Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 19 of See You Again. Thank you to all of those who have left reviews for this story, it really does mean a lot to me. I hope that I'll continue to please you with the last few chapters that are left of this story. I hope that you guys are liking how Andi is growing in the series. I have tried to make her grow as a character even though it has taken me quite some time to do so with it. I hope that you guys enjoy this next chapter. Without further ado Chapter 19.
Chapter 19
I'm Not Dean
Andi sat with Sam at a table that had research all over it. She had her lips pursed together as she looked at some of it. She looked up at Dean who was busy with two women and she let out a soft scoff shaking her head. "Always a lady killer."
Sam gestured to Dean trying to get him to come over, but Dean gave him the wait gesture as he laughed at something that one of the women whispered something to him. Sam let out a groan rubbing his face.
"He's going to be really stubborn isn't he?" Andi said letting out a groan resting her head against the table.
Sam gestured again and he noticed that Dean's smile dropped which was a good thing. Finally Dean was coming in their direction and holding two beers. "Alright, I think we got something."
Dean glanced back at the bar. "Oh yeah, me too. I think we need to take a little shore leave, just a little bit. What do you think, huh? I'm so in the door with this one."
Sam let out a sigh. "What are we today, Dean? I mean, are we rock stars, are we army rangers?"
Dean grinned looking at Sam. "Reality TV scouts, looking for people with special skills. I mean hey, it's not that far off right? By the way, she's got a friend over there. Possibly hook you up. What do you think?"
Andi looked down feeling uncomfortable with what Dean had said.
"Dean, no thanks, I can get my own dates."
"Yeah you can, but you don't." Dean said pointing out to his younger brother wondering why Sam didn't go out on dates. Sometimes he wondered if it was because if Sam harbored feelings for the young British woman that sat right next to him.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Sam questioned narrowing his eyes at his brother.
"Nothing." Dean said looking at his brother. "What do you guys got?"
Andi shook her head seeing how Dean was trying to cover up the fact that he had pissed off his brother. "Mark and Ann Telesca of New Paltz, New York were both found dead in their own home a few days ago. Throats were slit. There were no prints, no murder weapons, all…" Andi stopped talking when she noticed that he wasn't listening. She looked at Sam with a pleading look.
"Dean!" Sam snapped causing Dean to look at them. "No prints, no murder weapons, all doors locked from the inside." Sam continued from where Andi had left off.
Dean took a drink from his beer. "Could just be a garden variety murder you know, not our department."
"No. Dad says differently." Sam said shaking his head.
"What do you mean?" Dean asked in confusion looking at Sam.
Sam pointed at the map. "Dad noted three murders in the same area in upstate New York. First one here 1912, second one right here in 1945, and the third in 1970, the same M.O. as the Telescas. Their throats were slit, doors were locked from the inside. Now so much time has passed that nobody checked the pattern, except for Dad. He kept his eyes peeled for another one."
"And now we got one. Alright, I'm with ya. It's worth checking out. We can't pick this up til first thing though right?" Dean asked looking at them.
"Yeah." Sam said nodding his head.
"Good." Dean said as he walked towards the bar.
"Dean…"
Andi let out a sigh shaking her head. "He's not going to change any time soon. We're going to have to face it Sam. He's going to always want to go after anything that's going to want to sleep with him." She let out a groan rubbing her temples. "And he's probably going to get smashed."
"No kidding." Sam said sniggering looking at his brother who was busy flirting with the two women that he had wiggled himself in between.
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Andi waited outside of the Impala while Sam leaned inside honking the horn waking Dean causing him to jump.
"Man, that is so not cool." Dean grumbled adjusting his sunglasses that he had messed up when he had jumped.
Andi chuckled lightly as she got into the back as Sam got into the front seat laughing.
"I just swept the Telescas with EMF with Andi. It's clean. And last night, while you were… well… out... "
Dean smirked. "Good times."
Andi rolled her eyes. "Sam and I checked the history of the house. Nothing strange about the Telescas at all." She said as she ran a hand through her hair, letting out a sigh.
"Alright, so if it's not the people and it's not the house, then maybe it's the contents. Cursed object or something." Dean said stretching out trying to wake up.
"The house is clean." Sam reiterated looking at his brother giving him a look.
"Yeah I know, you said that."
"No,I mean it's empty. No furniture,nothing."
"Where's all their stuff?"
Andi shrugged her shoulders. "I haven't the foggiest, but it is something to look into now isn't it?"
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The three of them had arrived at an auction house and they were of course out of place with their rough, casual clothing compared to the clothing that everyone else was in which was high class outfits.
Andi couldn't help but fidget looking around feeling a bit lost with the clothes that she was in. "We really should have changed before coming here." She whispered to the brothers.
Dean rolled his eyes. "Relax will you."
