So I realized this story will never get updated if I only update when I get reviews. So if you review or not, I'm updating.

If you do review and ask nicely I'll send you a mini story about the boys. Ooooh, see. You get presents if you review.

Haha, gotta love bribery.

Anyway, like mentioned before. This story has spoilers for the first episode of season two so beware.

Read, now.

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Chapter Three: Attack

Dean's cellphone went off at nine in the morning, for Dean that was just too damn early. He groaned and rolled over pulling the blanket over his head in attempt to block out the sound.

"Dean." Sam muttered and tossed a pillow carelessly at his brother. "Answer your stupid phone."

He groaned once again and rolled over, narrowly missing the pillow. He gropped around the nightstand for his phone and answered it. "Hello?" He asked, his voice rough with sleep.

"Investigator Hannon?" An older woman's voice asked.

"Hmmm?" He was used to being aknowledged by anything but his real name.

"It's Lynn from the Red Rose." She said.

"Oh." Dean said, sitting up quickly. "What can I do for you?"

"I talked to Maggie." She said. "She'll meet with you and Mulling after closing."

"Okay, that's great. Thank you." Dean quickly hung up.

"What was that about?" Sam asked.

"Miss Ryan is going to meet with us after closing. Maybe we'll get more than a 'Get out' from her."

The boys quickly got up and dressed, they had some questioning to do that didn't involve Maggie.

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"You worked with Mr. Leon, right?" Sam asked.

"Yes." The young girl answered. "The night he was killed Erin had been in here. They were arguing about something. Honestly, I thought that maybe she had killed him, but now..."

"She's dead too." Her coworker finished.

"Did you two know her too?" Dean asked.

"Not really." The boy said. "I mean, she came across as a total sweetheart, even when they were fighting. I couldn't imagine her hurting a fly."

"And what about her roommate? Miss Ryan?" Sam asked.

"You mean Maggie." The girl perked up. "She's great, I'm friends with her cousin. I feel so bad about her losing two of her friends. And finding them like that..."

"Do you think she had anything against the two?" Dean asked.

"No way." The boy answered. "Those two were her best friends. And besides, Maggie's nicer than Erin. At least, that's my opinion."

"That's because you have a crush on her." The girl said, making a face.

"Do not." He muttered.

"Well." Sam said. "Thank you for your time. We'll come back if we need to know anything else."

"And if you remember anything, just give us a call." Dean said and the two boys headed out.

"So." Sam said. "Still think Maggie did it?"

"Yes."

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Maggie was helping the staff clean up when the two Investigators walked in. She smiled warmly, hoping they'd forgive her for the way she had acted last time.

"Miss Ryan." Hannon said, smiling in return.

"I'm sorry about yesterday, I just..."

"No need to apologize." Mulling said. "We understand that it's hard."

"Why don't we sit." She said, motioning to one of the tables.

"Do you know if there was anyone who had anything against Mr. Leon or Miss Davis?" Mulling asked.

"Not unless it was someone from high school, and most of them are long gone anyway." She answered.

"Except for you." Hannon said.

Maggie looked at him skeptically. "You don't think I did it, do you?"

"No, we don't." Mulling said and gave Hannon a look. Maggie knew that look, they did think she did it.

"Well." She said. "Just so you know, I have--had nothing against either of them. They were my best friends, Erin and I were practically sisters we were so close."

"Look." Hannon said. "We're just trying to find out a motive here, we have no idea what--who did it. We're simply keeping all our options open."

"Including me." Maggie said, a little annoyed that she was a suspect.

Mulling gave Hannon another look and they continued the questioning. All the while, Lynn was doing the dishes. She could hear what they were saying and she smirked. Served Maggie right, taking the Red Rose from her. First her friends died and now she was a suspect. Good, very good.

"Well." Mulling said. "Thank you Maggie. If you need anything just give us a call. Please."

Maggie nodded and watched the two leave. How could they possibly think it was her? She'd kill herself before killing anyone. Her life was slowly falling apart and she wasn't sure how to handle it.

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Maggie walked into the apartment and smiled when she saw her dog fast asleep on the floor. She was happy to have him or things would be so much more creepy in that apartment. She walked into her room and changed into something more comfortable and then came back out, ready to fix dinner.

While she was fixing her dinner a shadow moved across the wall. She turned around. "God, I hate this place." She muttered to herself and continued fixing dinner. Then one of the vases fell.

She turned and stared at the shattered pottery on the floor then quickly went to her purse for Mulling's number. It was too late...

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Dun dun dun. Hmm, did I killed Maggie off? You'll have to review to find out.

Anyway, note how I have no reviews...

So no one gets a skit/interview or whatever you want unless you review.

Then I send you one personally and made just for you.

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Remember what he said...

Author: Then the readers better review, huh?

Dean: Yes, they better. Or else they'll find out the two scariest words in the english language.

Author: And what are they?

Dean: Dean Fucking Winchester.

Author: Ummm, that's three words.

Dean: Shut up.