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The Hamilton Inn
Chapter eleven
"What the hell is going on Sam?"
"I had another vision."
"I can see that." Dean handed Sam a tissue for his bloody nose. "What the hell did she want?" Dean knew Sam was convinced that Evelyn Hamilton was innocent and that she was trying to show him who really did burn down the inn, but Dean wasn't so sure. It wouldn't be the first time a spirit tried to lead them down the wrong path.
"She showed me another vision…. It wasn't Hamilton who burned the inn down….it was his son."
"His son?"
"Yeah…. He saw his father murder his mother, at least that's what my vision showed me….Then I think he locked the doors and windows while his father was having his ceremony in the basement and killed his father and his followers in revenge for his mother's death." Sam clicked on the old newspaper files for the Hamilton family. "It says here that after the fire a son, Robert, was turned over to an aunt since his father was now dead and his mother was missing. …I didn't pay much attention to it when I read it the first time; just like everyone else I was sure it was Evelyn who started the fire." Sam clicked on additional files. The boy was almost sixteen at the time of the fires and it says here….." Sam looked over at Dean. "He committed suicide a month later."
"Between seeing his mom get killed and killing all those people I can understand why….Well let's find his grave and end this thing once and for all."
"Damn it!"
"What?"
"It says he was buried in Monroe, Oregon….his aunt's home town." Sam once more looked over at Dean. "It would take days to get there, and even if we flew it would take hours."
Dean swallowed hard at the thought of flying; he hated it and would rather drive for days then hop on a plane for a few hours.
"I got a plan."
"You do?"
"Yeah….I say we burn this place down before Robert has a chance to."
"Are you nuts? We can't just burn the inn down, what if we get caught?"
"We just have to hope we don't." When he saw that Sam wasn't convinced he added. "It might be the only way."
Sam realized that was probably true.
"So how do you want to do this?"
"I say we take some of those smoke bombs we have in the trunk and toss them in the basement. Then we pull the alarm and get everyone out of here, it should take the fire department at least twenty minutes to get here. Then once everyone is out of here we light her up."
"Is that the best plan you have?"
"Right now, yeah."
"I guess we don't have a choice then."
"It's the only way to stop this thing Sam. More then likely the son is going to burn it down anyway and at least if we do it no one gets hurt."
"Well then let's get it over with."
A short time later
They took smoke bombs out of their car then set them off in the basement, they then hurried upstairs to alert the clerk at the desk.
"There's a small fire in the basement…We already notified the fire department." Dean said as he grabbed a fire extinguisher. "Don't worry, we should be able to take care of it."
"But just to be safe you better get everyone out of the building just in case." Sam added.
"Oh my God!" The clerk could see smoke snaking out from under the basement door. He reached up and pulled the Inn's fire alarm.
The brothers knew from the fire alarm's design that it would only alert the inn's guests and wasn't directly hooked up to the fire department. They knew once the fire was started and the flames and smoke became visible the fire department would arrive on the scene but hopefully by then the inn would be empty and fully engulfed in flames.
Within seconds the inn began to empty out. Sam ran upstairs to make sure everyone got out safely while Dean ran to the basement pretending to try and put out the flames but instead started to pour gasoline throughout the basement. They knew the only sure way to make sure no one died, was to burn the inn down before the dance.
A few minutes later Sam came downstairs after first making sure the upstairs was now empty of guests. The only ones still in the building were the clerk, Dean, and himself.
"You better get out of here; we'll take care of this." Sam said as he started to head toward the basement to help his brother.
"Why?" The clerk came from around the desk and walked slowly toward Sam. "Why would I want to leave?"
TBC