Authors Notes: Ugh, I just cannot stop writing. This fanfiction has distracted me from pretty much everything and because of it I haven't even been on my twitter in like four days ._.
Idk I love writing this fic, so yeah xD
Here's part 2 to Bedtime Stories and I hope you all enjoy it ~
After grabbing some food to eat, they had gotten from the police scanner that there had been another murder, an old lady had just attacked two hikers, killing the young man, but the woman had gotten away. They decided they would check it out, so they now walked down through the hospital.
Sam and Dean saw two cops walking out of a room. Liz and Gabrielle gave a smile to the cops who tipped their hats at the girls. Sam and Dean turned around not wanting the cops to recognize them. They made sure the cops were out of sight, before heading to the girl, who had been attacked, room.
They stopped at the room, seeing the girl in distress and talking to Dr. Garrison. Who got the girl to lay back down, he turned around noticing Sam, Dean, Liz, and Gabrielle at the entrance. He walked up to them, "Detectives."
"Dr. Garrison." They all said in unison, which had to make Gabrielle smile a bit.
"What the hell's going on here? My whole town's going insane."
"We'll let you know as soon as we do." Sam said, Dr. Garrison was silent, then walked between them to leave the room.
Liz and Dean walked into the room, Sam and Gabrielle looked at each other then followed Sam and Dean into the room, "Ms. Watson? Hi." Dean gave her a smile as he pulled out his badge, "We just need to ask you a few questions."
"If you're okay about it." Liz gave her a soft smile, she could tell that Julie had been through a lot. Julie nodded.
"Can you tell us how you got away?" Sam asked.
They waited for Julie to speak, knowing it was hard on her, and they didn't want to rush her, "I didn't eat as much as Ken did so I wasn't out of it and when the old woman...was carving up Ken...I shoved her and she fell." Liz and Dean looked at each other, hearing that the woman had carved the man open. They looked back to Julie, "She cracked her head on the stove, she's dead, right? I—I killed her?"
Liz sighed, "Would you have any idea as to why she had done that?"
Julie shook her head, "No. One minute she was just a sweet old lady and the next, she was like a monster."
"Can you remember anything else?" Sam asked, feeling a little sorry for what she had gone though.
"Um, yeah. Did you find a little girl there by any chance?"
Gabrielle raised an eyebrow, "Little girl?"
Julie nodded, "I thought I saw her outside the window. She just disappeared." Liz then had a thought, she figured that it was obviously a ghost now, "It must've been the drugs."
"This girl, what did she look like?" Dean asked.
"Does it matter?"
"Yes, every detail matters." Sam said nodding his head.
Julie sighed, trying her best to remember the little girl she had saw, "She had this dark, dark hair and really pale skin. She was around eight. She was a beautiful child. It was odd to see her in the middle of something so horrible."
Sam, Gabrielle, Liz, and Dean all looked to each other, they knew they would have to go check out the place.
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"Dude, Sam the EMF is going nuts over here." Gabrielle called, Sam turned around and walked over to Gabrielle at the window to see the EMF was spiking. Gabrielle turned to Sam, "You thinking ghost, maybe?"
Sam shrugged, "Unless Dean and Liz found any sulfu-"
"Nope, we didn't." Sam turned to see Liz and Dean walk into the room, after the had searched another part of the house. Liz raised an eyebrow, "Damn, the EMF looks like it's a kid a on sugar high." She said as she noticed the spike on the EMF.
"Yeah, but only over here by the window." Gabrielle informed them.
"Well, then there was definitely a ghost over there." Dean spoke up, noticing how crazy the EMF was going.
Liz crossed her arms, "Then, why would a ghost stand outside and watch?"
"Sam here has suggested something." Gabrielle said, pointing to Sam with a snicker.
Dean turned to Sam, "Go on, Sammy. Spill."
Sam shook his head, "Nah, it sounds weird."
"Every day of lives isn't?"
Sam sighed, "I was thinking about fairy tales."
"Fairy tales?" Liz repeated in confusion.
"Yes, fairy tales."
Liz and Dean gave each other a confused face, then back to Sam, "Sam, if you love fairy tales so much, do you want to put Robby to bed from now on?" Liz chuckled, Dean had to laugh at that.
Sam rolled his eyes, "No. I'm talking about the murders, a guy and girl hiking through the woods an old lady tries to eat them."
"Hansel and Gretel." Gabrielle spoke up,
Liz raised an eyebrow, "Or...it could just be two people walking through the woods, maybe a ghost was possessing the old lady and she went all psycho killer."
"Exactly." Dean said, agreeing with Liz.
Gabrielle crossed her arms, "What about the three brothers?"