Andi let out a soft groan as she looked around.
"Consignment auctions, estate sales. Looks like a garage sale for Wasps if you ask me." Dean said as he took food from a tray as a man moved behind him that had food on a tray.
"Can I help you gentlemen and lady?" A man asked coming up to the three of them.
Dean looked the man up and down and put more food in his mouth. "I'd like some champagne please." Dean said using a posh voice.
Andi elbowed Dean in the ribs.
"He's not a waiter." Sam said sharply to Dean.
Dean cocked an eyebrow looking at his brother.
Sam held out his hand to the man. "I'm Sam Connors."
The man looked at him not moving to greet him.
Sam then moved his hand awkwardly pointing to his brother. "That's my brother Dean. And this is Andi…"
"Allan." Andi said giving her last name that was her mother's maiden name instead of her full name was hyphenated.
"We're art dealers, with Connors Limited." Sam explained to the gentleman.
"You. Are… art dealers?" He asked looking at the three of them.
"That's right." Andi said with a nod of her head.
"I'm Daniel Blake, this is my auction house. Now gentlemen and lady this is a private showing, and I don't remember seeing you on the guest list."
"We're the chuckles, and you just need to take another look." Dean said offering him a smile. Dean saw a man go by and he swiped a glass of champagne. "Oh. Finally." Dean turned back to Daniel and sniffed the glass and raised his eyebrows and then turned walking away.
Andi groaned following Dean knowing that Dean probably would get them into so much trouble.
Sam hastily followed. "Cheers." He called back over his shoulder before shooting Dean a dirty look.
"He's going to get us into deep shit if he keeps this bloody bull shit up."
Sam nodded his head agreeing with her.
The three of them checked out the items that were for auction and the three of them noticed a painting of a family.
"A fine example of American Primitive wouldn't you say?" A female voice rang out.
The three hunters looked up to see a young woman who was sleek and classy dressed in a black dress coming down the spiral staircase.
Sam turned back to look at the painting and so did Andi.
Dean continued to stare at the young woman. Dean slapped Sam on the back.
"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 said looking at her.
"Guilty. And clumsy. I apologize. I'm Sarah Blake." She said introducing herself with a smile.
"I'm Sam. This is my… brother, Dean and our friend Andi."
Dean continued to stuff his face from passing trays like the food was going to end sometime soon.
Andi cleared her throat.
"Dean. Can we get you some more mini-quiche?" Sarah asked raising her brows looking at the elder brother.
"I'm good, thanks." Dean said through his chewing.
"So, can I help you with something?" Sarah asked looking at Sam.
"Yeah, actually. What can you tell us about the Telesca estate?" Sam asked looking at her curiously.
"The whole thing's pretty grisly if you ask me, selling your things this soon. But Dad's right about one thing, sensationalism brings out the crowds. Even the rich ones."
"Is it possible to see the provenances?" Sam asked softly.
"I'm afraid there isn't any chance of that." Daniel said coming back.
"Why not?" Andi said looking back at him.
"You're not on the guest list. Except for your name Miss Allan. And I think it's time for you to leave."
Andi's eyes went wide. Her last name.
"Well, we don't have to be told twice." Dean said putting on his posh voice again.
"Apparently you do."
"Okay. It's alright. We don't want any trouble. We'll go." Sam said softly as he looked at Sarah.
Andi quickly followed Dean out. "Get me the bloody hell out of here." She said grasping onto his arm.
"Wowh… what's wrong with you? Andi?"
Andi darted past Dean quickly past him leaving him behind.
Dean's eyes went wide when he saw her run past him. He felt worried for her because he had never seen her dart out of somewhere like this before. He quickly followed her out to the car and saw that she was already hidden in the car. "Andi what the hell was that all about?"
"My mother might very well be here."
"What?" Dean's eyes widened at the thought.
"Last name on the guest list. She comes to these types of things. I wasn't thinking when I said my mother's maiden name Dean. We gotta get out of here."
"Relax Andi… we'll get you out of here." Dean said softly.
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The three of them walked to the motel room that Dean had gotten for the night.
"Grant Wood, Grandma Moses?" Dean asked looking at Sam in confusion.
"Art history course. It's good for meeting girls." Sam explained to his brother.
Dean unlocked the door. "It's like I don't even know you."
The three of them entered the room and looked around the room. "Huh." They slowly moved into the room dumping their bags onto the beds where they are going to be sleeping at.
"What was… providence?"
"Prov-e-nance." Andi said correcting Dean.
Dean looked at Andi. "And how the hell do you know that?"
Andi rolled her eyes. "I took an art course."
"She's right though." Sam said with a nod of his head. "It's a certificate of origin, like a biography. You know we can use them to check the history of the pieces, to see if any of them have a freaky past."
