AN: Thank-you to those who have reviewed. The knowledge that at least a few people have read and enjoyed my story is amazing and has encouraged me to keep updating. Thanks especially to timydamonkey who gave me a great idea to add into another chapter.

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Chapter Eight

SUZE'S Point of View

"We're only trying to stop people from dying."

They both look unhappy, the blond more livid however, but they leave.

"So do I…so do I."

3RD PERSON Point of View

"You know if she wasn't a possible murderer or satanic bitch I'd bang her."

"Dean!"

"What?"

"Not only are we waiting in the office of a catholic priest, but she's young enough to be your daughter!"

"Only just!"

"Ugh."

Luckily for Sam the priest walked out of his office, cutting the convocation short.

"Agents Perry and Smith? I'm Father Dominic, Principle of the Mission Academy. How may I help you young gentlemen?"

Huh, thought Sam. You wouldn't be calling us gentlemen if you heard what we were discussing.

"We were wounding if we could talk with you privately for a few moments, father." Sam says respectfully, eyeing Dean as if telling him to behave. Dean just rolled his eyes.

"Of course, come into my office."

"So Father," Sam started after the door was closed to the small room the priest led them into, "we just have a few questions for you. It shouldn't take too long."

"Ask away gentlemen."

"We are here about a man called Hector de Silva. Died quite some time ago. We are looking to maybe connect his death with any other bodies found in this area."

"Oh yes. Rather unfortunate fellow he was," The priest says, looking perplexed. "Died far too young. At least he is in a better place now."

"We were wondering what happened to the body? We were told he was most likely buried here."

"Yes he was, as a favor to one of the families who have enrolled their children here. They thought it might be nice for him to have a proper burial after so long."

"This would be the Simon-Ackerman's?"

"Yes… Is it of any importance?"

"I'm not sure, it could be. Does he have a head stone?"

"One was donated…by an anonymous individual."

The two brothers share a look which clearly states the both suspect the same 'anonymous individual.' At least they knew they could find the body later if the time came to salt and burn the bones.

"That's nice," Dean takes over. "That someone cares, I mean. We also wanted to ask about an old belt buckle that was sold at an auction awhile ago. Believed to belong to the murderer of Mr. de Silva."

"Felix Diego's belt buckle? It was found in the same house that the body was buried, found by one of the sons I believe. It's a beautiful sterling silver piece and sold for quite a lot of money, actually."

"Can you find the name of the individual who purchased it?" Sam asks.

"Don't need to." The priest sighs unhappily, confusing the two brothers. "It was bought by a Mr. Paul Slater. If it's really important you can ask for his address at the administration desk."

"Thank-you Father. We just have one more thing to discuss." They had both decided to ignore the priest's reaction to the mention of the man. "You have a student her, a Miss Susannah Simon. One of the children who live at the house where the body was discovered."

"Yes, I know the girl quite well. What is it about her that you wish to know?"

"Just what you think of her. How did she cope with the…discovery?"

"Well, like anyone would be, she was quite upset. But Susannah's a tough one. Headstrong, but also morally just and intelligent. I just wished that she would sometimes think a bit more before she jumped head first into trouble. At least she has Jesse now."

"Jesse?"

"Her…boyfriend I guess you'd call him in today's society. However, I know the two intend to get married soon. The bond those two share is truly a gift from god. Not everyone is that lucky. He is a really nice young man, even helps out here from time to time."

"Well, I think that's everything then," Sam looks to Dean, asking if there is anything he forgot that they can't later find out. Excluding any questions that would get them kicked out, of course.

"Yes, I believe it is," Dean confirms. "Thank-you Father."

"Of course, of course. I hope you find what you're looking for."

After being led out of the office and getting the address of Paul Slater the two brothers head back to the car.

"You wouldn't even be tempted? I bet she's a wild one."

"Dean! I thought we discussed this. Besides, remember, not only is she a teenager, she has a boyfriend? Ring any bells?"

"So? I'm sure I could give her a better time than that S-O-B. He hangs out with a priest for Christ's sake."

Sam huffs then walks to the passage side of Dean's baby, getting in and slamming the door.

"What?" Then he realizes what Sam did. "Don't take your sexual frustrations out on the car, Sammy. She's totally hot and you saw it too."

FATHER D's Point of View

Those nice gentlemen had just left when I got the call on my new mobile. Luckily I had been taught how to use the appliance so it told me who was calling.

"Hello Susannah. What can I do for you?" Please hope she hasn't gotten into any further trouble.

"I called as soon as I could – my mother was on my case. Two fake FBI agents came around to my place and I have an inkling that they may be heading you way. They – wait! Father D, please tell me they haven't been there yet?"

"Fake agents?" I ask stunned. "They seemed so sincere, are you sure – "

"Oh crap! What did you tell them?"

"Nothing about us being mediator is that's what you're worried about. Really child, though you really should tell your family – "

"More important stuff to worry about now, Father D. They found my shifter stuff and accused me of black magic! They are completely nuts! Off their rockers! In the deep end! Completely – "

"Black magic…dear, oh dear. How did you get out of that?"

"I…uh…kicked them out. Not literally though!"

I shake my head sadly. I thought she was getting better. "And it's not nice to call them names, how do you know magic doesn't exist?"

"You said the same thing about Vamps, Father D."

"You need to have more faith in things you cannot see."

"Whatever. Do you know where they are heading?"

"Well, they asked about the belt buckle so I assume that they might go to Paul's place."

"Oh shit. I'm done for."

I don't bother telling her of for her language. After all she is probably right. Paul was never the most…discreet individual.

Why is nothing ever simple around Susannah? It will be interesting to see how her kids turn out, especially considering Jesse's calm nature. I hope for everyone's sake they will take after their father – the world can't handle another Susannah. But, then again, I wouldn't have the world without at least this one.