As Sam and Dean made their way back to the motel they both had different things on their minds. Sam's was focused on the case and what had killed Mrs. Hardmen. He was certain the town had a very angry spirit riding the town of people who weren't exactly liked. After speaking with Mayor Mcallister they had discovered cold cases from a few years back. People dying the same un explainable way. No forced enter, house trashed, body in the tub, and blood around the windows and doors. Sam knew it would be an easy thing to get rid of if he could just figure out who had come back to haunt the town. That's if it was a spirit. He needed to focus on the case or else his mind with switch to Jessica. She had only died six months ago and he'd be lying if he said he never thought about her. He still dreamed about her every night and saw here where ever he turned. He thought going after a simple case in a small town would be easy but Dean was making it hard.
Dean hadn't been focused on the case or much the past few weeks. He was angry at his father for taking off and not showing up when he needed help and he was tired. Tired of listening to his brother scream out in the middle of the night for Jessica. It hurt him to see his brother in so much pain and he couldn't do anything about it. That's why he was so distracted by Molly at the diner. He knew how to get stress off his back and just have a good time but Sam was still being very faithful to Jessica. He knew Sam was annoyed with his behaviour and the truth was he wasn't even interested in Molly, he just thought Sam would just relax a bit.
They both knew there was work to be done but they had no where to start. They had gone through every mysterious death and only found more cold cases that went back at least twenty years that matched Mrs. Hardmen's death. They had no leads and all they could do was for hope for a sighting or someone in the town to snap. Dean could tell the town was hiding something about the history but no one seemed to say anything. That's when Dean had an idea.
"What about Molly?" He asked sitting across from his brother at the table in the small motel room. It was a lot nicer than most of the motels they've stay in but the creepiness of the town was making Dean very uneasy.
"Dude come on." Sam huffed. "People are dying."
"That's not what I meant." Dean rolled his eyes. "She and the Mayor's daughter... Beth, have lived in this town since they were born. I bet if we get them talking something will slip out." Dean shrugged.
"You just want to go out with Molly." Sam huffed looking back down at the sea of papers in front of him. Missing people reports, murder files, and just about anything strange that has happened in Willow's Creek in the past century was spread out in front of them.
"Not true." Dean shook his head.
"Really?" Sam laughed not believing his brother. "That why were flirting with her this morning and so eager to give her your number?" Sam asked.
"Actually I gave her yours." Dean smiled back at his brother and Sam looked up quickly and unamused.
"What?" He asked quickly and Dean just smiled. "Dude why would you do that?" He sighed.
"Because man she liked you." Dean sat back. Sam rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Look I know you're loyal o Jessica and I respect that, I do... but come on Sam. It's been six months." Dean sighed. "Don't you think she would want you to move on." Dean sighed knowing Sam would get angry.
"You don't know what you are talking about so stop." Sam demanded.
"I'm just saying this could make our lives so much easier." Dean shrugged. "We take her out, get her talking and trust me I bet she will know more then any report the locals give us." Dean sighed sitting forward. "You're right, people are dying and it happens to be our job to stop that." Dean nodded as he stood grabbing his jacket and throwing Sam his phone.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked just barely catching his phone.
"You're going to call Molly, have her meet us somewhere. I'll be in the car." Dean smiled as he headed for the door. "Her number is already in your contacts." Dean winked as he quickly left before Sam could argue.
Sam huffed when Dean left. He knew Dean wouldn't let up, and he was also kinda right. Getting information from someone who lived here was a lot faster than reading through all the paper work. Sam exhaled as the phone dialled the number.
"Hello?" Molly's cheery voice made Sam nervous.
"Hey, Molly it's Sam... Sam Winchester from this morning?" he asked his voice a bit shaky.
"I was wondering when you were gonna get around to calling me." She giggled. "I couldn't tell if I would be hearing from you or Dean." She sighed. "But I'm glad you called." She sighed.
"Well I was wondering if we could go somewhere and talk. Dean and I both have questions about the town I think you could answer." Sam sighed.
"Just as long as these questions come with you buying me a drink." She smiled and Sam smiled as well.
"I think I can do that." He nearly choked on his words.
"Well good. Meet me outside the diner in what fifteen minutes?" She asked. "It might take some convincing but I bet we could even get Beth to come along."
"I think that sounds like a good plan." Sam smiled knowing he wouldn't have to talk to Molly alone.
