I jumped, a thin line of golden fiery string with sparks flying off it was wrapped around Dean and Sam, screamed filled my ears as flames rose up around me. "Dean! Sam!" I screamed running towards them, put I never reached them for they burned in flames, their screams filled my ears nearly deafening me. I fell to my knees, crying. The fire around me faded into a small flicker. A few sparks flying up here and there, the sound of my crying echoed slightly, eventually the sound of flames burning and crackling died, and the only sound was my tears. It was like I was in a black empty room, with no exits no windows, no nothing, just darkness, despair, fear and grief.
My eyes fluttered open and I lay there in the semi-darkness. Sam rolled over and put his arm around me. Jeez Sam I'm glad your not doing this like I'm your girlfriend if so that would be awkward. "You ok?" He asked. "Yeah." I replied closing my eyes still thinking about my dream.
It was around 8:30 and we were at a restaurant. Dean was looking at the newspaper. "Can I get you anything else?" Said a waitress called Wendy. Dean looked up from the paper and grinned around the pen he was chewing on, I rolled my eyes. "Just the check, please." Sam said sitting down at the table. "Okay." Wendy said a little disappointed. She walked away and Dean dropped his head then looked at Sam. "You know, Sam, we are allowed to have fun once in a while." Then he pointed at Wendy who was walking away. "That's fun." I nearly snorted. "Dean our definition of fun doesn't involve having sex. Or at least mine isn't." I stated picking up a fork and continuing to eat my pasta, boy how I love pasta.
"Here, take a look at this, I think I got one. Lake Manitoc, Wisconsin. Last week Sophie Carlton, eighteen, walks into the lake, doesn't walk out. Authorities dragged the water; nothing. Sophie Carlton is the third Lake Manitoc drowning this year. None of the other bodies were found either. They had a funeral two days ago." Dean said handing Sam the newspaper, I snatched the paper out of Sam's hand. "Wha-" he asked confused, I took a look and it had a picture of a blond girl, who supposedly drowned. "A funeral?" I asked confused. "Yeah, it's weird, they buried an empty coffin. For, uh, closure or whatever." Dean replied looking at me worriedly, "are you alright Ally?" He asked. I nodded and handed the paper back to Sam before I continued eating, honestly, I just wanted a case to get my mind off the nightmare.
"Closure? People don't just disappear, Dean. Other people just stop looking for them." Sam said like nothing happened, I didn't like the attitude in his voice."Something you want to say to me?" Dean asked. "The trail for Dad. It's getting colder every day." Sam replied, I gritted my teeth. "Exactly. So what are we supposed to do?" Dean asked."I don't know. Something. Anything." Sam replied.
"You know what? I'm sick of this attitude. You don't think I wanna find Dad as much as you do?"
"Yeah, I know you do, it's just-"
"Ally and I have been the one's that's been with him every single day for the past two years, while you've been off to college going to pep rallies. We will find Dad, but until then, we're gonna kill everything bad between here and there. Okay?" Dean said.
"Do know what I'm sick of? You two fighting." I said before getting up and walking out of the Restaurant. "Great now you've pissed her off." Dean said accusingly.
"Dude, you made the speech." Sam retorted.
"I can hear you you know!" I called out at them. "How does she do it?" Sam whispered.
"I don't know man but we gotta talk to her about it."
"That'll piss her off and the worst thing to have is her pissed off during a job." Sam injected.
"Good point." Dean said before looking at Wendy as she passed by.
I turned and walked to the car and opening the door and sitting halfway In, "hey sweety." Came a voice, my head snapped up, drunk ass. I thought. "Care to come home with me?" He slurred. "Really? Out of all the things you could say you say that?" I asked cocking one eyebrow. He growled and lunged for me, before he could come any further his face connected with my fist which nocked him out cold, I never even changed position, not even to get up and move I just sat there playing with my drawing pad.
Not much later did Sam and Dean come out. "What the?" Dean asked confused. "He started it!" I said pointing at the unconscious man. Sam growled and Dean rolled his eyes. "Let's get this guy some help." Dean said picking up the chap. I stood up and helped Dean and put him on a bench.
