Five.
The lawns were manicured and the houses were perfectly uniform and as the sunshine peeked over the rooftops of Burnett Drive, Haley knew this was not the place for Dean Winchester, especially recovering from a hang over, to be.
"Good morning Mrs Hayward," she greeted the middle aged woman with a warm smile "I'm Detective Inspector Crow and this is-"
Sam held out a hand for her to shake "Detective Inspector Sambora, we're investigating the events that occurred a week or so ago, may we come in?"
Haley rolled her eyes at him as the woman turned away, allowing them inside her home. Seriously, he used his Bon Jovi alias again? This really was getting ridiculous, with Dean refusing to use any name other than some lame rock band members, it was becoming increasingly difficult for them to be taken seriously.
The interior of the residence was a perfect as the exterior, all white and glass and light wood. "You have a lovely home Mrs Haywood," Haley commented as she led them into the lounge, where she invited them both to sit.
"Thank you Inspector Crow," she smiled weakly "I'm sorry it's such a mess but ever since Richard's-" she broke off, tears welling in her eyes "I'm so sorry, it's just so…"
"We understand," Sam responded in the soothing voice he reserved for those in need.
"While we hate to press you at such a difficult time, we need to ask you a few more questions," Haley leant forward in her seat "You described your son as having an 'altered demeanour.' How so?"
"Richard had always been a quiet boy, shy and retiring and not interested in social activities," Mrs Haywood explained "But he became extroverted, hard to talk to, rude even and defiant."
"Really?" Sam glanced at Haley with raised eyebrows "And did this affect your relationship with him?"
"His Father," she paused "David had issues with Richard's new personality. They clashed, frequently. On the night of the… incident, they had a huge fight and Richard stormed out."
Fifteen minutes later as Mrs Haywood saw them out, she stopped Haley for a moment. "What are your views on this case Inspector Crow?"
Haley smiled genuinely "We're doing the best to straighten out all the facts, but as soon as we do, you'll be the first to know, I promise."
"Because that wasn't my boy," Mrs Haywood said "He didn't kill those people. It was like…"
"Like?"
"Like he was possessed."
"Demonic possession isn't unheard of," Sam shrugged as Dean pulled away from the curb.
"It isn't exactly commonplace either," Haley retorted, biting her bottom lip "I don't know what to think."
"Maybe it was just a case of a boy taking out his anger on his friends," Sam glanced down into John's journal that was spread open on his lap.
But something inside of her didn't like that, and she couldn't work out what it was. Something told her that Richard Haywood didn't just decide to go out and shoot up three other kids after a fight with his Dad. It just didn't feel right.
"Whatever this kid did or didn't do, can we get some quiet in here?" Dean complained from the drivers seat "There's way too much noise in here."
Lifting an eyebrow, Haley eyed him "Is the whisky talking to you Dean?"
Grunting, he ignored her. Across the back seat, Sam shared a knowing smile with her.
Author's Note; so Haley's finally involved in a 'job.' you know you were waiting for it to happen. let me know what you like kids (:
