Sam, Gabrielle, Liz, and Dean sat in the booth at one of the local restaurants. As usual, Liz and Dean had ordered burgers while Sam and Gabrielle went with salads, well Gabrielle got herself a chicken salad and not a regular salad like Sam. Liz heard the laughter of a four-year old girl and she looked over smiling as she watched the little girl's father pick her up and put her over his shoulders, next to him was the mother, her hands rested on the stroller which their son that seemed to be at least almost one sat in and they walked out of the restaurant laughing. Liz slightly frowned at the family she had watched, seeing she had once tried to have that but, it turned bloody in the end. She wanted to have that with Dean, but it wasn't like that was going to happen either because he was going to Hell.
All she wanted was a family; just that. She loved hunting, but she really didn't want to go through it the rest of her life. She didn't want to raise Robby into it either, she never wanted to bring a child into the life. She had watched what happened to Sam and Gabrielle; she couldn't have that for her own son. Though each day that went by and she continued hunting, only brought Robby more closer to the life and for all she knew she would probably have to train him one day.
Dean looked over to Liz, hearing her sigh and he could see the look in Liz's eyes while she watched the family leave. He frowned. He wished that he could give that back to her, but seeing that he was going to Hell in about four months; it couldn't happen. Would he like a family with her? Shockingly, yes. He wouldn't mind settling down and having a few rugrats with her. Anyways, he was practically father material already now because of Robby. That boy had changed him and even though he wasn't his biological son, Dean treated him as his own.
Gabrielle looked up, stuffing the fork with pieces of lettuce and other green vegetables attached to it from her salad. She watched as Paul Dutton walked into the restaurant and up to order himself some take out from what it seemed because he didn't stand to be waited to a seat, "Hey, look who just walked in." She said, after she swallowed the pieces of her salad she just chewed up. Sam looked up from his laptop, while Dean and Liz turned and watched Paul sit at the bar, "I think we should keep a watch out on him."
Dean and Liz both turned back straight in their seats, not trying to let Paul see that they were watching him, "So, what? We're becoming creepers now all of a sudden?" Liz asked, Gabrielle rolled her eyes.
"Look, for all we know whoever had hexed Janet probably has a grudge on him too and will do the same to him. I say, we watch him from now. Lead us closer to our witch."
"I'm with Elle on this one. We can't know anything on our witch without keeping check on Paul." Sam spoke in agreement.
"Can I at least finish my food?." Dean spoke, since he still had to finish his fries.
"Yeah, I still need finish my burger here." Liz added along, she felt like she was starving and she had to have her burger, "I can't fight on an empty stomach."
Sam looked over to where Paul grabbed his bag of food and turned to walk out, "No time. We gotta go." He said, as he closed his laptop and then pulled money out of his pocket to pay the bill. Liz growled, throwing her burger down on the table and then got up since Dean was pushing her to move out and then they all followed Paul out of the restaurant, trying not to look suspicious or let him see them.
Liz wished that she would've taken the Trans Am so she could've stayed and finished her food, but she hadn't and they had all taken the Impala to the restaurant so the four now sat in the Impala, watching Paul as he ate the burger he had ordered at the restaurant they had been at, "So, we're just gonna sit here and watch a guy eat his burger?" Liz asked, as she put her head back against the seat, annoyed and tired. She was still hungry because she never got to finish her food.
Sam rolled his eyes at Liz complaining in the backseat, "Sorry it's not on your many lists to do, but did you forget we also have to save people?"
"This is almost torture." Liz groaned.
"Exactly how is this torture?" Gabrielle asked, slightly annoyed by her sister.
"Um, let's see... Maybe because you guys didn't let me finish my burger and now we're watching this guy eat his!" She snapped, Gabrielle blinked and put her head back at Liz suddenly snapping at her.
"Here, think about it this way. You can lose some weight." Dean commented, with a slight snicker, but Liz sat up and then hit him in the back of the head, "Ow! Dammit, what was that for?" He asked, as he rubbed the back of his head where Liz had slapped him.
Liz leaned back in her seat and crossed her arms, "For calling me fat." She huffed. Dean hadn't really meant to call her fat though, he only said that as a joke because she had complained about not fitting into her pants. Sam raised an eyebrow, turning to look back at Liz seeing how odd her mood had changed and how she was just snapping at all of them if they said anything to her. Dean and Gabrielle were also surprised by Liz's sudden behavior, she never got this snappy at them and she'd been doing this only quite recently.
