One
Disappearing Children cont'd
It was just getting dark when Sam and Dean made it back to the motel. There were deep grey storm clouds on the horizon, and thunder and lightning littered the sky and the air as they both carried everything they'd collected over the course of the afternoon into their room. This new revelation made even less sense than anything either of them had encountered so far, and after what they'd been through, they were both determined to figure out what was going on.
"The main thing I want to know," Dean said as he paced the floor, "is why that lady at the 집 didn't say anything about Mary being adopted."
Sam sighed as he read through a section of Mary's papers. "Maybe Mary was a baby when she was adopted," he suggested. "If 당신 raise a baby into an eight-year-old girl, do 당신 consider her adopted?"
Dean shook his head. "I don't know. But this is not good. We're sure a Demon took those little girls," he stated obviously, "and now we're sure a Demon killed Mary's parents — 또는 well, her adoptive parents. Do those files say anything about her biological parents?"
"Not yet," Sam revealed. "There are no hospital records. Her adoption papers are practically blank. But 당신 saw the salt and the Devil's traps. Holt Water. They obviously knew something was going on. They were trying to protect their daughter."
Dean huffed as he still paced. "Yeah, downstairs anyway. That still doesn't explain why Mary was in their 침대 when they were attacked."
Sam began sifting through everything they'd collected at Mary's house. "Maybe she wasn't supposed to be," he said softly, absently.
Dean turned to Sam, lifting his hands to his waist. "What is it?" he asked.
"All six of those girls had blond hair and blue eyes," Sam recounted. "And Mary's adoptive parents had blond hair and blue eyes. That's not a coincidence. And if a Demon, 또는 Demons, was after Mary, maybe they'd need a sacrifice to overpower her parents' defenses."
Sam lifted his eyes to Dean's. "I think that's the connection," he concluded. "I think there's 더 많이 than one Demon. One Demon to pick out the blond-haired, blue-eyed girls, and one Demon to watch Mary."
Dean caught on quickly, moving to where he'd settled most of the papers he'd gotten from the sheriff. "The sheriff said they checked out everybody at the school. I wonder what the new teacher did to keep them from looking into her records."
"Some Demons can control people even if they aren't possessing them," Sam reminded as his cell phone rang.
He put down the papers, taking out his phone and answering it automatically. Before he could even say hello, he heard screaming — the kind of screaming that sent chills down the spine of a grown man who had been fighting Demons and other evil creatures his entire life, save a few years when he'd futilely attempted to stop, to hide, to be normal.
Then he heard the voice of a little girl crying his name. "Sam! Help me! Sam!"
He rose to his feet quickly. "Mary?" he called into the phone, but she only screamed again. "Mary?!"
The lightning and thunder raged on uncontrollably outside, knocking out the power, and the line went dead as Sam struggled to hear anything else. There was nothing. He lifted his eyes to Dean again.
"I think she's in trouble," he said, his eyes full of fear — a fear Dean had only ever seen once in his life. "We have to hurry," Sam exclaimed.
Armed with the 망아지, 콜트 and Ruby's knife, Sam and Dean raced through the dark roads of Highland toward the group 집 where Mary Thompson had called from. At least, Sam was pretty sure she was still there. After two days, he was sure the Demon who had killed her adoptive parents was waiting for something, especially since Mary had been left alive while her parents had been slaughtered.
"You're sure she's still here?" Dean asked as they ran through the rain to the front door with their weapons ready.
"Pretty sure," Sam huffed, arriving on the porch and gripping the hilt of Ruby's 칼, 나이프 in his hand as Dean aimed the 망아지, 콜트 high.
Dean also huffed, eyeing Sam reproachfully even as he kicked the door in and slowly made his way into the foyer.
The house was dark from the storm also knocking out its power, and the front rooms were empty. Lightning crackled as thunder boomed, shaking the house and indicating the storm was directly overhead. A cry from the 초 floor preempted their search, driving both of them up the stairs where a long hallway held eight rooms.
"Where is she?" Dean demanded.
Sam surveyed the dark interiors of every room he walked by. "I don't know. Mary!"
"Sam!" a tiny voice cried our from down the hall.
"Go," Dean pressed. "I'll cover you!"
Sam proceeded carefully, allowing the minimal light accentuated 의해 the frequent lightning to guide him toward the end of the hall. "Mary?!"
"Sam! Help!"
Her voice was definitely coming from the last door, and even though Sam paused, suddenly remembering that he'd never heard Mary's voice before, he took the door knob in his hand and opened the door.
The room he stepped inside was pitch black even with the soft window light emanating from the sheer draperies. "Mary?"
The lightning and thunder shook the house again, illuminating the room and revealing Mary's small figure huddled in the far corner. He hurried, kneeling in front of her and putting Ruby's 칼, 나이프 away.
"It's okay," he whispered. "I won't hurt you. Are 당신 okay?" he pleaded.
She shook her head.