We drove past a sign that read 'Welcome to Lake Manitoc WI.' I pulled out my headphones when Dean parked the Impala in front of a house. I got out picking up a ID and heading over to my brothers. "Will Carlton?" Dean asked once Sophie's brother opened the door. "Yeah, that's right." He replied nodding, "I'm Agent Ford. This is Agent Hamill and agent Lillidail." Dean introduced us. "We're with the US Wildlife Service." Said Dean holding up a ID he invited us in and led us to a dock where his Dad was sitting. "She was about a hundred yards out." Will informed. "That's where she got dragged down." He continued, I walked over to the the edge of the lake and stared at it, you see ever since I was little I was always connected to the water somehow, I loved swimming but you don't usually get to swim when your on the road so it's been forever since i last swam. "Ally!" Sam shouted for me. I ran over to Sam and Dean and walked back to the car with them, Sam turned around.
"What about your father? Can we talk to him?" Sam asked, Dean and I turned around. Will looked at his father then turned back to us.
"Look, if you don't mind, I mean...he didn't see anything and he's kind of been through a lot." Will said sadly. "We understand." Sam replied. I turned towards the car and hopped in. Damn right we understand.
Later on that day we went to the police station to talk to some people. "Now, I'm sorry, but why does the Wildlife Service care about an accidental drowning?"
The police asked, his name was Jake, Jake Barr "You sure it's accidental? Will Carlton saw something grab his sister." Sam replied."Like what? There's nothing even big enough to pull down a person, unless it was the Loch Ness Monster."
"Yeah." Dean replied laughing. "Right." He said. Sam and I glanced at Dean and I rolled my eyes. "Will Carlton was traumatized, and sometimes the mind plays tricks. Still-" Began Jake, they are just so oblivious to what's really out there are they? Jake sat down. "We dragged that entire lake. We even ran a sonar sweep, just to be sure, and there was nothing down there." He finished. "That's weird, though, I mean, that's, that's the third missing body this year." Dean pondered."I know. These are people from my town. These are people I care about."
"I know."
"Anyway..." Jake sighed."All this...it won't be a problem much longer."
"What do you mean?" I asked. "Well, the dam, of course." He pointed out like it should have remembered every detail. "Of course, the dam. It's, uh, it sprung a leak." I said remembering. "It's falling apart, and the feds won't give us the grant to repair it, so they've opened the spillway. In another six months, there won't be much of a lake. There won't be much of a town, either. But as Federal Wildlife, you already knew that." He said sadly. "Exactly." Dean replied. A young woman tapped on the door and Sam and Dean and I stood up. "Sorry, am I interrupting?" She asked,"I can come back later." She said more awkward then the first time. "Gentlemen and lady, this is my daughter." jJake introduced. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Dean." Said Dean going into all out flirting mode. The poor woman shook Dean's hand."Andrea Barr. Hi." She said sweetly."Hi." Replied Dean."They're from the Wildlife Service. About the lake." Informed Jake. "Oh." She replied. A little boy with blond hair walk around Andrea and stopped by her side."Oh, hey there. What's your name?" Dean asked, he walked away without talking but glanced at me. I smiled at him. "His name is Lucas." Jake informed. "Is he okay?" Sam asked concerned as Lucas sat down with pieces of paper and crayons and started drawing."My grandson's been through a lot. We all have." Jake said. I nodded in understanding. Jake stood up and went over to the office door and held it open. "Well, if there's anything else I can do for you, please let me know." He said before leaving. We followed. "Thanks. You know, now that you mentioned it, could you point us in the direction of a reasonably priced motel?" Dean asked Andrea. "Lakefront Motel. Go around the corner. It's about two blocks south." She replied."Two-would you mind showing us?" He asked, I face palmed, he glared at me which I returned with a rolling of my eyes. Idiot. Andrea laughed, let's just hope she doesn't actually do it and fall into the trap. "You want me to walk you two blocks?" She asked."Not if it's any trouble." Don't fall into the trap! Pleeeeease."I'm headed that way anyway." She replied before looking at Jake. Ugh nevermind. "I'll be back to pick up Lucas at three." She told Jake before turning to Lucas, "We'll go to the park, okay, sweetie?" She kissed him on the head and turns to leave motioning for us to follow. Sam thanked jake and we left.
"So, cute kid." Dean said attempting to make a conversation with Andrea. "Thanks."replied Andrea. "Kids are the best, huh?" He continued. I couldn't see what happened next because I wasn't paying attention.
We stop in front of a building with a sign that says Lakefront motel."There it is. Like I said, two blocks." Andrea said. "Thanks." I said."Must be hard, with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line." said Andrea addressing Dean, I chuckled at the look on his face. She left telling us to enjoy our stay.