Gabrielle was about to open her mouth to say something, but then she looked a head and watched as Paul stumbled out of his car onto the ground, "Dean, a head!" She yelled, Dean and Sam looked towards to see Paul on the ground choking. Dean put his foot on the gas peddle, even going over a curve as he drove towards Paul and then stopped the Impala right in front of him and they all got out, "Check the car!" Dean yelled, as they ran over towards Paul and the car. Dean and Liz ran over towards Paul, while Sam and Gabrielle went to search through the car. Sam checked the front of the car as Gabrielle checked the backseat.
Dean and Liz helped Paul stand up, while Sam and Gabrielle searched the car. Sam searched under the dashboard and was able to pull the hex bag out, "Got it!" He called, Gabrielle looked up from the back and then moved out, while so did Sam and he brought his liter out of his pocket and then set the hex bag on fire and threw it on the ground as blue and green flames consumed it. Dean and Liz leaned Paul up against the car as he coughed and tried to regain his breath.
"Are you okay?" Dean asked, while Paul looked over at him freaked out by what had just happened to him.
"What the hell is happening to me?!" Paul asked Dean, then looked over at Liz who now stood back and arms crossed.
"You were being hexed." Liz answered for him.
Paul shook his head in disbelief, thinking that they all were crazy, but he saw what Sam had done to the hex bag, "That's impossible." He looked over at Dean who stood next to him.
"Look, someone murdered your wife and now they just tried to murder you." Paul raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, and if we wouldn't have been following you then your ass would be dead." Liz added, Paul looked over at her not wanting to believe what the both of them were saying.
"Are you people crazy?"
"Hey!" Paul looked over at Dean, "Just tell us who wants you dead."
"I-uh..."
"Come on think."
"There's a woman-uh..."
"A woman, okay?"
"An affair- a mistake, she was un-balanced, she was blackmailing me and I put an end to it a week ago."
"What's her name?" Sam asked, Paul turned to his side to look over at him.
"What could she have to do with-?"
Liz groaned, putting her head back. She just wanted to hurry this up and gank herself a witch, "Dude, just tell us her name!" If she had to get forceful, she would.
"Um, uh, Amanda-Amanda Burns " Paul finally answered for them.
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After getting Amanda's address from Paul and taking him home to make sure he was safe, they went to check out Amanda's place to gank their witch. They walked up through the yard, holding their guns, ready to shoot. They stopped at the door when they got on the porch and Dean pulled a pin out of his pocket and then put it through the key hole, picking it so it unlocked. He opened the door and they entered Amanda's house, noticing that candles were lit in the corners of the house.
They walked towards the living room on alert encase their witch tried coming at them. Gabrielle turned to her side, finding the light switch and turned the lights on. Liz huffed, seeing Amanda laying there on the table in a pool of her blood,. Dean turned to the three after blinking and shocked at what was in front of him, "That's a curveball." He said to them.
Sam moved his lips up, shifting his eyes to Dean then back at Amanda's dead body, "Yeah."
Liz began to walk over towards the table, Dean followed while Sam and Gabrielle walked over to the other side, "So, somebody ganked her before we did?"
"How though?" Gabrielle asked, Liz shrugged watching as Dean used his gun and lifted up Amanda's arm to see her wrists were slit three times and then he checked the other arm and saw the same on the other wrists.
"Don't know." Sam said, as he put his gun back in his pocket, knelling down to look at the scattered rotten food, and covered his mouth at the smell, "But, it looks like she was working some heavyweight evil here."
Liz put her gun back in her pocket and crossed her arms looking at the stuff Amanda had been using for the ritual, "No kidding." She huffed.
Dean heard buzzing of some flies and he turned around, jumping seeing the dead rabbit hanging next to him, "Oh god!" He yelled, Liz put her hand over her mouth and felt like she was about to hurl seeing the dead rabbit hanging, "Freakin' witches! Seriously man, come on!" He yelled turning back around. Gabrielle half laughed and smirked.
Sam stood up and Gabrielle turned her head to where the rabbit was hanging, "Guess we know where she got the rabbit's teeth from." Sam spoke.
Liz didn't know if she'd be able to take any of this anymore. The smell from the rotten food, the blood, and the dead rabbit just made her stomach so uneasy, "I think I'm gonna be sick." She said, trying her best to hold what was wanting to come up, back.
Dean huffed, "Paul sure knows how to pick 'em huh? It's like Fatal Attraction all over again." Liz half laughed, trying to look away from the dead rabbit.
"Yeah." Sam replied.
