Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Supernatural characters (Sam & Dean). But I do own Harley and Harrison.
"There have been a total of twenty-one mysterious deaths in the last five years. Twenty-two if you include the one from today. The majority of them in the last year and a half." Sam stated looking up from his laptop at Dean.
"Do we know what they have in common?"
"Just that most of them were women and they all lived here."
"That's not much to go on."
"No, it's not. We're going to have to dig deeper."
"Talk to the families of the deceased?" Dean questioned.
"Or we could talk to Harley. Her name showed up in quite a few of the articles."
"Harry! I'm home!" The brothers heard Harley's voice filter through the house.
"In here!" They heard Harrison reply, from what sounded like the room beside the one they were in.
They listened to the sound of movement in the hallway and doors opening and closing. "Can we talk?" Harley's voice sounded distant and distressed through the wall.
"Yea, sit down Harley."
"Look, I know I've been... distant lately. It's just... everything has gotten to be to much. It's killing me inside."
Dean looked over at his younger brother with a raised eyebrow. Sam just shrugged in response. Both of them strained to hear what was being said in the next room.
"What are you talking about Harley?" Harrison's voice was thick with his concern for his sister.
"Me and mom lied to you and dad. We lied when we said we hadn't been there. She made me promise not to say anything. And what was I to do? I was only about eleven when it happened. I was only so young when Christina died."
"I know you lied Harley. I've known the entire time." Harrison stated. "I've been waiting for you to tell me."
"Wh...what?"
"Harley we're siblings. We're twins. I can read you like an open book sometimes. Like I can tell right now that Christina's death isn't what's bugging you. And it's not Alice's either. So tell me, what's bugging you?"
"I'm next." Harley's voice seemed to crack.
"What do you mean your next?"
"I'm next. I'm next to go. I'm next to die." Harley said, her voice rasing more out of fear than anger.
"I don't understand."
"Everyone who was there when Christina died, is dead. Except for me. Which can only mean I'm next." Harley replied. "And don't say it's a coincidence, 'cause it's not. The chances of twenty-two people dying, that were there at the exact same time, is pretty slim Harry. It's pretty damn slim."
Dean glanced at his brother again, his voice lower than before knowing that if they could hear Harrison and Harley, they could probably hear them, "Angry spirit?"
"Could be." Sam replied. "Do you think Harley's right? Do you think she could be next?"
"Well we can't risk saying she's not right." Dean stated.
The sound of the front door slamming drew the brother's attention. "Harrison! Harley!" They heard a male voice yell.
They could hear Harrison and Harley moving around the room next to them, and the door opening. "Dad, what are you doing home? I thought you were in Canada." They heard Harley question.
"Harrison called me and told me about Alice. Are you ok Harley?"
"I'm as good as a girl can be in this situation." Harley sighed. "I'll be upstairs."
"So where's these guests of ours Harrison?" The male voice was heard, barely over the sound of stomping on the stairs.
"This way." They heard Harrison reply, before there was a knock on the door.
"Yea?" Dean questioned.
"Can the two of you come out here for a second?" Harrison asked in response.
The brothers got up from where they sat and walked over to the door. Sam was the one who opened it and walked out first. "Dad, Sam and Dean Winchester. Sam, Dean, this is mine and Harley's dad Preston Parker."
"It's nice to meet the two of you." Preston smiled at them.
"Thank you for allowing us to stay here Mr. Parker." Sam smiled in return.
"Call me Preston, please. Mr. Parker makes me sound old. And allowing you guys to stay here is no problem at all. It's so much better here than at that cheap motel. They get more complaints than anything else in this town." Preston laughed. "Make yourselves at home. There's food in the kitchen, clean towels in the bathroom cupboards. Our home is your home for as long as you need."
"We'll only be staying the night." Dean stated.
"For some reason I have a feeling you guys will be sticking around for awhile." Preston replied, turning to Harrison. "I'm going to go talk to your sister. Help the guests feel at home."
"Will do dad." Harrison replied as Preston headed up the stairs. Shaking his head Harrison turned to Sam and Dean. "You guys hungry?"
"Well, now that you mention it, I am pretty hungry. Haven't eaten since that burger at the diner." Dean stated.
"Well I'll see what I can find for dinner in the kitchen." Harrison stated. "Feel free to tag along."
