This chapter and the next one, where added in once i had finished the whole story, i just thought it needed abit more, hope you enjoy
It had been a month since Dean and Sam Winchester left Cedar Falls, Lorraine was franticly trying to pack her bag, she zoomed from one side of her room to the other, grabbing things and chucking them into the suitcase, Joanne sat on her sister's bed, Mary was on her lap, as they watched Lorraine
"Calm, down," Joanne said, Lorraine stopped and stared, her gaze switching between her daughter smiling back at her, and then back to her sister
"Maybe I shouldn't go," Lorraine said
"It's only 5 days, it's important for your grades, and you have to," Joanne repeated for what seemed the millionth time since Lorraine found out that she had to attend a 3 day seminar in Nebraska.
"Ok, but what if I take Mary,"
"Lorraine, I didn't take a week off work, just so you could take Mary," Joanne replied in a monotone voice, she had been going through all this from the last two weeks,
"But I've never left her for this long,"
"Lorraine, listen to me, everything will be fine, you are going to go, you are going to have fun and you are going to stop worrying," Joanne pronounced each word singularly, Lorraine sighed,
"What if –"
"No," Joanne cut her off, "no, I can call the police, we have, James and Darren, on either side," she was referring to their next door neighbours "and anything they can't handle, I know where the salt is, and have already devised a escape plan" Lorraine sighed again, she knew that Joanne wasn't going to let her out of this one,
"Ok, ok, but if anything -"
"I will call you straight away,"
"And if-"
"Then I call Sam,"
"And then-"
"as fast I can," Lorraine smiled at her sister, she had no doubt that Joanne could handle things without her, but she had never been away from Mary, and that's what was worrying her the most, she wasn't sure how she would go,
"ok," Lorraine said, as she zipped up her suitcase, she looked at the clock, she should have been on her way half an hour ago, "I better go," she picked up Mary, while Joanne grabbed her suitcase, and they walked down the stairs, and out to the car, Lorraine hesitantly gave her daughter a kiss on the top of her head, while Joanne placed the suitcase on the back seat,
"Now, give me the child and step away," Joanne laughed as she took Mary, "and try and find a nice guy, preferably one that doesn't hunt demons" they laughed then Lorraine got in the car,
"I'll call you tonight," and after one more wave and blowing a kiss to Mary she reversed out of the driveway and headed off.
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"So, November last year, three Men go missing, five days later, they turn up, all of them have a different symbol on the back of their necks, unharmed and no memory of the time they were missing," Sam said from the passenger seat of the impala, "same as the year before, and the year before that," Dean nodded, "or we have a haunted hotel, people go in but they don't come out," Sam flicked though the pages that sat on his lap,
"both sound pretty interesting," Dean said, "these adults, there not hurt, probably got too drunk to remember what happened, I don't know Sammy, doesn't sound too, you know" he whistled the tune from 'twilight zone' "but this hotel, people are just disappearing, or are they dead,"
"They disappear, all their stuff's still in the room, but there not heard of ever again," Sam said finally finding the story from the pile of papers and putting it on top,
"Now that sounds more like our sort of thing" Dean replied, "how far away,"
"About, 3 hours,"
"Ok then," Dean said as he applied more pressure to the accelerator,
"Make that an hour and a half" Sam chuckled
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"shit," Lorraine exclaimed, she had been driving for nearly 2 and a half hours and she was sure she was lost, she glanced around for a street sign, but it was useless, the long winding road, hadn't had another street for miles, she grabbed the road map book off the passenger seat, and placed it on the steering wheel, trying to find where she was, she knew she should probably pull over, but she was already running late, she remembered the last street sign she had seen, glancing from the book to the road then back to the book, she searched for the street, suddenly a car behind her started honking, she looked at her speedometer, she had slowed down, but was still over the speed limit, "what's your bloody problem," she said to herself, as she continued to search the map, the car started honking again, a quick glance in the rear-view mirror, let her know that it wasn't a cop, she couldn't see the driver, and after the third set of honks, Lorraine pulled a finger at the driver, then pulled over to the side of the road.
