Bill Carlton is sitting on a bench on the dock "Mr Carlton?" Sam speaks up, Bill looks up at us as we come closer "We'd like to ask you a few questions if you don't mind" Sam says "Yes, we are from the Department of-" I begin saying "I don't care who you're with. I've answered enough questions today" he interrupts "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 adds "My children are gone. It's...it's worse than dying. Go away. Please." Bill replies
We don't say anything else to him we just return to the car "What do you think?" Sam asks "He's bullshitting" I reply insensitively "I think the poor guy's been through hell. I also think he's not telling us something." Dean says, I shrug "So now what?" Sam asks, Dean stops and stares at the house "What is it?" Sam asks "huh," Dean says "Maybe Bill's not the only one who knows something" Dean continues, he reaches into his jacket and pulling out the drawing Lucas did for him. We drive to Andrea's house, she's got her eyes on me as if she doesn't trust me
"We need to talk to Lucas," I say "I'm sorry, but I don't think it's a good idea" Andrea replies "I'll talk to him" Dean corrects me "Just for a few minutes," Dean says "He won't say anything. What good's it gonna do?" Andrea asks "Because, Andrea, more people might get hurt and there is clearly something happening out there," I say with a fake smile "My husband, the others, they just drowned. That's all." Andrea replies "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." Dean says, clearly being more sensitive than I am right now
"Maybe we should let them talk alone," I say to Sam who agrees and we head to the car "You don't like Andrea?" Sam asks, I'm sitting in the back and he's at the front in the passenger seat but leaning over to face me "I don't really care about her, I just want to kill this thing" I say "How you managed to hunt on your own with that lack of sensitivity, it beats me" Sam says sarcastically, I roll my eyes at him "I'm just stressed, you know that" I say "I think you have a secret that's stressing you out. But I told you, I can wait to find out" Sam shrugs "You'll have to wait because I don't think you're ready to hear what I have to say. Not yet at least" I say
Dean comes back with a few more pictures of a white church, a yellow house, and a boy with a blue baseball cap and a red bicycle in front of a wooden fence. Sam looks at the pictures and then passes them on to me "Andrea said the kid never drew like this till his dad died" Dean says "There are cases—going through a traumatic experience could make people more sensitive to premonitions, psychic tendencies" Sam says, I'm still looking through them before passing them to Dean and leaning forward "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 says
"So what? We have another fucking house to find?" I ask "The only problem is there are about a thousand yellow two-stories in this county alone." Dean says "Right" I agree "See this church? I bet there's less than a thousand of those around here." Sam replies "Oh, College Boy thinks he's so smart" Dean mocks, I stifle a laugh while Sam just rolls his eyes at Dean "Go on then, let's try to find this church" I say tapping Dean's shoulder, and that's exactly what we do we drive around until we finally find it
"Looks pretty accurate to me" I say, the boys nod, we look across the street "two-story yellow house" I say "Yeah we can see it dumbass" Sam says "prick" I mumble, we cross the road and knock on the door, an elderly woman opens the door with a small sweet smile "We are sorry to bother you, but can we ask you a few questions? We are investigation the accidents on the lake" I say "Come on in" She says leading the way, we share an approving look to each other and I follow the lady "Ma'am" Dean begins "Mrs Sweeney, please" She adds, Dean nods "does a little boy live here, by chance? He might wear a blue ball cap, has a red bicycle." Dean continues
"No sir. Not for a very long time. Peter's been gone for thirty-five years now" she replies, I see a picture of a little boy on the side table who I am guessing is Peter "the police never—I never had any idea what happened. He just disappeared." Mrs Sweeney continues, Sam motions to a few toy soldiers on a table "Losing him—you know, it's...it's worse than dying" she finishes off, and we share a look. That's what Bill Carlton said "did he disappear from here? I mean, from this house?" Dean asks "He was supposed to ride his bike straight home after school, and he never showed up." she replies
Dean sees a picture in front of the mirror and grabs it, he inspects it and then turns it around reading something from the back "Peter Sweeney and Billy Carlton, nineteen seventy." Dean whispers to us "Thank you for your time Mrs Sweeney" I say thank her, and she gives us a short nod and walks us out. We get back in the impala and take our usual seats before Dean drives off "Okay, this little boy Peter Sweeney vanishes, and this is all connected to Bill Carlton somehow" Sam speaks up "Yeah, Bill sure as hell seems to be hiding something, huh?" Dean replies "And Bill, the people he loves, they're all getting punished" Sam adds "So what if Bill did something to Peter?" Dean suggests
"I think Bill killed Peter" I speak up, Sam turns to face me "I mean Peter's spirit would be absolutely furious," I say "It'd want revenge, it's possible," Dean says, he parks in front of the Carlton house and we all get out of the car "Mr Carlton?" Sam calls "He's not there, it's too quiet" I say, then there's a loud engine roar, we run around the house towards the lake and there he is. In the middle of the lake on his little boat "look" I say pointing to the boat "Mr Carlton! You need to come back! Come out of the water! Turn the boat around!" Dean yells
"Mr Carlton" Sam and I yell but Bill just ignores us and keeps going until the water rises up in a fury and flips Bill's boat over and they both vanish "What the fuck?" I ask
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My Best Friends Brother // Supernatural
FanfictionBeing Sam Winchesters oldest friend must've been one of the best things to have happened to me, growing up together, going to school together, then off to college we went. Practically inseparable. Growing up we only had two rules, never lie or keep...
