Chapter 2 Pilot –Part 2
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Spoiler alert of the show Supernatural.
SPN
10 Years Later,
The black 1967 Impala's light shuts down once it got parked in the parking of Stanford University. Inside, a little ten year old girl is sound asleep, sprawled in the back seat covered with a black comfy blanket.
Sitting in the driver's seat, her older brother, Dean, glanced at her, smiling at how young she looked when she was asleep. He wanted to wake her up, not wanting to leave her alone the car in the middle of the night, but he knew he was not going to be long.
He got out of the car, making sure twice the doors were locked before going up to the good floor and breaking in through the window. Dean was not trying to be quiet like he usually would be, he walked in the kitchen grinning to himself when he felt the other presence close to him.
The other man crept behind Dean grabbing his shoulder, but Dean easily gets out of his hold and throws a punch towards the man, who also dodge. The two men fight until Dean pins down the man on the floor, one arm on the guy's neck and the other on his wrists.
"Whoa, easy tiger" he said.
"Dean?"
Dean laughs at his little brother's confused expression. This is what he thought he was going to get from breaking in the middle of the night in Sam's apartment.
"You scared the crap out of me!" Sam exclaimed.
"That's because you are out of practice" Dean joked.
To prove him wrong, Sam kicks him in the back, shoving him on the floor, changing the roles.
"Or not" Dean corrected "get off of me".
Sam got up, helping his brother get back on his feet's. He was still slightly shocked to see his brother in front of him. After so many years, he actually thought he would never see his brother again.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Sam asked.
"Well, I was looking for a beer" Dean answered putting his hands on Sam's shoulder.
Sam brushes him off, giving him an annoyed glare, there he could see his brother, never changes.
"What the hell are you doing here" He repeated.
"Okay" Dean sighed "all right. We gotta talk".
"The phone?"
"If I'd called, would you have pick up?"
Before Sam can say anything, someone opens the light, catching both of the Winchester men's attention. A blond girl wearing short shorts and a cropped Smurf shirt stared at them, especially Sam.
"Sam?" She called with a tired voice.
"Jess. Hey Dean, this is my girlfriend Jessica".
Dean smiled, proud to see how well his brother was installed, in a nice apartment, way better than the motel's they passed the last ten years traveling in. But mostly, what caught his eyes was the beautiful girl staring at him.
"Wait, your brother Dean?" She asked pointing at him.
"I love the Smurfs" Dean said talking a few steps towards her "you know, I gotta tell you, you are completely out of my brother's league".
Looking down at herself, Jessica felt a little out of place. She crossed her arms over her chest, giving a glance to her boyfriend who did not look surprised from his brother's comment. Sam was only watching his brother slightly discouraged.
"Just let me put something on" she turned away.
"No, no, no, I wouldn't even dream of it. Seriously" he goes back to Sam without letting his sight off Jessica "anyway, I gotta borrow your boyfriend her, talk about some private family business. But uh, nice meeting you".
Sam walked to his girlfriend, putting his arm over her shoulder holding her beside him protectively.
"No, whatever you want to say, you can say it in front of her".
Before Dean could open his mouth, a noise coming from the front door caught their attention. Even after years of not working together, Dean made a hand movement Sam caught instantly, so he stayed there with Jessica.
Dean walked out the room to the entrance of the apartment, he sighed, slightly angry, but not surprised at the same time to see his little sister in front of him.
"What are you doing here?" He asked her.
"I woke up and you weren't there" she explained "why are we at Sam's apartment?"
Instead of answering, Dean grabbed her hand and led her to the kitchen where Sam and his girlfriend were waiting. Elizabeth just followed used to do so without asking, even though she really wanted answers, especially for this.
At the sight of his little sister, Sam's eyes light up, the last he saw her, she was only a small six year old. She was now taller and looked older, even if she still had a little baby fat left on her face.
Elizabeth stood still, stunned to see her brother, even though she knew that she would probably see him since they are in his apartment. She never thought about how it would be if she'd see him again. He left four years ago, she did remember it because she was so upset to see him leave and see her father angry like he was that night.
She had talked to him a few times, but it was not long before they lost contact for whatever reason it was.
"Hey, Eli" Sam smiled at her.
Elizabeth just panicked, she hid behind Dean, surprising both of her brothers. She was a shy girl, but at the point to hide from her brother? That was a new one they could not comprehend. However, Dean had his little idea, he knew how she passed from sad to piss off after Sam had left.
"Look" Dean changed the subject "um, Dad hasn't been home in a few days"
Sam took a second to get his attention back to his brother, he still felt hurt by his sister's action.
"So he's working overtime on a Miller Time shift. He'll stumble back in sooner or later".
"Dad's on a hunting trip, and he hasn't been home in a few days".
Sam's face changes, he hesitates for a few second before answering, his eyes still on his brother.
"Jess, excuse us. We have to go outside".
While Sam went to grab his hoodie, Jessica took the opportunity to go talk the little sister she heard so much about.
"Hey, my name is Jessica" she introduced herself kneeling down.
"I'm Elizabeth" she smiled shyly.
"I already knew that, Sam told me a lot about you".
Elizabeth frowned, she thought that he would have forgotten about them by now, it was her worst fear.
"Hope he talked about me too" Dean flirted.
Rolling her eyes, Elizabeth slapped her brother's arm. She was used to him flirting with every nice girl they passed.
"She's Sam girlfriend you dummy" she said.
"It's okay" Jessica laughed "he did tell me Dean likes girls a lot".
Their conversation ended like that because Sam came back going directly to the front door. Dean grabbed once again Elizabeth's hand who waved at the girl before trying to follow her brothers. She was almost five feet tall, taller than most average ten years old, but beside her brothers she looked way smaller. They were both over six feet tall, Sam was a bit taller than Dean, but it still showed. She always had a hard time following them since they were way faster than her.
"I mean, come on. You can't just break in, middle of the night, and expect me to hit the road with you" Sam said.
"You're not hearing me, Sammy. Dad's missing. I need you to help us find him".
Sam stops in the middle of the stairs abruptly, turning to dace his brother.
"You remember the…" he paused looking at his sister "thing in Amherst? Or the other thing in Clifton? He was missing then, too. He's always missing, and he's always fine".
"Not for long, now are you gonna come with us or not?"
"I'm not".
"Why not?"
"I swore I was done with this job. For good".
"Come on" Dean sighed "it wasn't easy, but it wasn't that bad".
Dean continued to walk down the stairs until they reached the gates, Sam still had his word to say.