"What about them?" Liz asked.
Gabrielle sighed, slightly irritated, "They were arguing over how to build houses, then got attacked by the big bad wolf." Liz and Dean looked dumbfounded, she groaned, "Three Little Pigs."
Liz put up her hand, "Sorry, but Bobby never read to me those stuff when we were little because it was too girlie." Which was true, he wouldn't even let Liz and Gabrielle watch The Little Mermaid when it first came out, at least not when he was around. He hated that Disney stuff and didn't want Liz and Gabrielle to become little brainwashed minions and beg him to take them to Disneyland.
Though, Bobby couldn't save himself when Gabrielle had stayed over at a friends house one night after Toy Story was released. The girl wouldn't stop singing 'You Got A Friend In Me' for weeks. It was even worse when The Lion King was released and she watched it; Bobby and Liz still have nightmares of Gabrielle singing along to every Lion King song in the car when they went out, since she had bought the soundtrack right after she saw it.
Gabrielle rolled her eyes, "No, you were just more into the Batman and Superman comic books and asked Bobby to read you a chapter from that every night."
Liz tilted her head from side to side, "That's true." Dean had to smirk at learning that out about Liz. Gabrielle looked at Liz with a glare, "What? Sorry. I had a thing for Clark Kent...and I thought Batman was quite bad-ass." Dean chuckled, seeing that even before he had met Liz she still acted more of a guy than a girl, that's one of the many reasons why he loved her.
Gabrielle shook her head and rolled her eyes at her older sister, and Sam just gave her an odd look, "Wait, getting back to the fairy tales, I thought all those things ended with everybody living happily ever after?" Dean asked.
"Not the originals." Sam spoke, Liz raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, "See, the Grimm brothers' stuff was kind of like the folklore of its day. Full of sex, violence, cannibalism. Then it got sanitized over the years, turned into Disney flicks for bedtime stories."
"So, what? The murders are like some reenactment?" Liz spoke up.
Gabrielle nodded, "Yes...or well, that's what Sam and I have come up with."
"Then how does this creepy ghost girl get involved?" Dean asked.
Sam shrugged, "She must've been here for a reason. I'm willing to bet top dollar she was at the construction site too."
"We gotta do research now, don't we?" Liz had to whine at Dean bringing that up, how she hated doing research. That's what she left Gabrielle to do, since she was the smarter of the two. Liz fit more of the dumb blond personality, she was blond after all, but hey she had more fun.
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Dean and Liz walked out of the Cumberland County Central Library, meeting back up with Sam and Gabrielle, "So, find anything?" Gabrielle asked.
"We checked every record, there were a quite a lot of violent childhood deaths for a town this size, but..." Liz trailed.
"There wasn't none of a child the fit our description, was there?"
Liz shook her head, "Nope. No girls with black hair and pale skin."
"Didn't even find any for girls that had gone mission either." Dean added, "So, tell me you two got something good because Liz and I just wasted six hours."
"Well, did you ever hear of a Lillian Bailey?" Sam asked, as they all walked down the street.
"Um, no?" Liz said, eyebrow raised.
"She was a British medium from the 1930s." Sam continued, "See she'd go into these unconscious states where, um-get this, her thoughts and actions were completely controlled by spirits."
"So, ghost puppet master?" Dean asked.
"Yup."
"We're thinking that could be what this kid is doing." Gabrielle added, Liz stopped as she heard a frog croak and hop in front of them. Gabrielle, Sam, and Dean stopped as well, "Because that's completely normal." Gabrielle said as she looked at the frog, she snickered, hitting Liz slightly in the arm, "How about you kiss it, maybe he's your prince."
Liz rolled her eyes and scoffed, "Shut up."
"There's no way I will let Lizzie kiss a damn frog."
Liz turned to Dean, "I've kissed you, how is that different?" She grinned at him.
"Oh! Burned! Put some ointment on that!" Gabrielle called as she clapped her hands and laughed.
Dean rolled his eyes, "Shut up."
Sam chuckled, he then looked over to a house and saw a pumpkin on the porch, he nudged Gabrielle in the arm and pointed over to it, "Hey, look over there." Dean and Liz stopped giving each other little death glares, then turned to the house.
"Um, yeah. Sam, it's close to Halloween. That's why Dean and I were watching Halloween the other night." Liz said in a matter-of-fact tone of voice.
Sam rolled his eyes, "No, look. Remember Cinderella?"
Liz crossed her arms, "Isn't that the one with the evil witch or something and poison apple?"
Gabrielle groaned, "No, you moron. That's Snow White."
Liz shrugged, "Whatever."