"Huh. Well, we're not getting anything out of chuckles, but Sarah…" Dean said thinking before snapping his fingers at Sam smirking.
Andi blinked a few times wondering what Dean was thinking.
Sam smirked back at Dean. "Yeah, maybe you can get her to write it all down on a cocktail napkin."
Dean laughed. "Not me."
"No, no, no, pickups are your thing Dean." Sam said shaking his head.
"It wasn't my butt she was checking out." Dean said looking at Sam giving him a pointed look.
Andi looked down at the ground biting her lower lip.
The two brothers exchanged looks.
"In other words, you want me to use her to get information."
"Sometimes you gotta take one for the team. Call her." Dean said with a smile.
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Andi laid on the couch not saying much to Dean just looking up at the ceiling with pursed lips. She hadn't said much to him since Sam had left to have his little date with Sarah.
Dean's green eyes wandered over to Andi seeing that she hadn't moved. He shook his head lightly knowing that she was upset that Sam wasn't there. "You know you aren't hiding your jealousy very well."
Andi's head jerked to the side looking over at the older Winchester. "What?" She asked her cognac eyes were wide.
"You're jealous." Dean pointed out looking at her. "Come on Andi I know what jealousy looks like."
Andi sat up looking at Dean. "I am not jealous Dean." Andi said trying to defend herself.
Dean shook his head. "I'm not going to judge you Andi." Dean said softly giving her a soft smile. "If you like Sam, it's fine…"
"I told you already Dean. Sam can be with whoever he wants to be with and if he wants to be with Sarah, then that's fine by me." Andi said as she flopped back on the couch. "I'm not jealous though."
Dean shook his head. "Just keep telling yourself that, Andi." Dean said softly looking at her. "I know you have for a while now."
Andi scoffed a bit. "I'm not the relationship type Dean. Nor am I looking for someone to have a one night stand with either like you do." She said as she closed her eyes.
"Hey what's that supposed to mean?" Dean asked getting a bit defensive thinking that she was taking a jab at him.
"I don't want any type of relationship with a guy. Alright? If you and Sam want something like that with girls… I'm not going to stop that alright?"
Dean shook his head. "You're young… sooner or later you'll want companionship."
Andi shrugged her shoulders. "I dunno about that." She said letting out a soft sigh. "I'm twenty-two years old right now. I don't want companionship when I have you and Sam to keep in line."
"Hey." Dean said with a chuckle.
"What?" Andi said looking at him. "It's true. You two boys are a job in itself."
Dean shook his head knowing that she was stating the truth and wasn't lying.
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Dean was sharpening his blade with a whetstone, while Sam was looking through some papers, and Andi was looking at the ceiling tiredly. She hadn't said much since he had gotten back from his date with Sarah. "So, she just handed the providences over to you?"
"Provenances." Sam corrected Dean.
"Provenances?" Dean said haltingly looking at Sam.
"Yea. We went back to her place, I got a copy of the papers…"
"And?"
"And nothing. That's it. I left."
"You didn't have to con her or do any… special favors or anything like that?" Dean questioned surprised that Sam didn't have to do anything like that.
"Dean, would you get your mind out of the gutter, please?" Sam said looking at his brother from the papers that he was looking at.
Andi looked over at Dean. "Please. I don't really want to be hearing stuff like this."
Dean laughed lightly. "You know when this whole thing's done, we could stick around for a little bit."
"Why?"
Andi's eyes went wide.
"So you could take her out again. It's obvious you're into her, even I could see that."
Andi turned on her side looking away from the boys. She felt her heart ache a little bit. Hell she didn't want to admit it. She didn't want Dean to be right. God then it would solidify that Dean was right, she was jealous.
"Hey, I think I got something." Sam said alerting the both of them.
Dean came over to his brother as Andi turned over on the couch.
Sam handed Dean the papers.
"Portrait of Isaiah Merchant's family, painted 1910."
"Now compare the names of the owners with Dad's journal." Sam said moving their father's journal over to Dean.
"First purchased in 1912, Peter Simms. Peter Simms murdered 1912. Same thing in 1945. Oh, 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?"
Dean got up from where he sat. "Either way, it's toast."
"You guys go ahead. I really can't risk myself going out right now, not if my mum's here in the states. She'll drag me back to Britain quicker than you think if she finds me." Andi said pursing her lips together.
Dean and Sam both gave her a concerned look knowing that she was fearing her mother finding her and dragging her back home.
"You sure that you are going to be fine here alone?" Dean asked giving her a concerned look, looking her over like a big brother would.
Andi nodded her head. "I'll be fine Dean."
"Alright. Try to get some rest. We'll be back before you know it."
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Andi was busy making sure that everything was in her duffel bag.
Dean came rushing out of the bathroom running his hand through his hair. "We got a problem…"
"What kind of problem Dean?" Andi asked looking up at Dean.