"Yeah? When I told Dad I was scared of the thing in my closet, he gave me a .45".
"Well, what was he supposed to do?"
"I was twelve years old!" Sam exclaimed "he was supposed to say: don't be afraid of the dark"
"Don't be afraid of the dark?" Dean laughed "are you kidding me? Of course you should be afraid of the dark. You know what's out there"
"Hey, Eli, why don't you go wait by the car?" Sam asked with a calmer tone.
Knowing what her brother meant, she decided to listen and go to the car. She was way too tired to argue or to explain anything on what she knew about what's out there.
"Eli!" Dean called out "stay where I can see you".
Elizabeth only threw her thumb up as a response, she still doesn't understand why he keeps repeating this to her when she already knew. Especially since Sam left, Dean has been even more protective over her, since he was now alone to watch over her.
At the gates, the brothers were still arguing, Dean knew it was going to be difficult to bring Sam with him on the road. However, he never thought it would be that difficult, if it was him, he would say yes in a heartbeat. Dean would do anything for his family.
"The way we grew up, after mom was killed, and Dad's obsession to find the thing that killed her, but we still haven't found the damn thing. So we kill everything we can find".
"We save a lot of people doing it, too" Dean argued.
"You think Mom would have wanted this for us?" Sam asked.
Dean felt his heart tighten at the thought of his mother, each time he heard her name, he could only see her lifeless body on fire. He exited, slamming the gate as he did to get away from his brother.
"The weapon training and melting the silver into bullets?" Sam said as he followed his brother "man, Dean, we were raised like warriors".
They were now next to the Impala, both of them fuming in rage. Elizabeth could understand it, she was also a little angry at her father for the way she grew up and the way he put the responsibility of her on her brothers' shoulders, especially Dean.
"So what are you gonna do?" Dean said with irritation in his voice "you're just gonna live some normal apple pie life? Is that it?"
"No, not normal, safe".
"And that's why you ran away".
"I was just going to college. It was Dad who said if I was gonna go I should stay gone. And that's what I'm doing".
"Yeah, well" Dean sighed "Dad's in real trouble right now. If he's not dead already. I can feel it".
Standing quietly beside him, Elizabeth swallowed anxiously. Dean had told her that their father was missing, but never that he thought he was dead. Only at the thought of her father dead, tears went up to her eyes, but she blinked them away to stay strong.
"I can't do this alone" Dean said in an almost pleading tone.
"Yes you can" Sam said also calmer.
"Yeah, well, I don't want to".
"What was he working on?" He asked.
Elizabeth smiled slightly, one part of her was happy he was going to come back on the road with them like the good old times. Yet, another part was still angry at him for ignoring them for so long.
"You can say the big words in front of her, Sammy" Dean said mentioning Elizabeth "she knows about the hunting".
"What?" Sam exclaimed glancing at his sister "since when?"
"A few days after you left" Dean answered for her "he started training her then".
"But, she was only six when I left".
Dean shrugged, he remembers how pissed he was when he came back at the motel room from a grocery run. He found his little sister crying in a corner of the room, with their Dad yelling at her for being weak and crying. He knew John Winchester was acting this way because he was angry and stressed out, he even admitted that he regretted what he did that night. Dean was the one who picked the pieces of his sister's broken heart.
"Dad was angry and wanted her to be safe" Dean explained.
"Did you ever go on hunts?"
Elizabeth shook her head, only the thought of going on a real hunt made her shiver in fear. She knew how to shoot, knew most of the lore and a little about defending herself and she did feel ready, but her brother decided she was not.
"Are you nuts?" Dean asked his brother "of course he didn't make her go on hunts. Dad may do some messed up stuff, like telling a six years old monsters exist, but not bringing her on the hunts".
Dean opens the trunk of his, than the spare-tire compartment where he keeps all of his arsenal. I was not the first time the Elizabeth was seeing it, but each time, it was still cool to see. She always thought of her brother and father as super spies running around saving people. Now, she could imagine Sam with them, shooting monsters.
"All right, let's see, where the hell did I put that thing?"
"So, when Dad left, why didn't you go with him?" Sam asked.
"I was working on my own job. This uh, voodoo thing, down in New Orleans".
"Dad let you go on a hunting trip by yourself? And with Eli?" Sam asked surprised.
"I'm twenty-six dude" he said looking up at his brother "and I can take care of Eli".
"All right, here we go" Dean said pilling out a folder "so dad was checking out this two-lane blacktop just outside of Jericho, California. About a month ago, this guy"
Dean gives the papers to Sam, Elizabeth stretched her neck to see the forbidden stuff. But, her brother's body hid all the good stuff.
"They found his car, but vanished. Completely MIA" Dean finished.
"So maybe he was kidnapped" Sam suggested, giving his brother the papers.
"Yeah. Well there were another one in April. Another one in December oh-four, oh-three, ninety-eight, ninety-two, ten of them other the past twenty years" Dean continued tossing the papers in the trunk "all men, all the same five-mile stretch of road".
"It started happening more and more, so Dad went to go dig around. That was about three weeks ago. We hadn't heard from him since, which is bad enough" he grabs a tape recorder from his bag "then I get this voicemail yesterday".
Dean press play, the recording doesn't have the greatest sound ever and the static cut the voice at most parts.
"Dean" John's voice started "something big is starting to happen… I need to try and figure out what's going on. It may… be very careful, Dean… take care of Eli. We're all in danger".
"You know there's EVP on that?" Sam asked.
"Not bad Sammy" Dean smiled "kindda like riding a bike, isn't it?" Sam laughs a little "all right. I slowed the message down, ran it through a gold wave, took out the hiss, and this is what I got".
He press play on the tape.
"I can never go home…" a woman's voice said talking softly but still a little creepy.
"Never go home" Sam repeated.
After putting everything back at its place, Dean stood up straight looking at his brother.
"You know, in almost two years I've never bothered you, never asked you for a thing".
"All right" Sam sighed "I'll go. I'll help you find him".
Dean nods, relieved. He could already feel the weight on his shoulders go down. Even if his sister could take care of herself, he still was worried about finding his father while having to watch her. Especially after receiving the call, it stressed him out and made him realize he could not do this alone.
"But" Sam added "I have to get back first thing Monday. Just wait here".
"What's first thing Monday?" Dean asked.
"I have this… I have an interview" he answered.
"What, a job interview? Skip it".
"We got a deal or not?"
Instead of answering, Dean stood in front of his brother. Sam got the message and went up to his apartment, leaving his siblings to wait outside.