"What's wrong?" he asked as Dean entered the room still brandishing the Colt.
"There's something wrong here," Dean bellowed. "There's no other kids here!" he yelled as it thundered, shaking the house again.
"What?" Sam asked.
Dean sighed, moving to Sam's side. "There's no other kids here. 당신 honestly didn't notice that?"
"Well, thank you, Captain Obvious," they all heard and turned to see Nora standing in the door.
Sam rose, standing in front of Mary. "Nora?"
She smiled deviously. "Don't worry, Sam," she said knowingly. "She'll be pleased to see you."
The door slammed shut as 더 많이 lightning and thunder shook the house. Dean hurried to the door, trying the knob, but it wouldn't budge. He tried to kick it in, but it felt like it was made out of steel.
Dean turned to Sam. "Great," he snapped.
The storm outside raged on violently as Dean and Sam paced the inside of the bedroom with Mary still crouched in the corner. The door hadn't budged for half an hour, and the room was still dark.
"We got to get out of here," Sam pressed, moving to the corner where Mary was sitting. She pulled away from him, but he whispered. "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise. Come here."
Several 초 passed as she stared at him, and she eased out of the corner into his arms as he lifted her out of the corner and moved to Dean's side.
"We have to get of here now," Sam continued.
"Yeah, no shit, Sherlock," Dean hissed. "How? That's door's made out titanium 또는 something!"
Sam moved to the window, seeing out across the 잔디 and then seeing a trellis close to the window sill. "We could climb out," he suggested.
Mary grasped onto his neck and shoulders, and he looked at her before looking at Dean.
Dean moved to the window. "Maybe," he said. "But what was she talking about?" he asked. "What did she mean when she said ‘She'll be pleased to see you'? Who's gonna be pleased to see you, Sam?"
Sam sighed. "I don't know. We can talk about it later. Right now, we have got to get out of this house."
Dean tried the window, pushing the pane up as rain blew into the room. "You sure about this?" he asked Sam, who had moved Mary onto his back.
"Nope," Sam said, stepping onto a ledge just below the window and easing along the sliver slowly until he reached the trellis.
Dean followed.
The climb was slow as Sam carried Mary on his back, but he made it to the ground, pulling her around to hold onto her as Dean touched down.
"Let's go," Dean ordered, pushing Sam on even as he looked back to see Nora in the window of the room from which they'd just escaped.
Dean neither said nor did anything, following Sam to the Impala as it set on the curb.
End of Part One - Disappearing Children
Disappearing Children cont'd
It was just getting dark when Sam and Dean made it back to the motel. There were deep grey storm clouds on the horizon, and thunder and lightning littered the sky and the air as they both carried everything they'd collected over the course of the afternoon into their room. This new revelation made even less sense than anything either of them had encountered so far, and after what they'd been through, they were both determined to figure out what was going on.
"The main thing I want to know," Dean said as he paced the floor, "is why that lady at the 집 didn't say anything about Mary being adopted."
Sam sighed as he read through a section of Mary's papers. "Maybe Mary was a baby when she was adopted," he suggested. "If 당신 raise a baby into an eight-year-old girl, do 당신 consider her adopted?"
Dean shook his head. "I don't know. But this is not good. We're sure a Demon took those little girls," he stated obviously, "and now we're sure a Demon killed Mary's parents — 또는 well, her adoptive parents. Do those files say anything about her biological parents?"
"Not yet," Sam revealed. "There are no hospital records. Her adoption papers are practically blank. But 당신 saw the salt and the Devil's traps. Holt Water. They obviously knew something was going on. They were trying to protect their daughter."
Dean huffed as he still paced. "Yeah, downstairs anyway. That still doesn't explain why Mary was in their 침대 when they were attacked."
Sam began sifting through everything they'd collected at Mary's house. "Maybe she wasn't supposed to be," he said softly, absently.
Dean turned to Sam, lifting his hands to his waist. "What is it?" he asked.
"All six of those girls had blond hair and blue eyes," Sam recounted. "And Mary's adoptive parents had blond hair and blue eyes. That's not a coincidence. And if a Demon, 또는 Demons, was after Mary, maybe they'd need a sacrifice to overpower her parents' defenses."
Sam lifted his eyes to Dean's. "I think that's the connection," he concluded. "I think there's 더 많이 than one Demon. One Demon to pick out the blond-haired, blue-eyed girls, and one Demon to watch Mary."
Dean caught on quickly, moving to where he'd settled most of the papers he'd gotten from the sheriff. "The sheriff said they checked out everybody at the school. I wonder what the new teacher did to keep them from looking into her records."
"Some Demons can control people even if they aren't possessing them," Sam reminded as his cell phone rang.
He put down the papers, taking out his phone and answering it automatically. Before he could even say hello, he heard screaming — the kind of screaming that sent chills down the spine of a grown man who had been fighting Demons and other evil creatures his entire life, save a few years when he'd futilely attempted to stop, to hide, to be normal.
