Race to Kill
Disclaimer: Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke.
Chapter Three
"So we're looking at one of the sons?" Athena asked hesitant to bring up the topic. It had taken all of yesterday for Sam to get Dean's feathers smoothed out. Autumn was playing with her CD player, Dean was collapsed across her bed with his dad's journal, and Sam had himself propped up against the wall his computer on his lap. Athena herself was pacing the room trying to figure out why her room was considered safe territory.
"Yea, I guess. But no one knows where the bodies are according to the story." Autumn said tucking one ear phone behind her ear so she could hear the conversation and her collection of country cheating songs.
"I doubt they're in graves with out any marker at all." Sam said after a moments silence. "I'm looking at the towns web page, and the family who originally owned the house was one of the founding families, they were generally well loved and respected. Which is why the house is still standing."
"That only means the town's people wouldn't have liked them to be buried unmarked. It don't mean it didn't happen. I mean, seriously dude, they were still hanging people with out so much as a trial. It wouldn't have been a big deal. Son number one screws son number two's wife. Son number two tells daddy who gets ticked off. Daddy and all sons excluding son number one plan and execute son number one and number two's wife. They ditch the bodies as conveniently as possible end of story." Autumn sounded bored, as if this was an open shut case.
"Encasing a body in the chimney isn't convenient." Dean mumbled.
"Just as easy as digging a hole. Hell, Dean, they could have cut them up and fed them to the pigs for all we know." Autumn countered.
"Feed them to the pigs? Who feeds people to pigs?" Athena exchanged looks with Sam, their elders were off.
"Pigs digest bone. That's why Clifton sent his wife through the wood chipper and fed them remains to his neighbors hogs. It saves all the trouble of someone finding the body." Autumn shot. She'd been obsessed with the Clifton murders. The man had found his wife in bed with his best friend killed her, fed her to the hogs, then beat his best friend to death, and called 911 just before sucking on the end of a pistol. It took three months before anyone figured out what had happened to the wife's body.
"They didn't have wood chippers, Autumn."
"No, they didn't but there were seven grown men, full of adrenaline. That's better than a wood chipper. What's your problem anyway? I got the story and all I have to do is make a phone call and we don't have to break in to check the place out. So where's the big issue?"
"You can't just trust these people!" Dean said forcing himself up. He stalked over to the door never taking his eyes off of Autumn.
"I'm a big girl, I'll trust who I want." Dean growled at her response and left slamming the door. "What?" she asked when she saw Sam and Athena watching her.
"Nothing." Sam said hiding in his computer.
"I swear, Autumn, you've lost your marbles." Athena told her sister. "Might as well make the call now. Tomorrow morning or something."
Autumn pulled the number from her pocket and grabbed her cell. She couldn't figure out what she'd done wrong. Which normally wasn't a problem. Normally she lived in fear of having done everything wrong. Right now though all she saw was Dean in the wrong. She didn't get a hold of him instead his brother answered the phone. She told him who she was and asked that Curtis call her back as soon as possible. The man agreed to pass on the message and hung up. Afterwards she went to find some sort of gift in town for Billy-Jack's kids, since she was going to be spending a few days with him might as well keep on his good side. She hadn't been back at the inn ten minutes when her cell rang.
"Hello?" she didn't recognize the number.
"Hey, it's Curt." a familiar voice said on the other end.
"Oh, hey."
"T'sup?" he asked. She was on her bed trying to wrap the hand made rag dolls and only succeeding in taping herself to everything in reach.
"Not much, just wondering when we could get a walk through."
"I'm busy tonight, Bell's calf was born this morning and it's awful sick so I need to stick close the first 24 hours, other wise my dad'll kill the poor thing. But tomorrow I'm free until seven-ish."
"I'm sorry to hear that. Uh how about sometime around ten in the morning?"
"Sounds great. I gave my final statement this afternoon."
"Must be ruff having those images in your head." she heard a chuckle on the other end of the line.
"It's no picnic. But everything happens for a reason right? If I hadn't found those kids and someone else had, we may never have met."
"I guess that's true." Autumn smiled. Even though he couldn't see it, and flipped her hair off her shoulders.