"How did you get to Sam's apartment?" Dean asked his sister.
"He told me on the phone where he lived" she shrugged "I guess I hoped he still lived at the same place".
"You're lucky he did" Dean cringed as other thoughts came in his mind "you know when you wake up in the car alone and the doors are locked, you have to stay there. You know that".
"Yeah, but I don't like being alone without you".
Dean sighed, it was actually a problem. Ever since Sam had left to go to Stanford, she had started to cling onto her brother. He thought it was only a phase, but she was still doing it.
"Come on, go back to sleep okay?" Dean said opening the backseat door.
Elizabeth crawled in the backseat, making herself comfortable.
"And I want you to be nice to Sam, I'm sure he missed you" he said.
"Then why didn't he call?"
"I'm sure he had his reasons, no go to sleep".
Elizabeth nodded, she wanted to argue further, but she knew Dean was going to take their brother's side. She did not blame him though, she knew that he only wanted his siblings to be okay. So, even with all the thoughts running around in her mind about her brother and father, she fell asleep in a second.
SPN
The next morning, Elizabeth woke up when the car went to a stop. She propped herself on her elbows, sleepily rubbing the sleep away from her eyes with one hand. They were parked at a gas station, in the middle of nowhere.
"Hey" Sam greeted turning his head "you sleep well?"
Elizabeth felt bad about giving him the silent treatment, she wanted to jump into his arms and tell him she missed him. However, she was mad that he left her alone when she needed him. Of course, she had Dean with her, he helped her a lot to get through the whole monster thing, but she needed the soft one too.
"Yeah" she simply answered.
This was enough for Sam, he did not want to push her so he gave her a wide smile and got back to looking through a box of cassette tapes.
"Hey!" Dean called out from outside "you want breakfast?"
"No thanks" Sam answered leaning out the open door.
Dean opened the backdoor and gave his sister a bottle of water with a granola bar earning a disapproving look from Sam.
"You know, you should get her a normal breakfast" he said.
"Well, it's the best I could find" Dean replied getting in the driver's seat.
"If you say so" Sam sighed "so, how'd you pay for that stuff. You guys still running credit card scams?"
"Yeah, well, hunting ain't exactly a pro ball career" Dean said "besides, all we do is apply. It's not our fault they send us the cards".
"Yeah? And hat names did you write on the application this time?"
"Uh, Burt Aframian and his son Hector. Scored two cards out the deal".
"I wish it could be three" Elizabeth muttered from the backseat.
"Maybe when you get older" Dean grinned looking at her in the review mirror "I get you everything you need".
Even though she knew he was right, she still pouted, she wanted to do things on her own, feeling like she had to take care of herself.
"That sounds about right" Sam chuckled "I swear man, you've gotta update your cassette tape collection".
"Why?" Dean asked confused.
"Well, for one, they're cassette taped. And to, Black Sabbath? Motorhead? Metallica? It's the greatest hits of mullet rock".
"House rules, Sammy" Dean said snatching a tape from his brother's hand "driver picks the music…"
"Shotgun shouts his cakehole" Elizabeth finished.
After putting the cassette in the player, Dean threw the cassette in the box on Sam's lap.
"That's my girl" Dean said proudly.
"You know, Sammy is a chubby twelve-year-old" he gets cut by 'ACDC' 'Back in Black' "its Sam okay? And you really brainwashed her".
"I only taught her the basic, Sammy" Dean winked at his sister.
SPN
They drove for about an hour before Elizabeth spotted the sign saying 'JERICHO 7'. She watched Sam talking on the phone, not hearing what he was saying because she was listening to her music. Well, it was an old cassette player Dean had given her on her tenth birthday. She could now go to sleep with Dean's tapes or have her little bubble when she wanted to be alone.
She suddenly felt curious to hear what his brother was saying so she stopped the tape and listened.
"Thank you" Sam said and closed his cell "all right. So, there's no one matching Dad at the hospital or morgue. So that's something, I guess".
Elizabeth felt angry at his words, her Dad was way too strong to be dead or in a hospital bed without telling them. She wanted to tell Sam, but she knew it would get out wrong and that she would regret it.
"Check this out" said mentioning the scene in front of them.
Dean pulled over the side of the road in front of a bridge with two police cars and some officers. He leaned over Sam to open the glove compartment and takes a box full of fake ID card. He grabs one and put the box back at its place while Sam stares at him a little worried.
"Eli, you know the drill" he said opening the door "let's go Sam".
Elizabeth sighed, letting herself fall on the seat. She watches her brothers walk up to the officers, and talk to them. But her eyes went to the blue car an officer was examining, it had no blood and no body, which already alerted strange. Especially since the car was parked diagonally, something maybe scared the person in the car.
Her eyes went back to her brothers who was coming back to the car. She grinned when Sam hits their brother's head. She had missed seeing her brother's interactions like that. She got slightly worried when she spotted the two F.B.I agents and the sheriff pass by them, but luckily they didn't stop to chat.
The second the brothers got in the car, Elizabeth leaned against the front seat, ready to bombard them with questions.
"So, did you find anything? Is there a body?"
"Nope" Dean answered "nothing, the guy only disappeared".
Sam frowned at how weird the situation was, he still could not believe his little ten years old sister was aware of the supernatural. It felt even weirder that she seemed so interested in all this stuff.
"You know who it was?" Elizabeth asked.
"Yeah" Dean nodded "the kids name was Troy, he was dating a girl, Amy, and she is posting missing person posters in town".
"Guess we can go talk to her" she said.
"We, excluding the person talking" Dean told her.
Once again, Elizabeth crossed her arms over her chest, annoyed that she could not help with the case. She was smart enough to understand why, it was simple: she is only ten years old.
SPN
The three Winchester's walked into town to search for Amy. Elizabeth enjoyed walking around, seeing how normal people live, it was one of her weird habits.
"I'll bet that's her" Dean said.
Elizabeth glanced at where her brother mentioned, also thinking that this was Amy. They approached the gothic style girl who was hanging posters on the wall.
"You must be Amy" Dean stated once they reached her.
"Yeah" she confirmed scanning them from head to toe.
"Yeah" Dean continued "Troy told us about you. We're his uncles. I'm Dean, this is Sammy and Eli, his little cousin".
"He never mentioned you to me" she said.
"Well, that's Troy, I guess. We're not around much, we're up in Modesto".
"So" Sam changed the subject "we're looking for him too, and we're kindda asking around".
Another girl sharing the same style as Amy approached, gently putting a hand on her arm.
