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Chapter 2 Sirens are ugly

Sam woke up to the sound of his bother singing in shower; for some reason, not known to man, he was actually was use to the sound of his brother's singing. The sound had become a comforting thing in the hectic life of Sam Winchester. Sam knew the thing that was luring these boys to it had some power over men. He also knew how this day would go, research follow by bad food, horrible night sleep and of course a brush with death. They really should being getting some points with the reaper. Hell, they each have died at least twice. Sam rolled over to see the time eight twenty –seven am. Sam pulls himself out of bed, Dean was still singing to himself. Sam stumbled on a tea cup chair, while reaching for the light. After finding his duffel, he pulled out clothes. The duo was dressing and out the door by eight thirty. Dean's job was interviewing, and Sam researching. Dean drop Sam off around nine, and started on the list of the missing boys' family and friends.

"So, Mrs. Jocbs you son was with friends?"

"Yes, they said he went to the bathroom, and didn't come back."

"Where and when was this?" Dean did his best calm cop voice.

"They were at Siren's beach at down the road a little; it was a little after midnight."

"This is the last question. Was your son acting weird before he disappeared?"

"No, he was perfectly normal. Why do you think someone drugged my son?"

"We're just trying to figure what would make him just go with the kidnappers."

"I hope you'll find him soon. This is really hard on his bother."

Sam was looking up the history of missing people in the city. It seems the city had trouble keeping their men in the city limits. During early years of the city men were disappearing left and right. There is a legend that says that men with untrue faith would be caught by the girls singing for devils praise. They were said to sit in shallow water, and men would be caught by their music, and never be able to leave.

"Excuse me, Miss?" Dean said running up to a petite blonde.

"Yes, can I help you?" Her voice seems to high, but fitter her.

"I hope so I'm looking for Siren beach." Dean said with a classic smile that would melt ice cream.

"You're about a mile away. Go down the road then turn left."

"Thanks. I 'm really bad with directions; would you mind showing me?" He said with a gleam in his eye.

"I guess, if you promise to be a perfect gentleman." She said with a grin.

"I'll be on my best behavior." He said with a laugh.

Sam was using the computer to find out more about whom, or what would have that kind of power; to take men without being caught. A couple options came up, a siren was what best matched the description giving. Checking the time Sam printed the research and went back to the hotel room. After getting out of the library; Sam heard his phone give a little beep. Dean had called three times. Two were him calling Sam and bitch that should turn on his phone. The last was that Dean found out that there was siren in Charleston.