Author's note: I do not own anything having to do with Supernatural, only Alexa belongs to me. As always please Read and Review!
For those of you who don't already know, Supernatural got picked up for season 9! Yay! :)
Don't kill me but I totally skimmed over this hunt because I have other stuff planned that I can't wait to get to it so this is super short but I wanted to get you something!
((Carrie doesn't belong to me, she belongs to the wonderful wandertogonder! Make sure you check out her stories like I've said before they are gold!))
"I can't believe I got to meet Ed Zeddmore and Harry Spangler, the creators of hellhounds lair dot com," Adam said with a look of awe on his face as we walked back into our motel room.
"I can't believe that you are excited about meeting a couple of guys that looked like they were stoned off their asses," I said throwing myself backwards on the bed and that's when I saw it, well not it but myself, "You picked a motel where there are mirrors on the ceiling?!"
"You said you normally pick cheap ones," Adam shrugged.
"Yeah what is it 'pay by the hour'?" I questioned getting up from the bed and straightening out my jacket suddenly feeling grossed out for lying on top of the comforter.
"I think it could be fun," Caleb whispered in my ear and for a brief, fraction of a second, I thought about it but that thought quickly left when I thought about Adam in the bed next to us.
"So, what now?" Adam asked and a devilish smile formed on my lips as I thought about all the times Dean and Sam made me do all the hard work, payback.
"Now we," Caleb started until I cut him off.
"Now Caleb and I go get a bite to eat, maybe a few drinks and hell why not throw in some ice cream while you, you get to research," I said walking over and handing him my laptop, "Look up anything you can on Mordachai, the house itself and any missing persons that might match the missing girls' descriptions."
"I…I don't know how to hack into all that police stuff but I can see what Google pulls up," he said as I was already backing up towards the door and pulling Caleb with me.
"Call Sam, he'll talk you through it, I have my cell if you run into trouble," I said before walking out and closing the door behind me.
"That was mean," Caleb laughed as he opened the door to his truck.
"Why Mr. McAdams are you saying you don't want time alone with me?" I questioned with fake disbelief.
"Well when you put it that way, how can I say no?" he smirked as he gave me a boost into the truck.
Caleb and I managed to stay out for the rest of the day, it was really the first time we got to spend together since everything happened and I was soaking up every second of it. When we got back to the motel room I would have been lying if I didn't say I felt a little guilty leaving Adam to do all the research himself. When I opened the door and saw a girl with black hair standing next to the table I almost thought I had the wrong room.
"Can I help you?" she asked with a nasty tone.
"Oh, that's Lex," Adam said coming out of the bathroom.
"Riiight," she said eyeing me up and down.
"And you are?" Caleb questioned putting his hands on my shoulders.
"Carrie," she answered shortly as if we had personally done something to piss her off before picking up a beer and popping the top off with her teeth.
"Adam can I talk to you outside for minute," I said as calmly as possible keeping my eyes locked on this 'Carrie' chick, any guilt I had felt before was completely gone now.
"Good luck," I heard Caleb whisper to him as we walked outside.
"What the hell is she doing here?" I yelled no longer able to contain my anger.
"Well I know you said if I needed help to call Sam but she was in the area," Adam tired to explain.
"Yeah and did she?"
"Yeah," Adam nodded and I stared at him to continue, "We couldn't find a Mordachai Murdock but there was a Martin Murdock that lived in that house in the thirties I think it was," he paused like he was searching his memory, "He had two boys, not girls and there's no evidence that he ever killed anyone."
"What about the girl that was strung up in the rafters?" I asked making sure he covered all his bases.
"No missing persons of any girls in the age range in the last three months," he replied with a proud smile.
"Thank God," I muttered as I went to open the motel room door but Adam stopped me.
"So now we look other places?" he questioned.
"No, now we go home," I answered opening the door to the eerily silent room and locking eyes with Carrie, "Thanks for whatever help you gave him but you can go now."
"I go when he goes," she replied motioning to Adam before leaning against one of the walls with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Actually, if there isn't a case anymore, she offered to drive me back to Bobby's," Adam spoke up.
"Well she probably needs to get back home for school in the morning," I said with a sarcastic smile.
"What a dumb blonde," she nearly laughed in my face, "I must look better than I thought."
I turned my attention to Adam and gave him a look that screamed 'you better explain or I'm going to start throwing things'.
"Carrie is twenty four," Adam quickly stated.
"You said she was some sixteen year old with a fake ID!" I yelled pointing to her.
"Damn Ace, telling all my stories?" she said with a wink to Adam.
"Only the good ones," he said and I could see his cheeks reddening, my God this chick actually had him blushing.
"Hey Adam, once upon a time there was a handsome prince who fell for an ugly hag and instead of living happily ever after, the bitch stabbed him in the heart," I said hoping he would catch on to what I was trying to say but apparently he wasn't the only one.
"Are you calling me a hag?" she asked angrily taking a step towards me.
"Well if the shoe fits," I shrugged.
"Ok, this has been real fun," Caleb said speaking up, "Carrie does the offer still stand to give Adam a ride back to Bobby's?"
"Of course, we'll have a good twelve hours to get to know each other better," she answered suggestively.
"Hell no, Adam is riding back with us," I declared not feeling comfortable with him riding in a car with some girl we knew nothing about.
"Don't I get a say in this?" Adam said slightly raising his hand like he was hoping to be called on.
"No!" I yelled at the same time Caleb said, "Yes."
"While you two are working out your marriage issues, we'll be on the highway," she said grabbing her jacket off the back of the chair.
"Harrington you better keep your hands to yourself or I swear to God I'll rip your arms out and beat you to death with them," I threatened but instead of the intimidation I was hoping to see come across her face, it was confusion and before I had a chance to call her out on it she had Adam by the hand and pulling him out the door.
"Well she's a firecracker, isn't she?" Caleb smirked once it was just him and I in the room.
"I don't like her," I said walking over to the table to pack up my laptop and whatever else was lying around the room.
"I can see that, but why?" he asked following me around with an open duffle so I could put things in.
"Because I don't trust her as far as I can throw her, she's hiding something and I'm going to find out what."
I had called Sam and Dean in the truck to give them the heads up about Carrie and all her wonderfulness as we hit the highway to head back to Sioux Falls. We drove in a comfortable silence until my phone rang and I answered it without checking the caller ID.
"Is this Alexa Milligan?" I heard a woman on the other end ask.
"Yeah," I answered hesitantly.
"This is Melanie from Franklin Memorial Hospital; we have a Nathan Davis here that was in a serious motorcycle accident. You were listed as his emergency contact; you should get here as soon as you can."