"Hey, are you okay?" She asked concerned.
"Yeah" Amy nodded, even though she looked differently.
"You mind if we ask you a couple of questions?" Sam asked.
The girls both nodded and led them to the closest dinner. Elizabeth sat between her brothers, exciting to be part of this part of the case. Dean usually makes her stay behind in the car or in a motel room, but this time he had decided to take her with him.
"So, you gonna tell us what happened?" Dean asked.
The two girls were seated in front of them, the ten years old imagined a screen around them, as if she was watching a TV show about two best friends. She wanted to know more about friendship. She grew up with only her brothers, of course she met people at school, but never was at one long enough to actually make any best friends or even friends. John had also decided to take her out of school not long after Sam left and get her homeschool.
"I was on the phone with Troy" Amy started, bringing Elizabeth back "he was driving home. He said he would call me right back, and… he never did".
"He didn't say anything strange, or out of the ordinary?" Sam asked, leaning on the table.
"No. Nothing I can remember".
"I like your necklace".
Both Elizabeth and Dean shared the same strange look on their face aimed at Sam. On the opposite, the girl held her pentagram neckless in her fingers, smiling at herself.
"Troy gave it to me" she chuckles "mostly to scare my parents, with all the devil stuff".
"Actually" Sam pointed out "it means just the opposite. A pentagram is protection against evil. Really powerful. I mean, if you believe in that kind of thing".
"Okay. Thank you, Unsolved Mysteries" Dean said than becoming serious "here's the deal, ladies. The way Troy disappeared, something's not right. So if you've heard anything…" The two girls look at each other "what is it?"
"Well" Amy's friend started "it's just… I mean, with all these guys going missing, people talk".
"What do they talk about?" The three siblings asked at the same time.
Elizabeth had to hold herself from laughing at how weird they must have looked. Only by the two girls' faces, she knew that they did look strange, but it was okay for her.
"It's kind of this local legend. This one girl? She got murdered out on Centennial, like decades ago. Well, supposedly she's still out there. She hitchhikes, and whoever picks her up? Well, they disappear forever".
This was enough for the brothers, they quickly thanked the two girls' before getting up to leave.
SPN
Elizabeth could not be happier, a part of the research needed to be done at the library, a place she adores. She took this from Sam, being a bookworm who loves to learn anything about everything. Sam used to read her books before bed or reading her his books he had to read for his English classes.
"Dean, I'm gonna go read over there" Elizabeth informed her brother.
"Don't go too far" he told her, his eyes on the computer screen.
The ten years old rolled her eyes, she was starting to get tired of Dean's overprotectiveness. She went to the bookcase running her fingers over the books until she found one that caught her interest: The Supernaturalist by Eoin Colfer. She laughed at herself, she wondered if it was a story about someone who hunts monsters and is a specialist. She took it and sat on a chair beside her brothers and started reading the first lines. However, she was quickly distracted by what her brother was typing in the search box on the archive page for Jericho Herald.
Dean writes 'Female Murder Hitchhiking', but gets no founds, he replaces it with 'Female Murder Centennial Highway' still, nothing. At his surprise, his little sister squeezed between her brothers, in front of the screen and replaces the word 'murder' with 'suicide'. One article pops up, cause Elizabeth to smile at herself proudly.
"Of course" Sam grinned, also proud "angry spirits are born out of violent death. So-"
"Yup, murder" Elizabeth finished.
She opens the article wanting to read, but Dean gently pushes her out of the way. He was proud of her for sure for finding the article, even though he was not surprised. This kid was the smartest little ten year old he ever met. Of course, he did not meet any other ten year old, but for all the times he picked her up at school, he saw how the other acted.
"Dean, I wanna read" Elizabeth whined.
"Nope, not for kids" he simple said "why don't you read that book you found".
Once again, Elizabeth just puffed, but still obeyed her older brother. Sam watched her walk away with her book, sitting down about ten feet away from them.
"You know, you could have let her read that article, she did find it" Sam told his brother.
"Don't start you too" Dean growled "she's ten for God sakes".
"Yeah, but she's smart and seeing how she is today, she can take it. She's really not the same from when I left".
"A lot has changed, Sammy" Dean whispered.
"I know" Sam cleared his throat to change the subject "so this was 1981. Constance Welch, twenty-four years old, jumps off Sylvania Bridge, down in the river".
"Does it say why she did it?" Dean asked.
"Yeah" Sam grimaced reading the article.
"What?"
"An hour before they found her, she calls 911. Apparently her two little kids are in the bathtub. She leaves them alone for a minute, and when she comes back, they're both dead. 'Our babies were gone'" read Sam "'and Constance just couldn't bear it, said husband Joseph Welch'".
Dean inspected the image of the man, standing on the bridge where his wife had killed herself.
"The bridge look familiar to you?" Dean asked pointing the picture.
"Yeah" Sam nodded "guess this is our next stop".
He closed the web page and got up to go get his little sister. He is aware that she is mad at him, but maybe less mad than she is at Dean right now. He approached her to tell her that they had to leave, but she was already ready to leave.
"You okay?" He asked concerned by the dark look on her face.
"Yeah" she sighed walking pass him.
Hurt, Sam decided to let it go. He wanted to go after her and make her laugh the way he did when she was six. Yet, it hit him she was not six anymore, she was older and she was way more mature than he thought she would be.
SPN
The three Winchester's went to the bridge to check for any clues on the case or for their father. Elizabeth wished her father could be there, waiting for them and help them on the case, but she knew it was her high imagination playing her cruel thoughts. She missed him so much, she was used to have him away for long time periods. But this time it was different, he was missing.
"So this is where Constance took the swan dive" Dean said looking down at the river.
"So you think Dad would have been here?" Sam asked.
"Well, he's chasing the same story and we're chasing him".
"Okay" Sam sighed "so now what?"
"No we keep digging until we find him. Might take a while".
"Dean, I told you, I've gotta be back by Monday-"
"Monday" Dean interrupted him turning around "right. The interview"
Elizabeth had totally forgot about it too, she was happy for him that he had found his way and that he was going into something he was going to be happy. Even she saw him going to be a lawyer and help good people get justice. However, they were the one needing his help right now, to find their father.
"Yeah" Sam confirmed.
"Yeah, I forgot. You're really serious about this, aren't you?" Dean stated starting to get annoyed "you think you're just going to become some lawyer? Marry your girl?"
"Maybe. Why not?"
"Does Jessica know the truth about you? I mean, does she know about the things you've done?" Dean asked.