" 'Kids are the best'? You don't even like kids." Said Sam after Andrea was out of earshot. "I love kids." Defended Dean, I snorted."Name three children that you even know." Sam challenged. "Al-" "I'm to old to be a kid Dean." I said up crossing my arms and stood beside him to prove the point to the fact that I was still around the same height as him. Dean looked like he was thinking for a minute, but came up empty. Sam waves a hand and walks into the motel. Dean scratches his head and I walk after Sam."I'm thinking!" I heard Dean shout behind us. I chuckled and Sam smiled.
I dumped my bag on the couch and took out my laptop and set it on the table Sam did the same, why should I be surprised? It's what he did when he was still with us before he left for Collage. Dean was sporting through his clothing, I swear to god he was secretly a fashionista even though I can't really talk because I was sort of a fashonist myself.
"So there's the three drowning victims this year." Sam said.
"Any before that?" Dean asked.
"Uh, yeah." Sam replied clicking something on his computer. "Six more spread out over the past thirty-five years. Those bodies were never recovered either. If there is something out there, it's picking up its pace." Sam replied. Dean tossed a piece of clothing on the bed."So, what, we got a lake monster on a binge?"
"This whole lake monster theory, it, it just bugs me." Sam said. Dean walked over to him to look over his shoulder. "Why?" Dean asked."Loch Ness, uh, Lake Champlain, there are literally hundreds of eyewitness accounts, but here, almost nothing." Sam replied. "Whatever it is out there, no one's living to talk about it." I said scrolling through an article."Wait, Barr, Christopher Barr. Where have I heard that name before?" I asked turning the computer around and showing them the article. Dean and Sam read the page."Christopher Barr, the victim in May." Sam read, he took the computer clicked a link and looked at whatever was on the screen. "Oh. Christopher Barr was Andrea's husband, Lucas's father. Apparently he took Lucas out swimming. Lucas was on a floating wooden platform when Chris drowned. Two hours before the kid got rescued." Sam read. Same clicked something and scratched his head. "Maybe we have an eyewitness after all." Sam said. "No wonder that kid was so freaked out. Watching one of your parents die isn't something you just get over." I said a little sadly.
"Can we join you?" Dean asked as we approached Andrea. She looked up at us. "I'm here with my son." She replied i looked over at Lucas. "Mind if I say hi?" I asked, she nodded and I walked over to the boy who was drawing. I kneeled next to him and picked up a piece of paper a crayon and started drawing in silence. "Hey I said equity after a little bit, silence. I sighed. "You know, I'm thinking you can hear me, you just don't want to talk. I don't know exactly what happened to your dad, but I know it was something real bad. I think I know how you feel. When I was your age, I saw something."
A pause.
"Anyway. Well, maybe you don't think anyone will listen to you, or, uh...or believe you. I want you to know that I will. You don't even have to say anything. You could draw me a picture about what you saw that day, with your dad, on the lake. This is for you." I handed a drawing of stick figures to Lucas, "this is my family. That's my dad. That's my mom. Thats my annoying but awesome big brother. That's my geek twin brother, and that's me." I said pointing to each one in turn.
Another pause.
"All right, so I'm a sucky artist. I'll see you around, Lucas." I said getting up and walking over to Dean and Sam."Lucas hasn't said a word, not even to me. Not since his dad's accident."
"Yeah, we heard. Sorry." Dean said sympathetically. "What are the Doctors saying?" Sam asked. "That it's a kind of post-traumatic stress." Andrea replied. "That can't be easy. For either of you." Sam said. "We moved in with my dad. He helps out a lot. It's just...when I think about what Lucas went through, what he saw..." She trailed off. The was a pause of silence before Dean spoke up. "Kids are strong. You'd be surprised what they can deal with."
"You know, he used to have such life. He was hard to keep up with, to tell you the truth. Now he just sits there. Drawing those pictures, playing with those army men. I just wish-" she was cut off by Lucas walking up to us carrying a picture. "Hey sweetie." She said sweetly. Lucas handed me the picture. "Thanks. Thanks, Lucas." I said taking the picture from him. It's a picture of the Carlton house. Lucas left heading back to the bench.
