Here we are, chapter 3, enjoy:D
'Did you find anything?' Sam asked Dean as he joined his brother in the library.
'The cottage belonged to a woman by the name Susan North, she was known to deal with black magic.' Dean began. 'About ten years ago she went missing & her body was found in her basement soaking wet, torn apart, ripped savagely about a week after her missing episode.' He showed Sam the articles he found, which included a picture of a woman, the exact same picture as the one in the painting they saw earlier in the cottage. 'Since then people have been known to go missing around there.' He sighed. 'That's all I've got so far.'
Sam nodded as he looked through the articles.
'Hey, can I ask you a question?' He turned towards Dean.
'Depends what the question is.' Dean replied briskly.
Why is she so important to you? I mean sure, the case is out of the ordinary, but why?' Sam asked, shaking his head.
'What do you mean why?' Dean snapped.
'Dean, look at you, you're miserable!' Sam snapped back. 'With Cassie, it didn't seem like you were this in love with her and you said you loved her.'
'I did and I still do,' Dean said quietly, 'but Sara was the first girl I ever fell in love with.'
'So?' Sam asked. 'You broke up with her in High School and then you met Cassie and you said you fell in love with her, I'm so lost.' Sam threw his hands up.
'When I got together with Sara that week, she told me she was engaged to be married to some rich city dude.' Dean said, 'she didn't sound too happy when she told me.'
Sam's mouth gaped open.
'So now you're going after a girl who you cant possibly have?' He asked Dean. 'Let me rephrase that, you can't possibly have, EVER.'
'I fell for Cassie because I thought I've given up on Sara,' Dean said weakly, completely ignoring Sam's remark, 'but I was wrong…'
'So Sara knows about who you are too?' Sam asked Dean. 'Seeing as you love this girl more than you loved Cassie?'
'Yeah.' Dean nodded. 'I told Sara when we were in High School.'
'Wow, you really do love her huh?' Sam shook his head.
'On her last day with me, she told me how sorry she was, about how really wanted it to work with us, she told me how she never stopped thinking about me.' Dean went on, 'I told her I was sorry too, and I told her that I never stopped loving her.' He sighed.
'I don't get it, how can it be love? It was High School.' Sam asked in confusion.
'I never said anything about us never going out again after high school,' Dean forced a smile at Sam. 'about six months before she moved to Boston, we got back together, and those were the greatest days we ever had with each other.' He said as a tear trickled down his right cheek. 'And after about eight months, we broke up.' He wiped the tear away. 'We both agreed that it was the right thing to do, I told her what happened to mom, and I told her I didn't want the same thing to happen to her.' He sighed again.
'So you were the reason she moved to Boston?' Sam guessed.
Dean nodded, rubbing his eyes. 'Don't hug me.'
Sam only smiled. 'Wow, I never thought you were the type to stay in love with a girl for that long,' He chuckled.
'Shut up,' Dean shoved his brother playfully.
'So, you wanna know what I found out from the police?' Sam asked Dean.
Dean looked at Sam as if saying Do I have to ask?
Sam smiled.
'They told me basically the same thing as what Brian told us, they didn't know much at all.' Sam said briefly.
'Nothing out of the ordinary?' Dean asked.
'Just a couple of missing policemen during the investigation, that's part of the reason why they quit the case.' Sam said.
'But shouldn't they go on with the case? I mean, with more people missing and all,' Dean asked in puzzlement.
'Yeah, that's exactly what I told the inspector, he said they couldn't afford anymore missing policemen.' Sam shrugged.
'But they're the police goddamn it!' Dean said angrily. 'They shouldn't give up, I mean don't they care about the fact that those missing policemen are they're friends, and don't they care that someone out there maybe dying to find Sara?' Dean snapped.
'I agree, but for now, let's just go back to Brian's and take a look at Dad's journal, now that we have a clue of what to look for,' Sam got up.
Later on, back at Brian's mansion, the brothers were in their room, flipping through their father's journal of Supernatural things.
