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It was 8:30 in the morning when Jenn and Dean coasted into Eerie the next day. It had been a long drive from where they were in Virginia and for some reason the place seemed almost hidden.
"Finally" Jenn blurted out when she saw the sign for the town pass by them as they drove into town.
"Tell me about it." Dean replied. "I could go for a coffee right now… or a Motrin"
Jenn grimaced at him and put her finger up shaking it in aggravation.
"Well that's what you get for not letting me drive some Dean! You coulda used the rest!"
"You don't know me that well yet do you Jennifer… no one drives this car but me… well Sam sometimes I guess but that's just to make him happy." Dean smirked and she slapped him on the arm hard.
"You men and their cars! I swear! I wouldn't hurt it! I'd be more worried about you falling asleep at the wheel and killing us both! Especially with your concussion and all."
"Ok mother… Well I let you listen to a few of your own songs didn't I? And this is the thanks I get?"
"Oh that was such a sacrifice wasn't it?"
Dean looked over at Jenn who at the moment had her arms crossed in anger.
"Actually yes it was." He threw back at her to egg her on. Actually her music choice wasn't completely terrible but jamming out to Gavin DeGraw would certainly ruin his reputation if he were ever caught.
"Oh shove it." She added as they hit the main street.
Dean let out a laugh and turned his attention back to the road.
"Ok. One of the first things my brother would do is visit the library. He has this thing with researching. Drives me nuts but he's good at it. So he'd check the local newspapers for anything going on around here. We should go there first. Anything he could have found in there should help lead us in his direction."
"You're the boss…"
…
It wasn't hard to find the library in town. The large old building stood out on the towns' main street and Dean pulled the Impala into a parking spot nearby.
"What ever I say in there… Go with it ok?" Dean said as he reached into the glove compartment and pulled out a box.
"Ok… but what…"
Jenn didn't have to continue as she took stock of the amount of fake ID's that rested in a large pile in the box. Dean shuffled through and pulled out what looked to her to be a cops badge and looked up at the hunter.
"Don't ask…" he said and opened the door of the car.
"Probably safer not to." She mumbled and did the same, escaping from the passenger seat of the Impala and followed him silently into the library.
As soon as the two entered the building they walked over to the help desk. A sweet middle-aged librarian looked up from her work and smiled wide at the two before speaking.
"Hello there! Can I hope you with something?"
Dean smiled back and relaxed a tad. This woman was harmless. He most likely wouldn't need to show the badge. This lady would probably believe anything he told her.
"Yes Ma'am…" He began just as sweetly as her greeting. "Me and… uh… My sister here were looking for some information. Maybe you can help us?"
"Well if its Information you want then you've come to the right place!" She mused and lifted her hands up to gesture to the Library as a whole. "We have quite a bit of it here." She joked with a wink his direction.
Dean let out a forced laugh and nodded.
"I guess we have."
Jenn just stood back smiling and enjoying Dean work. The man amused her to death and she was glad so far he didn't flash the fake ID.
"Well honey! Lets have it then? What are you looking for?"
"My sister and I were looking to find any info we could on three missing women. They were from here and…"
Dean stopped speaking, pausing to take in the woman's features sinking.
…She knew something…
"… umm… and we were just wondering if we could look through your newspaper achieves."
"Sweetie I don't know if you'll find too much on that."
"Oh yea? Why is that?" Dean asked while faking confusion and trying his best to get as much information out of her as he possibly could.
"They don't like to talk about things like that in this area too much."
"Why is that if you don't mind my asking?"
The librarian sighed with a sad smile and ushered Dean and Jenn to come over to a large table and sit down with her.
"Ok What I'm going to tell you deserves an open mind."
Dean actually let out an honest to goodness laugh at her comment and put a soothing hand on the woman's shoulder.
"Ma'am you wont find a more open mind then mine."
She smiled back at the handsome hunter and took her gaze away to collect her thoughts.
"Joyce… my name is Joyce." She added before continuing. "You can quit the 'Ma'am' stuff."
