Chaos, Loyalty And Everything In Between
A/N: Hello again! So I hope you guys liked the first chapter, things may be a little slow and I don't know how often I'll be able to update, but I'll do my best to stay canon and promise things will pick up soon! I just hope that y'all enjoy this chapter as it took a while and I hopefully fixed a few things so it'll be easier to follow along, please no flames and feel free to review or PM me if there are any questions or suggestions, till next time!
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Chapter 2: Different Place, Same Job
Sam looked around the room that they would be staying in and was quite relieved to see that instead of the usual motels, it was clean and had a welcoming feeling. After a few minutes of settling in, Dean came in to find him already on the laptop. He placed his bag on the bed nearest to the door and sat down.
"Nice place." Dean said finally breaking the silence, "Yeah." Dean raised an eyebrow at the short answer before trying again, "Well there's a diner down the road, and do you want anything?" He stood up, car keys in hand. Sam shook his head, not glancing up to see the look his brother gave him as he left.
"This is all we have so far." Lewis said as he sat a medium sized box down on one of the empty desks. Introductions were already made and Garcia had joined the rest of the team in the lab, while the others were leafing through crime scene photos and reports, she was trying to find a connection with Skylar Adams. Adams was a hacker as well, right now the sandy haired, blue eyed man was in deep concentration.
"There doesn't seem to be an explanation for any of the crimes so far." Hotch said after he closed the report on Jake Anderson. This case was already proving to be difficult, then again, no case was cut and dry. He knew they were missing some key pieces, it was finding these pieces that would be the hardest part.
"Whoever this guy is, he's pretty angry." Morgan commented, they had been working with the CSIs for a few hours now, most of the time had been spent on going over reports, photos, and everything else. But even during this time, they were still coming up empty and that frustrated him to no end. The photos were horror by themselves, the thought that ran through the profiler's mind was how they were going to stop someone who had no clear method on picking his victims.
"These attacks could be dogs." Reid said, studying one of the photos as if it were an interesting puzzle. "The level of rage is apparent, but this seems to be done by some kind of animal, not human." He looked up to see the others looking at him, he continued after a nod from Gideon, "It could be that this type of killing is part of the signature, almost like an expression."
"It would explain why the wounds are as ragged as they are." JJ said, having returned from fielding phone calls from the press and media. "Both the local news and press have agreed to withhold any information on the case to avoid causing public hysteria." She added as she sat down with an open file to review it with fresh eyes.
"Good." Gideon said, "The last thing we need is for this to be stirred up. If the public panics due to the media and press releasing every detail, then our UNSUB will have more chances of a larger victim pool and escaping." He looked up to see the faces of his teammates as they pondered the possibility of a serial killer loose as that could lead to a spree, and that was the one outcome he wanted to avoid.
"Well then if it's dogs, then I guess this doesn't concern you." Nelson said in a sharp tone, he turned from his desk to glare the team. It was clear that the older man considered them to be intruding. The team just shared a look as it seemed that they had a long way to go to earn the CSIs trust while Lewis got up to answer his phone.
"Ok so in the past four weeks, people have been found either in or near their homes torn to shreds." Sam said looking at the screen of his laptop while picking at his salad. Dean had come back with food and was listening to what had been found.
"That could mean a skinwalker's around, they can do some pretty nasty things." Dean said as he ate a bite of pie. He had rolled his eyes when Sam had gotten on him about his diet, and finally got him on the subject of their hunt. "What else is there?"
"Well, the people in question were good people from what I could tell. No speeding or parking tickets, no felonies, not even a late payment. It's strange." Sam said shaking his head, "There isn't anything of their lives pointing to the supernatural."
"Maybe not, but most people don't end up like hamburger without a reason. There's something here, we just have to find it and gank it before it finds dinner again." Dean said as he came over to take a look. "Could be an angry spirit or animal." He scrolled down on the computer, scanning for any little details.
"You mean like a Hellhound or Ghost Dog?" Sam questioned as the two could create the kind of damage seen, it wouldn't be too much of stretch for either to be their culprit. He was busy sorting out the known lore in his head, which raised another question. "If it's a Hellhound, then that would mean a Demon's involved." Sam started as he saw Dean's eyes light up.
"We just have to find out if there is one and what it would want." Dean finished the thought as he knew Sam was thinking the same thing and if it turned out right, there was a major problem. He just hoped it was something that could be seen, because if not, then there were a lot of walking targets out there who would never see their demise coming.
Skylar could tell something was up. There was feeling in the pit of his stomach that alerted him, the time shown on his watch was 6 in the afternoon, and worry was starting to gnaw at him. He paused when he heard the typing stop and looked over.
"Are you ok? If there's something on your mind, you can tell me." Garcia said kindly as she could see something was making Adams nervous while they took their break. So far, nothing had come up on any of the victims, she wished she was in her office, complete with fuzzy animals, various figurines and bright pictures as they helped her combat the horrors that filled her screens.
Skylar gave her a half-smile and shook his head. "I'm fine, but thanks for asking. I'm sure it's nothing." He said, he saw that only he and Garcia were in the room as the others had left the room for a break. With a final glance, he turned to pull back up to the desk and continue work when he let out a small scream from being sideswiped and sent spinning across the room, chair and all.