Disclaimer: Not mine. Never was. Never will be.
Sam looked around as they stepped out of the car in front of the small motel. The town was so tiny they'd have missed it if they weren't careful. Dean was checking in while he and Jack waited in the car. He frowned at their surroundings.
"What's up?" Jack asked leaning against the car door next to him.
"Nothing. Why?" Sam asked shrugging.
"You look a little, I don't know…. Not happy to be here." Jack told him.
"Illinois doesn't offer the best memories for Dean and I." Sam answered. Jack nodded but she didn't pry any further.
"Two rooms side by side." Dean said swinging the room key on his index finger.
"When we're with dad we usually stick together to be safe." Sam pointed out as they got in the car and drove around to where their rooms were.
"Why, Mr. Winchester are you trying to seduce me?" Jack asked batting her eyelashes at him.
"Small town America Sammy. The guy almost didn't give me the rooms when he saw the three of us." Dean said rolling his eyes.
"You could have said we had a special arrangement." Jack suggested.
"How special?" Dean asked smirking.
"Sharing." Jack answered waggling her eyebrows.
"Oh yeah that would go over great. The old man would run us out of town." Sam told them throwing a wadded up ball of paper at jack from the front seat.
"How does that arrangement work, Jack?" Dean asked just to irritate Sam.
"Well I get Sam one night and you get him the next." Jack told him, laughing.
"Lucky Sam." Dean said arrogantly. He pulled into a parking space and cut t he engine.
"You guys are perverts." Sam told them fighting not to laugh.
"As I was saying though-" Sam started.
"Hey, I'm a big girl, I even tie my own shoes." Jack assured him grabbing up her things. She called over her shoulder, "Besides staying in the same room as me could be hazardous to your health. Never know if a fire might start."
"Come on." Dean said tossing Sam his bag. He followed Dean into their room. Sam was putting their usual lines of protection around the room while Dean claimed the shower first.
Half an hour later Jack was sitting on one of their beds while Sam tapped away on t he computer looking for more information on the missing girls.
"So, how's this work?" Jack asked.
"We ask questions, usually say we're police officers or reporters or something. Then we look at their houses the place they disappeared from and check for local legends and stuff." Sam explained.
"We should start at the school, that's where three of the girls have disappeared from." Dean told them.
"I could field that one, it might look weird to have a couple of grown men prowling around a high school." Jack said.
"We'll go to the hospital and talk to the kid, Tyler while you're there. We'll meet up with you there." Dean agreed.
"Sir yes sir." Jack saluted him getting up from t he bed. It was only two o'clock, still plenty of time to take a look around and smooth talk some info out of the students at the local high school.
"Be careful." Sam cautioned on their way out the door.
"Aren't I always careful?" Jack winked over her shoulder.
In a town that didn't have a whole lot of town to offer, it was easy to find the high school. She didn't even have to lie or sneak to get through the doors, she just walked right in. She padded quietly through the empty hallways finding her way to the first floor bathroom next to the gym, where the latest MIA teen was seen. The door was locked with an out of order sign on it but a twist of her handy paper clip and a hair pin took care of the lock in record time. The broken glass had been cleaned off the floor but nobody replaced the mirror just yet, so she could see where the missing pieces gave way to spider web cracks, with a smattering of blood tainting the mirror further. Jack cautiously brought her hand to the glass letting it hover there. She couldn't feel anything which wasn't surprising because no one said anything about a fire there, but she thought she'd try anyway. They'd have to go over it with the EMF when Dean and Sam met up with her.
"What was your boytoy doing in the girl's room?" She asked aloud, snickering at the thought of what they were probably doing.
She took a look around not entirely sure what she was looking for before slipping out of the bathroom. Seconds later the bell rang shrilly, killing her ears.
The halls filled up with students rushing to get to their next classes. Jack put her head down and tried to go unnoticed through the halls. It wasn't easy in a school that had only about three hundred students, if that.
"You been by to see him?" A conversation between three boys caught Jack's attention as she walked past them. She stilled and sidled up against some lockers to hear what they were saying.
"He's a wreck. Rambling and shit." One of the boys, a tall blonde kid said chugging on a bottle of water. He wore a red sports jacket and had an air of self confidence about him. He didn't pull it off as well as Dean though, she thought.
"Rambling bout what?" The kid who'd started the conversation asked. He was shorter with brownish red hair and a bump in his nose showing where he'd broken it before.
"Said something pulled Aly into the mirror." The blonde kid snorted.
"What pain killers do they have him on?" The third, a nondescript brunette joked.
"I heard he did her. Got her stashed in his trunk or something." The blonde said callously. Jack had the insatiable urge to hit him. She turned away before her hand decided to act on the thought.
'Small towns.' She thought, relieved she didn't have to put up with shit like that.
"Hi, I'm detective John Nash, this is my partner Detective Ray North, we'd like to speak to a patient of yours." Dean said flashing his badge at the front desk of the hospital.
"Tyler Banks." The woman said before he could.
"Yes ma'am." Sam said.
"I thought the cops already talked to him." She said.
"Follow up questions" Dean explained.
"You don't think he had anything to do with the girls do you?" She asked in a whisper leaning closer. Dean took the opportunity to lean in close to whisper in her ear.
"Just a few details we need to know. Could you tell us where his room is?" He practically purred, grinning when he felt her face heat up.
"Um, yes sir. But, oh, he was released this morning." She said. After getting his address and her phone number they left the hospital.
"What?" Dean asked laughing.
"Her phone number?" Sam asked.
"In case we need more information. You know these small towns, everyone knows each other." Dean said defensively.
"Yeah sure." Sam said shaking his head. Dean's phone rang interrupting whatever he was going to say to Sam.
"Hey Jack whatcha find out?" He asked.
"Overheard some kids talking about a visit to Tyler. Said he was rambling about something pulling his girlfriend through the mirror." Jack answered.
"Did he say what?" Dean asked.
"Not that I heard. I don't think anyone took him seriously." Jack said.
"Did you catch anything in the bathroom?" He asked.
"Not a thing." She said.
"Alright. Where are you now?" Dean asked.
"Outside the school. Loitering is the term I think." Jack said.
"We're going to Tyler's house. We'll meet you at the hotel." Dean told her, hanging up.
"Well its definitely out kind of problem." He said to Sam.
"What did jack find out?" Sam asked opening the passenger door to t he car.
"Tyler told one of his friends that his girlfriend was pulled through the mirror by something. Does that sound familiar to you?" Dean asked starting the car.
"No." Sam answered frowning.
"Me neither." Dean replied.
"Drugs? Maybe the kid didn't know what he saw?" Sam suggested.
"We won't know till we talk to him. If it is drugs though I think I should take a sample. You know us detectives need to know what the kids are using these days." Dean said seriously.
TBC……….
AN: Sorry bout the wait. Its been a looong fucking week. I promise a longer chappie tomorrow.