"bloody woman, drivers," Dean mumbled, as he sped past the car that had just given him the finger, he tried to get a look at the driver, but she had her head stuck in the road map book,
"That looked like Lorraine's car," Sam commented
"Why the hell would she be out here," it wasn't a question, but he knew what the back of Lorraine's car looked like, he had had a perfectly good view of it about a month ago,
"I know, I was just saying," Sam replied, "Maybe she needs help,"
"She gave me the finger," Dean exclaimed,
"Well, what do you expect you where honking at her, and it wasn't like she was going under the speed limit or anything,"
Dean waved him off, and kept driving, "I'm sure she's fine,"
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"Hi Welcome, to the Holiday Inn- how can I help," the blond woman behind the desk, smiled at the two brothers,
"Yeah we were wondering if you had any rooms available," Sam asked, the woman typed on the computer,
"I'm sorry were fully booked, but we do have one late arrival, if she hasn't shown up in 3 hours I can give you the room,"
"That sounds great,"
"Ok, if you'd like to wait in the Bar, I'll send someone over as soon as the room opens up," She smiled, as Dean and Sam headed over the bar, Dean let out a low whistle
"Now this is pretty flash for us," he said looking around the room, the building its self was three levels, the first consisted of the lobby and the bar/restaurant then 20 rooms on each of the floors above
"Shhh," Sam scolded him, as a rich looking elderly couple frowned in their direction, they took up a place at the bar, as the bartender served them,
"So who do you think is going to go next," Dean said as he took a drink of the beer that had been placed in front of him,
"Dean, please," Sam replied, the bar was quiet and they could easily be over heard,
"Ok, then, what are we going to do if this late arrival shows up,"
"I don't know well figure out something," Sam said glancing around the room, hoping to find something that will give them a lead on the case,
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"Hi welcome to the Holiday Inn, how I can help you," the blonde greeted the next customer,
"Hi, I'm sorry, I'm late, I got a bit lost," Lorraine said as she placed her suitcase on the floor near her feet,
"You must be Lorraine," Lorraine nodded, "you're lucky we were just about to give your room away,"
"sorry, again, it's my first time leaving my daughter, and then I thought I was going the wrong way, then this rude bastard starting honking at me," Lorraine rambled, the lady behind the desk was still smiling politely, and Lorraine wondered if her face was permanently stuck that way
"Well, here's your key, you're in room 38 Peter will take you up" she indicated to a young man that was by Lorraine's side almost instantly, and had already picked up her suitcase, she followed him to the elevator, and up to the third floor, as Lorraine entered the room her stomach churned, she was already missing Mary and decided that she would ring Joanne and let her know she had made it, she thanked Peter and he left closing the door behind him, She pulled the phone out of her bag and punched in the number, she spoke to Mary briefly, as she placed the photo of Mary and Joanne the she had brought with her on the bedside table, then told Joanne she would call again tonight, ending the call she threw the phone on the bed, she circled the room slowly taking in the cream coloured walls, and various paintings that hung on the wall, it was defiantly a step or two up, from the hotel rooms she stayed in when she was travelling with Dean and Sam, she wasn't use to the stillness that hung in the air, normally she would have Mary babbling away, or her musical mobile in the background, Lorraine wasn't sure what to do with herself, the seminar didn't start till tomorrow so she decided have a shower then head back down stairs and check out the bar she had seen when she had come in.