'I'm starting to think there might be nothing in here about whatever we're supposed to be looking for.' Sam said.
'We'll keep looking until we find something that might make sense.' Dean said, flipping a page.
About half an hour later Dean spotted something.
'The Witch of the Well.' Dean pointed at a page. 'It says here she was brutally murdered, her spirit still lingers in her cottage, she takes people from the world of living, in order to bring herself back from the dead…'
'She takes them to her sanctuary, where she performs the black rituals to bring her back from the dead.' Sam continued Dean's sentence. 'But each sacrifice of a living person can only bring her back for a day or two, which is why she needs a lot of people so she can keep coming back.'
'Unless she finds someone who possesses something she despises, she can bring herself back forever…' Dean noted, pointing at a little note on the corner of the page.
'A person who lives in denial.' Sam finished Dean's sentence again. 'The person knows he or she is in denial, but he or she is willing to live with it forever because he or she can't live without that denial.' Sam looked at Dean. 'Sara, she can't be with you so she's living in denial with that rich city dude, but deep down, she loves you and really really wants to be with you.'
'But I'm confused, there were no wells anywhere near the cottage.' Dean said, ignoring Sam's Sara remark.
'Maybe it's deeper in the woods, after all we never got further than the cottage,' Sam stood up and stretched.
'Another thing, wont she need like a living person to help her?' Dean asked.
Sam looked at him in confusion.
'I mean how can she perform her rituals when she's not a solid matter? And how can she make that many people disappear? It just sounds strange… too strange for our kind of strange.' Dean said, feeling a bit lost.
'Yeah, I have to agree with you there,' Sam nodded.
Then suddenly they heard a loud BAM on their door.
Dean ran to it and opened it. 'Brian?'
'Hey, I was just wondering if you were okay, you looked upset this afternoon, I thought I'd check on you, but you sound busy so,' He said quickly. 'Well I just wanted to make sure if you're okay.'
'O, Okay,' Dean said.
'So, are you okay?' Brian asked him, looking a bit fidgety.
Dean ignored his fidgeting, knowing that he's on drugs, it might have been a side effect or something.
'Yeah, I'm fine.' Dean smiled.
'Okay, I'll take your word for it.' Brian said, slowly walking backwards and smiling. 'I'll leave you and Sam,'
Dean closed the door.
Sam gave him a look as if saying it's him.
'No, I don't think so, it just doesn't fit, he's too stoned do anything like that.' Dean shook his head.
'But Dean, he was eavesdropping.' Sam knocked on Dean's head.
Dean slapped Sam's hand away.
'He said he was just checking if I was okay.' Dean rubbed his head.
'I say he should remain a main suspect.' Sam said, walking around the room.
Dean nodded. 'It was kind of suspicious, but I doubt it cause Brian's always on something.' Dean shrugged. 'And besides, I don't think he's smart enough to do anything like a ritual.'
'That's the thing though isn't it? The witch would need someone who's dumb enough to follow her orders.' Sam said.
'I don't know…' Dean said, still in doubt.
About an hour later, they decided to go check out the cottage again, to see if they can find a well around it.
'Dean, where are you going?' Marion asked as Dean and Sam were about to walk out of the mansion.
'For a drive, we'll be back in like an hour.' Dean said.
'Okay, I'll leave the door unlocked for you then, just lock up before you go to bed.' Marion said.
Dean and Sam drove back out to the edge of the woods.
Again, Dean parked the car across the road from the start of the woods.
This time they wasted no time and ran to the cottage.
'Where do you think it is?' Sam asked Dean as he breathed hard.
'This way.' Dean walked towards the back of the cottage, deeper into the woods.
Sam followed.
After about ten minutes of walking deeper into the woods, they finally found a well.
'Bingo.' Dean said.
'What now?' Sam asked. 'It's getting dark, maybe we should leave this to tomorrow.' Sam added.
Then they heard a crackling noise.
It sounded like someone was coming their way.
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P.S: may take a little longer for chapter 4 to be up.
Also, I wanna thank my friend Matt again :D:D:D