Dean turned around, looking back the rabbit, "And why does the rabbit always get screwed in the deal?! The poor little guy."
"You know what I don't get," They all turned to look over at Sam, "If she was so bent on revenge, why do this?"
Gabrielle shrugged, "I don't know, but something just doesn't seem right." She replied, as she watched Sam lean down and look under the glass table.
"Who knows? Never have I understood witches." Liz spoke, her hand still covered her mouth and she had her hand wrapped around her stomach.
Dean looked over at her, to see that she looked like she was about to turn green in the face, "You alright there?"
Liz nodded, "Yeah," She waved her hand to the side, "I'll be fine."
Sam looked under the table, pulling a hex bag out from the corner under the table and huffed as he stood up. Gabrielle raised an eyebrow, "Wait, witches are ganking their own now?"
Sam shrugged, "Seems like it."
"Great! There's more?!" Dean groaned, walked around the table over to Sam, as Sam opened the hex bag to show what had been in the same hex bag that they had found in Janet Dutton's bathroom, "Oh, come on!" Gabrielle didn't understand, why would witches be killing off their own? It just didn't make sense. She perked up her head and looked over at Dean as he grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed 911 then put the phone up to his ear, "I'd like to report a dead body, 309 Mayfair Circle. My name? Yeah, sure my name is " Dean clicked the phone shut, then turned back to the others, "Since when did witches start ganking each other?"
"I don't know, but I think maybe we got a coven on our hands."
Liz lifted her arms up in the air, "Oh, just fantastic!"
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Sam opened the door to him and Gabrielle's motel room, Gabrielle trailed behind him as she took her coat off and threw it onto the chair at the table and walking over to sit on their bed. That's right, THEIR bed. Ever since the mistletoe incident on Christmas, Sam finally decided to be upfront towards her and they had spent New Years together, since then they'd been sleeping together. Gabrielle ran a hand through her hair and slightly yawned, she was tired but, she knew they had to research, "So, guess we have to research on our little coven, huh?"
"It's not like Liz and Dean are going to." Sam replied, sitting down in a chair by the small table and pulled his laptop open.
Gabrielle sighed, standing up and walking over towards the table and sat across from Sam, leaning her head against her hand, "What are we even looking for?"
"Anything unusual in the local papers that Amanda had been accompanied with." Gabrielle put her head down, groaning showing that she really was not in the mood to research because she was tired and wanted to sleep, but like Sam had said, it wasn't like Liz and Dean were gonna help them. She sighed, pulling her head back up off of the table and opening up her laptop ready to do some late night researching. Even though she'd rather cuddle with Sam in bed than sit across the table from him researching
Sam half smiled at her, he didn't want to do any research either, but like he had told her, it wasn't like Dean and Liz were going to help them at all; not that they would probably be able to find anything knowing how dense the two of them both were. So, the researching was left to him and Gabrielle instead.
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The next morning, Dean woke up and rolled over to his side to wrap his arm around Liz, but he felt no weight next to him in the bed and the side was empty when he laid his arm across. He opened his eyes, knowing that normally she waited for him until he woke up if she woke up before him, but she wasn't there. He thought he heard her slightly coughing, not that it sounded like she was choking, but like she was coughing something up. He got up to go see if she was alright, but when he got to the door, she opened it and they both jumped running into each other, "Dean!" Liz called, almost losing her balance. Dean caught her before she could fall, he squinted his eyebrows. What was wrong with her?
"Lizzie, are you okay?" He asked, as he helped her stand up and she waved her hand for him to shoo away.
"Dean, I'll be fine." She assured him, "Just felling a little off this morning, that's all."
Dean raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, "A little? You looked like you were about to pass out there."
Liz sighed, running her hand through her messy hair, "You scared me, okay?" She said, as she then walked past him and Dean turned around watching her. Something with wrong with her and she wasn't telling him a thing.
Dean shook his head, "Come on, I barely made you jump and you just lost balance."
Liz lifted her eyes and then turned around, "I'm alright. Just a little uneasy." She sighed, then walked over to the table and grabbed out of her duffel a bottle of aspirin and took two pills, then turned back over towards Dean, "But, I'll be fine. Okay? No need to worry about me." Dean sighed, but even though she told him not to worry, he was going to worry. He always worried about her.
