Two chapters so close together? Why yes you are reading this right. I am in the process of finishing this episode off so hopefully I will get another one posted soon.
Sorry again for the wait.
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Wicked

Dean raised his fist and knocked on the old door. He didn't know why but this house gave him the creeps. A little old lady slowly opened the door.
"Yes?" She asked.
"We are 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 politely. The little old lady frowned and shook her head before opening the door and letting them into the house.
"No sir. Not for a very long time. Peter's been gone for thirty-five years now." She said sadly. Dean noticed a picture of a little boy that could only be Peter on the side table.

"The police never—I never had any idea what happened. He just disappeared." She sighed softly. Sam nudged Dean and pointed to the toy soldiers beside the photo. "Losing Peter, you know it's…it's worse than dying."

"Did he disappear from here? In this house?" Dean asked. Mrs Sweeney shook her head.
"He was supposed to ride his bike straight home after school, and he never showed up." She turned away and allowed the brothers to look around. Dean noticed a picture on the mirror in the bedroom and motioned for Sam to have a look. There were two boys in the picture, one was Peter with the little red bicycle. Dean turned it over and read the writing on the back.

"Peter Sweeney and Billy Carlton, nineteen seventy." Dean sighed and looked at Sam. "Looks like we were right about the connection. Let's go have another chat to old Billy Carlton."

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The brothers were back in the car heading back towards the lake and hopefully some answers on how to solve this case., Dean could feel it in his bones that they were getting closer and closer to the answer.

"Okay, this little boy Peter Sweeney vanishes, and this is all connected to Bill Carlton somehow. " Sam said frowning. Dean nodded.
"Yeah, Bill sure as hell seems to be hiding something, huh?" there was something more to this case than mets the eyes. They were getting closer but there was still something that they were missing. As bad as Dean felt about going to bug the grieving father again, he knew that they needed answers and Bill was seemingly the only one who could give it to them.

"And Bill, the people he loves, they're all getting punished." Sam muttered, trying to connect the dots. Dean bit the inside of his lip.
"What if Bill did something to Peter?"
"What if Bill killed him?" Sam added in with raised eyebrows. Dean nodded. There you go, there was something that finally made sense.
"Peter's spirit would be pissed. It would want revenge." He nodded again. "It's possible. Hopefully the old man can answer the questions and we can wrap this sucker up."

They pulled up at the Carlton house. Dean felt his heart stutter at the sight of a familial raven-haired beauty running towards them.
"Quick! You have to stop him! He won't listen to me!" she yelled coming to a halting stop in front of them.
"Bill Carlton? Where is he?" Dean asked putting his hands on her shoulders to try to calm her down.

"He wouldn't stop! Kept muttering about a debt to repay. Please help!" she said slightly out of breath, a wild look of panic in her eyes.

They heard an engine roar and looked at each other in shock. They took off running towards the end of the dock, Callie following behind them.

"Mr. Carlton! You need to come back! Come out of the water! Turn the boat around!" Dean yelled.
"Bill! Please come back!" Callie yelled desperately.
"Mr. Carlton!"
"Oh god he can't hear us!" Callie cursed. Suddenly, the water rose up and flipped the boat over. Callie screamed in horror and Dean, out of instinct pulled her into his chest to hide her from the horror. He could feel her shaking.
"Oh my god oh my god oh my god." She whimpered in his chest. "What the hell was that?!" She pulled away from Dean's chest and looked at them.
"We're not too sure." Sam muttered.
"Don't lie to me. Things are been going sideways for a while and then you two show up and it starts getting nastier! What the hell is going on?" she pushed back against his chest to look at them. There was a few stray tears slipping down her face and Dean longed to reach out and wipe them.
"We'll tell you later. Right now we need to go and talk to Jake." Dean said letting her slip through his arms. His heart raced and the familiar feeling of her against him and his mind screamed at him to take her back up and not let go. But he knew he couldn't. She didn't know him and he'd be damn if he scared her off for good. She pulled out her cell phone and called 911.
"You better be ready to explain." She glared at him, her sadness and fear turning into anger. He didn't take it to heart. She was hiding her fear behind her anger. "Yes hi, we need an ambulance and police…"
Dean wasn't sure he was looking forward to that conversation.

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"Callie? Sam, Dean what are you doing here?" Andrea asked as the three of them walked in followed by Jake. Callie hugged Andrea and sat down next to Lucas who was rocking back and forth on the chair.

"Sweet pea, what's wrong?" She asked softly running her hands through his hair. He shook his head and kept rocking. She sighed and rubbed his back softly. Her best friend's child was deeply scarred of what she wasn't sure but Callie was certain he needed help. Andrea on the other hand thought he was still recovering from the lose of his father. Callie obviously didn't agree

"So now you're on a first-name basis. What are you doing here?" Jake interrupted. Dean looked over to see Callie rubbing Lucas's back absentmindedly. He knew she was going to have questions. How could he answer them? He hated lying to her. Always had and she always had a knack of finding out the truth.

"I brought you dinner before my shift." Andrea held out the foil covered plate. "I heard about Bill Carlton. Is it true? Is something going on with the lake?" she looked to Callie who paled and looked at her feet. Dean wanted to comfort her. But knew better. It wasn't his place anymore. He hoped what she had seen already wouldn't have a deep affect on her. He didn't want to hold his breath though.

Jake rubbed his eyes. "I am sorry. Right now, we don't really know what is going on. Maybe it will be better if you three went on home." Callie frowned and looked up at Dean. He read her emotions immediately. She was confused as to why he was trying to cover something up. Confused as to what was actually going on and a little annoyed that he wasn't speaking up in explanation. Before he could say something, Lucas jumped up and began tugging on his arm.

"Lucas, hey, what is it?" he looked down at the kid who was obviously in distress. "Talk to me buddy. It's okay. You're okay." Not giving the kid a chance to reply, Andrea was pulling him away and starts to lead him outside. Callie stood up and sighed.
"I'll go see what wrong. I'll see you soon?" she asked. Dean nodded and she smiled before following her friend. Jake turned to the brothers and nodded towards his office.
"Let's talk boys." He said. Well this isn't going to be pleasant.