Sam and Dean looked at each other as Harrison headed towards the kitchen, and decided to follow. "Who's Christina?" Sam questioned once they were in the kitchen.
Harrison turned and looked at them after opening the fridge, "She was my older sister. We've got some leftovers that we can warm up. I think we have some frozen dinners, and frozen pizza. Could put that in the oven."
"What happened to her?" Sam asked next.
"What do you mean?" Harrison questioned closing the fridge door, looking away from the brothers.
"You said she was your older sister." Dean replied. "What happened to her?"
"She passed away over five years ago." Harrison stated. "So do you guys want pizza?"
"Pizza's fine." Dean shrugged.
The sound of stomping down the stairs killed any conversation that was going to come up next. Harley soon showed up in the kitchen, looking pissed off more than anything else. "You look like you're about to have one of your tempter tantrums." Harrison mused, his conversation with Sam and Dean behind him.
"He's an ass. I can't deal with him anymore." Harley muttered taking a can of pop out of the fridge. The sound of Preston coming down the stairs made Harley head for the back door, "I'll be outside. Tell dad he needs to give me time to cool down."
"You want some company outside?" Harrison questioned.
"In five minutes." Harley smiled before disappearing out the door.
As soon as Preston walked into the kitchen he headed for the backdoor, Harrison stepping in front of him. "Not right now dad. Give her some time."
Preston shook his head and left the kitchen, heading back up the stairs. Harrison turned and looked at Dean and Sam, "So what really brought you guys here?"
"Like I said before we were just driving through." Sam replied.
"See, I believed that earlier." Harrison stated. "But now, I'm not so sure."
"And why not?" Dean questioned.
"'Cause if you were just driving through you wouldn't of been asking questions about Christina." Harrison replied. "Now tell me the real reason you're here."
"Well we're..." Sam started trying to think of the best way of answering Harrison.
"Who's that talking to your sister?" Dean questioned, glancing out the window, saving his brother in a way.
"Nice try at changing the subject Dean. But I want to know what the two of you are doing here." Harrison stated.
"There is someone talking to your sister Harrison. Just wonderin' who it is." Dean defended himself, with a shrug.
Harrison looked at Dean warily before looking out the window behind him. He saw his sister standing there, her arms crossed at her chest, and her brown hair blowing in the wind. Harrison stiffened at who he saw standing in front of Harley. The guy standing there had jet black hair, which made him look pale, he wore a black suit with a grey tie and a cold smile. "That would be Sheriff Michael Dumont."
"He doesn't look like a sheriff to me." Dean mused.
"That's because he likes to dress like he's some big wig detective." Harrison sighed heading for the back door.
Once Harrison had disappeared out the back door Sam looked at Dean, "I'm thinking we should follow."
"Then we're thinking the same thing." Dean replied heading out the door, Sam behind him.
"Sheriff Dumont what are you doing here?" Harrison questioned.
Turning around Sheriff Dumont smirked at Harrison. "It's great to see you again Harrison. Harley and myself were talking about the good ol' days."
"What good ol' days?" Harrison questioned.
"I wasn't aware you guys had guests." Sheriff Dumont mused, looking beyond Harrison.
Harrison turned around and looked at the brothers. Turning back to the sheriff Harrison said, "Their cousins of ours. Sam and Dean."
"Cousins?" Sheriff Dumont questioned.
"Yea, they stopped by for a visit." Harley spoke up.
"That's funny. I've never seen them around here before. And I don't remember seeing them at your sister's or mother's funerals."
"We were in Europe." Dean stated, as Sam and himself walked closer to the group, picking up on the small lie Harrison had started.
"Backpacking." Sam added. "Doing things we'd always wanted to do, but never got a chance to do. We were hard to get a hold of."
Sheriff Dumont looked at the four of them. His expression a mix of curiosity, doubt, and intrigue.
"Look it was great to talk to you again sheriff, but I think you should go." Harley said, her uneasiness clear in her voice.
"I don't think so Harley." Sheriff Dumont replied. "I have some questions for you regarding Alice."
"Look I told Richard everything I know about what happened. Nothing. Conner came to the diner, I went with him back to his place thinking Alice was locked in the bathroom again. That was when I found her." Harley replied.
"You should leave sheriff." Harrison stated. "Harley's been through enough. She doesn't need you making it worse."
"I would leave, but see, I don't believe Harley's story." Sheriff Dumont replied.
