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Later that day, Sam sat in the police station's waiting room, fidgeting nervously.

"You'll be okay," Dean assured him. Sam blew out a breath.

"I don't know," he confessed.

"We're right behind you, son," John promised. Sam nodded and his eyes clouded. He wasn't sure if he could do this. He wasn't sure if he was strong enough. However, he was comforted by the fact that his father and brother were with him. He needed their strength. Without them, he'd be a complete wreck. Presently, they heard footsteps. Looking up, Sam saw Officers Harper and Parks approaching.

"Come on. He's waiting," Officer Harper said. As one, the Winchester family stood up and walked into one of the interrogation rooms, where a man was sitting a table.

"Sam, this is Mark Vaugn. He'll be documenting your testimony," Officer Parks told the boy. Sam nodded as he sat down, his brother and father beside him.

"Sammy, you sure about this?" John asked gently.

"Yes, Sir. I wanna do it," Sam responded.

"What's with the camera?" Dean wondered.

"Documentation," Mark answered, turning on the machine. "This is case number 88324563. State your name for the record," he continued.

"Samuel Winchester," Sam replied.

"And you moved here about---what---six months ago?" Mark checked.

"Yes," Sam answered. Personally, he was surprised that they had stayed in one place so long.

"And what's your relationship with Janet Thompson?" Mark questioned.

"She's my history teacher," Sam answered.

"And when was the first time you noticed something was a little off?" Mark queried.

"Well, she was always pretty...personable," Sam stated. "I just figured it was no big deal," he answered with an uncomfortable shrug.

"And then it changed?" Mark asked.

"Yes," Sam whispered with a nod.

"When was the first time you two became sexual?" Mark queried. Sam's eyes became pained and his Adam's apple wobbled.

"Sammy, it's okay. Just take your time," John comforted.

"It, was---uh, a few weeks after school started. I had gotten a pretty lousy grade on a paper, so I didn't think anything of her request to stay behind," Sam finally answered. "She, uh---she mentioned the grade, suggested I get some tutoring, and then---" a pained grunt cut off the sentence.

"And then?" Mark prompted.

"Her hands were all over me. I---I tried to fight, but---she was too quick," Sam responded. Meanwhile, Officers Parks and Harper were looking around the neighborhood to see if they could find any other victims who were willing to testify. The search warrant they had procured had allowed them to get a class list. Most of the kids had refused to talk, as did their parents. However, two of the teens had been more than willing to help out. Presently, they came to a two-story brick house and knocked on the door. The door was opened to reveal a tall woman with blonde hair.

"Can I help you?" she queried.

"Police officers, Ma'am," Officer Harper answered, as the two showed her their badges.

"What can I do for you?" the woman wondered.

"Are you Carrie Evans?" Officer Parks asked.

"Yes," the woman confirmed.

"We need to talk to your son," Officer Harper told her.

"Chad! Come here!" Mrs. Evans called. Footsteps were heard and the teen came into view.

"What's goin' on?" he asked.

"You had Janet Thompson as your history teacher a couple of years ago, didn't you?" Officer Parks questioned.

"Yeah. So?" Chad confirmed with a shrug.

"Was she ever overly-friendly with you?" Officer Harper asked. Chad froze.

"What do you mean?" he asked guardly.

"You know, asking you to stay after class, a little too much extra attention?" Officer Harper clarified.

"No. She was never like that with me," Chad responded quickly. "Listen, I've got a lot of homework. So if you don't mind?" he continued.

"We'll be in touch," Officer Harper told him. "Ma'am," he said, tipping his hat. The officers walked away.

"What do you think?" Officer Parks queried.

"Kid knows somethin'," Officer Harper responded.