"Well great. See you soon Sam." Her voice was sweet.
"Bye." Sam said quickly and he hung up. He had to take a breath before he headed for the door. He stood in the room alone for a minute before the Impala's horn made him jump.
"Anytime now Sammy!" Dean called and Sam moaned and rolled his eyes. He quickly grabbed his jacket and headed outside. "So?" Dean asked as soon as Sam walked over to the car.
"Diner fifteen." Sam said quickly.
"See was that so hard." Dean laughed as he put the car in reverse.
"Yes." Sam barked back at his brother.
Dean drove quickly toward the diner and was happy the rain had stopped. It was getting late and he could see the whole town shutting down. Stores and diners were closing and people were making their way home. Dean never understood why people would want to live in a small town, nothing to do, and being around the same people everyday would get on his nerves.
"Damn." Dean said once he saw Molly waiting for them on the sidewalk. She was wearing a knee length blue dress and a jean jacket. He'd be lying if he said he didn't think she was pretty but he could tell how easy she was. "Looks like you got your work cut out for you." Dean smirked at his brother as they parked.
"Hi." Molly smiled brightly at both brothers as the walked over to her.
"How are you?" Sam asked quickly and Dean rolled his eyes at his nervousness.
"Well better since you called." She winked at Sam. "Now I know I said Beth would accompany us but she doesn't want to answer..." Molly sighed.
"After what happened between her and her father I think I would go into hiding too." Sam laughed a bit and Molly's smile fell.
"Oh God what happened?" She asked looking at them with worry.
"Something about being fired and acting out." Dean shrugged not really remembering what they had said. All he remembered was what she had said about him being a condescending bureaucrat. He only remember that because it made him laugh.
"They yelled a bit didn't they?" Molly sighed.
"Yeah." Sam nodded. "I'm guessing that's a daily occurrence?" Sam asked.
"Daily?" Molly laughed. "Try hourly." She shook her head. "Well good news I know where she is." Molly smiled. "And she could sure use a drink." She said as she started to walk. Sam and Dean stayed put and watched Molly start to cross the street. "You two comin' or what?" She asked once she reached the other side.
Sam and Dean quickly crossed the street. "She didn't really seem to like us. You sure she would want to help?" Sam asked.
"Ah Beth doesn't like anyone when she first meets them. Hell no one likes her when they first meet her." Molly laughed. "She kinda had that tough, get the hell away from me vibe."
"Wears it like a coat." Dean added.
"Well once you poke past that she is a very kindhearted person." Molly smiled as the three of them walked down the street. "I like to think of her like a really hard jar to open." Molly laughed as she stopped in front of a small but tall building.
"How's that?" Dean asked.
"Well she is tough and you gotta hit her against a counter a few times and then she'll open..." Molly's smile faded. "That sounded a lot less violent in my head." She sighed shaking her head. Dean and Sam both laughed at the girl as she walked into the building. "Beth!" She called out loudly but it was quiet for a second.
"I don't think anyone is here." Sam pointed out.
"Sh... you hear that?" Molly smirked as she pointed up and the sound of an intense melody started to fill the building. "You boys wanna see something amazing?" She asked as she walked to the stairs quickly.
"Amazing?" Dean scoffed. How could anything amazing come from a ballet dancer and a song with no words. He watched as Sam rolled his eyes at him.
"I'll have you know my Ginger is one of the best dancers in the state." Molly defended Beth. "She has the trophies to prove it." She giggled a bit. "She is five times more flexible then any rubber band, she can spin faster than most cars can drive without losing her footing, and she can hold any position." Molly explained and as she reached the top of the stairs she was out of breath. "It's amazing." She said running over to the viewing area.
Sam and Dean joined her side and when they heard the music start up again they watched quietly. The room empty except for Beth. Molly leaned on the window ledge and smiled as she watched her best friend moved. She was in the middle of spinning when Sam leaned in closer to watch. She hadn't stopped yet and when she did, she lunched forward kicking her left leg back and rising on her toes without so much as wobbling. His eyes grew as Beth bent her leg back and reached her arms up to catch her leg. She spun one more time before putting her leg back down. She jumped a few times and Sam was completely taken away by Beth's movements, grace, and balance.
