those types of memories brought back up for her, but she wasn't going to get away from stories of death, and loved ones dying in her line of work. Might as well get used to it, as morbid as that sounded.

"Of course darlin'," he mock bowed, sweeping his hand out to gesture towards the door. "Shall we?"

It only took Skye a few minutes during their drive to figure out what became of the sister, and luckily Kaitlyn lived in the area still. She was unmarried and had a small house just outside of town in a semi-secluded patch of woods. "Just drop me here, and go take care of business," Skye said to Liam, who had pulled to the end of the dirt driveway. There was one car in the driveway, and Skye took that for confirmation that the girl was home. The records said that she was unmarried and without any children. Skye couldn't help but have a pang of sympathy for the girl. Skye knew she would probably end up dead before she reached that age, but chances were she would never have someone to call her own either. She shook her head and jumped out of Liam's truck, enjoying the crunch of the gravel underneath her boots.

The truck pulled away, and Skye stopped herself from watching it leave. It's not that she was scared to be here alone, but it was nice to have someone around at times like this. If the conversation took a direction that she didn't like, Skye was always able to excuse herself to the bathroom when she had a partner, and in doing so, she could look around a bit in case anything odd was going on. Now she didn't have that option, and she had to wait for Liam to go to the police station and back. While it was only a couple of miles away, being without her own car made Skye feel exposed, naked.

She grit her teeth, plastered on her professional face and walked to the door with confident steps. Knock, knock!

"Can I help you?"

Skye whipped around at the sound of a voice off to her right. "Oh, hello," she said, quickly scanning the area for anyone else she might've missed. Her dad would have had a lot to say about her letting someone surprise her, especially a middle-aged woman who looked like she had seen better days. "Yes, I was just looking for Kaitlyn Davis."

"You found her dear. I'm afraid I'm not interested in any subscriptions at the moment. It's just me and my birds here, and I already get Home and Garden," Kaitlyn said as she took off her gardening gloves. That could have been why Skye missed her. There was a small pile of weeds where she had obviously been working, and the knees of her pants were stained with dirt.

Sensing that this woman didn't get a whole lot of company, Skye decided to do a little bit of buttering up. "Oh, I'm sorry. How rude of me. I'm Karen Carpenter. I just moved in a little down the road. You have a beautiful flower bed. I always loved gardening but never had space for it. Would you like some help?"

"Oh, no thank you. I was just finishing up anyway. It'll be nice to have a new neighbor. None of the folk around here stop by too much. I didn't even know there were any houses for sale around here."

"Well, there wasn't. My husband and I wanted to build our own house and he works not too far away. So, we just bought some land to build on. It'll be awhile until the house is finished, but we're renting a room in the city until then." Skye made sure and tucked her left hand into her pocket while she was talking so that it wouldn't be immediately obvious that she wasn't wearing a wedding ring.

"Newlyweds?" Guessed Kaitlyn.

"Mmhmm," Skye hummed, making sure to put the biggest smile she could manage on her face. "We just got married last year, and I just found out our family is expanding. So, it was now or never on the house." Skye rubbed her stomach like she had seen so many pregnant women do before and wanted to barf due to the sap coming out of her mouth.

"Oh, congratulations! Was that your husband who dropped you off? I didn't get to see much of him, but he looked very handsome." Skye nodded in affirmation, her cheeks hurting from the smile she hadn't been able to let drop yet. "You should have told him to stay!" Kaitlyn said cheerfully. I don't get many visitors. It'll be nice to have some new families around. Why don't you come in and get out of the sun? We can chat inside, and you can meet my birds."

Skye resisted the urge to decline and followed the woman inside. "That would be nice. My husband was just dropping me off. He had a few errands to run. He'll be back soon to pick me up, but I couldn't resist trying to meet a few people around. It does get so boring away from family."

"Yes, yes. I know what you mean. The only family I have is Georgie and Mina here." She walked Skye up to a birdcage with two cockatoos hopping around. "Pretty birds," she cooed, and the two birds copied the sound. Skye stopped the eye roll. At least it wasn't cats.