"No" Sam answered taking a step closer "and she's not ever going to now".
"Well, that's healthy" Elizabeth sighed.
Dean glared at her, a look telling her to shut her mouth or she was going to be sent back to the car.
"You can pretend all you want, Sammy. But sooner or later you're going to have to face up to who you really are" Dean said glancing back at Sam.
"And who's that?" Sam asked.
"One of us!" Dean exclaimed throwing his hands up.
"No. I'm not like you. This is not going to be my life" Sam advanced to him.
"You have a responsibility to-"
"To Dad? And his crusade?" He cut Dean off and pointed at his little sister "I it weren't for pictures, Eli wouldn't even know what Mom looks like. And what difference would it make? Even if we do find the thing that killed her, mom's gone. And she isn't coming back".
Dean looked at his sister, her face showing that her little heart was broken into little pieces. He knew exactly what she was thinking, he knew that little girl more than he knew himself. Took in the rage, he grabs Sam by the collar and pushes him against the railing of the bridge.
"Don't talk about her like that! And don't ever talk like that to Eli!"
A few feet's beside them, Elizabeth stared at them, not sure of what to do. When she was younger and saw her brothers fight, which was ware because they tried not to argue in front of her, she would try to separate them. She never liked seeing people she loved fight, especially Sam and their father, but Dean was there to take her outside or to change her mind.
All those thoughts went away when she spotted a woman with long black hair and dressed in a white nightgown standing on the railing, staring right at her.
"Uh, Dean? Sam?" She said pointing at the woman.
The brothers looked at the direction their sister pointed at, Dean releasing Sam from his hold. As if she was waiting for everyone's attention, the woman jumped in the river, her eyes still stuck on Elizabeth until she was not her vision.
Sam and Dean ran to the side, looking down, but no one was in the water.
"Where did she go?" Dean asked.
"I don't know" Sam said searching the water.
Suddenly, the Impala's engine starts by itself, making Elizabeth jump. Her instincts told her to go directly to Dean, which she does. Dean grabs her, putting her behind protectively.
"What the-" Dean said staring at his car.
"Who's driving you're car?" Sam asked.
Dean pulls out his keys from his pocket, showing that no one could be driving his car, unless they hot-wire it. However, no one seemed to be in the car.
Suddenly, the car starts into motion, coming directly and the Winchester's. Dean grabs his little sister's arm, dragging her with him in his run. The car being faster than them, caught up quickly.
Seeing no other way to get out of this situation, Dean grabs his sister by her armpits and put her down on the small floor on the other side of the railing. Having no more time to do it too, he jumps over the bridge followed by his brother.
Elizabeth gripped the railing until her knuckles hurt, but her feet slid from the small space. She fell, screaming in fright, but she never touched the water. She took a chance to crack on eye open, happy to see her brother Sam, holding against the railing with one hand and with the other holding her arm.
Sam helps her over the railing, still holding her close to him. Elizabeth did not try to get out of his hold, it felt reassuring and she was way too scared to let go.
"Are you okay?" Sam asked crouching in front of his sister.
"Y-yeah" she mumbled "where's Dean?"
Sam's eyes went wide, looking around him, but Dean was nowhere to be found. He got up, leaning against the railing taking a look at the river.
"Dean?" Sam shouted "Dean!"
He franticly looked around, until he saw Dean crawling out of the river, full of mud.
"What!" Dean shouted back.
Elizabeth ran to the railing happy to see her brother okay.
"Are you okay?" Sam asked.
"I'm super!" Dean replied throwing a thumb up.
Sam and Elizabeth laughed, relieved that he was really okay. While Elizabeth stayed by the Impala, after Sam checked that it was safe, he went down to help his brother.
The second Dean was on the bridge, he went to his sister, checking if she was alright.
"You okay, girly?" He asked checking her arms "not hurt anywhere".
"No, Dean. Now stop touching my arms! You're getting mud all over me!"
Dean laughed and went to check the car. Sam came and sat beside his sister, on the hood of the Impala, staying silent.
"Thank you" Elizabeth said, playing with the bottom of her shirt "for saving me".
"You don't have to thank me for that, kiddo" Sam ruffled her hair "you know that I'm always gonna be here for you".
"Even when you'll get back to Stanford?" She asked, looking up at him.
"I promise not to do the same mistake. I'll call you and answer your phone calls".
Elizabeth lifted her hand, showing her pinky to her brother who knew exactly what she wanted. With a giant grin on his face, he wrapped his larger pinky around hers.
Their moment finished went Dean came and leaned on the hood beside his sister who squished herself on Sam to be far away from the muddy man.
"You're car alright?" Sam asked.
"Yeah" he answered "whatever she did to it, seems all right now. That Constance chick, what a bitch!"
"Well, she doesn't want us digging around, that's for sure. So where's the job go from here, genius?"
Dean threw his hands in the air frustrated.
"You smell like a toilet" Sam said.
Elizabeth laughed, conforming Sam's statement. Dean, wanting to continue hearing her laugh put his arm around his sister who shouted to Sam for help. Sam only smiled and ruffled her hair.
SPN
Both Dean and Elizabeth needed a shower, both of them looked like they had a mud fight. The ten years old would have preferred that over almost falling off a bridge.
"One room, please" Dean told the clerk handing him his credit card.
The man looked at the card, and then at Dean with an eyebrow raised. For a second, she thought that somehow the man found out about the fake credit card, but she was shocked by his words.
"You guys having a meeting or something?"
"What do you mean?" Sam asked.
"I had another guy, Burt Aframian. He came and bought out a room for the whole month".
"What room?" Dean questioned.
"Room ten" the man answered looking into his book.
Elizabeth's eyes grew wide, her father was right there! She ran out the door directly to the room number ten, she tried to open the door, but it was obviously locked. She knocked a few times, each hit harder.
"Dad!" She called out "Dad! It's me! Eli!"
Dean was the first one to reach her, grabbing her shoulders to pull her away from the door while Sam pick locked the door.
"Calm down, Eli" he said in his rough tone "and do not run away like this, you know better".
She did know better, but it was her father, the man she missed so much and was worried over.
The second Sam opened the door, Elizabeth ran inside, calling out for her daddy, but had no response. The room was empty, the walls full of papers of missing persons, maps and newspaper articles. Books and food were scattered on the floor. The bathroom door was open with the light closed, showing no one was in this motel room.
"Elizabeth Winchester!" Dean growled walking in the room in front of his sister "what the hell did I just tell you!"
"But…" she looked around the room "Dad was supposed to be here".