Dean stood back crossing his arms over his chest with a deep sigh. He had never understood why people would watch or even like ballet. To him it was just a bunch of twists and turns. He looked through the glass and just watched. Beth had looked a bit different then when they had first met, and the complete opposite then when they had met her father. Her face was washed of all her make up, and turned red from her exercise. Her clothes were tighter and Dean couldn't help but run his eyes along the spandex and tights. She was very finely toned but had a figure. She had a small smile on her face and every so often with ever move her expression would change. Out of the corner of his eye Dean watched Sam lean in next to Molly as they watched in amazement. Dean looked back to Beth and finally understood why people would find ballet interesting.
Beth had just finished putting her leg down when she started to jump into the air. She had no running start she just jumped like a dolphin swinging her leg apart and landing on the toes of her feet without falling. He had to admire that much strength in a person, especially a women. No way he could have jumped and landed like she did. 7 times out of 10 he falls just being nudged by something they are hunting.
Dean took a step forward to watch closely. Beth started to twirl and her arms changed positions a few times and she launched into more jumps. "She doesn't even break does she." Sam whispered.
"She moves with the music. She doesn't stop unless the music does." Molly smiled.
Beth kept perfect balance and time as the music slowed. They all watched as she rose to her toes and her feet switched positions a few times then she spun around kicking her leg up as she went around. When she finally stopped spinning she stretched her leg up and her arms went out, still on her toes.
"How does she not break her toes?" Dean asked kinda shocked at the balance she had.
"Years of practice." Molly smiled. "She's been dancing since she could walk."
Dean watched as Beth's face changed a few times as she moved slowly. "Is she in pain?" Sam asked noticing the same look on her face.
"Nope." Molly giggled a bit. "She just gets lost in the moment. Ginger is at her best when she channels her emotions through her moves." She sighed. "Anger, pain, sorrow, gladness, anything she feels she moves." Molly shrugged. It was quiet for a minute as the song started to pick up and Molly smiled. "She is nearing the end... this is usually the best part." She said quietly as they all leaned in closer to watch.
The music rose and so did Beth's arms. She put everything she had into those last few jumps and stuck every landing. The music was getting faster so her pace picked up and Molly took a small gasp of air. Beth took a small jump and started to spin again and every so often kicking her leg around to keep her going. She jumped every few turns switching her legs forward and throwing her arms up. Dean and Sam watched in anticipation as the music began to climax and as soon as the last note came Beth came crashing to her knees, only it wasn't crashing. She landed and didn't so much as wobble.
"What..." Sam had to breathe out. Beth didn't even flinch as all her weight landed on her knees and she didn't even seem to feel it. He leaned back and looked over to Dean who was even more amazed.
"Yay!" Molly jumped and ran for the door. Sam and Dean looked back and watched Beth finally flinch when Molly shrieked. Her chest was raising quickly and she looked out of breath. "That was amazing." Molly ran into the room as Sam and Dean just stared through the window. They were both amazed.
"Molly?" Beth questioned as Molly came running into the studio. She was out of breath and pushed onto her feet to stand up. "What are you doing up here?" She asked quickly.
"I came to watch Ginger in action... duh." Molly rolled her eyes. "And there are two very good looking men out there that want to take us out for a drink." Molly whispered and Beth looked up quickly. She saw Sam and Dean through the window and panicked.
"What are they doing here?" Beth snapped quickly.
"I just told you." Molly huffed.
Beth looked up at Sam and Dean again and their mouths were dropped open and have big eyes like they were shocked. "Molly I've told you no one is supposed to be up here." Beth sighed pushing a loose strand of hair back into her bun.
"I know but... they wanna take us out." Molly said. Beth rolled her eyes and turned her back walking over to the side. She turned the speakers off and grabbed her notebook from the ground. "Ginger?" Molly questioned as Beth opened her book and started to write things down. "Beth."
"What?" She looked up annoyed.
"Come on." Molly walked over taking Beth's hand and heading for the door.
"Molly I have work to do." Beth whispered.
"You just finished, and you got fired today, and fought with your father. I think you need at least one drink." Molly shook her head dragging Beth behind her. She reach over and flicked the light switch before pushing Beth in front of her and out the door.
Hello all! I meant to add something in the first chapter but I wanted to see if people would read this... so if you are still reading and you like please let me know because this is just kind of an experiment story. Hell even if you don't like it just leave me a review but any comments or critics are welcome! Just gotta see if people are reading before I go on! :) Thanks!