Sam sighed, "Come on, the pumpkin turned into a coach and the mice became horses?"
Liz shook her head, "Sorry, don't remember."
Dean looked at Sam, "Could you be more gay?" Liz chuckled.
Sam rolled his eyes, Gabrielle sighed, "Let's go check out that house, just encase." Liz and Dean followed behind Sam and Gabrielle as they walked up to the house. Gabrielle pulled a bobby pin from her pocket and was able to unlock the door and they walked into the house.
"Well, who knows? Maybe you'll find your fairy godmother." Dean teased Sam, who returned a bitch face at him, "Come on, Lizzie, let's go check this side of the house." Liz nodded, following Dean over to the living room. Sam and Gabrielle started towards the kitchen, when they heard a clatter. They all pulled their guns out from their jackets and then proceeded towards the kitchen.
"Help! I'm in here!" They heard a voice, they walked into the kitchen, guns loaded just as a caution. They found a girl hand cuffed to a cabinet.
"Hey, don't worry, it's okay. We got you." Sam assured the girl as him and Gabrielle knelled down to her. Sam tried pulling out something that would unlock the hand cuffs.
"You have to help me. She's a lunatic."
"What happened?" Dean asked.
"My stepmom, she just freaked out, screamed at me. Beat me, chained me up."
"Where is she now?" Sam asked. Liz looked from the corner of her eye, she stood up as she saw a beautiful little girl in a white dress, with long black hair. She nudged Dean in the shoulder, who looked up at the girl. The girl turned around, Dean got up and followed Liz out to where the girl was.
They walked through the dinning room, then they saw the little girl across from them, in the entrance of the living room, "Hey." Liz started, in a soft voice with a smile, "It's okay, we're not gonna hurt you."
The little girl turned and walked into the living room, Liz and Dean followed towards the living room, though they didn't see the girl anywhere. They heard a creak and they both turned around to see the little girl standing before them, "Hey, who are you?" Liz asked, trying to not scare her and make her run off. The little girl was silent, then she fizzled and started to fade, showing she was a ghost, then she disappeared.
Liz looked to Dean, who shrugged, then she looked back to where the girl had been standing to see there was a red apple laying on the floor. Dean slowly knelled down and picked the apple up, then turned to Liz, "I dare you to eat it." Liz said as she crossed her arms with a smirk.
Dean gave Liz a glare, "I'm not gonna eat it." Liz laughed.
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After they had gotten an ambulance and got the paramedics to pick up 'Cinderella', Dean and Liz leaned up against the Impala, which the Trans Am was parked right behind. Dean twirled the apple around, Liz looked up and saw Sam and Gabrielle walk towards them, "So, the paramedics picked up Cinderella." Sam spoke up.
Dean threw the apple towards Sam who caught it, "So, little girl, shiny red apple. Mean something to you? Because apparently Lizzie here doesn't know a thing."
Liz huffed, "Sorry I was never the girlie girl when I was little."
Gabrielle crossed her arms, "Yeah, that's Snow White."
Liz nodded her head, snapping her fingers, "Ah, the evil witch one." Gabrielle rolled her eyes, she hated how much of a guy Liz was.
Dean grinned, "I saw that one, well...the porn version." Liz shook her head, "There was this wicked stepmother, phew. She was wicked." Liz hit Dean in the arm, "What?" He grinned at her, she scoffed.
"Well, there is a wicked stepmother and she tries to kill Snow White with a poisoned apple." Sam informs them.
"Yeah, but the apple doesn't kill Snow White, she falls into a deep sleep." Liz smirked, knowing she knew at least one fairy tale.
Gabrielle nodded, "Yeah, good job Liz, you actually got one right."
Liz rolled her eyes, "Shut up."
"Alright, let's go check the hospital then see if they have any comatose little girls." Dean said as he walked over to get in the Impala. Gabrielle and Liz walked over to the Trans Am, then followed the Impala to the hospital.
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"No, I'm sorry. We don't have any comatose little girls." The nurse said as she walked up to them after checking the records.
"Are you sure?" Sam asked.
"Totally. It's mostly old guys. And, well, Callie. She's been around since before I started here."
Liz crossed her arms, "Callie?"
"Yeah, so sad. And poor Dr. Garrison, he just won't give up on her."
"Is Callie one of his patients?" Gabrielle asked.
"No, his daughter."
Gabrielle, Liz, Dean, and Sam all looked at each other, thinking that maybe this was their ghost girl causing all the trouble. They had asked the nurse where Callie's room was and she gave them the number, when they got to the room they saw that Dr. Garrison was reading Callie a book, but not just any book it was the Grimm brothers book.