Then he heard the voice of a little girl crying his name. "Sam! Help me! Sam!"
He rose to his feet quickly. "Mary?" he called into the phone, but she only screamed again. "Mary?!"
The lightning and thunder raged on uncontrollably outside, knocking out the power, and the line went dead as Sam struggled to hear anything else. There was nothing. He lifted his eyes to Dean again.
"I think she's in trouble," he said, his eyes full of fear — a fear Dean had only ever seen once in his life. "We have to hurry," Sam exclaimed.
Armed with the 망아지, 콜트 and Ruby's knife, Sam and Dean raced through the dark roads of Highland toward the group 집 where Mary Thompson had called from. At least, Sam was pretty sure she was still there. After two days, he was sure the Demon who had killed her adoptive parents was waiting for something, especially since Mary had been left alive while her parents had been slaughtered.
"You're sure she's still here?" Dean asked as they ran through the rain to the front door with their weapons ready.
"Pretty sure," Sam huffed, arriving on the porch and gripping the hilt of Ruby's 칼, 나이프 in his hand as Dean aimed the 망아지, 콜트 high.
Dean also huffed, eyeing Sam reproachfully even as he kicked the door in and slowly made his way into the foyer.
The house was dark from the storm also knocking out its power, and the front rooms were empty. Lightning crackled as thunder boomed, shaking the house and indicating the storm was directly overhead. A cry from the 초 floor preempted their search, driving both of them up the stairs where a long hallway held eight rooms.
"Where is she?" Dean demanded.
Sam surveyed the dark interiors of every room he walked by. "I don't know. Mary!"
"Sam!" a tiny voice cried our from down the hall.
"Go," Dean pressed. "I'll cover you!"
Sam proceeded carefully, allowing the minimal light accentuated 의해 the frequent lightning to guide him toward the end of the hall. "Mary?!"
"Sam! Help!"
Her voice was definitely coming from the last door, and even though Sam paused, suddenly remembering that he'd never heard Mary's voice before, he took the door knob in his hand and opened the door.
The room he stepped inside was pitch black even with the soft window light emanating from the sheer draperies. "Mary?"
The lightning and thunder shook the house again, illuminating the room and revealing Mary's small figure huddled in the far corner. He hurried, kneeling in front of her and putting Ruby's 칼, 나이프 away.
"It's okay," he whispered. "I won't hurt you. Are 당신 okay?" he pleaded.
She shook her head.
"What's wrong?" he asked as Dean entered the room still brandishing the Colt.
"There's something wrong here," Dean bellowed. "There's no other kids here!" he yelled as it thundered, shaking the house again.
"What?" Sam asked.
Dean sighed, moving to Sam's side. "There's no other kids here. 당신 honestly didn't notice that?"
"Well, thank you, Captain Obvious," they all heard and turned to see Nora standing in the door.
Sam rose, standing in front of Mary. "Nora?"
She smiled deviously. "Don't worry, Sam," she said knowingly. "She'll be pleased to see you."
The door slammed shut as 더 많이 lightning and thunder shook the house. Dean hurried to the door, trying the knob, but it wouldn't budge. He tried to kick it in, but it felt like it was made out of steel.
Dean turned to Sam. "Great," he snapped.
The storm outside raged on violently as Dean and Sam paced the inside of the bedroom with Mary still crouched in the corner. The door hadn't budged for half an hour, and the room was still dark.
"We got to get out of here," Sam pressed, moving to the corner where Mary was sitting. She pulled away from him, but he whispered. "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise. Come here."
Several 초 passed as she stared at him, and she eased out of the corner into his arms as he lifted her out of the corner and moved to Dean's side.
"We have to get of here now," Sam continued.
"Yeah, no shit, Sherlock," Dean hissed. "How? That's door's made out titanium 또는 something!"
Sam moved to the window, seeing out across the 잔디 and then seeing a trellis close to the window sill. "We could climb out," he suggested.
Mary grasped onto his neck and shoulders, and he looked at her before looking at Dean.
Dean moved to the window. "Maybe," he said. "But what was she talking about?" he asked. "What did she mean when she said ‘She'll be pleased to see you'? Who's gonna be pleased to see you, Sam?"
Sam sighed. "I don't know. We can talk about it later. Right now, we have got to get out of this house."
Dean tried the window, pushing the pane up as rain blew into the room. "You sure about this?" he asked Sam, who had moved Mary onto his back.
"Nope," Sam said, stepping onto a ledge just below the window and easing along the sliver slowly until he reached the trellis.
Dean followed.
The climb was slow as Sam carried Mary on his back, but he made it to the ground, pulling her around to hold onto her as Dean touched down.
"Let's go," Dean ordered, pushing Sam on even as he looked back to see Nora in the window of the room from which they'd just escaped.
Dean neither said nor did anything, following Sam to the Impala as it set on the curb.
End of Part One - Disappearing Children