Dean sighed, passing a hand in his hair. He understood her, he also had a little hope that their father was waiting for them. Still, the danger she had just put herself into, it took over the sympathy. He had just almost lost her, he could not let this one slide.
"I know, but what if something bad was in this room?" He asked her "you would have been the first one to get hurt".
"Dean" Sam stopped his brother "let her be for now".
Sam could see how hurt his little sister was. She had tears in her eyes and was trying hard not to let them go.
Sighing, Dean got up and started to look through the papers. A lot of the research, some looking like the one he had put together before getting Sam at Stanford. He turns on a light and picks up a half-eaten hamburger on the table, he grimaced at the smell and put it back down.
"I don't think he's been here for a couple days at least" Dean said.
"Salt, cats-eye shells" Sam bents down looking at the salt line "he was worried. Trying to keep something from coming in".
Elizabeth walked to some of the missing person's papers, examining their characteristics and details.
"What you got there?" Dean asked coming behind her.
"Centennial Highway victims" she answered her eyes still on the wall "there's usually a connection between the victims, right?"
"Yeah" Dean answered also reading the papers "I mean, different men, different jobs, ages, ethnicities. What do these guys have in common?"
"Dad figured it out" Sam announced.
Elizabeth and Dean joined him next to an article that Elizabeth recognized as the one she had found at the library.
"He found the same article we did" Sam continued "Constance Welch. She's a woman in white".
"You sly dogs" Dean commented "all right, so if we're dealing with a woman in white, Dad would have found the corpse and destroyed it.
"What if she had another weakness?" Elizabeth suggested.
"Well, Dad would want to make sure" Dean stated "he'd dig her up. Does it say where she's buried?"
"No, not that I can tell. If I were Dad, though, I'd go ask her husband. If he's still alive".
Elizabeth lays down on the bed, exhausted from having a sleepless night. She managed to sleep a little on the ride to the motel, but she was still very tired. She watched Dean exit the room and come back with their bags.
"Eli, go get cleaned up" Dean told her handing her bag "I'll go after you".
She nodded, took her thing and went in the bathroom, closing the door behind her. She washed her muddy body and hair before dressing up in fresh clothes. She wore her black torn jeans, which was because they were very old and a black plain shirt. She never had much fashion choice, it was her father who bought her clothes. At first it was Sam who went with her, but when he left, her father decided to go with her.
When Elizabeth walked out the bathroom, Dean grabbed his bag and headed himself to the bathroom, stopping in front the door.
"All right. See if you can find an address, I'm gonna get cleaned up".
"Hey, Dean? What I said earlier, about Mom and Dad, I'm sorry".
"No chick-flick moments" Dean said holding his hand up.
"Alright, Jerk" Sam grinned.
"Bitch".
Dean entered the bathroom, leaving Elizabeth and Sam alone in the room. Sam walked to the mirror and takes a picture in his hands, smiling. It was him, sitting on the hood of the Impala, John next to him with little Elizabeth on his lap and Dean on the other side. It was old and aged, but it still held many memories.
"I love that picture" Elizabeth said standing behind her brother.
"Yeah, it is nice" Sam agreed putting it back at its place and turns to face his sister "Eli, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-"
"It's okay, Sammy. You are right, you know that? I mean, Mom is gone. Dad never made his mourning and now he is the one gone".
"When did you grew up?" He asked passing a hand in her soft dark hair.
"Uh… I guess I had no choice" she shrugged.
Sam smiled at her sadly, she looked so innocent when you take a first look at her, but when she speaks you realize she is so mature. It scared Sam, when he was with them, he did everything in his power to give her a normal childhood. He brought her to the parc, helped her with her homework, with the help of Dean, they bought her gifts on her birthday and Christmas.
"You look tire, go get some rest" Sam told her.
Elizabeth nodded, throwing herself on the bed, not even taking the time to get under the covers.
Sam sat at the edge of the bed, checking his message smiling at the voice he loves.
"Hey, man" Dean walked out of the bathroom and put his jacket on "I'm gonna grab a little something to eat in that diner down the street. You want anything?"
"No" Sam answered.
"Aframian's buying"
"Mm-mm" Sam shook his head.
"The usual, girly?"
Elizabeth only nodded, feeling the sleep coming, she did not feel like moving or even talking. Usually, she would have gone with him, but she was way too tired to do so.
"Okay" Dean chuckled as he walked out the door.
Sam continued to listen to the message, until it was cut by a call from his brother.
"What?"
"Dude, five-oh, take off" Dean said on the other side of the line.
"What about you?" Sam asked getting up alarmed.
"Uh, they kindda spotted me. Go find Dad".
With that Dean stopped the conversation. Sam wasted no time, he shook his sister awake while grabbing their bags.
"Come on Eli, we gotta go!" Sam urged her.
By the tone of his voice, she got up, following him in the bathroom without asking any questions. Sam threw the bags out the window and turned towards his sister.
"Ok, I need you to jump out the window, you can jump on the bags".
Even though she was scared, she knew it was better this than getting caught by the police. With the help of her brother, she jumped out the window, landing on her bag. She smiled, proud of herself, she thought it was going to be scarier and hurt more. However, it did not hurt and it was not scary.
Sam quickly followed, grab their stuff and Elizabeth's hand running away to the front, hiding behind a bush. The cops were getting Dean into a police car, Elizabeth watched wanting to go help, but knew she could do nothing.
"Sammy-"
"Shhh" he shushed her "it's okay, were gonna get him out".
They waited until all the police cars left the parking before going into the Impala and leave the motel as fast as they could.
SPN
Even though Dean was at the police station, Sam and Elizabeth continued the case, starting by going to the Welch house. While Elizabeth took a nap, he brother had found the address and drove to the house. It is only when they arrived the little girl woke up, confuse, especially since she was alone in the car. She was also surprised she was able to sleep, she was so worried for her older brother. Was he ok? Was he in big trouble? What if something happened to her? She knew Sam was there, but she was used to only having Dean.
She spotted Sam coming out the door with a man she recognized as Joseph Welch from the photograph of the article. She watched, listening to the conversation from the cracked window.
"Yeah, he was older, but that's him" Joseph said looking at a photograph Sam handed him.
Elizabeth guessed it was a picture of their father, she was happy that the man recognized her, it meant that he was probably close.
"He came three or four days ago" he continued handing Sam back the photography "said he was a reporter".
"That's right" Sam nodded "we're working on a story together".
"Well, I don't what the hell kindda story you're working on. The questions he asked me?"
