A/N: Wow thank you to all my reviewers...I didn't expect that many reviewers at all...In response to my reviewers
darkdestiney2000- Yes Dean is such a good older brother...and he'll become even better...heheh
coloradoavsgirl19- Yes we should pity our beautiful hot boys
Saynt Jimmy- Yes I am mean to Dean...and it'll get worse...I am evil
And to all my reviews I really thank you all and I blame you for my reasonable timely update
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural that is the property of the WB and I also do no own Americas Next Top Model and I mean no offence to models.
Denying Facts
Chapter 2
The car ride to Night Water was silent except for the sound of "Matchbox 20" playing in the background. Not a word had been said between the two since the conversation that morning. The sun had already set over an hour ago and they were only a few miles out of Night Water.
"Dean,"Sam said softly, "I'm sorry."
"What did I tell you about chick flick moments?" Dean said with a smile.
"So why are we going to Night Water?" Sam asked leaving the subject of their fight.
"A bunch of siblings up on the cliffs over the lake always the same. The young one is found hanging from a noose and the old one is found next to the with the wrists cut up. Last victims were Sara and Jennifer Emberson. Sara was hanging from a noose and her sister had slit her wrist. They told their parents they were going to go camping " Dean explained.
"So explain to me how this is paranormal? It sounds like suicides to me." Sam asked.
"It would be suicide, but it happens about twice a year for twenty years," Dean said, "And here we are."
Night Water was a middle size tourist stop. The town had one main street with a few speciality shops which were all closed even though it was only eight on a Friday night. There was a small café and two fast food restaurants. Sam pulled in between the two fast food restaurants into a hotel that looked like it had seen one to many drug deals gone wrong.
The inside of the hotel was not much better. The floor was cracked and plaster was falling from the ceiling. In the corrner was a molding couch and on the opposite side was a deck with a balding mad with a lazy eye.
"We'd like a room," Dean said pulling out a credit card with the name Mitchell Snow on it and laid it down on the desk. The man looked up and took the card.
"You two planing on visiting the cliffs?" The man asked digging through the desk for an available key.
"We just might, why?" Dean asked hoping for a hint of what they might be looking for out there.
"Are you two brother?"The man asked eyeing Sam up and down.
"Yes, we are brother." Dean said quickly.
"Well then I advice you to stay as far away from the cliffs as possible. Only death can come to siblings that take the path up to the cliffs. Only evil can come from those cursed rocks." The man paused as though remember something.
"What kind of evil?" Sam asked looking over a Dean.
"I've said to much already. Just take my advice." The man said before thrusting a key into Dean's hand. "Here go up the stairs and to the left."
Dean nodded to Sam indicating that they were finished here. The two did not say a word as they made their way up the stairs and to their rooms The boys each dumped their bag onto a random bed.
The room was not as bad as the outside would suggest. The walls were an orange color and the comforter was peach and white. They had a TV on a white wooden dresser across from the beds. They even had a small table in the corrner.
"I'm starving," Dean said grabbing the car keys from the night stand. "Wanna go grab a bite to eat? Mitchell Snow is paying."
"Nah, I'm not hungry." Sam said, " I'm just going to take a nice long shower."
"Okay, I'll bring you back something." Dean said.
"That's okay." Sam said.
"When was the last time you ate a full meal, and I don't mean a bag of chips and a soda?" Dean asked eyeing his brothers frail frame.
"I don't know," Sam said avoiding his brother's prying eyes.
"I'll bring you back something unless you plan on trying out for America's Next Top Model."Dean said. Without waiting for Sam to protest to either comment he was out the door.
A/N: Well there you go. I'm going to try something new with this story...regular updating and you can help motivate me by reviewing.