I was on the computer at the local Cafe with Sam when I heard it, sirens worked and speeded past and I looked at Sam, he nodded and we quickly packed up and ran towards the car, we stopped at the Carlton house, seeing that there was already a small crowd. "See anything?" I asked. Sam shook his head then pushed. Past some people, I followed pulling out my bag. "What happened here?" Sam asked. "Oh, Will Carlton is dead." The doctor said. After we showed them our badges. "What? How?" I asked. "He drowned, in the sink." I raised an eyebrow. "Well, that's an achievement."
Dean is inside the motel room sitting on a bed when Sam and I came into the room. "So, I think it's safe to say we can rule out Nessie." Sam said sitting next to Dean and I sat down at the table swinging my legs onto it. "What do you mean?" Dean asked. "I just drove past the Carlton house. There was an ambulance there. Will Carlton is dead." Sam said.
"He drowned?" Dean asked confused."Yep. In the sink."
"What the hell? So you're right, this isn't a creature. We're dealing with something else." Dean said. I snorted in amusement. "And it took you that long to figure it out?" I asked crossing my arms with a smirk. "I didn't hear about Will drowning in a sink before you did." Dean pointed out. "Good point." I said nodding my head before leaning against the wall.
"so what could it be?" I asked. "I don't know. Water wraith, maybe? Some kind of demon? I mean, something that controls water...water that comes from the Same source." Dean replied. "The lake." Sam replied shuffling a few books "Yeah." Dean confirmed. "Which would explain why it's upping the body count. The lake is draining. It'll be dry in a few months. Whatever this thing is, whatever it wants, it's running out of time." I concluded. "And if it can get through the pipes, it can get to anyone, almost anywhere." Sam said. Dean stood up and sat down on a chair in front of Sam. "This is gonna happen again soon." Dean said resting his arm on the table "And we do know one other thing for sure. We know this has got something to do with Bill Carlton." He continued. "Yeah, it took both his kids." I said from my corner, they turned their heads to look at me as if they were just remembering I was there, but Sam continued so there wasn't an awkward moment, thank god for that. "And I've been asking around. Lucas's dad, Chris-Bill Carlton's godson." He said."Let's go pay Mr. Carlton a visit." Dean said in his cool-movie-like voice. I rolled my eyes. "Oh, Dean." I said walking over to my bed. "What?!" He exclaimed. "You just had to do that didn't you?" He nodded guiltily and looked at Sam for help but all he got was a grinning Sam. he scoffed and I giggled. "Let's just go." I said while picking up the car keys and walked out, it took them a little bit before they realised that I had the keys.
Bill Carlton was sitting on the bench on the dock, when we arrived. Dean parked the car and we all got out. "Mr. Carlton?" Sam called out as we approached. He looked up, his eyes both hard and glaring and sad and broken. "We'd like to ask you a few questions, if you don't mind." Sam informed. "We're from the, the Department-"
"I don't care who you're with. I've answered enough questions today." Bill said cutting Dean off mid sentence. I blinked. That was, unexpected but it made sense. But apparently neither Dean nor Sam got the message, or they chose to ignore it. "Your son said he saw something in that lake. What about you? You ever see anything out there? Mr. Carlton, Sophie's drowning and Will's death-we think there might be a connection to you or your family." Sam pushed. "My children are gone. It's...it's worse than dying. Go away. Please." Bill said turning his head to stare aimlessly at the lake. I tugged Dean and Sam's sleeve. Eventually they walked back to the car. "What do you think?" Sam asked once we were next to the car, I glanced back at Bill his eyes bore into mine like he was trying to see right through me, he looked away. I sighed inwardly and turned back to the boys who were talking about something, sodden lay Dean went still, staring at the Carlton house, "What is it?" Sam and I ask in unison."Huh." Dean said lost in thoughts. "Maybe Bill's not the only one who knows something." Dean said returning to reality. Sam and I exchanged worried looks. "Ally, do you have the picture Lucas gave you on you?" I nodded pulling it out of the back seat, the drawing resembled the Carlton's house and it finally clicked it. "Oh."
"I'm sorry, but I don't think it's a good idea." Andrea said uncertain. "I just need to talk to him." I replied. We were inside Andreas house trying to get her to let me talk to Lucas.
