Chapter 14- Cannable

Chapter 14- Cannable

Sam searched the room for any sign or clue to tell them whom, or what, had attacked Jo, then maybe they would know where to look for her. Dean remained stooped down by the blood stain on the floor, his fingers grazing over the still damp spot. Still Fresh. His other fist flew up to his mouth where he bit into it.

Whose Blood was it? Please, God, don't let it be Jo's.

But who could be doing this? Someone definitely wanted Jo dead. Wanted to see all three of them dead. Jo missing, the shooting, the poison, they were all connected, but how? Who had such a vendetta against them?

It must be the Cannibal. Dean was sure of it. But if that was true then they may be in over their heads. And Dean hated to think of Jo if he were right. So far, the Cannibal had killed all of his victims, and left them all over in his messy crusade. Although they did have one advantage over him, whoever he was, he thought that Dean and Sam were dead, but they were still very much alive.

"Dean, come here and look at this."

Sam was standing just three feet away from him, and holding something in his hand. Dean stood up, peeling his eyes away from the blood, and took a step over to Sam to see what he had found. At first, Dean had thought he was bluffing, but as Sam tilted his hand, the light shown on several short, dark hairs.

"Oh, well great job Mr. Ace Detective," Dean said cynically, "So the guy has dark hair? Gee, I hope he uses the right shampoo because I heard dark haired men go bald faster. Maybe we could consult the million other guys in this country with black hair?"

"You done smart-ass? Maybe we could bring them to the cops."

"No, it'll take too damn long. We need to act now."

But Dean, we don't have a clue where she could be. I know how you feel about her, but you've got to think reasonably."

"I am thinking reasonably," Dean spat, "And what the Hell do you mean 'the way I feel about her'?"

"Come on Dean, I don't wanna get into this right now."

Dean gave him a threatening look before giving in, "Fine, so what do we do now?"

"Well I was thinking, if this is the guy that's after hunters, then we should give Alex a call. They may have gone after him too."

Dean began to pace again, thinking hard and chewing on his bottom lip. Sam rooted into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. He had barely began dialing the number when Dean snatched it out of his hands.

"I don't think that's a good idea Sammy."

"Why not?" Sam snapped, sick of Dean's attitude, "Give me back my phone dude."

"Sam, listen to me," Dean jerked away as Sam made a swipe for his phone, "I think Alex has Jo."

"Dean, c'mon," Sam pleaded, exasperated with Dean's theory, "Will you give up on this dumb obsession with the guy. You're just still pissed that he was looking at your stupid car!"

"Sam, would you just listen to me!" Dean yelled this, determined to make his brother understand, "First thing, don't call my car stupid. It gets you from place to place. Second, just think about it. He's been there every time something went crazy," Dean started pacing again and continued, "He was under the hood… shut up and listen… and then the car broke down. And he was the only one down in the basement with you when the thing hit you over the head. I knew something was up there!"

"You know," Sam said, thinking back to earlier that night, "Didn't he bump into the waitress when she was bringing us our drinks? Oh my god…and these hairs…"

"Alex has black hair," they said in unison.

"Guess Collage Boy ain't so smart after all," Dean smirked, stopping in front of Sam, "See, I told you something was wrong with that guy. I knew it. Now he's got Jo."

The two boys jumped as a phone rang somewhere close that was neither of theirs'. They looked around for the source of the noise but could see nothing until Dean pulled on the bed sheet that was lying on the floor and Jo's cell phone rolled out of the tangle. Dean bent down and grabbed it, flipping it open to see the caller ID. Immediately he threw the phone at Sam like it was a hot potato.

Ring! Ring!

"Answer it."

Sam too looked at the caller.

"No way, I'm not answering it."

"C'mon, she likes you better."

"No."

Ring! Ring!

"Fine!" Dean grabbed the phone muttering 'chicken' and clicked on the 'talk' button, holding it to his ear, "Hey, Ellen."

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Once again the Impala was speeding through town aimlessly, only by now it was nearing dawn. Sam and Dean had been searching for any sign of Alex's blue Ford pickup for the past half an hour, but with little luck. Time was not on their side, or on Jo's.

"Where the hell is he? I swear, when I find him I'm gonna rip his…"

"Dean calm down… and watch the road, you almost hit that dog."

"Dude, I can't calm down, I just lied to Ellen."

"Yeah," said Sam anxiously, "and I can't believe you lie better to the cops then her."

"I didn't see you jumping for joy to talk to her. Besides, she's worst then Henrickson," Dean swerved down a one way street so fast that Sam had to hold on, "Where is he," Dean growled.

"Well, where would he bring her?" Sam tried to reason, "It's got to be somewhere no one would see or pass by… Dean, the house, the house we worked outside town. It's far enough out of the way that no one would look there… whoa!"

Dean had pressed the pedal down even harder and sped off to the highway. Sam thought for sure that he must have made a hole in the floor by now, and before he knew it they were nearing up on the driveway of the big, old house. Dean parked on the side of the road so that no one could hear it and walked up to the house as quietly as possible.

Guns in their hands, the boys crept up to the old building and snuck round the back. A small window at the base of the allowed them a tiny view into the grimy, smelly lower floors. Dean used his shirt sleeve to wipe away the mildew on the glass pane and peered into the basement. The first thing he saw was Jo, gagged and tied to a pole wearing pajamas and bare feet, with Alex hovering above her, holding a carving knife.

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Hey guys, hope you liked this chapter. I'm looking forward to reading your reviews. The next chapter won't be up for a while since I'm going on a trip and won't be able to write very much. But I will try my best to get it up asap. The next chapter will be titled: Intertwined.

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