"Ok Joyce" Dean couldn't help but think this woman was a serious trip.
"There is a road…. That… people say is haunted." She began. "A lot of locals avoid driving it because they believe the stories they've heard about it." Dean and Jenn watched the woman's eyes tear up slightly at the mention of this haunted road.
"What kind of stories?" Dean asked while trying to show as much sympathy to her as he could. He didn't want to seem cold to her since obviously this topic was sensitive with her but he also wanted to find Sam as soon as possible.
"Weird things. Like the road would flood but there are no lakes or rivers in that area and it didn't rain. Trees fall down mysteriously. And I… I lost my son on that road."
Tears started to pour down the woman's face and Jenn jumped into action pulling a tissue from her pocket and offered it to her.
"Thanks…" She murmured to Jenn, accepting the fresh tissue.
Dean looked up at Jenn. His expression was easy to decode and she smiled at him. He gestured to the tissue wondering how she was so well equip all the time.
"Nurse remember? She whispered at him.
Dean rolled his eyes playfully before turning his focus back on Joyce.
"I'm sorry Joyce. I know how it feels to lose a family member. I can't imagine the pain for a child."
"Its alright hun… you didn't do it." She sniffed. "Well anyways. I believe that those three girls might have gone down that road too. Though you two are the first people I've told about that. Others would think I'm insane I guess. The cops round' these parts want to keep it as far away from anything to do with that road as they can. You see… its bad for the town if people get wind that something might be haunted. Tourism will go down."
"Yea… well a lot of people can't believe things like that exist Joyce. I'm sure they think the thought of a haunted road is ludicrous." Dean Added.
Joyce huffed at the unfairness of it all and shifted in the wooden chair.
"People are blind. It's right there in front of them. I think they are just scared to death. This stuff just started up I'd say around 3 months ago. They don't know what to think of it yet. And with those girls going missing they are grasping at straws."
Dean's eyes widened. "Did you say the stuff on that road just started a few months ago?"
"Yea... why? Some people were blaming the farmers that owned land in the area. Farming has gone under around here in the past few years and some figured they created the floods and stuff to get some sort of land insurance. But those people have moved on. No one even lives on that road anymore."
"Huh… Joyce? Do you mind me asking how your son died?"
"He… He was allergic to bees… And he got attacked by a swarm of them on that road."
Sam headed down the stairs to the kitchen with more energy in his step then normal. Somehow… someway he had a feeling in his bones that today was important. The young hunter couldn't wait to get going. He had even put the terrible dream he had of his brother out of his mind. He knew the witch was around somewhere. He just knew it. And this time he would get the upper hand.
He had the element of surprise first of all. And secondly he'd made sure the lighter in his pocket was full of lighter fluid. He had picked up a gallon of Gasoline too last night and currently it was waiting for him in the rental to be used on that bitch.
Today was a good day for some revenge.
When Sam entered the kitchen he figured he'd find Tracy creating a breakfast masterpiece. But instead she sat at the Table sipping on what looked to Sam like Coffee.
"Good morning." He said with a smile. He waited for a reply, figuring it would be as cheerful as his greeting but what he got back in return was far from pleasant.
"Wonderful…" She said in a snippy voice and sipped some more coffee, staring at the kitchen wall.
"Tracy? What's wrong? I figured you'd still be excited about today."
"Oh… yea I'm ecstatic."
The Sarcasm wasn't lost on Sam. After all, his brother had enough to go around most of the time.
"I was expecting to come downstairs and have you force feed me some more. Not hungry?"
"Find your own breakfast. I'm not the maid."
"Are you ok?"
"Peachy… lets get this over with ok?"
"Ummm… Ok."
Maybe she was scared. He had no idea but Tracy was not acting like herself. Sure he knew she had a cold harsh side to her but it was more of a motherly closed off coldness. He would have never figured her to be a mean and angry person but this morning she clearly woke up on the wrong side of the bed… if she even slept at all.