"About your wife Constance?"
"He asked me where she was buried" the man said confused.
"And where is that again?"
"What? I gotta go through this twice?"
"It's fact-checking if you don't mind".
"In a plot" Joseph answered "behind my old place over on Breckenridge".
"And why did you move?" Sam asked.
"I'm not gonna live in the house where my children died".
Sam and Joseph stop walking at about a few feet from the Impala. Elizabeth hid behind the front seat, still listening to the conversation. She knows her brothers would be mad at her for listening to conversations, especially one for a case. Dean was always more protective in that department, saying that she is too young to hunt and hear monster stories.
"Mr. Welch, did you ever marry again?" Sam asked.
"No way" the man shook his head "Constance, she was the love of my life. Prettiest woman I ever known".
"So you had a happy marriage?"
It took a few seconds before Joseph answered, Elizabeth understood that he was lying.
"Definitely".
"Well, that should do it. Thanks for your time" he said turning around towards the car, but stopped "Mr. Welch, did you ever hear of a woman in white?"
Elizabeth slapped her forehead, asking herself why her brother was talking about the spirit to the husband.
"A what?" Joseph frowned.
"A woman in white. Or sometimes weeping woman?" Sam explained, getting no respond "it's a ghost story. Well, it's more of a phenomenon, really. Um, they're spirits. They've been sighted for hundreds of years, dozens of places, in Hawaii, Mexico, lately in Arizona, Indiana. All these are different women. You understand. But all share the same story".
Sam was now right in front of Joseph, who was starting to fume of anger.
"Boy, I don't care much for nonsense".
As Joseph walked away, Sam stopped him once again.
"See, when they were alive, their husbands were unfaithful to them. And these women, basically suffering from temporary insanity, murdered their children".
The man stopped in his tracks, turning around slowly. He stared at Sam, his face deformed from the anger.
"Then" Sam continued, ignoring the rage coming for Joseph "once they realized what they had done, they took their own lives. So now their spirits are cursed, walking back roads, waterways. And if they find an unfaithful man, they kill him. And that man is never seen again".
"You think… you think that has something to do with… Constance? You smartass!"
"You tell me" Sam said calmly.
"I mean, maybe" Joseph paused panting in anger "maybe I made some mistakes. But no matter what I did, Constance, she never would have killed her own children. Now, you get the hell out of here! And you don't come back!"
Sam did not have to be told twice, he got in the driver's seat of the Impala and took off. He glanced up at the review mirror to see the back seat, not surprised to see his sister awake.
"Hey, you slept well?"
"Why did you talk to him like that?" Elizabeth asked, ignoring his question "the man was hurting".
"Yeah" Sam agreed "but I got the answers".
Elizabeth realized that he did get the confirmation that Constance was really a woman in white and not only a spirit.
"Are we going to get Dean now?" She asked climbing to the front seat.
"Yup".
SPN
It was now dark and Elizabeth was anxious, she wanted to get her brother out of the police station, but it looked like Sam had no plan. So, she took her phone out composing 911.
"Hello, what is your emergency?" The woman's voice answered.
"There's someone who shot someone!"
Hearing his sister's cries and distressed tone, Sam snapped his head towards her, surprised to see her talk on the phone.
"Okay, sweetie, where are you?"
"Uhm… I think it's Whiteford Road" she faked a sob.
"It's okay. Help is on the way. I'm gonna sta-"
Elizabeth hung up the phone, placing it back in her pocket and stared back out the window.
"Did you just called 911?" Sam asked her shocked.
"Well, that way Dean will be able to break out" she explained.
"Well, looks like Dean is rubbed his personality on you" he laughed.
Elizabeth also laughed, having to agree. Since she is only with Dean twenty-four hours a day, all week, she watched him and copied.
It only took about ten minutes that Sam's cell rang, the ten years old knew it had to be their older brother. She grabbed his phone from his coat pocket and answered.
"Fake 911 call, Sammy? I don't know, that's pretty illegal".
"It wasn't Sammy, it was me".
"Well, girly, you keep surprising me" Dean laughed "you can pass me Sam please?"
"Yeah, okay" she held the phone to Sam, but brought it back to her "oh, and you're welcome!"
She handed the phone to Sam who was only laughing at her too, she could also hear Dean chuckled on the other side on the line.
"Listen, we gotta talk" Dean told his brother.
"Tell me about it. So the husband was unfaithful. We are dealing with a woman in white. And she's buried behind her old house, so that should have been Dad's next stop".
"Sammy, would you shut up for a second?"
"I just can't figure out why Dad hasn't destroyed the corpse yet" Sam ignored his brother.
"Well, that's what I'm trying to tell you. He's gone. Dad left Jericho".
By Sam's shocked face, Elizabeth wanted to know what Dean had told him, but she could not hear him. She tried approach closer until she was almost on Sam's lap to hear the conversation.
"What? How do you know?"
"I've got his journal".
"He doesn't go anywhere without that thing".
"Yeah, well, he did this time".
"What's it say?" Sam asked.
"Ah, the same old ex-Marine crap, when he wants to let us know where he's going".
Elizabeth heard what he had just said, and it hurt her badly. She had so much high hope of finding her father, and now it was crushed in pieces.
"Coordinates" Sam stated "where to?"
"I'm not sure yet".
"I don't understand. I mean, what could be so important that Dad would just skip out in the middle of a job? Dean, what the hell is going on?"
Something caught Elizabeth's eye, she looked up at the road, seeing Constance standing right in front of the car. She shouted her brother's name, catching his attention. At the sight of the spirit, Sam slammed on the brake, dropping his phone to hold his sister from falling.
Suddenly, the woman appeared in the back seat of the Impala, it was the first time she saw a spirit in real life. She felt very cold and uneasy, what scared her the most was that her brother had no weapon with him.
"Take me home".
Sam did not answer.
"Take me home!" She repeated angrily.
"No" Sam answered, staring at her through the review mirror.
The doors locked themselves and the car started driving itself at a dangerous paste. Sam tried to unlock the door, but it was stuck.
"Eli, come here".
The little girl snuggle next to her brother, holding onto him tightly, scared to look behind her. She knew Constance was there, watching the both of them.
After a few minutes, they arrived to an old abandoned house. The car went to a stop and Elizabeth felt Constance lean closer, her voice sending her chills through her body.
"Don't do this" Sam told her.
"I can never go home".
"You're scared to go home" Sam understood.
