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The Hamilton Inn

Chapter two

The brothers booked a room at the inn then Sam pulled out his computer to see if they could find any information on the late Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton. Maybe they could find some clue as to where Hamilton buried his wife. If they could it should just be an easy case of digging her up and salting and burning her bones before the dance.

Dean wandered around the inn to get a feel of it while Sam dug for any information he could find. Dean returned an hour later with a six pack of beer he had picked up at the bar in the inn.

"Find anything out?" He asked as he handed Sam a beer.

Sam took a swig of the beer before answering.

"Well I found out Mr. Hamilton was quite a colorful character."

"How so?" Dean sat on the bed across from his brother.

"Well it appears he was suspected of holding black magic ceremonies in the basement of his inn." Sam looked over at his brother. "It seems like he also was into the ladies….in more ways then one."

"Sounds like my type of guy, except of course for the black magic stuff." Dean said grinning.

"It says the neighbors often heard him and his wife fighting about his extra marital activities."

"Could be the reason he killed her and it could be a reason she came back and wanted him dead."

"But why did she kill everybody else?"

"Maybe if he was really into black magic, then maybe the people at the dance were too and his wife decided to take them all down at once." Dean suggested

"Could be, or it could have been just a tragic fire."

"Then what about the second fire?"

"Just a coincidence."

"Do you really believe that?"

"No….but anything's possible….A lot of things we investigate have a simple explanation and aren't supernatural."

"Hey you're the one that wanted to look into this…. Why the sudden doubt?"

"I really don't know." Sam gave a little laugh. "It's just that there are tons of legends out there and more then 99% of them are just that….legends, no truth at all to them."

"Why all of a sudden are you playing skeptic? You know what's out there as well as I do."

Instead of answering Dean, Sam got up and walked over to his bag where he pulled out some aspirin and swallowed them down with a gulp of beer.

"You sick?"

"No….just a bad headache all of a sudden."

Dean's face was etched with worry as he looked at his brother, he remembered the bad headaches Sam used to get and it usually was tied to his psychic abilities.

"It's not one of those…."

"Dean it's just a headache that's all." Sam interrupted him. "Probably from looking at the computer too long."

"Okay….just asking, you don't have to get all defensive about it."

"I'm not getting all defensive….Can't I just have an ordinary headache without you thinking it's some kind of psychic thing?"

The truth was Sam was scared. His headache had come on suddenly, just like his psychic headaches used to, but he didn't want Dean to know….he didn't want him to start worrying about him.

"Maybe you need to get out of here for awhile….get a little fresh air."

"Sounds good." Sam walked to the door then turned around when he noticed Dean following him. "I don't need a babysitter."

Dean put up his hands and stepped backward.

"Just thought you might like the company."

"I'll be fine Dean." Sam stepped out of the room and pulled the door shut behind him. He didn't want to jump on Dean but the truth was his headache was getting worse.

Sam headed down to the beach hoping the ocean air would take some of the pain away. The sun was just setting and the scene was beautiful as he slowly walked along the beach.

Dean wasn't about to let his brother wander off on his own. He had learned his lesson long ago that bad things usually happened when they separated. He followed Sam at a safe distance hoping he wouldn't turn around and see him. He watched as his brother picked up a few pebbles and tossed them into the ocean, then as he turned and looked out into the sea. Dean followed Sam's gaze and watched as a misty substance began materializing right above the water. The mist eventually turned into the form of a woman. He began running toward his brother as the form began slowly moving toward Sam. Dean watched in horror as Sam fell to his knees and as his hands went up to his temples, it was obvious that he was in severe pain. Dean reached his brother just as he began coughing up water and gasping for air.

"Sam!"

TBC