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"So, what do we do now," Dean asked as he finished the contents in his glass, they had just been informed that, the late arrival had shown up, sorry for any inconvenience, and please remember to book ahead, Sam was looking around the room again, hoping the answer would jump out at him,
"come on, I have an idea" Sam got up off the stool and headed out of the bar, Dean had no choice, but to follow, "wait here," he told Dean as they stood just a few feet from the front desk, Sam walked up to the receptionist,
"How can I help you," She asked recognising him from before
"I was just wondering if there was any possible chance to get a room, you see, my brother over there," he indicted to Dean, Dean unsure of what else to do, smiled back at them, giving his head a quick nod, "see, his girlfriend, was one of the people that went missing here," the woman stopped smiling, a look of shock was etched on her face,
"I have no idea what you mean, sir," she stuttered
"I'm sure you do, look he just wants' a bit of closure, I'm sure there is something you could do, to help him out," Sam smiled sweetly at her, she looked around the hotel nervously, then typed franticly on the computer,
"Now, I'm not usually aloud to do this, but how long do you plan on staying,"
"About four or five days," Sam thought that it should give them enough time,
"we have an early arrival tomorrow, so if you can promise to be out of the room, left in the state it was found, by 5 am, then I can change you into a permanent room," Sam smiled at her again, as she handed him a key, "third floor, enjoy your stay," she said her voice losing its warmth,
Sam walked back over to Dean, dangling the key in front of his face,
"How did you manage that," Dean exclaimed
"I told her you'd sleep with her"
"What" Dean's eyes widened, then he looked over to the brunette considering the possibility
"I was joking," Sam laughed
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Lorraine woke up sweating and short of breath, she pulled the covers back and walked into the bathroom, turning on the cold tape she cupped her hands under the water, and splashed the cool liquid on her face, when she had first walked into the room, she had had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, at first she just thought it was the nervousness of leaving her daughter but now she knew that it was because the bad things that had and will happen in this room, the man, or whatever it was had grabbed the woman, and stuck an needle in her arm, then dragged her off, Lorraine couldn't see where she was dragged to, because she had woken up, but she did see that the woman was her, Lorraine
splashed her face with water one more time then turned exited the bathroom, grabbing her bag she rummaged through the contents until her hand wrapped around the gun, she looked at the clock, it was 3.30 in the morning, she knew she wouldn't be going back to sleep so she curled herself up in the armchair, the gun still in her hand, she stayed that way just staring into space until the sun shone through the window, after showering and dressing quickly she headed down to the lobby,
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"room 24, will be vacant at 10.40," The brunette had been replaced by a young blonde, "why don't you enjoy some breakfast, at one of these wonderful locations," She handed Sam a brochure, he accepted it with a nod, then Dean followed his brother out of the hotel and to the little cafe that was just a few blocks away,
"So how much do we know about this case," Dean asked, as they waited for their orders,
"in the last 3 months 7 woman have gone missing, just vanished, the last one was two nights ago" Sam told his brother, "all their stuff still in there room,"
"Just woman,"
"Yeah," Sam answered,
"So what do we think is behind this," they were both silent as the waitress pored there coffee, all exchanging nervous smiles, "demon, ghost," Dean added once she had left,
"I don't know, who would want these woman, and why,"
"Is there any pattern," Dean stirred his coffee then took a sip, Sam swallowed his mouth full then shook his head
"Only the room and that they are all woman"
"that's on the same floor as ours, makes it easier," there was more silence and awkward exchanges as their meals arrived, "so after breakfast well head back, check out room 38"
"Sounds like a plan,"
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"welcome, everyone to 'understanding the human mind', I'm David Ryans, I'll be your lecturer for the next three days," the man that stood in front of the audience, was closing in on 50 years, his hair a mix of grey and black, " a lot of you are here, because this seminar will help out your chosen career path, and maybe some of you are here because you had nothing better to do for three days," there was a polite ripple of laughter from the audience, "whatever the reason, I hope that by the end of the seminar, you'll be able to understand the human mind a little better," Lorrain was only half listening, she could stop thinking about what she had seen in her dreams last night, she nearly booked out of the hotel early this morning and headed home, she had Mary to think of now, she couldn't risk her life anymore, and she knew the basic defences against demons, if this was what it was, but she knew that it was unlikely for to come up against one herself and survive, she thought about ringing Sam, or Dean, maybe they would be able to look into it, she shook her head, deciding to wait till she had more evidence that it was more than just a dream,
"You don't agree with me," David asked her, Lorraine looked around the room, and blushed as all eyes were on her,
"I'm sorry," she asked
"You shook your head, where I come from that usually means no or disagreement," he looked at her now, as if he was staring her down
"No, sorry, there was a fly," Lorraine shook her head as the imaginary fly had comeback, he smiled at her, and Lorraine knew that he knew he had caught her day dreaming
"Let's continue, shall we," he continued
"nice save," Lorraine had only just noticed the man that sat next to her, her looked about 5 years older than her, his hair was cut short, and he had a goatee, Lorraine smiled back politely, "I'm Marcus," he held a out a hand
"Lorraine," She returned the gesture, but kept one ear on the lecturer,
"So business or pleasure," he whispered in her ear,
"A bit of both," Lorraine smiled back flirtingly, remembering what Joanne had said to her, why not have a little fun while she was here, maybe it would help take her mind off the dream she had had last night as well, she could feel her cheeks warming, as she scribbled down a few notes, and she caught the man's smile out the corner of her eye as he leaned back in his chair and chewed on his pen.
