Smell

By 7sTar

Author's Notes: Thank Ghostwriter and JA-JA-DA for your reviews and encouragement, kiss and hug your guys!

Category: Drama/Humor/ Supernatural

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Sam and Dean, I just write this for fun. Please don't sue me.

Chap3 What's in the Woods

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"So a girl was missing in the woods a month ago?" Dean asked as he drove along the highway to the woods, "Funny."

"Funny?" Swee looked at his chin from the rearview mirror, "but this missing girl appeared tonight and her boyfriend was missing instead."

"You think something wrong with them?" Sam asked.

"Right," Swee answered，"Tina knew them, she saw the girl tonight...well, so did I, not clearly."

"What happened then?" Dean and Sam asked at the same time, "why you went back?".

"I went home with Tina. When I finished my shower Tina's missing."

"Then you came back?" Sam asked.

"No, I called her, but she didn't take the phone with her. I called some numbers on her phone book, no one saw her. And I found Nick's number, his roommate told me he never get back tonight."

"Sam, tell me what do you think in your freaky head!" Dean grinned.

"Something weird," Sam opened his laptop, "let me check it out."

"I don't think there's something in the woods," Swee said, "We students always have a hiking here, including me."

"And Sam," Dean said drawly, "Maybe you didn't notice cause it had never happened before, I mean, before you came here, who knows what had happened."

"Yeah," Sam interrupted his bro, showing the searching results to Swee who sat with him in the rear seat, "Nothing. Actually, Grace Parker is the only life-and-death event about the woods in recent 60 years."

"Then the years earlier?" Dean powered on his recorder, "Don't forget, something was never recorded in paper."

"Reasonable for our business," Swee nodded to Sam who shouted at Dean in the Metallic music, "Haven't updated your tapes?"

"Oh, try this," Dean picked out another tape, "You young boys like this? huh?"

"Seems you like rock, buddy, "Sam spat out his tongue. There was Ashlee Simpson's "girlfriend" resounding in the car.

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They hiked in the woods, searched many places which they thought unsafe or doubtful carefully, but found nothing. It's near day break, they all felt tired.

"Ok, Sammy, do you find the place in your dream?" Dean leant against a trunk, asked his brother.

"No," Sam shook his head, "The woods is so big. By the way, I've told you thousands of times, it's Sam."

"I think you're familiar with the woods," Dean raised his voice, "It's not this woods, right?"

"No," Sam looked into Dean's eyes, "I swear." Then the two brothers stared at each other, nodded to Swee when she whispered to them, "Heard something?"

They turned off the flashlight, moved carefully to the bosk where the faint voice came from. Dean took out his pistol and eyed Sam and Swee to make their ready.

They went near and near where the light moan came from. The bosk moved slightly as if someone joggled it and they could hear some moan and groan. They exchanged their eyes. Sam spilled a bag of salt water when Swee poked the shrub with a long steel stick.

"Well," Dean put down his pistol, walked over to the one lying on the ground, laughed at the other two, "It's a human being."

"God, it's Nick!" Swee squealed out as Dean turned over the body, revealed the face.

"What?" Dean examined Nick's breath, "He's alive!"

"Oh I see," Swee picked up a photo near Nick's body, "He take what Tina said for granted and came here to bury this photo," she showed it to Dean, "It's Grace!"

"What the hell does it mean?" Dean asked, frowned at Swee, "Is Tina a witch too?"

"No, she's just fond of this," Swee bent down and put the photo back into Nick's pocket, "Seems you must carry him out!"

"Me? It's a two-man job," Dean looked around, eyes focused on Sam who was digging in the ground, "Man, what are you doing?"

"I just remembered," Sam walked to them with a disappointed look, "I've been here a year ago and Jess buried her bracelet there."

"Oh, great, did you find it?" Dean blinked at the tall guy, "Or it's rotten?"

"It's metallic, but nothing there, it's gone!"

"Well, thieves cherished you, huh?" Dean smirked, pointed Nick to Sam, "But now either you help me get him out of here or wake him up!"

"Neither," Sam shrugged, "why not call an ambulance?"

"Hey-hey, my smart boy," Dean chuckled, took out Nick's phone to dial 911."Is this the place in your dream where Jessica lost? "

"No, it's like a cave!" Sam shook his head.

"Oh, Sam, tell me about it!" Swee stared at him.

"Later," Sam said, "I think we'd better seek through this woods, it must be in the woods."

"Are you kidding man?" Dean pulled his face," We've hiked 3 hours, and we have no supply with us!"

"We're super, aren't we?" Sam smirked and started to walk.

"But natural!" Dean muttered to Sam.

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"I'm tired out," Dean threw himself to the sofa, complained. "My legs were broken. My throat was firing."

"Don't be sissy," Swee said, threw a can of juice to him, "I just can't believe we find nothing except Nick,"

"Like we came to save his sorry ass on purpose." Dean held the can, murmured.

"There's something," Sam frowned, "I have no idea why Nick passed out without any hurt in his body."

"I'll visit him when he wakes up," Swee patted Sam on his shoulder, "I left my number to the ambulance corps."

"Sucks," Sam said disappointedly, looked at Swee, "You forget Tina?"

"Oh, my god! " Swee picked up her phone and dial Tina's number, then they heard someone knocking in the door. "Huh, maybe it's her." Swee rolled her eyes and went to open the door.

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"Are you Miss Sweetie McDowell? I'm detective Billy Norman," a tall and strong man took off his black sunglasses, showed his certificate to Swee, pointed to the man with him -- a thin man in his forties, "this is detective Richard Freeman."

"Yeah, it' me, sir," Swee looked at the detectives, "what can I do for you?"

"You know Tina Chapman?"

"Yes, sir," Swee nodded and shrugged, "What happened to her?"

"She's dead," detective Norman spoke slowly, gazed at her, "Her body was found in a street near a bar named Banana this morning."

"God," Swee opened her eyes wide, "We're going to look for her.".

"And someone saw she left Banana with you last night, we hope you can go with to make an affidavit."

"No problem," Swee nodded to the detectives, turned her head to Sam who had already stood behind her, "I'll be back soon."

Dean bounced up from the sofa suddenly and rushed to the door, asked the detective, "Agent Norman?"

Billy Norman nodded, looked at him with examining eyes.

"Can I go with you to see her body?"

"Who're you?"

"We're Tina's friends," Dean pointed at Sam to the detectives, "We're just looking for her."

Billy Norman pored over at the boys, so did his accompanier.

"This is Dean," Swee said, "and this Sam, Dean is Tina's new boyfriend." She could feel Dean was smacking her back.

"Well, Miss McDowell," Billy slightly smirked, "We know Miss Chapman is a Lesbian."

."Do you know, sir? She changed when she met Dean."

"Did she?" Billy asked, surveying Dean, uncertainty in his eyes. Then he nodded, "Alright."

Dean made a sad face Sam, and mouthed Swee "I wanna kill you" when she turned back winking at them.

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"What do you think?" Swee asked the brothers after they left the police station.

"She was scared to death," Sam said, "her eye-balls popped out and cracked! No other hurts in her body."

"That's what the forensic medicine specialist asserted," Dean said, "What can scare a person to death?"

"Something extremely terrible," Swee looked at the brothers, "such as ghost."

"This is what I'm thinking," Dean groaned.

"We need to check her room," Sam said, looking at Swee.

"Same idea to me," Swee said, looked down at her watch," But it's not convenient for you at this time. It's all-girl flat."

"Great," Dean rolled his eyes to Sam, "Remember Mr. hook man?"

"Ok," Sam said, "Be careful and meet us at Banana later."