habits, supernatural [ 1 ]

007. sam's older date

Larissa is at Ms. Case's home and questioning her when there's a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, dear." Ms. Case tells her.

"Of course." Larissa politely smiles as the woman gets up to answer the door. She hears voices, but doesn't pay much attention to who they belong to.

Ms. Case asks as she leads the guests into the room that Larissa is in. The huntress turns and looks, eyes widening slightly at Sam and Dean.

"Uh... hi... agent?" Sam greets.

"Hi." Larissa replies, forcing a smile on her face.

"I still don't understand. I already went over all this with the other detectives, just as I was telling this young lady." Ms. Case says.

"Right, yes. But, see, we're with the sheriff's department, not the police department. Different departments." Dean says.

"And they needed to send three of you over?" Ms. Case asks.

"You went with sheriff's department?" Dean asks Larissa through his forced smile.

"I was here first, shut up." Larissa tells him through her own fake smile.

"So, Mrs. Case--" Sam starts.

"Please." She cuts him off. "Ms. Case." Larissa raises her eyebrows as the woman scans Sam up and down.

"Okay. Um, Ms. Case, um... you were the one who found your niece, correct?" Sam asks.

"I came home, she was in the shower." Ms. Case states.

"Drowned?" Sam asks.

"So the coroner says. Now, you tell me, how can someone drown in the shower?" Gert asks.

"How would you describe Sheila's behavior in the days before her death? I mean, did she seem frightened? Maybe she said something out of the ordinary, or...?" Sam asks.

"Wait a minute. You're working with Alex, aren't you?" Gert asks.

"Yep. Absolutely. That's Alex and us, we're like this." Dean says, crossing two of his fingers.

"Why didn't you say so? Alex has been such a comfort. But I'm sorry, I thought the case was solved." Gert says.

"Uh... well, no. No, not yet." Sam tells her.

"I see." Gert says, sitting down in a chair.

"So, anyways, we were talking about your niece." Sam says.

"Well, yes. Sheila mentioned something quite strange before she died. She said she saw a boat." Gert says.

"A boat?" Larissa asks.

"Yes. One minute it was there, then it was gone. It just disappeared right before her eyes. You think it could be a... ghost ship? Alex thinks it could be a ghost ship." Gert says, never tearing her intense gaze from Sam.

"Well, um..." Sam fidgets awkwardly. "Could be."

"Well... you let me know if there's anything else I can do for you." She traces a finger along Sam's hand. "Anything at all." Sam awkwardly smiles at her and Dean clears his throat, hiding his smirk behind his hand.

"Looks like you have some competition." Dean whispers to Larissa who rolls her eyes and elbows him in the ribs, Dean letting out a quiet groan of pain. His hand holds his ribs, his other hitting her arm and she stomps on his foot.

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"What a crazy old broad." Dean comments as the three walk along the docks.

"Why? Because she believes in ghosts?" Sam asks.