She'd sat in the dreary police station foyer for over an hour, before someone finally walked over to talk to her.
"Hi ma'am, I'm deputy Stillwell. Can I help you?"
She immediately raised her eyes to him and stood up. His voice was deep and gruff, although not oafish. He was tall, almost as tall as Sam, but unlike Sam, this man had to weigh about two hundred and fifty pounds. He looked to be in his early forties, maybe late thirties. He looked familiar and she figured she must have seen him on the local news.
"Hi, I'm Isabel Bennett, I hope so" she started "I saw on the news you found Kelly's body last night"
"Now Miss Bennett, we're not allowed to divulge information to the public regarding an ongoing investigation"
"I know, it's just that" She started to stammer for effect, and added a look of fear on her face "I knew her Sir. I knew her and I also know Leslie and…and…I'm scared"
"Leslie DaSilva?"
"Yes, I knew them both. I went to college with both of them. Leslie was my roommate freshman year. I'm just wondering if there is some sort of connection. Should I be worried here?"
"Did you know any of the other victims?" He asked, now looking interested.
"No Sir, just those two" She said "But I live alone, and to be honest, I'm worried"
"Is there any family you can stay with?"
"Uh, no. My parents died eight years ago and I'm an only child"
He questioned her for a few minutes about her life, finally telling her that she shouldn't have anything to worry about.
"Just keep your cell phone on you at all times, don't go out on your own and let people know where you're are and where you're going. Best thing you can do is keep low. If at any moment you feel you're being followed or something don't feel right, you call us"
"Do you have any suspects Sir?"
"Unfortunately at this point we do not Miss, but I advice you to avoid any strange men you do not know"
"OK" She said nodding her head "Thankyou officer. Oh, is it possible to be kept updated? If you find out anything about Leslie, please I need to know"
"If you'd like to write down your contact details for me, I'll let you know if we find your friend"
"Thankyou"
She wrote down the details for him and thanked him again before leaving the station. Something didn't sit all that right with her. It felt to her that Stillwell was not being completely upfront. Then again, she wasn't expecting the police to divulge everything about the investigation to a young girl who just came in from the street. She walked to the end of the block and pulled out her cell phone, dialling Dean's number. He answered after three rings telling her to meet them at the coffee shop down the road.
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"She's on her way" Dean said to Sam as he put his cell phone back into his pocket.
"How much should we tell her?" Sam asked his brother, worried that what they'd find out would be much too graphic and gruesome for Isabel.
"Play it by ear" Dean said sipping his black coffee and looking out the window.
She came in a minute later and spotted them. She went over and took a seat next to Dean, motioning for the waitress to come over.
"God, it's cold out there" She said rubbing her hands together "And wet"
The blonde busty waitress made her way over to her, fixing her expression into one of barely restrained dislike as she looked at Isabel up and down. Isabel frowned in confusion, wondering what in the world she had done for this woman to detest her.
"Coffee please. Black" Isabel said, and it wasn't until the waitress looked suspiciously from Isabel to Dean that it all fell into place, and she groaned inwardly. She turned to Dean to find him smiling at the waitress. She walked away, but not before winking shamelessly at Dean "Subtle" She said sarcastically.
"Subtlety is a waste of time" Dean said smiling at Isabel "I see something I want, I go for it"
"And you want Miss Trailer Park there?" She said nodding towards the waitress "Is it the bleached hair or the fake boobs that's caught Little Dean's attention?" She finished with a nod towards his lap.
"She happened to be very sweet" Dean said defensively.
"I'll give you $50 right now if you tell me her name" Isabel challenged, knowing that even though he probably spent the entire time he talked to the waitress staring at her chest, he wouldn't have even noticed her name tag, let alone read it.
Sam and Isabel almost laughed at Dean's look of deep concentration "Hot waitress?" He said finally.
"See this coffee cup?" Isabel asked reaching for Dean's coffee cup and holding it in her hand for him to see "The coffee cup isn't as shallow as you"
"You know, for someone who got laid recently, you're awfully cranky" Dean said snatching his coffee back from Isabel.
"Can we please change the subject?" Sam pleaded.
"Sammy, you seriously have to lighten up" Isabel said smiling at her younger cousin "How did you grow up to be such a prude?"
"That's what I always wonder!" Dean said laughing.
"Can we please focus?" Sam snapped "Isabel what did you find out?"
They sobered up and she told them what she'd found out. No connection, other than all girls were around the same age, lived in the same county, and lived alone, with no family.
"No family?" Sam asked.
"Well, no close family nearby" She said "One of them had a grandmother in Florida. Another had an auntie in New York City. But no one the girls kept in touch with, or had seen recently"
"That all?"
"That's all. Deputy Stillwell is in charge of the investigation, and he said he'd call me if he heard or found out anything about Leslie. But from what he said, they're pretty lost. No more bodies were found in the woods, and they still have no suspects"
The waitress came back with her coffee, and Isabel thanked her for it. She felt Dean's elbow nudge her ribs and she looked at him questioningly.
"Go sit next to Sam" Dean said, noticing the waitress was shooting him flirty smiles and Isabel sitting next to him was hindering any possible progress.
She looked at Dean blankly "You're kidding, right?" She asked.
"Am I laughing?"
She scoffed, offended, and moved over to seat next to Sam "This is what you have to put up with? I feel for you"
"Hey, I have an idea" Dean started.
"Is it lonely?" Isabel interrupted, and Sam burst into laughter.
"Laugh it up, go on" Dean said at the laughing couple "I'll just wait here. Take your time"
"I'm sorry" Isabel said sobering up "What did you guys find out?"
Sam and Dean's expressions turned serious again.
"Well, it's definitely our kind of problem" Dean said, and at Isabel's questioning look he continued "Kelly died from a uterine bleed. She gave birth last week"
Isabel frowned "Was she pregnant when she disappeared?"
"Nope" Dean said "She conceived and gave birth in the space of six weeks"
"That's impossible" Isabel said.
"Kitten, nothing is impossible, trust me" Dean said.
"Stop calling me kitten, or I'll start calling you honey bunny again" She threatened.
"You can call me honey bunny if you like" He said nonchalantly.
Realising that a conversation with Dean would be delayed with many comments such as those, she turned to Sam "What else?" She asked.
"She was pretty beaten up, but none of her injuries were fatal"
"So, she somehow got pregnant, she…wait a minute" She said, a horrible realisation hitting her "She was raped, wasn't she?"
"Yeah" Sam said looking at Dean. He didn't know how much more he should tell her.
"So this guy gets her pregnant, she gives birth or aborts, she then dies so he dumps her body in the woods" Dean finished.
"Do you think he's doing this to all the other girls?" Isabel asked horrified.
"Quite possibly" Dean said "But I guess it's comforting to know his main objective isn't to kill them"
"What about the baby?" She asked.
"Don't know. Didn't find it" Dean shrugged.
"We need to research this" Sam said when he could tell that Isabel was gearing herself for a fresh batch of questions "We need to go back home and see what kind of…thing is capable of this"
They agreed that they should go back. The waitress came around again and they asked for the cheque.
"You sure you don't want a coffee to go, honey bunny?" Isabel asked Dean sweetly, as she reached across the table and rested her hand on Dean's. The waitress saw it and she shot Isabel a death glare before turning around and walking off.
"I will make you pay for that" Dean said pulling out the car keys from his pocket and standing up.
"You're living in my house, I'm already paying for it" She said with a smile to let him know she was kidding "How much worse could my life possibly get"