"If you don't believe me sheriff, then go talk to Conner. He saw his mom like that before he came to the diner."
"Conner's just a kid." Sheriff Dumont laughed.
"And sometimes kids are the best witnesses. Don't forget who save your ass ten years back."
Sheriff Dumont's smile faded at Harley's comment. "I'm coming back tomorrow Harley. Then you and I are going to be talking. Understand?"
"Perfectly."
Sheriff Dumont turned without another word, walking up a trail that led to the driveway. Once he had gotten into his car and had disappeared down the street, Harley turned and kicked a lawn chair over, causing the three males to jump. "Harley." Harrison started, taking a step closer to his sister.
"I hate this Harrison. He has a flipping stick up his ass. Just because he doesn't have a legit reason for so many deaths in the past five years he has to blame me." Shaking her head she looked at Sam and Dean. "I'm sorry about all of this. The two of you drive through a town and end up getting involved in the town drama, in a way."
"Hey, it's ok." Dean smiled at her. "We've driven through a lot of places and seen a lot of drama. Right Sammy?"
Sam looked at Dean. "Yea. And if there's anything we can do. Just tell us."
"Could you make Sheriff Dumont disappear?" Harley questioned.
"No, afraid not." Sam replied.
"Thought so." Harley sighed.
Harrison looked at his sister, "You going to be ok Harley?"
"You know me Harry. I'm fine." Harley smiled at him. "I'm just going to go walk down to Steve's place. Check on him and Conner. I'll be home in an hour or two. You boys have fun and stay out of trouble."
"Harley I don't-"
"Don't worry about me Harry." Harley said, before turning and heading up the path.
"I'm going to go put the pizza in the oven, I'll tell you guys when it's done." Harrison said, before disappearing back into the house.
"Let's go do some research. I have a feeling we're not going to get any information from Harrison on Harley." Sam stated glancing at his brother.
Dean nodded following Sam back into the house.
"So their sister, Christina Fields, was twenty-one, when she was raped and killed in her apartment, during a small party she was having, with friends, and some family. No one heard or saw anything out of the ordinary." Sam said as he skimmed over the information in front of him. "It was Christina's close friend Teresa who found her."
"Was Christina married?" Dean questioned.
"Not according to the article. Why?"
"You said her last name was Fields. Harrison and Harley's last name is Parker."
"Different father's maybe?"
"Could be. So what else did you find?"
"Ellie Parker was found dead a week later. It was believe to be suicide. The death of her oldest child was too much to take. Or at least that is what people wanted to believe." Sam paused for a brief second. "Preston Parker was quoted saying that his wife wouldn't of killed herself because she had two other children that needed her.
"A month later Christina's friend Teresa was found dead in her own apartment by Harley and Harrison. The coroner classified it as a heart attack."
"How old was Teresa?" Dean questioned.
"Same age as Christina."
"A twenty-one year old having a heart attack. That doesn't seem right."
"It's uncommon, but not unheard of." Sam stated, once again scanning through news articles on the internet. "Many were against the coroner's ruling, especially Sheriff Dumont. Two months after Teresa was found, another twenty-one year old female was found in her car, by Harley. The coroner said that she dies of asphyxiation. The list goes on up to Alice, who was found yesterday."
"What did the coroner say was her cause of death?"
"Blow to the head. Sheriff Dumont said there were three possible ways that it happened. One, she slipped, fell, and hit her head. Two, she was pushed, and hit her head. Three, someone came up behind her and hit her in the head."
"So I'm taking it all of the deaths were different."
"For the most part. The odd one here and there were the same. Like I said before all of them lived here."
"And died here." Dean mused.
"Exactly. We're going to have to go talk to Harley and Harrison. See if we can find out anything else."
"Well we know that everyone who's died was at that party Christina had."
"What I don't get was how no one saw or heard anything out of the ordinary. It's an apartment, you would think someone would of heard what was going on."
"You would think so." Dean sighed. "If we're dealing with an angry spirit, we're going to have to burn or salt the corpse."
"We're going to have to find out where Christina's buried, and deal with this."
"But first we're going to have to make sure we're right."
"Pizza's ready!" They heard Harrison's voice make it's way to the room.
"Eat, and wait for Harley to get back to talk to her and Harrison." Sam sighed.
"Sounds good to me." Dean replied, standing up, stretching, and leaving the room.
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