"You're not going to ask what I'm doing tomorrow night?"
"No, I barely know you. It's none of my business." she told him giving up on her project.
"Do you shoot?" he asked after a second's silence.
"Depends on what we're talking about." someone knocked on the door and she got up to go answer it.
"Like weapons." he said as if the mere idea was dangerous. She gave a short chuckle and opened the door. She waved in her sister.
"Yea, I do a bit of shooting. Why?"
"Tomorrow night, why don't you come to my place, around 7, I teach archery to some of the local kids, you know keeps them busy."
"Oh, I don't know. I'm not sure what we're going to be doing. This is sort of a big project for me." Athena picked up one of the dolls and looked at Autumn questioningly.
"Okay, how about this: there's no pressure, if you can get away come see me. If not, maybe some other time."
"That sounds good."
"Then I'll see you tomorrow morning?"
"Yea, defiantly. Oh… Can I bring my dog?"
"Your dog?" he didn't seem to understand the purpose of a dog.
"Yea, they are very perceptive to the paranormal. I could confirm the presence of something abnormal if I could bring him."
"As long as the little guy is house trained bring him along."
"Mkay, thanks. I'll see you in the morning, Curtis."
"Bye." she shut her phone and looked at her sister.
"What's up?" she asked setting back to her wrapping.
"Not much. What's this?" she was still holding the doll.
"The one in the blue dress is for Kendra, the pink dress is from Kellie, and the yellow dress is for Kayla, somewhere I have a little wooden car for Nick." Athena raised her brow and nodded. "What? Martha was my friend, and Billy and I were close. Beside all that they're family and these kids are our god-children."
"No, its just not you." Athena answered sitting on her sister's bed and taking over the wrapping.
"What isn't me?"
"Impressing three guys at once. I mean, this isn't like when we were kids and you did everything you could to out shoot, out spit, or knock out the guys on our street just to prove you were as good as they were. Dean, Billy-Jack, and Curtis…" Athena trailed off.
"Billy-Jack and I have been over for centuries, I'm just toying with Curtis somewhere in that little head of his has to be useful information, and Dean is just a friend. Athena, you know all of this." Athena shrugged.
"Put your finger here." Autumn complied holding down the edge of the paper, "I know what you say, and I know what I see. Just be careful, Autty."
"This is about Dean flipping out this morning isn't it? I didn't do anything wrong, you know? I mean you heard what he made Sam do with that Sarah girl when they went after the killer painting. This is no different. Sometimes you just have to use a person in order to get what you need."
"I suppose. But just be careful, Sam didn't make mistakes. Sarah didn't know he was just doing it for information. If Curtis finds out he might call the cops, that is if he finds out we're not actually with Unexplained Mysteries."
"You don't trust me…"
"I trust you plenty. I'm just saying watch your ass." Athena finished wrapping the doll and reached her hand out for the other one. Autumn put the doll in her sisters hand and looked at Athena as if she still didn't believe her.
"Don't lie to me Teenie. Could you do this?"
"Finger." Autumn put her finger in the same place it had been on the previous doll. "I'm not saying I want to. I'm just saying, Autty, watch your ass. It's not that hard to understand. I don't want to spend the night in a jail cell or anything. I'm sure you can pull it off I just don't want to get caught."
"So you're worrying?"
"Yeah… basically."
"Whatever. Where are the boys?"
"Dean's with the granddaughter, she wanted him to taste something or other, I don't know. Sam is in his room talking to Sarah on the phone."
"Seriously! You didn't go with Dean? He could be tasting anything!" Athena rolled her eyes.
"Dean is down get his rifle fixed, the trigger is sticking." Autumn relaxed.
"What about Sammy?"
"I wasn't lying about that. He's talking with her, on the phone, all alone in his room, with the door locked, and FYI she called him." Athena said as if it really didn't matter.
"We meet Curtis at his place at 10 tomorrow."
"John can come?" Autumn nodded. "Good. Why don't you head down and see what's for dinner, I'll finish up here?" Autumn left for the kitchen and Athena finished up the wrapping.