"I can't find my wallet."
"How is that my problem?" Sam asked as he packed his duffel bag up.
"Cause I think I dropped it in the warehouse last night." Dean explained to Sam.
"You're kidding right?" Sam asked looking at his brother horrified.
"No. It's got my prints, my ID, well my fake ID anyway. We gotta get it before someone else finds it. Come on."
"Oh bloody hell. Come on Dean. You know bloody well my mother could be lurking out there and find me." Andi said her tone sharp.
"Sweetheart I know, but I have to get my wallet back before someone else finds it. We will make sure that your mother doesn't find you." Dean said putting his hand on her shoulder. "I promise."
Andi sucked a breath through her teeth and nodded her head. "Okay." She said softly giving in. "I'm trusting you."
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The three of them hunted around looking everywhere for Dean's wallet that he had dropped.
"How do you lose your wallet, Dean?" Sam asked frustrated, looking at his older brother. He couldn't believe that his brother could lose his wallet like this.
Dean threw his hands up in the air as he kept looking for his wallet.
Andi shook her head as she looked.
"Hey guys!" Sarah's voice rang out scaring the three of them.
The three of them spun around in shock.
"Sarah! Hey." Sam said his eyes wide. He couldn't believe that they were caught by her.
"What are you doing here?"
"Ahh, we… we are leaving town and, you know, we came to say goodbye." Sam said coming up with a good excuse to tell her.
Dean strolled over to Sam. "What are you talking about Sam, we're sticking around for at least another day or two."
Sam looked at Dean in confusion.
Dean pulled out his wallet from his pocket.
Andi crossed her arms in a huff. He had his wallet this entire time and this was a ruse to get Sam to come here to see Sarah. She couldn't help, but wonder what the hell was going on in his mind. She trusted him enough to come out when she had warned him that her mother was most likely running around and that there might be a good chance that her mother could be lurking around to take her home.
"Oh, Sam. By the way. I'm gonna go ahead and give you that $20 I owe you. I always forget, you know."
Sam looked at Dean with a disbelieving look.
Dean held out the cash to Sam smiling.
Andi looked at Dean with a look that could most likely kill him if he was looking in her direction.
"There you go."
Sam snatched the cash from his brother glaring at him.
"Well I'll leave you two crazy kids alone, we gotta go do something… somewhere." Dean said latching his hand around Andi's upper arm taking her away from Sarah and Sam.
"Dean you are an asshole you know that." Andi grumbled as she walked with him.
"Hey you are acting jealous again." Dean said looking at her as they walked out of the building going towards the car.
"Stop it with that jealous bullshit." Andi snapped at Dean. "I am not jealous alright. I am pissed off at you alright. You know that my mum is probably lurking about and you lied about the fact that you lost your wallet to hook Sam back up with Sarah." She got into the Impala with Dean.
They hadn't noticed the sleek black car that was parked in the parking lot that had a woman spying out it. She pursed her lips together in a thin line and was on the phone. "K… I thought I had told you to bring her to me?"
"I am sorry, Madam, but she had turned me down." K apologized sounding sincere about the whole thing.
"I don't want excuses K." The woman said into her phone. "I wanted results. She was to return home and work. Not be with the American Hunters."
"I know Madam."
"Then I am ordering you again K, bring her home. Or I will bring her home my way."
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"I don't understand, Dean, we burned the damn thing." Sam explained to them what had happened in the warehouse once he had joined them in the car.
Andi pursed her lips together. This wasn't good at all.
"Yeah, thank you, Captain Obvious. Alright, we just need to figure out another way to get rid of it. Any ideas?" Dean asked looking at his brother and then back at Andi.
"Okay, alright." Sam rubbed his mouth. "Well, um, in almost all the lore about haunted paintings it's always the painting's subject that haunts 'em."
"Yeah. So we just need to figure out everything that there is to know about that creepy-ass family and that creepy-ass painting. What were their names again?"
"The Merchant family." Andi said with a nod of her head. They needed to get to the bottom of this and quick before someone else died.
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Andi looked out the window making sure that no one was following them especially her mother.
"You said the Isaiah Merchant family right?" The proprietor asked looking at the three of them.
"Yeah that's right." Andi said moving away from the window putting her hands in her pockets looking at the proprietor.
Dean approached smiling and flicked through an old book with pictures of old guns.
The proprietor put a huge book down onto the table filled with newspaper clippings. "I dug up every scrap of local history I could find. So are you guys crime buffs?"
"Kinda. Yeah. Why do you ask?" Dean asked looking at him.
"Well... " He held up a newspaper article showing them.
"Yes. Yeah, that sounds about right." Dean said with a nod of his head.
"The whole family was killed?" Sam asked as he looked at the paper.
