The New Kid In Town

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Two For The Road

“Listen to that Sammy” Dean said happily.

Sam cocked his head and did as he was asked. A moment later he looked at Dean inquiringly.

“Silence Sammy its silent” Dean grinned flipped on the radio and pressed his foot down on the gas pedal “we’re back on the road again back where we belong.”

A few minutes went by and Dean asked without preamble “Do you think he’s okay?”

Sam’s lips twitched “I’m sure Bobby is fine.”

“Ha-ha” Dean responded flatly “it’s the first time we’ve both left him.”

“He probably isn’t even missing us” Sam bit the inside of his lip.

“Yeah right” Dean didn’t look convinced.

“Robbie couldn’t be in safer hands you know that Dean” Sam said firmly.

“I know” Dean glanced quickly at Sam “so tell me about the case.”

“A little girl called Martha Cox drown in a bath tub at the Gateways Motel and now she is haunts the place” Sam stopped.

“Was it an accident?” Dean concentrated on the road ahead.

“The authorities recorded as one” Sam sighed “even though she had a head injury.”

“The parents?” Dean asked.

“Disappeared before any questions could be asked” Sam sighed again.

“So the poor kid got lost in the cracks, parents gone, and authorities eager to close the case easy answer accident?” Dean gripped the steering wheel tightly and drove even faster.

“Seems likely” Sam glanced at Dean “we’ll put her to rest and then at least she’ll be at peace.”


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“This is a dump even for a motel” Dean grunted tiredly.

There room was dirty and the air conditioning didn’t work. It didn’t have a tv though there was a fridge which made a funny noise and a microwave that looked as if it had never been cleaned.

“This shouldn’t take long and we’ll be out of here” Sam dropped his bag on the nearest bed “she died two doors down from this room.”

“Super” Dean looked into the bathroom it was even worse than the bedroom, grey and slimey “you can have first shower” he offered gallantly.

Sam ignored him and unpacked the EMF reader and there new toy a salt spray. It was something Dean put together with the idea that Robbie could carry one while he was too young to be trusted with a gun.

“Lets go and get something to eat” Dean was already heading for the door Sam followed him.

The diner was small and obviously family run, Dad behind the counter, daughters serving the customers and Mom doing the cooking. They settled in a booth and looked at the brightly coloured menus.

A waitress took there order the smile on her pretty face directed at Dean. Who returned the smile just enough to make her blush, moments later she was back with there food.

Dean glanced at her name tag and asked “So Jodie is it true that Gateways is haunted?”

“I don’t believe in ghosts” the smile left her face.

“Nice to have that luxury” Sam murmured under his breath.

“Give us the low down darling” Dean smiled “we’re staying there tonight.”

“Its all codswallop if you ask me” she paused “the story goes a Welsh couple were staying there with there young daughter. They were the whole seventies thing tie dye and long hair, the kid slipped in the bath and that’s where all the ghost stories come from.”

“What happened to the parents” Sam asked.

“I guess they went home” with a professional smile she left them to there meal.

“Looks like a routine salt and burn Sammy” Dean popped a fry into his mouth.

“I’m going to see what else I can dig up on the parents” Sam frowned.

“Knock yourself out” Dean took a drink of his coffee “but it’s not going to bring her back.”

Sam glared at Dean “I’m doing it all the same.”

When they returned to there room Sam planted himself in front of his lap top and began “I don’t understand how anyone could hurt a child.”

“It happens all the time Sammy not all monsters are supernatural” Dean’s tone had a rough edge to it.

“If anyone hurt Robbie I’d kill them” Sam’s eyes glinted wildly.

“You and me both” Dean agreed.

For a while all was quiet as Sammy surfed and Dean cleaned there guns “There’s nothing you wouldn’t’ know they existed but for the death of there daughter.”

Dean looked over at his brother “We can’t exactly go to Wales and hunt them down Sammy” Dean bit his lip “like you said all we can do is put her to rest.”

“She was cremated” Sam’s brow crinkled.

“Shit” Dean murmured “all we’ve got to go on is there old motel room then.”

“This place is a tip so there might be something if not we could just burn the place down” Sam offered.

“Don’t even joke about that” Dean told him.

“Who says I’m joking no motel means she has nowhere to haunt” Sam returned steadily.


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Sam eased the door open and slipped into the room his flash light casting long shadows. He went stock still when his eyes came to rest on young girl she was clutching a rag doll in one hand and her hair was blood soaked.

“Your not my Daddy” Martha’s voice was small and she appeared to be scared.

“No I’m not” Sam replied carefully.

“I miss my Daddy” she blinked at him “do you know where my Daddy is?”

“No but maybe I could help you find him” Sam tried to smile at her.

“He went away” she was becoming tearful “I want my Daddy” Martha buried her face in the rag doll and sobbed.

The door opened behind Sam and Dean joined him in the room. Before a word could be said Martha faded in front of there eyes still sobbing.

“She’s looking for her Daddy” Sam spoke quietly.

“Come on lets get this over with” Dean drew the curtains and switched light on.

It was found behind the bedside table, on the floor covered in grime and dust. What had once been a white ribbon was now yellow with age and it had suspiuos brown stains on it.

Dean held it in his hand “Yippee for nonexistent motel cleaning I suppose.”

They turned at the sound of a child sobbing; Martha was crouched against the wall. Sam approached the child and knelt down beside her.

“Sammy” Dean warned.

Sam reached out as if he were about to touch Martha only at the last moment he didn’t “Everything going to be fine” he told her “its time to move on there are other places to seach for your Daddy he left here remember?”

She looked up at him “I want to go home I want my Daddy.”

Dean set light to the ribbon and she screamed and went to nothingness. She had been a pitiful ghost and now he hoped she was at peace.

“Let’s head home” he suggested.

“Okay” Sam agreed.

They went back to there room gathered there belongings and left the Gateways Motel far behind them.