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A/N: I thought I wasn't going to make it this week. I almost had a major setback. Plus the fact that I couldn't stop watching 'Tall Tales.' I watched it three times in less then 24 hours. And I still can't stop laughing.
Anyway, I have to thank my brother for his input, which includes the connection between the victims and the demon.
Chapter 10
The brothers continued their walk to the library. "A white light? Sounds like something out of the movies."
"Yeah, but he wasn't lying. He was freaked out." Dean nodded. "So I guess we have to find a demon that sucks out the life force out of people."
"I don't think that it sucks a person's life force."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because the last time I heard of a life sucking demon, it left the victims in a hospital not a coffin."
"Are you sure?"
"Trust me. It's probably sucking souls."
"Souls?"
"You got anything better?"
Sam thought about it for a while. "Nope. But I think we should check out the life thing too."
"Whatever."
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"How about the one about the witch who sucked souls to stay young?"
"First, according to that she sucked souls from teenaged girls not wrinkled old man. Second are we so desperate that we have to consider that?"
Sam sighed. "Yes."
Which was true. After spending the rest of the day at the library, they found nothing. Neither the books nor the Internet offered any help.
"What do we do?"
"Make arrangements to admit me in an asylum."
"Dean!"
"I don't know."
"We can't just wait for someone else to die."
"I don't think we have a choice," Dean said while staring at the book he was holding.
"Let's get out of here, pick up our dinner and head home. You fill Dad in on the way."
Sam couldn't reach John so he left a voice message.
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"Hi!" Kayla said sitting down. She took out a couple of books from her backpack.
"Um…hi."
"You don't seem too happy to see me. Should I leave?"
"No, no. Stay. I'm just surprised that's all. I thought you always sit with your friends."
"Last time I checked we were friends."
"You know what I mean."
"Yeah I know." She sighed. "I had a fight with Emily over this stupid thing and now that beloved friend of mine isn't speaking to me. She was going to leave the table when I sat down so I told her I'll leave instead."
"Well that sucks."
"You're telling me." Kayla started to read her book.
"Revealing the secrets behind your dreams?" Sam asked referring to the book he was reading. Kayla looked up.
"I've been having dreams lately. Saw this book and thought why the hell not?"
"What kind of dreams?"
"I don't know. Weird kinds."
"You know, some cultures believe that weird dreams occur because of disturbance by a spirit."
Kayla looked at him for a while. It wasn't a look that said you're crazy but Sam still worried that she was just good at hiding it.
"Now that's a scary thought," Kayla finally said.
"You believe in that stuff?"
"I don't carry a crucifix but I'm not going to say 'Bloody Mary' in front of a mirror either."
"Better safe than sorry."
"Guess so."
She noticed the pamphlet on one of her books. "Hey, you want this?" she asked holding the pamphlet up. "It's from the exhibition."
"Don't you want it?"
"Not really. I'm not into the stuff."
"Then why did you go?"
"Because I just wanted to waste time. You want it or not?"
Sam wordlessly took it from her. Kayla went back to her book.
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Dean drove himself to the nearest diner and ordered breakfast for Sam and himself. He was waiting for his order when a man came up to him. He recognized as his father's friend, Rick.
"Rick, right?"
"Glad you remembered me. How's your cousin?"
"He's doing fine. Dad's just staying there for an extra day or two. He should be back soon."
"Good to know."
"Yeah. You're kinda overdressed for breakfast aren't you?" Dean asked referring to Rick's suit.
"I always wear a suit for breakfast," Rick replied with a chuckle. "I just needed some coffee before taking my wife to a funeral."
"I'm sorry."
"Nah, it's ok. She was more of my wife's friend than mine."
"How did she die?"
"Heart attack."
"She must have had health issues before she had the attack." Dean knew that no other health problems are needed to have a heart attack but he was fishing for information, just in case.
"Not that I know of. She was really healthy. Actually no one can figure out why she had the attack."
"Sometimes this things just happen. How's your wife taking it?"
"It's hard on her. Believe it or not, this is her third friend who died. All three had the same thing."
"That's a major coincidence."
"Yeah, it is. It took away three great people. You know all three of them did social work. That's where my wife met them."
"All three of them?"
"Yup. Anyway, Alice should be ready by now."
"Yeah, I have to get back before Sam starts calling."
Dean dropped off Sam's breakfast before going to the library. Two hours later Dean dropped on the chair of the dining table, where Sam was doing his homework.
"Where were you?"
"Library."
"Why?"
Dean took a deep breath before telling Sam about his conversation with Rick. "So I went to the library to see if social work could be the connection between the victims."
"Was it?"
"Yup."
"That's weird. Why would a demon be after them?"
"I don't know," Dean admitted. "But I called Dad and he said he'll ask around. But he said to hear news from him before doing anything."
"Did he say when he'd be back?"
"Yeah. He said he's just a few hours away."
"Good to know," Sam said before returning his attention to his Math problem.
Dean was staring at the table when he noticed a pamphlet. Since he had nothing else to do, he picked it up. "You know picking up a pamphlet at the exhibition is like asking to get caught by Dad."
"Kayla gave it to me," Sam informed without looking up.
"You like her don't you?" Dean asked with a smirk. Sam looked at him annoyed. "Just as a friend." Sam just shook his head before continuing with his homework.
Dean started looking through the pamphlet. "Well, you do. C'mon you don't have to-"
Dean tilted his head to his side. He put the pamphlet down for Sam to see and pointed at one of the pictures. "I've seen this before."