"Just for a few minutes." Dean said trying to buy me a little bit of time with him. "He won't say anything. What good's it gonna do?" I was slowly losing hope on this whole 'make-the-mute-kid-talk-but-get-past-the-mum' mission. "Andrea, we think more people might get hurt. We think something's happening out there." Sam put in matter of factly. "My husband, the others, they just drowned. That's all." Ignorant till the end."If that's what you really believe, then we'll go. But if you think there's even a possibility that something else could be going on here, please let me talk to your son." I begged. She sighed, finally breaking. "If it means so much to you but don't say I didn't warn you." She replied, she stood up and motioned for me to follow, I did she led me down a hall and to a room. Lucas's room I'm guessing. Andrea opened the door. Lucas was colouring, toy solders was scattered around him. I entered and crouched down. "Hey, Lucas. You remember me?" I scanned the pictures, it was of the red bicycle. "You know, I, uh, I wanted to thank you for that last drawing. But the thing is, I need your help again." I said reaching into my computer bag and pulled out the picture of the house. I paused to look at what he was drawing, it was a person in the water. I opened the picture and laid it out in front of him.
"How did you know to draw this? Did you know something bad was gonna happen? Maybe you could nod yes or no for me." He ignored me. Dean walked in. "Can I have a shot?" I nodded. After a second of silence Dean finally spoke.
"You're scared. It's okay. I understand. See, when I was your age, I saw something real bad happen to my mom, and I was scared, too. I didn't feel like talking, just like you. But see, my mom-I know she wanted me to be brave. I think about that every day. And I do my best to be brave. And maybe, your dad wants you to be brave too." Dean said.
I looked at him, he had never shown any signs of this type of emotion for years, I didn't even know he felt this way. Lucas drops his crayon and looks at Dean, picking up the drawing he gave it to him, I peered over his shoulder, there was a white church, a yellow house and a boy with a blue baseball cap and a red bicycle in front of a wooden fence. "Thanks, Lucas."
Dean and Sam and I hopped in the Impala, Sam holding the church picture, examining it. I sat In the back, thoughts racing through my head. I never knew Dean felt that way, I knew he did have feelings other than the one that he normally shows but this? This was deep. Music played softly in the background as we drove along. "Andrea said the kid never drew like that till his dad died." Dean remarked. "There are cases-going through a traumatic experience could make people more sensitive to premonitions, psychic tendencies." Sam replied, looking up from the picture. "Whatever's out there, what if Lucas is tapping into it somehow? I mean, it's only a matter of time before somebody else drowns, so if you got a better lead, please." Dean said rather impatiently.
"All right, we got another house to find." Sam replied. "The only problem is there's about a thousand yellow two-stories in this county alone." Dean stated. Sam looked at the picture again. "See this church? I bet there's less than a thousand of those around here." Sam said. "Oh, college boy thinks he's so smart." Dean said teasingly, I scoffed. "Well, he did get into college so of course he'll be smart, maybe he might outsmart you, oh wait, that's easy." I teased. "No one can outsmart me, Especially you, I taught you all you know." I rolled my eyes. 37 divided by 20 minus 2 equals?" I asked smiling.
There was silence for a minute as Dean tried to work out the answer. He sighed, giving up. "You passed every subject at school, yes, but you were never good at maths." I said playfully. " it's 0.15." Sam said on the verge of laughing. "Shut up." Dean grumbled. "Just like two peas in a pond." Dean said. "You know, um..." I started. "What you said about Mom..."
"It's no big deal." Dean said. "Oh God, we're not gonna have to hug or anything, are we?" Dean asked worriedly. I laughed and shook my head. Typical Dean.
Sam, Dean and I approached a white church shaped like the one in Lucas's picture. Dean held up the picture and looked at it, comparing it to the scene in front of him; there's a yellow house next to the church and a wooden fence near the house. Sam looks at Dean. They both look up at the church and cross the street to the house. I followed Sam and Dean to the house. Sam knocked on the the door and an elderly woman answered.
"We're sorry to bother you, ma'am, but does a little boy live here, by chance? He might wear a blue ball cap, has a red bicycle." Dean asked when Ms Sweeney let us inside. "No sir. Not for a very long time. Peter's been gone for thirty-five years now." She sighed, my gaze lingered on the picture of a boy, presumingly Peter on the side table.
"The police never-I never had any idea what happened. He just disappeared." Ms Sweeney said. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sam point out the toy soldiers, I was confused, what significance would toy soldiers have in this case? "Losing him-you know, it's...it's worse than dying." Ms Sweeney said sadly. I glanced at dean who glance at Sam who glanced back at Dean.