Liz gave him a smile, walking up to him and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Leaning up and giving him a kiss, Dean kissed back, but he was surprised at the sudden affection. Yesterday she had been pissed at him about the whole not fitting into her pants deal and had taken it too seriously when it was just a little joke and now, she wanted some affection, "Trust me." She said, as she pulled apart from their kiss, giving him one of her many smiles that he loved. Then she ran her finger down his chest, "Now, how about we go take a shower and then meet Sam and Gabby at the cars? Hmm?" She asked, as she leaned up and gave him another kiss.
Dean smirked as he kissed back, almost forgetting what they had just been talking about, "Mmmm." He moaned, as they pulled apart and he licked his lips, "Let's go."
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Liz shut the door to the Trans Am after getting out, walking around it and meeting up with Dean in between the Trans Am and Impala and they walked up to Sam and Gabrielle who stood at the sidewalk, who turned as they walked over towards Elizabeth, Amanda's neighbor to see what they could find out. Elizabeth was attending to her garden, Sam noticed how odd it was of her to be able to grow her garden like she was out of season, "You must have a green thumb." Sam spoke, once they walked up to Elizabeth.
"Excuse me?" Elizabeth asked, looking up at the four.
"Getting these herbs to grow out of season like this, quite impressive. I'm sorry; I should have introduced myself first." Sam reached into his pocket then grabbed out his badge and Dean, Liz, and Gabrielle did as well, "I'm uh, Detective Bachman, this is Detective Turner." Sam said, pointing over towards Dean, who gave Elizabeth a smile.
"Hi ya."
"Detective DeVille." Sam pointed to Gabrielle next to him, "And De-"
"Detective Michaels." Liz introduced herself, cutting Sam off and then gave Elizabeth a smile.
Sam shook his head at Liz, who gave him a smirk and then he looked back over to Elizabeth, "We're following up on Amanda Burns' death, going around the neighborhood and talking to neighbors and stuff like that." He explained.
"But didn't she- I mean she killed herself right?" Elizabeth asked, Gabrielle crossed her arms seeing that Elizabeth seemed a little skiddish.
Gabrielle shrugged, "We're not quite sure on that one as of yet, but either way we still need to ask questions. You know?"
Elizabeth nodded, "I understand."
"We heard you were friends with the deceased right?" Dean asked.
"Yeah, I guess so."
Liz raised an eyebrow, "Guess so?"
"Well, she was my neighbor."
"Did you have any idea about her practices?"
Elizabeth flinched and looked over to Dean, "I'm sorry, what kind of practices?"
"Well see, her house was littered with satanic paraphernalia." Sam replied.
"A regular Black Sabbath." Dean added, which had Liz hum the beat to Iron Man and Dean nudged her side and she cleared her throat and smiled over at Elizabeth. Dean sighed.
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow over at Liz then she shook her head getting back to what they were talking about, "But she was an Episcopalian."
"Well, then we're pretty sure she was using the wrong bible." Dean chuckled. Elizabeth squinted her eyebrows, shaking her head slightly, not knowing how to respond back.
"Elizabeth!" For a minute, Liz almost thought someone was calling her. She hated when they were on hunts and someone had the same name as her. The four turned to see a blonde woman and a short haired brunette walk up, "You alright?" The blonde asked Gabrielle raised an eyebrow, watching them as the brunette walked around her and over to Elizabeth's side.
"I'm fine uh Renee, these are detectives. They say Amanda was- she was practicing-."
Renee put her hand on Elizabeth's shoulder, "I'm sorry detectives; you can tell that Elizabeth is a little bit upset." She said, turning to the four and giving them a smile.
"Of course, Miss.?" Dean paused.
"Mrs. Renee Van Allen." Dean blinked a put his head back, Liz rolled her eyes, "Would you like me to spell it for you?" She asked, almost in a snobby way. Liz mouthed what Renee asked, Sam nudged her side and she snorted at him. Renee looked over at Liz and Liz gave Renee a smile, "Do you have a problem?"
Liz curled her lips in, then gave Renee back a smile, "No. I'm good."
"This Amanda business has been hard for Liz, for all of us."
"Yeah, I mean, you think you know a person." The short haired brunette, Tammi, added in.
"Well, I guess we all have secrets don't we?" Dean asked them, Sam and Gabrielle both had a feeling that this was the coven, just by the way they were acting. They just seemed like they were hiding something.
"Alright, well thank you for your time, but we better get going." Gabrielle said.
"We'll be in touch." Sam added, before turning around and followed behind Gabrielle.
Dean nodded his head to the girls, "Have a nice day." He said, turning but grabbing Liz's arm since she was having a death stare contest with Renee. Liz scoffed, as they walked back over towards the cars.
