Chapter 4: The Fight

Once we picked up Sam we went to Julie's house.

"Hello, I'm Dean Anderson, this is Sam Owen and Annie Rees, we are investigating the death of Valerie Jennings and Jack Hugo. Is Julie Tindall here by any chance? We have a few questions for her." Dean said. He was good at this whole name and act thing.

"Sure I will go get her. Come in please." The lady at the door said.

We went inside to the small but cozy house and stood in the living room. The lady returned with a girl of about seventeen with her. She looked almost drained, as if she had no feeling, life or personality.

"Julie, these are some people who are investigating Val's death, they want to talk to you." The lady said.

"Why just Val? Why not Hillary, or Rose and all of my other friends who have been killed." She said coldly.

"It's not just Valerie, it is also the boy who was in the car with her Jack?" Julie stiffened up at his name.

"Ok, I'll listen."

We all sat down in the living room and began talking.

"So who was this Jack?" Sam asked.

"He was Valerie's over protective step brother. See, he didn't agree with the way she did things, probably comes from his dad. He was definitely what you would call a chauvinist. And Val was very independent, as was our entire group. See the other girls in this town are so dependent on their boyfriends, which are most the jerks who end up getting them pregnant then leaving town. That's just how it is around here. Val, Rose, Hillary, Sara, Melinda, Karmen, Remy, Celia and me were the only ones who broke that 'unspoken' rule. Val was sort of the leader of it all, and we just kind of followed her. It was funny because the guys clung to us and the girls hated us. But our high school experience was the best ever. And now, Remy and I are the only ones left." She told us, the tears were forming in her eyes.

"But the newspaper states all of them to be quiet and standoffish, not independent and care-free." Dean stated.

"That's because at the graduation after-party, we kind of got into it with Val. See Jack followed her there, insisting she didn't need to be alone. But by the time he got there she was so wasted. He tried to pull her out of there, which didn't work. Then we got into it with Jack. And he threatened to call the cops on the party. So Val agreed to leave. But she wouldn't let Jack drive. We all argued with her on it. Saying she was to drunk and angry. But she didn't listen. And look how it turned out." The tears fell down her face now. "Anyways, we felt responsible for her death. I mean one of us could have driven her home, or talked Jack down, or called some one, but we let her go."

"Thank you Julie." I said before getting up to leave.

"Wait, are you going to find out who killed Rose, and Hillary and Sara and Melinda and Karmen and Celia?" She named off these girls in half a second I swear.

"We are going to try." Dean said. Then we left.

"Poor girl." Sam said from the front seat, which I had kindly given up.

"Yea, she's been through a lot." Dean said.

"It's Jack." I said blantly.

"What?" They said in unison.

"Think about it. 1) he was a chauvinist, 2) he hated that the girls had a mind of their own 3) he sure sounds like he would be an evil son of a bitch, and 4).. well I haven't gotten that far yet but I know its him." I said.

They laughed at me some.

"I believe you. But the question is, how do we get proof." Sam said.

"Well, we could just torch both the graves and then call it good." Dean suggested.

"Yea but Sam's right, it would be nice to have proof." I said. After that we sat in comfortable silence as classic rock filled the car.

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I was exhausted. Once I got back to the room I took a shower, put on my pajama's and crashed.

A couple hours after I fell asleep, I woke up to find my room so hot I couldn't stand it.

"What the.."I whispered as I got up to adjust the thermostat. I got up to the wall and heard something behind me. I slowly turned around to find a floating crow bar heading for my head.

"Oh crap" I said before ducking and screaming. I grabbed a nearby wooden chair and hit in the direction of the crow bar. It must have knocked the thing off it's feet.

"Feisty aren't we? God girls like you get on my nerves. In fact, they kill me." Yep, I was right, it was Jack.

"Well since your dead why don't you just leave us alone." I said. Following the crowbar,

"Because I'm just not satisfied yet." He said. Then the crowbar disappeared. I kept looking, but I didn't see it, then it was right in front of my face. I screamed before getting hit and blacking out.

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(Dean's POV)

I heard a scream so loud it woke me up.

'Annie…' I thought. I jumped up, grabbed a gun and woke up Sam.

"Sammy, wake up we have to go. It's Annie." Sam quickly jumped up and we headed to the room next to us. Once we had kicked down the door we saw her lying there on the ground with blood on her head.

"Oh my god." I said as I ran over to her. "Sam, got anything on that spirit?" I asked since he was holding the detector.

"He's not here Dean." Sam said.

"Crap!" I exclaimed. Then I looked back down at Annie. She was still alive. That jerk had just knocked her out.

"Annie? Annie can you hear me?" I asked. She moaned a little and I gently picked her up and held her in my arms.

"Oww.." She said as she slowly opened her eyes. "God this hurts worse then a hangover." I laughed at her a little.

"You're going to be ok." I told her. Then I lifted her up and laid her down on her bed.

"Guys, it was Jack." She said, before passing back out. I looked at Sam.

"K do you want me to stay with her and you go get rid of him, or do you want me to do it and you stay with her?" He asked me.

"I'll do it." I said before going back to our room, grabbing my stuff and drove to the cemetery.

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(Sam's POV)

I had never ever seen my brother act like this with a girl. He acted like he might actually care. Sure, he had still been slightly cocky and ignorant, but that was just him. But the look on his face when he saw Annie lying on the ground was priceless. He looked more scared then I have ever seen him in my life, and Dean did not get scared.

I got a cold rag and placed it on her forehead. At that moment I took in her true beauty. She was flawless in basically every way. But there was something different about her, something I hadn't seen in anyone ever before. And it made me curious.

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(Dean's POV)

I got to the graveyard, torched the grave. Problem solved. Onto the next case. I was however a little disappointed that I didn't get to fight that Jack kid. I don't care if he was a spirit. No one hurts some one I care about and gets away with it.

Wait… did I just say I care about Annie? After only knowing her for 12 hours I cared about her?

This was weirder then any case I had ever taken.