"It seems this Isaiah, he slits his kids' throats, then his wife, then himself. Now he was a barber by trade. Used a straight razor." The proprietor explained to them.
"Sounds like Sweeney Todd to me." Andi said softly crossing her arms.
"Uh what?" Dean asked looking at her in confusion.
"Nevermind." Andi said waving her hand.
"Why'd he do it?" Sam asked looking at the proprietor.
"Let's look. Ahh…. 'People who knew him describe Isaiah as having a stern and harsh temperament. Controlled his family with an iron fist. Wife, uh, two sons, adopted daughter….' Yeah yeah yeah…. 'There were whispers that the wife was going to take the kids and leave.' Which of course that day and age, un… so instead, old man Isaiah… well he gave them all a shave." He moved his finger across his throat making a noise laughing.
Dean joined in, but Sam and Andi gave him a look which made him stop. "Does it say what happened to the bodies?"
"Just that they were all cremated."
"Anything else?"
"Yeah. Actually I found a picture of the family. It's right here… somewhere. Right… here it is." He said showing it to them.
"Hey, could we get a copy of this please?" Sam asked him.
"Sure."
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Andi rubbed her temples letting out a soft sigh as she sat at the table with the brothers.
"I'm telling you guys, I'm sure of it. The painting at the auction house, Dad is looking down. Painting here, Dad's looking out. The painting has changed." Sam told them.
"Alright, so you think that Daddy dearest is trapped in the painting and is handing out Columbian neckties like he did with his family?" Dean asked looking at Sam rubbing his mouth.
"Well yeah, it seems like it. But if his bones are already dusted then how are we gonna stop him?"
"Alright, well, if Isaiah's position changed then maybe some other things in the painting changed as well. You know it could give us some clues." Andi said pursing her lips together as she thought.
"What, like a Da Vinci Code deal?" Sam asked looking at Andi.
Andi shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Maybe. It's just an idea Sam."
"Anyway." Dean said clapping his hands together. "We gotta get back in and see that painting." Dean got up to his feet and walked across the room and threw himself onto his bed crossing his arms. "Which is a good thing because you can get some more time to crush on your girlfriend."
Andi looked down at the papers that was in front of her a pang of hurt went through her chest.
"Dude. Enough already." Sam said looking at his brother.
"What?" Dean asked looking at Sam wondering what was wrong with him now.
"What? Ever since we got here, you been trying to pimp me out to Sarah. Just back off, alright?"
"Well, you like her don't you?"
Sam raised his arms above his head and then looked up at the ceiling not replying to his brother's question.
Andi looked at Sam looking at him with an expression that couldn't really be read.
"Alright, you like her, she likes you, you're both consenting adults…"
"What's the point, Dean? We'll just leave. We always leave." Sam said getting frustrated, his voice raising.
Andi looked down sadly picking at her fingers knowing that this conversation she shouldn't be listening to.
"Well, I'm not talking about marriage, Sam."
"You know, I don't get it. What do you care if I hook up?"
"Cause then maybe you wouldn't be so cranky all the time."
Sam stared at his brother and then huffed looking away from him.
Dean sat up looking at him. "You know, seriously Sam, this isn't about you just hooking up, okay? I mean, I, I think that this Sarah girl could be good for you."
Andi carefully got up from her seat and went towards the door not wanting to hear anymore from the two of them conversing. "I'm gonna have a smoke. You two… uh… just finish your talk." She said slipping out of the room not wanting to be anywhere near the two of them talking about Sam's love life. After all hers was messed up as it was and she knew that Sam was probably worse because of losing Jess the way that he had.
Andi leaned against the building let out a soft breath closing her eyes rubbing her temples. She just couldn't understand the feeling that she was feeling in her chest. She pulled out as a cigarette and her lighter as she lit it up taking a drag of it. "I can't do this." She mumbled to herself. "Don't do this to yourself Andi. Don't do this to yourself. Don't go down this path again." She shook her head. "Don't do it. Don't do it." She murmured to herself over and over to herself as she smoked her cigarette.
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Dean quickly pulled the car up outside of Evelyn's home.
The three hunters jumped out of the car.
Sarah got out of her car that was in the driveway. "Sam what's happening?"
Sam ran past her. "I told you, you shouldn't have come."
Dean and Andi ran past Sarah running up the stairs.
Dean began to bang on the door. "Hello anyone home?"
"You said Evelyn might be in danger, what sort of danger?" Sarah asked in concern.
"I can't knock this sucker down. I gotta pick it." Dean said as he began to pick the lock on the door.
Sam banged on the windows that were covered with metal security bars.
"Sam there are security bars. You aren't going to get in that way." Andi told him shaking her head.
Sarah's eyes went wide when she saw Dean picking the lock. "What are you guys, burglars?"