"Did he disappear from here? I mean, from this house?" Dean asked. Ms Sweeney shook her head. "He was supposed to ride his bike straight home after school, and he never showed up." She explained. Dean picked up a picture off the mirror. I couldn't quite see what was on it. "Peter Sweeney and Billy Carlton, nineteen seventy." Dean said.
"Okay, this little boy Peter Sweeney vanishes, and this is all connected to Bill Carlton somehow." Sam said as we drove along. "Yeah, Bill sure as hell seems to be hiding something, huh?" Dean replied. "And Bill, the people he loves, they're all getting punished." Sam replied. "So what if Bill did something to Peter?" I injected. "What if Bill killed him?" Sam said, "Peter's spirit would be furious. It'd want revenge. It's possible." Dean stated. We pulled up in front of the Carlton's house, we approached the house. "Mr. Carlton?" I called out, a engine roared to life and we all walk around the house to see what it was. Bill was going out into the lake on his boat. Sam started to say something but I ran to the end of the dock, yelling for him to turn the boat around, Sam and Dean soon joined me but we were ignored. The water raised up and flipped. Bills boat over, when the water calmed, there was no sight of Bill, he had vanished.
Dean. Sam and I followed Jake through the door, Andrea was sitting next to Lucas who was rocking back and forth. She looked over. "Sam, Dean, Alex." Andrea stood up, placing the bag and container on her chair. "I didn't expect to see you here."she said. "So now you're on a first-name basis. What are you doing here?" He asked a little snappy. "I brought you dinner." The thought of dinner made my mouth water and i realised I haven't eaten for a while. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, I don't really have the time." Jake informed his voice softer then a second ago. "I heard about Bill Carlton. Is it true? Is something going on with the lake?" Andrea asked worriedly. "Right now we don't know what the truth is. But I think it might be better if you and Lucas went on home."
Lucas whined, I turned my head to look at him as he jumped up and clutched onto my arm. "Lucas, hey, what is it?" I asked softly. "Lucas." I said a bit more firmer. "Lucas." Andrea echoed me. "Lucas, it's okay. It's okay. Hey, Lucas, it's okay. It's okay." I assured him, he shook his head. Andrea pulled Lucas away from me and lead him outside, Lucas didn't look away from me. A shiver ran down my spine.
Jake threw down his jacket and walked into his office we followed. "Okay, just so I'm clear, you see...something attack Bill's boat, sending Bill-who is a very good swimmer, by the way-into the drink, and you never see him again?" Jake asked. Dean glanced at Sam. "Yeah, that about sums it up." I replied tiredly. "And I'm supposed to believe this, even though I've already sonar-swept that entire lake? And what you're describing is impossible? And you're not really Wildlife Service?" My eyes widened.
"That's right, I checked. Department's never heard of you three."
"See, now, we can explain that." Dean began. "Enough. Please. The only reason you're breathing free air is one of Bill's neighbours saw him steering out that boat just before you did. So, we have a couple of options here. I can arrest you for impersonating government officials and hold you as material witnesses to Bill Carlton's disappearance. Or, we can chalk this all up to a bad day, you get into your car, you put this town in your rearview mirror, and you don't ever darken my doorstep again." Jake said darkly. "Door number two sounds good." Sam said. "That's the one I'd pick." Jake nodded in approval.
Dean and Sam and I are in the Impala, waiting at a traffic light. The light turns green. The Impala doesn't move. I was confused and Sam and I shared a worried glance. "Green." Sam stated. "What?" Asked Dean snapping out of his thoughts. "Light's green." I said before Sam could. Dean turned right. "Uh, the interstate's the other way." Sam said. "I know."
Sam, Dean and I were sitting in the car, it was night and I was still trying to get an answer from Dean as to why we were here, well, wherever here was. "But Dean, this job, I think it's over." Sam persisted. "I'm not so sure." He replied.
"If Bill murdered Peter Sweeney and Peter's spirit got its revenge, case closed. The spirit should be at rest." Sam insisted. "All right, so what if we take off and this thing isn't done? You know, what if we've missed something? What if more people get hurt?" Dean asked, I took a deep breath. "But why would you think that?" Sam asked, confused. "Because Lucas was really scared." I said realising what Dean was getting on to. He noticed the signs that Lucas showed, his behaviour. "That's what this is about?" Sam asked slightly shocked.