They all looked at one another, knowing that it was definitely Callie who was the little ghost girl, just she looked more older laying in the bed. Dr. Garrison stopped and looked up at the four in the entrance of the room. He bookmarked the page in the book, then got up and walked up to them, "Detectives can I help you?"
Liz gave him a soft smile, "We heard about Callie, and we wanted to say how very sorry we are."
"Well, um, thank you. If you'll excuse me." Sam and Gabrielle moved, so Dr. Garrison could leave.
They turned around, walking behind Dr. Garrison, "Oh, we're heading this way, we'll walk with you." Dean said, "How long has Callie been like that?"
Sam looked at Dean, and they stopped, then Sam looked to Dr. Garrison, "We don't mean to intrude. We can't possibly understand how hard it must be for you seeing her like this."
"Yeah, it's not easy. She's uh, been here since she was eight years old." Dr. Garrison started, Dean and Liz looked at each other, then Liz looked to Sam and Gabrielle across from them.
"That's when she was poisoned?"
"Yes, swallowed bleach. Never figured out how she got her hands on the bottle. My wife found her, brought her to the ER here and I was on call."
"Your wife, was uh-was that Callie's stepmother?" Dean asked.
Dr. Garrison stopped, then looked at Dean, "Actually, yes. How'd you know that?"
Dean tilted his head, smiling, "Lucky guess."
They continued walking down the hallway, "Well, Julie was the only mother that, uh, Callie ever knew. My wife passed away last year and, uh it's just my daughter and me now." Liz gave Dr. Garrison a soulful look, letting him know how sorry she was, "She's all I got left."
"X-ray tech, extension 2407." Gabrielle looked up, hearing that come from the intercom.
"Well, excuse me, I've gotta get back to work." They watched as Dr. Garrison walked a head of them, then they all turned to each other.
"I believe we got our girl. Stepmom poisoned the girl, which put her into a deep sleep " Liz spoke, she hated knowing it was Callie though, she felt bad for Dr. Garrison, but they did have to stop this.
They turned their heels and began walking back down the hallway, "What's the motive, though?" Gabrielle asked.
"Could be like Mischa Barton." Dean spoke, Sam looked at Dean in confusion, "Sixth Sense, not The O.C."
"What?"
Liz rolled her eyes, annoyed by the fact that Sam and Gabrielle knew their fairytales, but apparently they didn't know their movies, "She played this pasty ghost." Liz started, "The mom had that thing, uh...yeah, I can't think of the name, but she kept the kid sick so she got all the attention."
"Um, Münchhausen syndrome by proxy?"
Liz snapped her fingers at Gabrielle, "Yes! That's it!"
Gabrielle thought for a moment, "Hm...well from what it sounds like, this could be that."
"Say all these years, Callie's been suffering silently because nobody knows the truth about what Mommy did." Dean exclaimed, "Spirit gets angrier and angrier, then finally lashes out."
"And then she listens to her dad tell her these deranged stories." Liz added, "It would drive anybody nuts."
"Okay, but how are we gonna stop her?" Sam asked, as they stopped, "Callie's stuck here. Her father's keeping her body alive."
"It does make it hard to burn the bones."
"You think?" They were brought to the attention of the paramedics strolling an old lady in a, who was terribly bruised up and bleeding, like she had been beaten. They listened in to the paramedics, who said that it looked like she had been mauled by a mad dog or even a wolf.
"Um...guys, what was the last story Dr. Garrison was reading to Callie?" Liz spoke up, in a whisper so the paramedics couldn't hear them.
"Little Red Riding Hood." Sam and Gabrielle said in unison.
Dean, Liz, Sam, and Gabrielle watched as the doctor lifted the sheet over the old lady who was now dead. They walked up to one of the paramedics and held out their badges, "Excuse me, but was she the only victim?" Sam asked, the paramedic turned to them.
"She was found by the side of the road, barely alive. Alone." He answered.
"We need to find her next of kin." Dean asked the guy, who went through the papers of information about the old lady.
"Uh, she has a granddaughter."
"Do you have an address?" The paramedic handed Dean over the paper, "Thank you." Dean said as he turned his heel and walked away. Liz, Gabrielle, and Sam followed him, "Elle, Sam, you two find a way to stop Callie." He ordered them.
"And what are you and Liz going to do?" Gabrielle asked, Dean stopped and then looked at Liz giving her a grin.
"We're gonna stop the big bad wolf."
"That's the weirdest thing you've ever said."
Dean rolled his eyes at Liz, then grabbed her arm, "Come on, let's just go." Liz groaned and followed Dean down the hallway to the exit.
Authors Notes: Did you like? :D
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