The passenger door flew open, an invisible force grabbed Elizabeth sending her out the car. She hit the ground hard, grunting in pain. She watched as Constance hurt Sam, hovering over him. The little girl wanted to do something, but she was frozen into place. She always thought she was brave enough to hunt monsters, but at this moment, she was being contradicted.
"Eli!"
She turned her head relieved to see Dean running towards her armed with his gun.
"Sam's in the car!" She shouted to him.
Dean ran to the car, shooting in the window, hitting Constance. It did not hurt her at all, but it was enough to distract her.
"I'm taking you home" Sam said sitting up.
Sam pressed on the gas pedal, driving through the house. Elizabeth jumped onto her feet running behind Dean towards Sam.
"Sam! Sam! You okay?" Dean asked, looking through the window.
"I think…" Sam grunted.
"Can you move?"
"Yeah. Help me?"
Dean helped his brother out of the car, checking if he was really okay. The second Sam was out, Elizabeth attacked him with a hug, she had been so scared that he was hurt.
Their moment was broken when a bureau pinned the three Winchesters against the Impala. Elizabeth tried pushing the piece of furniture, but against Constance force, she had no chance.
The only thing they could do, was watch Constance putting down a family portrait of her family. She looked around, scared, especially when water fell down the stairs. She flickered at the end of the staircase, looking at her little boy and a little girl holding hands.
"You've come home to us, Mommy" they both said together.
Elizabeth shivered at the scary children voice, it was like watching a horror movie, live. The two children teleported to their mother, hugging her. Constance shouted like she was in pain, flickering and transforming into a disgusting monster with lightning shining around the spirit family. She vanished in the ground with her children, leaving a puddle of water.
Without the supernatural strength holding the bureau onto them, Sam and Dean managed to push it away. The second he was free, Dean went over to his sister, who was still staring at the puddle of water, shaken. He took the time to also glance at his brother, making sure he was okay before putting all his attention on Elizabeth.
"You okay, Eli?" Dean asked.
"Uh… yeah… I'm not hurt" she answered, her eyes still on the water.
Dean grabbed her arms, seeing a small drip of blood falling. He took a look at her elbows which were scratched, but nothing too bad.
"So" Dean said picking up his sister "this is where she drowned her kids".
"That's why she could never go home" Sam nodded "she was too scared to face them".
Dean walked over to Sam, adjusting his sister on his hip.
"You found her weak spot. Nice work, Sammy" he said slapping Sam's chest.
Sam laughed, grunting at the same time from the injury he had when Constance dug her fingers into him.
"Don't hurt, Sammy" Elizabeth scowled him.
"I'm sorry, girly" Dean grinned at her.
"I wish I could say the same for you" Sam stated "what were you thinking? Shooting Casper in the face, you freak?"
"Hey, saved your ass".
With one, he passed a hand on his beloved car, holding his sister with the other.
"I'll tell you one thing. If you screwed up my car, I'll kill you".
"No you won't" Elizabeth said "you love him too much".
"Who says I don't love Baby more than you two?"
"I just know" she laughed.
Sam joined the laughter, and they entered back the Impala, another case done in their book.
SPN
After getting Elizabeth cleaned up, they got back on the road, riding as far away from the house they could. She had fallen asleep instantly when she laid down in the back seat, she was exhausted from the lack of sleep.
Holding a flashlight in one hand while the other focused on the map on his lap with his father's journal. He was at least happy that he could help his brother and sister find the place where their father was.
"Okay, here's where Dad went" he said "it's called Blackwater Ridge, Colorado. About Six hundred miles".
"Hey, if we shag ass we could make it by morning".
"Dean, I… um…"
"You're not going" Dean understood.
"The interviews in like, ten hours" he said glancing at his brother "I gotta be there".
"Yeah. Yeah, whatever" Dean sighed disappointed "I'll take you home".
Sam closed his flashlight, glancing at the back seat. He was feeling sad about leaving his family behind, especially with what is happening, but he also had to think of himself. He felt selfish, but he knew they would understand. At least, he hoped.
SPN
When they arrived at Stanford, Sam woke his sister up, wanting to say goodbye before leaving once again. Elizabeth was sad to see her brother leave, but was happy she got to make it better between them.
Sam shared the same thought, feeling slightly better to leave. It was way better than the first time where he had the biggest fight with his father. At least now, he could go calmly.
Sam got out of the car, taking his bag from the trunk and walked to the window, leaning over to look through the window.
"Call me if you find him" he said "and maybe I can meet up with you later, huh?"
"Yeah, all right" Dean agreed, not believing it.
Elizabeth got out the car, running in her brother's arms, holding him tightly.
"See you later, kiddo" he whispered his her ear.
He placed her back in the car, giving her one last smile before walking away. Elizabeth watched him go, trying to keep the tears inside.
"Come in front, Eli" Dean told her.
Elizabeth did so, she closed the door and climbed over the seat to snuggle against her brother. At least she had one that she knew would never leave her side.
Knowing that she needed her space to deal, Dean kept the ride silent as they drove away. Something caught his attention, his watch had stopped ticking, it brought a bad feeling in his stomach. He abruptly did a U-turn, causing Elizabeth to sit up from her spot.
"Dea-"
"I think Sam's in danger" he explained.
He broke all the speed limits until he reached Sam's apartment. After shouting to his sister to stay where she was, he ran upstairs and kicked the door. Flames were already licking the walls, smoke blurring his view. But he still found his brother in his room, laying in his bed screaming his girlfriend's name.
Dean took a look at the ceiling, his blood running cold to see her in the exact state at his mother. With Jessica's gold hair, he could see his mother all over again. However, he had to save his brother.
"Sam!"
He grabbed his brother, having to drag him out of the burning room. Even once they reached the Impala, he had to hold him from going back inside.
"Dean! Jessica is in there!" He cried.
Dean wanted to make him feel better, but the only thing he could do was to take him in his arms. Over his brother's shoulder, he spotted Elizabeth, standing next to the driver's door, completely shocked and frozen in place. He sent her a look that eased her instantly.
SPN
It only took minutes until the police and firefighters arrived, to take care of the fire. Elizabeth stayed by his brother's side, not wanting to leave him alone, but staying far enough to let him his space. When Dean told her about his girlfriend, she did not know how to react, she was sad and mad. It was cruel to take away two important people from someone, in the same disgusting way.
Dean joined them by the trunk, watching his brother checking the guns. He shared a sad look with his sister, mentioning her to come to him.
As Elizabeth joined them, Sam tossed the shotgun in the trunk. His emotions were so strong, she could almost feel them.
"We got work to do".