"I just don't want to leave this town until I know the kid's okay." Dean said, I nodded my head in agreement. "Who are you? And what have you done with my brother?" Sam asked humorously. There was silence for a moment. "Shut up." Was Dean's reply, "not very creative, Mate."
We pulled up at the house. "Are you sure about this? It's pretty late." Sam said. Dean didn't say anything but got out of the car, we followed him and he rang the doorbell. Lucas opened the door desperate and afraid. "Lucas? Lucas!" Dean and I pretty much yelled. He took off and we followed him to the bathroom, he started pounding on the bathroom door again. Dean pushed him over to Sam and kicks in the door. Lucas grabbed me making me unable to help, Sam and Dean rushed forward and tried to pulled Andrea from the tub, something pulled her back under but eventually they managed to pull her all the way out. I breathed a sigh of relief.
Dawn is breaking as Sam and Andrea and I sat in the living room, I had Lucas on my lap and he was sleeping soundly. Andrea is dry and had hanged into more comfortable clothing. Well I hope it's more comfortable clothing.
"Can you tell me?" Sam asked
"No."
Dean was somewhere looking through notebooks on a bookshelf.
"It doesn't make any sense." Andrea continued as she started to cry.
"I'm going crazy." She put her face in her hands. I sighed inwardly, that's what they all say.
"No, you're not. Tell me what happened. Everything." Sam insisted. "I heard...I thought I heard...there was this voice." She said hesitantly. "What did it say?" I asked, shifting my position. Lucas mumbled something in his sleep but was otherwise silent. "It said...it said 'come play with me'." She said, she started crying again. "What's happening?"
Dean approached holding a scrapbook he puts the book on the table in front of Andrea, he opened the book. I couldn't quite see what it was, I learned forward careful not to wake Lucas, I still couldn't see so I gave up and leaned back planning to get a look later.
"Do you recognise the kids in these pictures?" Dean asked, so the picture was of a group of kids? "What? Um, um, no. I mean, except that's my dad right there. He must have been about twelve in these pictures." So an old picture with Andrea's dad then. She moved her finger to somewhere else Dean looked at Sam.
She moves her finger over to another picture of Jake as a child; he is standing next to PETER. Dean looks at Sam. "Chris Barr's drowning. The connection wasn't to Bill Carlton. It must have been to the Sheriff." Dean concludes. "Bill and the Sheriff-they were both involved with Peter." Sam said. Lucas shifted, now waking up. He yawned. "What about Chris? My dad-what are you talking about?" Andrea asked getting more freaked out by the second. Lucas crawled off my lap and walked over to the window, staring out of it.
"Lucas?" I asked getting up and going over to him. "Lucas, what is it?" I tried again. Lucas pushed past me and opened the door and walked outside, everyone followed him. "Lucas, honey?" Andrea asked. Lucas stopped at a patch of ground that looks like It was removed and put back. I crouched down and felt the ground.
"You and Lucas get back to the house and stay there, okay?" Dean practically demanded. Andrea pulled Lucas back into the house. Sam and Dean went to fetch shovels, when they got back I picked up a shovel and looked at the spot. "Always digging." I mumbled as I started digging. soon Sam shovel hits something metal and we got rid of the shovels and used our hands, eventually we lifted out a red bike. "Peter's bike." Sam and I said together. Dean looked at us weirdly.
"Who are you?" Dean, Sam and I spun around to find Jake there holding a gun at us. "Put the gun down, Jake." Sam tried. Jake ignored him. "How did you know that was there?" He asked his hands shaking a bit. "What happened? You and Bill killed Peter, drowned him in the lake and then buried the bike? You can't bury the truth, Jake. Nothing stays buried." Dean replied. "I don't know what the hell you're talking about." Jake protested desperately, his voice taking a historical pitch.
"You and Bill killed Peter Sweeney thirty-five years ago. That's what the hell I'm talking about."
Footsteps pounded behind us, I turned around to see Andrea. "Dad!" She exclaimed as she came to a stop. "And now you got one seriously pissed-off spirit."
"It's gonna take Andrea, Lucas, everyone you love. It's gonna drown them. And it's gonna drag their bodies God knows where, so you can feel the Same pain Peter's mom felt. And then, after that, it's gonna take you, and it's not gonna stop until it does." Sam said trying to nock sense in his head. "Yeah, and how do you know that?" Jake asked. "Because that's exactly what it did to Bill Carlton." Sam replied. "And research." Dean looked at me like: seriously? I shrugged.