Sam turned and faced Sarah. "I wish it was that simple. Look you really should wait in the car. It's for your own good."
Dean got the door open and rushed inside.
Andi and Sam followed him in quickly.
"The hell I will." Sarah said following them in. "Evelyn's a friend. Evelyn?"
"Evelyn?" Dean called out as they walked around.
They entered the lounge and Evelyn was facing away from them.
"Evelyn? It's Sarah Blake… Are you alright?" Sarah said reaching to touch Sarah's shoulder.
"Sarah don't. Sarah!"
Evelyn's head tipped back revealing that her throat had been slit.
Sarah screamed. "Oh my God. Oh My God!"
Sam wrapped his arm around her and ushered her out of the room.
Andi shook her head and followed Sam out of the room.
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Dean sat at the bar that was in the room with the computer as Sam paced around the room and Andi sat on the couch with her hands in her lap looking down.
There was a knock on the door and Sam got up and went to the door.
Sarah stormed past him.
"Hey. You alright?" Sam asked softly looking at her.
Sarah turned and looked at him. "No, actually, I just lied to the cops and told them I went to Evelyn's alone, and found her like that."
Dean smirked at Sam.
Andi looked up shocked.
Sam looked at her relieved. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me, I'm about to call them right back if you don't tell me what the hell's going on. Who's killing these people?" Sarah said looking at them.
Sam looked at Dean who raised his brows and then looked at Andi who looked down. He then looked at Sarah. "What."
"What?" Sarah asked in confusion.
"It's not 'who'. It's 'what' is killing those people."
Sarah looked at Sam like he was insane.
Andi ran her hand through her hair looking up.
Sam sighed. "Sarah, you saw that painting move."
"No… no, I was… I was seeing things. It's impossible."
"Welcome to our world." Andi said getting up from the couch putting her hands in her pockets.
"Sarah, I know this sounds crazy… but we think that that painting is haunted." Sam explained to Sarah hoping that she believed him.
She laughed lightly with tears in her eyes. "You're joking." She looked at the three of them and saw that they just simply stared at her. "You're not joking. God, the guys I go out with."
"Sarah, think about it. Evelyn, the Telescas, they both had the painting. And there have been others before that. Wherever this thing goes people die. And we're just trying to stop it. And that's the truth." Sam said trying to soothe her.
Sarah took a deep breath. "Then I guess you'd better show me. I'm coming with you."
"What? No. Sarah no, you should just go home. This stuff can get dangerous and… and I don't want you to get hurt."
Sarah looked at Andi. "Look, you guys are probably crazy, and if you're right about this? Well me and my Dad sold that painting that mighta got these people killed. Look I'm not saying I'm not scared because I am scared as hell, but I'm not gonna to run and hide either." She said striding towards the door. She turned back towards them. "So are we going or what?" She walked out the door.
"Sam?" Dean called to his brother.
Sam looked at his brother.
Dean pointed out the door after Sarah. "Marry that girl."
Andi shook her head as she headed out the door.
Sarah saw her come out of the motel room. "Are they coming?"
Andi looked at Sarah. "Yeah, they're coming. They're just taking a little bit because they usually like to talk." Andi said as she put her hands in her back pockets as she walked towards the Impala. She had nothing really against Sarah, but she really didn't want to talk to the girl that Dean said for Sam to marry. She didn't want to admit it, but it kind of burned.
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Sam picked the lock of Evelyn's home.
Sarah looked around nervously. "Ahhh… isn't this the crime scene?"
Andi rubbed her temples. "You've already lied to the cops. What's another infraction?" Andi said as she looked around.
Sam opened the door for them.
The four of them walked inside and went into the lounge.
Sam lifted the painting off of the wall and the four of them examined it.
"Aren't you worried that it's… gonna kill us?" Sarah asked showing her concern.
"Nah, it seems to do its thing at night. I think we're alright in the daylight." Sam said as he looked at the painting.
Dean compared the picture. "Sam, Andi, check it out. The razor, it's closed in this one, but it's opened in that one."
"What are you guys looking for?" Sarah asked looking at the painting.
"Well if the spirit's changing aspects of the paintings then it's doing so for a reason."
"Hey hey look at this. The painting in the painting." Sam pointed out.
"Looks like a crypt, or a mausoleum or something." Andi said taking a closer look at it.
Dean looked around and grabbed a thick glass ashtray and used it as a magnifying glass. "Merchant."
"Looks like we go there." Andi said looking at them.
SPNSPN
The four of them walked through the graves.
"This is the third boneyard we've checked. I think ghost is jerking us around." Dean said with a groan getting fairly agitated.
Andi shook her head looking at Dean. "You really think that Dean? I think it's trying to help us in away." She said as she kept walking trying to avoid stepping in holes that were in the ground.
"So this is what you guys do for a living?" Sarah asked looking at Sam curiously.