"You don't have any family close either?" she asked, her eyes moving from the birds to Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn didn't look away from her birds, but her eyes seemed to go out of focus a bit.

"No, just me. My parents died a few years ago."

Skye gasped. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to pry. It's never easy to lose a parent. I lost my dad a couple of years ago, and my brother last June. I've never felt pain that bad before." Skye didn't have to fake the tear that ran down her cheek. Kaitlyn still hadn't looked at her, but her own eyes were misty now.

"Yes. I lost my sister, too." She almost whispered. Skye put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Did you want to talk about it? I wasn't the same until I could get some guilt off my chest about my brother. He was attacked by a wild animal." She sniffed and shook her head in self-loathing. "It was all my fault. I sent him out that night. I asked him to walk over. I was so happy to tell him that he was gonna be an uncle." Skye took a shaky breath. "I guess he'll never know." She took a minute to pretend to compose herself. "I'm sorry." She smiled weakly. "Hormones, but I'd like to hear your story if you want to tell it to me. It might help."

Skye could tell that she had struck a chord with the older woman, who was staring at the bird, Mina. This was obviously something that had been weighing on her for a long time, and hopefully, it helped her move on and maybe Skye would figure out where the bodies of the missing people may be.

Kaitlyn walked forward as if in a daze and Skye followed at a distance. They entered a cluttered living area. It was furnished with an olive green recliner and couch set. The carpet was a brown shag and lots of trinkets lined small tables and shelves scattered throughout the room. The air smelled of dust. Kaitlyn was standing in front of a picture on the wall. Her back was to Skye, and she reached out a shaky hand to take the picture down. "This was my sister Mina," Kaitlyn said, tracing the picture with her fingertips.

"She was very beautiful," Skye said in a soft voice.

Kaitlyn nodded. "Yes, she died far too young. She should be playing with her grandkids right now."

"What happened?" Skye whispered.

"She fell off the Gorge," Kaitlyn said. Her eyes finally left the picture to bore into Skye's green orbs. "I was too afraid to say something at the time. I was only 13, but she and I used to go to this spot across the Gorge. We thought we were invincible. When we were little we found this small rope bridge that went across, into a little cave. It wasn't safe, but…" she took a deep breath. Skye didn't dare interrupt her. "You know how kids are. We didn't think anything through the whole way. I heard her talking, the night she-" Kaitlyn stopped. Skye knew she couldn't bring herself to say the word died. "Anyway, she was going out with her boyfriend. She was going to show them our spot. I didn't want her to show anyone. That was our spot. We fought, and she ended up storming out of there. I don't know what happened, but she didn't come back. I went looking for her, but the rope was broken- hanging- when I got there. I was so scared. I didn't want to get in trouble. I grabbed the rope and came home. My parents were frantic. Her boyfriend slit his wrists a month later. I never got a chance to talk to him. I don't think I wanted to know…" There were tears leaking down Kaitlyn's face at this point. "I never said anything. I know she must've fell trying to cross, but I…" she stopped like she was just realizing that she was talking to another person again. "Ah, don't listen to an old lady. That was 40 years ago. Why don't I get you some tea?"

Skye tried to smile but knew it didn't quite reach her eyes. "No need to apologize. This has obviously been weighing on you for some time. I think my husband just pulled up though. Let me give you my number," Skye said pulling a scrap of paper and a pen from her jacket pocket. She smiled warmly at the woman. "Give me a call if you need anything. Anything at all. I'm just a phone call away." Skye was surprised when Kaitlyn pulled her into a hug. She hugged her back warmly, before turning back toward the door. Well, that was certainly informative. She hoped Liam had as good of luck. He was waiting in the driveway patiently.

"Find anything sugar?" he asked as she jumped into the truck.

"Oh yeah. Let's go get that room. I think we need a new plan. "

"Got everything?" Skye asked as Liam entered the motel room, a canvas bag clutched in his hand and his own bag of weapons slung over his shoulder.