"Listen to yourselves, all of you. You're insane." Jake said. "I don't really give a rat's ass what you think of us. But if we're gonna bring down this spirit, we need to find the remains, salt them, and burn them into dust. Now tell me you buried Peter somewhere. Tell me you didn't just let him go in the lake." Dean pretty much begged. "Dad, is any of this true?" Andrea asked. "No. Don't listen to them. They're liars and they're dangerous." Jake said. I scoffed inwardly.
"Something tried to drown me. Chris died on that lake. Dad, look at me." Andrea pleaded, he did.
"Tell me you-you didn't kill anyone." She begged. Jake looked away. "Oh my god." She said he voice full of realisation.
"Billy and I were at the lake. Peter was the smallest one. We always bullied him, but this time, it got rough. We were holding his head under the water. We didn't mean to. But we held him under too long and he drowned. We let the body go, and it sank."
Dean glanced at Sam
"Oh, Andrea, we were kids. We were so scared. It was a mistake. But, Andrea, to say that I have anything to do with these drownings, with Chris, because of some ghost? It's not rational."
"All right, listen to me, all of you. We need to get you away from this lake, as far as we can, right now." I said my voice having a hint of authority. Andrea and I turned our heads, my eyes widened, Lucas was walking down to the lake.
"Lucas!" Jake and I shouted, I bolted, I was nearing the dock quickly, Lucas was leaning over the side, reaching for the water, or something in the water.
"Lucas!" Dean shouted.
"Lucas! Baby, stay where you are!" Andrea called desperately.
A hand reaches for Lucas and pulled Lucas into the water, I jumped into the water after him, I grabbed Lucas's arm trying to pull him up. Something pulled me down, a suffocating sensation filled my lungs as I was dragged deeper. Someone dove in, I could hear and feel the movement of the water. There was another splash as someone else dove in, I have no idea how much time has passed, but before I know it. Darkness consumed me.
I coughed, water poured from my mouth spraying anyone or thing in front of me. "Alex, there we go, that's it." Dean said, my head pounded. I lifted myself up into a sitting position. "Lucas?" I croaked my voice full of worry. "He's fine." I nodded. "Jake is dead." Dean said. "Drowned?"
"Sacrificed himself."
Dean, Sam and I walk out of the motel. I dumped my duffel in the back with me as Dean opened the car door. "Look, we're not gonna save everybody." Sam said, I groaned inwardly. "I know." Dean replied simply. "Dean." Sam started, I spotted Andrea and Lucas walking up to the car.
"Hey." Dean said. "We're glad we caught you. We just, um, we made you lunch for the road." Andrea explained, just then I realised that Lucas was indeed carrying a tray of sandwiches.
"Lucas insisted on making the sandwiches himself." She continued.
"Can I give it to them now?" Lucas asked looking at his mum, I smiled.
"Of course." Andrea smiled and kissed Lucas's head. "Come on, Lucas, let's load this into the car." Dean said, helping Lucas put the tray on the backseat. Sam and Andrea started talking, I was assuming it was about how Andrea was holding up.
"All right, if you're gonna be talking now, this is a very important phrase, so I want you to repeat it one more time." Dean said, I raised my eyebrows. "Zeppelin rules!" Lucas recited. I smirked. Typically Dean. "That's right. Up high." Dean said holding up his hand for a hi-five. Lucas obliged, grinning. "And remember what I taught you?" He nodded, Dean looked at me confused. "Learn your maths!" He shouted at Dean. Dean glared at me, I giggled.
"You take care of your mom, okay?" Dean said still glaring at me. "All right, like you take care of Lexie?" He asked. Dean nodded. Andrea came up and kissed Dean, I rolled me eyes.
"Thank you."
Dean stood there, thinking for a minute as I hopped in the car. Soon he moved to the drivers seat.
"Sam, move your ass. We're gonna run out of daylight before we hit the road."
Dean hopped in the car and turned the it on, Sam hopped in and I started tapping my hand along to 'Movin' On' by Bad Company's which played when Dean turned the car on. I smiled, Lucas and Andrea were waving goodbye. "Dean, you officially can name one kid that you know." I said smiling. "You?" He asked jokingly. "No, Lucas. I'm 22 years old. Dean." He chuckled, "you'll always be a little kid to me."