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Mullet Rock

Chapter Five:

Allie showed them around the park even taking them on the driving tour and showing them the animals that for the most part ranged free around the many acres of the place. They were walking by the gift shop again when Dean noticed that the police had finally left. The yellow crime scene tape was still in place ushering guests away from that part of the park. Dean caught Sam's eye motioned to him that he intended to enter the building.

"Hey Allie," Sam said. "Are you hungry?"

"I… I don't know if I could eat," she told him.

"Come on you need to eat something," Sam said. "I'm buying. What about you Dean?"

"No," Dean replied. "You two go ahead. I ah… I think I'll check out the alligators."

As soon as Allie and Sam were out of sight Dean skirted around to the back of the gift shop, picked the lock and entered the back room. He pulled out his EMF meter and began a slow tour of the building. Nothing was registering on his EMF but that wasn't really surprising since most things only registered on it at night when they were most powerful.

It was a gift shop pretty much like any other he'd ever seen. Not that he'd spent much time in them but still, it had the same thing every other gift shop had. Shelves of souvenirs ranging from coffee mugs to t-shirts with lots of stuffed animals which he guessed made sense since this was an animal park.

It also sported a very unhealthy dose of blood. In fact as he looked around he had a difficult time not stepping in the blood that covered the floor of the gift shop. It was hard to believe that all that could come from one person. There were blood smears and splatters practically everywhere. He saw where the woman's body had been dragged across the floor and placed on a shelf. It was obvious that she was still alive when she'd been set there because of the sheer amount of blood that had dripped from the shelf to the floor.

Dean used the camera on his phone to take pictures of the inside of the gift shop so they could go over them in more detail later. He made sure to take pictures of the contents of the shop too. If it was a spirit attached to something or a cursed object then it had to be something inside the shop, something that had arrived in the shop sometime in the last three or four weeks.

Voices sounded from outside and deciding it was time to leave Dean was headed for the rear entrance when he spotted a section of the gift shop that made him pause and snap off several more pictures. It was an African art section filled with idols, statues, masks and books. "Oh, yeah," he muttered to himself. "If I was a haunted object, this is where I'd be. Talk about creepy."

A key turned in the front door as Dean pulled out his EMF one last time. The barest of beeps on the device was enough to tell him something in this section was more than what it seemed. The door was pushed open and he quietly left out the back and made his way to the alligator pit to meet Sam and Allie.

They weren't there but he spotted them at the petting zoo across from the alligator pit. He smiled as he watched Sam with Allie. She was holding a cup that must have contained food of some sort for the goats and sheep in the pen because they were surrounded by them. One of them stood up on its hind legs putting its front legs on Allie's chest in an attempt to reach the cup. She raised it high over her head and laughed in delight. Sam too was enjoying himself. Dean heard his laugh join hers as a second goat rammed the first one knocking it off Allie. "Are they always this crazy?" he heard his brother ask her.

"No," she replied happily. "This is kind of mild. You should see it when they get the whole herd out here."

"No thanks," Sam laughed. "This is plenty."

Unwilling to interrupt them Dean stood at the alligator pit and for the first time looked at the creatures in the pit. "Damn!" he exclaimed to himself looking at the twelve and fourteen foot creatures in the pit. "I'd hate to come across one of you guys in the wild."

"Don't worry," Allie said walking up to him with Sam in tow. "Most of them don't grow that big. Monty's been here most of his life being hand fed. He hasn't missed any meals."

"That's good to know," Dean said with a grin. "Because I'd hate like hell to come across one of these while I was taking a walk with a pretty girl."

She laughed at him. "Don't go walking in any swamps and you should be okay," she replied. "Listen guys, I really need to get back to work. I appreciate you coming out and listening to me."

"No problem," Dean asked. "Hey Allie, can I ask a question. I know it's kind of morbid, but I'm just curious. What was the price that was stuck on… on the girl that died."

Sam's eyes widened at his brothers heartless question. He had just spent the past hour trying to get the girl to forget about the incident and he brings it back up with a question like that. "Dean," he said warningly to his brother.

"It's okay Sam," Allie said looking at Sam. "I ah… I was curious myself." She turned back to Dean and told him. "It was 1499.99. It was the tag from one of the masks in the African art section, the highest priced object in the store but the price wasn't worth her life."

"No," Dean said seriously. "No amount of money is worth someone's life."

"You guys enjoy the park I've really got to get back to work," she said. "Sam, call me. I'm off at six."

Dean watched his brother watch Allie walk away. Sam's eyes stayed on the girl's rump as she sashayed away. She turned back to look at him once more just before turning a corner and disappearing out of sight. "Damn if that wasn't a walking invitation," Dean told Sam clapping him on the back. "That girl's got it bad for you Sammy!"

Deciding not to pursue that line of conversation Sam changed the subject. "So what'd you find out?"

"Not much," he replied as they headed for the parks exit. "I didn't get anything on the EMF except a single chirp at the African art section. I'm thinking something there is cursed."

"Yeah," Sam said. "I bet the EMF will be lit up like a Christmas tree when we come back tonight."

"She said the price tag came off one of the masks," Dean said. "You need to see what you can find out about them. Oh… and see if Allie can tell you which mask it came from."

"How am I supposed to do that?"

"She said call her," Dean replied with a grin. "So call her. Taker her out tonight and see what else you can find out."

"You mean use her," Sam replied stiffly as he approached the passenger side door of the Impala.

"No," Dean explained reaching for the handle on the driver's side and looking at his brother over the roof of the car. "I mean get the information necessary to save her life. Sam, sometimes the people we save have to help, whether they know they're doing it or not."

Sam ran his hand through his hair and sighed. This was the part of the job he hated the most. Lying and subterfuge to get the answers required to accomplish the jobs. He understood the need but that didn't make it any easier. A thought occurred to him as he opened the door and got in the car. "What are you going to be doing while I do all the research on this one?"

"Sandy," Dean replied.

"What about her?" Sam asked. "You have a date?"

"Not exactly," his brother replied. "You asked what I was going to be doing. I'm going to be doing…"

"Dean!" Sam exclaimed. "Do not finish that sentence."

"Sandy," Dean said ignoring his brother.

A/N I know, I know. It's taking me way to long to complete the chapters now that I'm back home. There are so many distractions here! Including my two year old little niece who is already a big fan of Sam and Dean! She loves supernatural as much as I do and it's so cute when one of the boys gets hurt she throws her hands in the air and yells, "Oh, No! Oh, no!" Then when she sees they are find she lets out this exaggerated sigh that makes me laugh.