"Not exactly." Sam said looking at her. "We don't get paid."
"Well, Mazel tov."
Dean noticed the mausoleum. "Over there."
The four of them made their way over to it.
Dean broke the lock.
The four of them entered and pushed the cobwebs aside as they walked in. There is a number of name plates as well as four urns and one glass case that had a doll in it.
Sarah looked at the doll. "Okay, that right there… is the creepiest things I've ever seen."
"It was a… sort of tradition at the time. Whenever a child died sometimes they'd preserve the kid's favorite toy in a glass case, put it next to the headstone or crypt."
Dean looked around. "Notice anything strange here?"
Andi purse her lips together looking around.
"Ah… where do I start?" Sarah said looking around.
Sam sniggered at what she said looking at her.
"No, that's not what I mean. Look at the urns."
"There's only four." Andi pointed out. "Mom and the three kids. Where's dear old Dad?"
SPNSPN
Andi, Sam, and Dean dug at the graveyard that Dean had found out that Isaiah was buried at. Sarah held a flashlight as they dug.
Sam crawled out of the hole to stand next to Sarah as Dean and Andi continued to dig.
"You guys seem to be uncomfortably comfortable with this." Sarah said looking over at Sam.
"Well, ah, this isn't exactly the first grave we dug. Still think I'm a catch?" Sam said looking at her.
Sarah laughed lightly.
Dean and Andi's shovels hit something hard.
"Think we've got something." Dean said looking up at them. Dean cracked open the coffin lid to reveal the body.
Andi got up out of the hole dusting her pants off. "Good let's burn this bloody bastard and be on our way then yeah?"
Dean got out of the hole and poured the salt on the bones.
Sam poured the kerosene.
Andi struck a match. "You've been a bloody pain in the ass Isaiah."
"Good riddance." Dean said nodding his head.
Andi tossed in the match.
The four of them watched the body burn.
SPNSPN
Dean pulled the car up to Evelyn's home and Sam opened the door.
"Keep the motor running." Sam told his brother.
"I thought the painting was harmless now?" Sarah asked in confusion.
"Better safe than sorry. We're gonna bury the sucker."
Sarah got out of the car. "I'm going with you."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"Hey! Hey hey. I'll stay here with Andi, you go make your move."
Sam scoffed and got out of the car.
"Sam. I'm serious." Dean called back as he turned on the radio to a love ballad that was playing as Sarah and Sam walked up the stairs.
Sam turned around grimacing and gave Dean a what the hell gesture.
Dean gave him a look.
Sam motioned him to shut it off.
Andi reached forward and shut it off. "You are going to get your ass kicked for this. Must you always do this to him, Dean? He's going to end up pushing you away."
The two of them turn their heads when they hear the door slam. The two of them tear out of the car and tear up the stars and shove at the door.
"Dean! Andi! Hey! Is that you out there?!"Sam yelled from inside.
"Sammy, you alright?" Dean asked as he shoved on the door.
Dean quickly answered his phone putting it on speaker so Andi could hear what Sam had to say. "Tell me you slammed the front door."
"Nope, it wasn't me. I think it was the little girl." Sam replied as he tried to open the door.
"Gril? What girl? Sam?" Andi asked in confusion.
"Yeah, she's out of the painting. I think it might've been her all along."
"Wasn't the Dad looking down at her? Maybe he was trying to warn us." Dean said realizing what was now going on.
"Hey, hey, hey, let's recap later alright? Just get us out of here."
"Well I'm trying to pick the lock, the door won't budge."
"Well, knock it down."
"Okay genius, let me just grab my battering ram." Dean snapped at his younger brother.
"Knock it off you two. We don't have time for this. Someone can get killed." Andi said softly showing her concern.
"Dean, this damn thing is coming."
"Well, you're just gonna have to hold it off until I figure something out. Get some salt or iron." Dean said hanging up his phone. He looked at Andi. "Come on, we have to find a way into the house."
"You think?" Andi said as she began to walk the front porch looking for an entrance into the house. She knew that anything would help. But nothing seemed to be a way into the house. "Bloody hell, seems like this woman, wanted very good protection."
"Damn it. Well… let's just hope that Sammy can hold off that little girl."
Andi nodded her head.
Dean called Sam again. "Sammy, You okay?" He quickly put it onto speaker.
"Yeah, for now." Sam said panting.
"How we gonna waste her?"
"I don't know, she was already cremated. There's nothing left to burn."
"Then how's she still around."
"There has to be something that is hers still left hanging around." Andi said pursing her lips together running her hands through her hair.
"But what could it possibly be?" Sam asked in confusion.
"Sam wait. We used to handle antique dolls at auction." Sarah piped up.