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"housekeeping," Dean called out as he knocked on the door to room 38, he knocked again, but there was no answer, he looked at his brother Sam nodded and Dean proceeded to pick the lock, a few seconds later they opened the door and entered the room, they both looked around cautiously, they couldn't see anyone in the room, so they started to search it, Dean let out a low whistle,
"So what do you think," Sam asked, scanning the room with the EMF
"This room's better than ours," Dean replied looking around the room impressively
"I was talking about the case,"
"I don't know man," Dean said as he opened the closet, peered inside it, then closed it again, "we don't even know what where suppose to be looking for,"
"Anything suss, I suppose," Sam answered as he searched the small bathroom,
"Anything suss, I suppose," Dean mimicked sarcastically, he pulled at a door he presumed was the connecting door to the next room, it was locked,
"Anything," Sam asked coming out of the bathroom,
"Nah, whatever it is, it's covering its tracks pretty well; you know normally these things leave some sort of clue,"
"You think maybe it's human," Sam wondered
"Oh, god I hope not," Dean replied, looking around the room, hoping he had missed something, he spotted a CD cover and walked over to him, he picked it up and turned it over, it was a homemade MP3 CD, he read though the list, "Metallica, alright, Def leppard, ok, Mellissa Etheridge, eugh, Cher, Fleetwood Mac " he screwed up his nose, then his mouth dropped slightly, there was only one person he knew to have a collection like that "oh, you have got to be joking," he said aloud, then looked around the room again, and sure enough there it was, a photo he reconised as Joanne and a little girl, he looked at the photo to Sam and then back again wondering if there was something his brother was keeping from him, even though the little girl in picture looked nothing like Sam, they heard the door handle turn and they looked at each other with alarm on their faces,
"Housekeeping," came the lively voice, Dean and Sam let a sigh of relief,
"Where just on our way out, thanks," Sam said as he walked out of the room, Dean followed a little hastily, leaving the maid to look at them indifferently,
"you know who's room that was," Dean said as they hurried down the hall, at the same time that Dean had found the CD Sam had spotted the photo of Mary on the bedside table, and he wondered if his brother had also seen it,
"Told you it looked like her car," Sam laughed
"And once again she's a target and where going to have to save her life,"
"Hey at least she walked into this one on her own," Sam added, trying to see a bright side "So, we gonna talk to her, let her know what's going on,"
"let's just see what happens, see if we can sort this out before she finds out what's going on,"
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Lorraine and Marcus sat in the bar; the seminar had finished for the day, and he and insisted on walking her back to her room, when Lorraine had suggested a drink first
"So, anyone waiting for you at home," Marcus asked, a cheeky smile on his face
"Wow, you waste no time do you," Lorraine laughed, "uh, just my daughter,"
"oh," Marcus replied, he looked around the bar room, then back at her, stumbling on his next question "how old is she," Lorraine could tell that Marcus had become nervous, and was politely waiting for an escape, "she'll be one next month," they sat silently, Lorraine played with the straw in her drink amusingly, while Marcus looked around the bar again
"Wow, kids hey gotta love them," Lorraine wanted to laugh, but instead she smiled,
"Yeah, do you have any," Lorraine already knew the answer but still asked it anyway
"Me, uh, no, um, you know, not the right time," he made a sound as he cleared his throat,
"That's understandable," Lorraine replied, "so why are you doing this seminar,"
"You know it's been great, but I just remembered I have to, um, go," Marcus said as he stood up knocking the table as he did, he was still avoiding eye contact
"Yeah, I'll probably see you tomorrow," Lorraine replied as the man hurried out of the bar room
"We'll I think that was the shortest date in history," Lorraine said to herself, as she finished her Bloody Mary, As much as she hated the name, she enjoyed the drink and at least it was free, she stood up and looked around, she didn't feel like going back up to her room just yet, the dream was still vivid in her mind, as much as she tried and wanted to she couldn't ignore it, she decided to go window shopping, she left the bar heading out of the hotel, pulling her coat around her as the cool air outside hit her.