"It's all here. You sure this plan is going to work?" he asked.

"It's the best I have. Unless you have any better plans..?" She trailed off and Liam stayed silent. "Didn't think so. Come on. Let's get this show on the road." She grabbed a small backpack and slung it over her shoulders. She fastened two clips so that it was secure around her middle. Liam held the door open for her and they disappeared into the dark night.

They parked just in front of the overlook, where the last car had been discovered. Skye was feeling anxious for the first time that night. It was a cloudy moonless night, and she could barely see a foot in front of her face. She took a deep breath as Liam cut the engine. Utter silence rang in her ears. She didn't want to be the one to break it.

"So, we just wait?" Liam asked in his Texan dialect.

Skye cleared her throat, uncomfortable with what she was about to say. "Well, um, when the other couples were taken I imagine they were… You know." She said, growing more anxious by the second. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears, and her stomach was flipping like she was gonna be sick.

"Ah," Liam chuckled. "I won't do anything you don't want sugar," he said into the darkness. "Just tell me what you need."

She could feel his eyes on her, though she could only see his outline in the dark. Swallowing the lump in her throat she said, barely above a whisper, "Kiss me, Liam."

And then his lips were on hers, warm and inviting and molding to hers perfectly. She let out a gasp at the electricity she felt. His large hands ran through her hair, massaging her scalp. Her heart beat faster, responding to the touch. She forgot about their mission, forgot about all the reasons she wasn't supposed to do this and just felt. Her hands were on his chest and she dug in her nails slightly, feeling the well-defined muscles. He let out a shiver at the touch and his kiss became more insistent. His tongue asked for permission to enter her mouth and she eagerly allowed him in, their tongues mingled hungrily, until she had to pull back for breath, panting heavily. Liam's lips didn't leave her skin. His lips traveled to her neck, nipping lightly and making her let out an involuntary moan while her body arched into his. Her hands traveled up his body and gently grabbed the hair on the back of his head. He growled at the touch his lips finally leaving her neck. He cupped her face with reverence.

"Skye, I-"

AHH! AHH! DUDE LOOKS LIKE A LADY!

Skye and Liam both jumped at the loud noise that erupted from her pocket. As the ringtone played she eased herself from Liam's grasp, letting out a nervous laugh that turned genuine when Liam joined in.

"It's Sam," she said. "I have to get this." She flipped open the phone and answered with a chuckle in her voice. What were little brothers for, if not to interrupt something like that? "Hey, Sam. Glad you called, but I was kinda in the middle of something," she managed. She could see Liam's silhouette leaning back, obviously trying to get a hold of himself, but she heard a chuckle rumble his chest, so she guessed everything was okay.

"Ah, sorry. Me and Dean were just calling to let you know everything's okay. I… guess I'll let you go," Sam said unsurely.

"Thanks for calling little bro," she said genuinely. "I'll give you a call when we're done with this case. Stay safe."

"Yeah, you too." He said. The line cut and Skye snapped her phone shut. Liam straightened up and she didn't have to see his face clearly to know that he had an eyebrow cocked, and that crooked smile on his face.

"Dude Looks Like a Lady?" he questioned shortly.

Skye shrugged and let another chuckle escape. "Best thing I could think to describe him when I set my ringtones. Dude spends more time on his hair than anyone I know." She laughed. "And I might've been a little inebriated at the time, but, you know, if the shoe fits."

"Ah," the Texan said, amusement plain in his voice. It dropped a octave. "Now, where were we?" he asked. Her breath hitched as he pulled her close again, his breath tickling her face. And then… blackness took her vision, and she knew no more.

A/N Again, I didn't make it to where I wanted to end the chapter, but I hope the cliffhanger doesn't anger everyone too much! Thank you to those who followed and favorited. :) I'd really appreciate a review if you liked it, or what you think I could improve on. Next chapter will be coming soon, but reviews may motivate that to be faster… who knows. Until Next Time!