Sam caught the bags under her eyes and sighed.
"Did you sleep at all last night?"
Tracy stood up and put her mug in the sink, still not bothering to look Sam in the eye.
"I got enough. Lets go."
"Tracy if you aren't on your toes I can't let you go. I can't risk anything happening to you."
Right about then Sam was anticipating a rant fest from her; complete with a large hissy fit on how this was her fight too. But it never came.
"I'm fine… Lets go I said."
Sam didn't have a chance to respond. Tracy walked out the door of the house and headed to the Rental car leaving Sam standing there in confusion.
"I'm sorry Joyce." Dean said while he let his mind go crazy. All of this started not too long ago. If it DID have something to do with Organa then it made sense. She'd get back to her job of stealing woman's life forces as soon as possible and with Sam and himself out of the way she probably had been having a field day creating destruction wherever she went.
But why would she "haunt a road?" It wasn't in a Witch's nature to do something like that. Floods and Bee attacks weren't the norm.
"Its ok… I know the friend of those three girls. They were inseparable. I sort of helped bring up the girl and her friends were always over to my house with her. We've been helping each other through these hard times. My husband is trying to help but he has trouble showing emotions. So its just me and Tracy sometimes." She smiled through her slowing tears.
"She knew all three of the girls? Really?" Dean was starting to get concerned. If the witch WAS here and had something to do with that road then he was more then sure she took those three girls. And now that he'd found out there was an other girl connected to all of this it was important he found her. She'd probably be next.
"Joyce… You said your friends name is Tracy. Do you know how I could reach her?"
"Reach her? Why?"
"I think she might be in danger. Have you heard from her lately?"
"Umm… No. Not for a couple days. She said she was waiting on someone coming to visit her. Someone that could help her. You see… I gave her a number to someone who I was told could help figure out what was going on with her friends. I figured I'd give her and that person some time. If he could really help then I didn't want to get in the way."
'Sam' Deans mind screamed at him. Could she really be talking about Sam?
"If you don't mind me asking… do you remember the number to this guy you told her about?"
"Hell honey I remember the name! Winchester… My husband likes guns." She added with a proud smile.
Dean's head whipped around to look at Jenn. Their expressions matched and the librarian did not overlook the glance.
"Do you have an address for your friend Joyce?" The hunter's voice betrayed him. His question came out sounding more desperate then he would have liked. But he was so close! His brother was near. He just knew it!
"Why would you want that?" Obviously it couldn't be that easy could it? This woman didn't even know them from a hole in the wall. Why would he expect she'd just give him the woman's address? Dean sat a minute locking eyes with the older woman thinking of some stupid lie he could give her.
But after a few uncomfortable seconds of silence Dean came to the conclusion that Sammy's way of doing things was going to be the only thing that worked this time.
The truth was his only option.
"My name is Winchester." He admitted softly. His hazel eyes still held her gaze. "My brother is helping your friend Tracy and I have to find them."
"Oh dear! Ok here hang on I'll write it down! Why didn't you just tell me son!"
Dean shrugged and watched as the woman pulled a notepad close to her and jotted down the information.
He was finally going to get to his brother… it was too good to be true. With all of the shit happening lately to keep him from Sam he was finally going to be back with his little brother.
Jenn watched Deans eyes light up as he accepted the paper from the old woman...
I'm sorry. I promised Dean and Sam would be back together this chapter but I'm going to have to go back on that. My apologies. This got a bit longer then expected and the next part is just as long. So bare with me! I'm going to keep writing today though. I have an open schedule and a lazy attitude this afternoon so hopefully I can get the next chapter up in the next day or so.
Believe me this time I swear! Lol
I'm sorry If this chapter was hard to follow. It had a lot of information in it and it was VERY HARD to write.
Actually I don't even like it... but it was needed. That's why it took so long. I was dreading having to pull crap outta my ass that needed to be said lol
Let me know if you have any questions or what you think.
Ok heading back to my Microsoft word!