What you think you know-2

Kendall was bundled up on her couch, her eyes staring out the window. Her mind and body were so tired; she wanted to go to sleep so badly. She knew if she closed her eyes , he'd be in her mind , that face, the smile, the voice and those big eyes, the ones that when he upset her would pool into dark orbs. She shuddered out a sob. She had not spoke to anyone in weeks, after Kendall saw the newspaper, she was afraid to speak. Afraid that nothing but tears would follow out, the pain would come pouring out of her mouth.

She looked over at Sandra, her best friend, who told her if she went to see the grave or call the police for the whole story, it would make it so much easier. Kendall hated both of those ideas. Then Sandra had made a phone call, she was very mysterious about it too. Kendall was not sure if she liked all this sneaking around.

She wandered into the kitchen and saw a photo on the kitchen table; it was one of her wedding day. The police needed it to make sure it was her husband. Kendall never really understood why her husband would beat and carve up a woman he did not even know. She let out a sigh, Sandra turned around "Oh, honey how you are? Are you feeling any better" the woman was grinning ear-to-ear Kendall shook her head "Well I have a surprise for you, but it isn't getting here until tomorrow". Sandra smiled as a small smile was brought to her lips.

Sandra looked at her cell phone and hope that the surprise would not call anymore today other wise it could be a problem. Sandra watched Kendall make some tea and then go back into the living room. She had not slept in her own bed since the state police called about her husband. Sandra was not sure if this was really a good idea, but her friend said it should snap her out of it.

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Sam smiled as he saw a familiar house come into view; it was the house they grew up in "Hey, you are going to visit Jenny and her kids while we are here this time?" He asked Dean. I might, I have some one else I have to see too" Sam glanced at his brother "Some one to see, like for a job?" Dean did not look at his brother. He was good at laying, to other people not his brother. Sam would know and then would nag him until he told him the truth … huh? The truth, yeah he could not tell Sam the truth. Sam would flip out. Not your average flipping out either, no Dean decided to keep his secret to himself….for now…

I am so sorry this kind of sucked, I have it not all planned out in my head just can't get it onto paper…