"Well that's fascinating Sarah, but how is that…"
"Sam just shut up." Andi snapped shutting Sam up. "Sarah go on. What is it that you were going to say."
"Well back when they use to make the dolls in the kids image, I mean everything, they would use the kid's real hair."
"The doll might have the kid's real hair. Human remains… same as human bones." Andi said in realization.
"The Mausoleum!" The three hunters said together.
SPNSPN
Dean drove the Impala through the locked gates of the graveyard.
"Bloody hell Dean are you trying to get us killed?" Andi said trying to keep herself upright in the seat and not to fly right into his side or land in his lap or hit the dashboard.
Dean stopped the car and killed the engine before flying out of the car. "Sorry Andi." He apologized as he ran towards the mausoleum.
Andi quickly followed him and saw that he was pounding on the glass container with his hands and the butt of his gun which didn't break it. "Dean. Idiot!"
Dean looked at it and realized what he was doing. He lifted up his other arm protecting his face and shot at the glass. He then used the gun to break the rest of the glass. He grabbed the doll.
"Really you couldn't have figured it out to shoot the bloody glass?" Andi asked as she grabbed the lighter that was in her pocket trying to get it to light. "Oh come on you bleeding thing. Now you don't want to work." She kept trying to light it. "Come on… come on you bloody piece of shite. Come on."
"Andi!"
Andi finally got her lighter to light and Dean brought the doll over it and it's hair caught on fire.
Dean put it on the floor of the mausoleum watching it burn with Andi as he pulled out his phone calling Sam. "Sam, you good?" He said catching his breath as he pulled Andi to his side.
Andi let out a breath leaning into Dean's side. "I could use a cigarette after this."
Dean let out a chuckle at what Andi said and he ruffled her hair up.
SPNSPN
Dean walked up slowly with Andi to where Sam and Sarah were watching the painting being crated up. Dean held up some papers. "This was archived in the country records thanks to Miss I had to look."
"Hey." Andi said shoving Dean. "I had to look. The Merchant's adopted daughter Melanie. Know why she was up for adoption? Cause her real family was murdered in their beds."
"She killed them?" Sarah asked in shock.
Andi nodded her head putting her hands in her pockets ducking her head a little bit letting out a scoff. "Yeah. Who'd suspect her? Sweet innocent little girl? So then she kills Isaiah and his family. The old man takes the blame. His spirit's been trying to warn people ever since."
"So where's this one go?" The worker asked Sarah.
"Take it out back and burn it." Sarah replied.
The workers stopped and looked at her.
"I'm serious guys. Thanks." She looked at Sam, Dean and Andi. "So why'd the girl do it?"
"Killing others? Killing herself? Some people are just born tortured. So when they die, their spirits are just as dark." Sam explained to Sarah.
"Maybe. I don't really care. It's over, we move on." Dean said putting his hands in his pockets.
"Which I'm glad. Mum won't find me then." Andi said letting out a soft breath.
"Ahh… I guess this means you're leaving." Sarah said looking at Sam said softly.
Dean looked at Sam and then to Sarah.
Sam gave Dean and Andi.
"I'll go wait in the car with Andi. See you Sarah." Dean stood awkwardly with Andi for a second looking at Sam and then nodded before wrapping his arm around Andi. "I'm the one that burned the doll, destroyed the spirit, but don't thank me or anything." Dean grumbled.
"Shut up Dean." Andi said grumbling punching him in the arm as she walked with him towards the exit. "This is what you wanted him to do. You got your wish." Andi followed him outside and walked towards the Impala.
"Just admit it Andi." He said looking at her noticing the look that was on her face. He saw the hurt that was in her eyes, seeing the tears that wanted to fall, but she was refusing to allow them to fall. "You're jealous of the fact that he likes her and…"
Andi pulled away from Dean. "Just stop Dean… okay?" Andi said as a few tears fell from her eyes. "I'm…" She swallowed the lump in her throat and wiped the tears that fell from her eyes.
"Oh sweetheart, don't cry. You're not jealous are you? You're not in love with Sammy are you?" Dean asked with his green eyes widening in realization.
"Oh God… No! I'm not going to put myself through the heartache alright?" She said looking up at him. "I've already done that before. I'm not doing that again okay? I'm gonna sit in the car okay?" She opened the back door of the car and got into the car without saying another word to him and closed the door. She wiped the tears that fell from her eyes. She then laid down on the back of the seat. She just couldn't take the pain that she felt in her heart. She didn't want to think it that Dean might be right. She wanted to think that he was very much wrong. But it scared her, what if he was right?
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This is the end of Chapter 19. Please leave a review and let me know what you guys think. What do you guys think of Andi's time with Dean? Who do you think was that woman that was spying on Andi? Let me know what you think? What would you guys like to see in the future episode? Next episode is episode 20 Dead Man's Blood. Until next time guys.