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"Stop," Dean said grabbing a hold of his brother's shoulder. As they stepped out of the elevator
"Dean" he said frustratingly
"It's her," Dean replied, as he watched Lorraine walk out off the building,
"Where's she going," Sam asked
"How the hell should I know," it was Deans turn to sound annoyed
"Maybe you should follow her,"
"What are you going to do," Dean asked,
"I'll go back up to her room," Sam answered
"Just stay away from her underwear draw,"
"Funny Dean," he replied sarcastically as he headed back to the elevators, Dean laughed as he followed after Lorraine, he stepped outside and looked in every direction possible, but he couldn't see her
"Damn woman should work for the FBI, or something" Dean said irritated, then went back inside, sitting on one of the lobby's sofas he picked up a magazine, but kept one eye on the door, it was three hours later, Lorraine re-entered the building, carrying a bag that displayed the name of the bookstore that was across the road, he watched from behind the magazine as she walked to elevator, the woman at the desk smiled politely at her, then went back to whatever it was she was doing, Dean headed back to his room, Sam had called him over an hour ago to tell him that he was there
"Find anything," Dean said as he entered the room,
"The EMF, was going berserk, but only in certain places, I found a microphone in the a lamp, and a camera in one of the picture frames,"
"What is this place, pervert capital?"
"anyway, I managed to pick up the signal on the camera," he turned the laptop towards Dean and on the screen was Lorraine sitting in the same chair she had occupied last night, reading one of the books she had brought from the Bookstore she had just visited,
"Where the hell did you learn to that," Dean asked, half impressed,
"Every wireless Camera has a unique serial number, all I had to do was enter the number into the lap top and it picked up its frequencies,"
"You sly devil, learnt that in collage didn't ya," Dean smiled at his brother, his eyebrows moved up and down suggestively, Sam frowned at his brother, and shook his head
"So who's surveillance?"
"Could be the cops," Sam said
"Or the sick bastard, if this is a person doing this," Dean added, Sam nodded the camera he found could be brought at any electronics store, deep down he had feeling that the cops would use something a little more high tech, he had also checked his own room when he had got back and hadn't been able to find anything "so we just going to sit here and watch until something happens,"
"You got a better idea," Sam responded,
"Yeah, we get her the hell out of here," Dean exclaimed, Sam knew that Lorraine wouldn't be here without Mary unless she really had to, so he didn't want to mess up her plans for nothing, when his brother hadn't replied, Dean continued "we can't just leave her there as bait,"
"She might not be,"
"Come on, some sicko, has set up a camera in her room, that sounds like bait material to me"
"Wait, someone's going in," they saw the door open, but Lorraine had her back to the door and continued reading, unaware of the intruder until his hand covered her mouth,
"Come on," Dean growled, as he raced out of the room, and down the hallway, Sam was close behind him, when they reached Lorraine's room, the door was still open, the chair she was sitting on was now lying on its side, the book she was reading was open beside the bed, but beside that the room looked normal, "Lorraine," Dean yelled his voice filled with panic, he looked around the room, if they had left the room, he would have seen them, he searched the closet, the bathroom, even under the bed, but nothing, Sam picked up the chair placing it back on its four legs, and found a small orange cap, he picked it up, and held it in his fingers,
"We'll its definitely human, he's drugged her," Dean grabbed the needle cap from Sam and rolled it between his fingers, "the camera," Sam said
"What," Dean asked,
"The camera, I had it recording," Dean didn't reply he was already following his brother back to their room, Sam sat behind the computer and after hitting a few buttons, they both stared at the screen as they saw the door open, and the man enter, they couldn't see his face, Dean's stomach knotted as they watched the man creep up behind Lorraine, then placed a hand roughly around her mouth, Lorraine flung her arms back hitting the man in the face with her book, he stumbled back slightly, but regained his balanced quickly, leaping at Lorraine knocking both her and the chair to ground, the book went flying hitting the bed then landing on the floor, both men felt helpless watching Lorraine struggle with the man until he had stuck the needle in her arm and her body went limp, then the man picked her up, walked over the door that Dean had found locked, a few seconds later Dean entered the room followed by Sam, Sam closed the laptop, and Dean picked up one of the lamps and threw it at the wall causing it to shatter
"Son of a bitch," he yelled, "is she still alive,"
"I know just as much as you do Dean," Sam replied feeling useless, "don't worry we'll find her,"
"oh, I know we'll find her," Sam saw a hateful look in Dean's eyes that he hadn't seen since they had come up against the yellow eyed demon for the last time, "and I'm gonna tear that bastard apart"