TPONTP CHAPTER 10!

Sam and Dean drove back to their motel room and decided to get some sleep. They would pick up where they left off in the morning.
Dean was sleeping like a log when Sam woke up. After Sam took a shower and got dressed and woke up Dean.
Sam- Dean! *Shaking his brother's leg*
Dean- Hmm? *Rolling over and barely opening his eyes*
Sam- Get up. We need to figure out what's going on. *Walking over to the door*
Dean- What? Mitchy being attacked? *Sitting up*
Sam- Uh, yeah Dean. It's our job! *Turning around to face Dean*
Dean- Sam. She was beaten. *Standing up* Spirits don't beat up people.
Sam- Yes they do! *Annoyed*
Dean- Not this one, Sam! *Walking over to Sam* It suffocated all of it's victims. Besides that, I burned the bones into dust.
Sam- So you think that it was just a coincidence, that all of Alex's friends are being attacked?
Dean- *Tired and confused* I don't know, Maybe.
Sam- Maybe? We can't take that chance Dean, and you know it!
Dean- Whatever dude. It's way too early in the morning to argue.*Yawning* I need coffee.
Sam- No, you need to brush your teeth. *Dean was checking his breath* What did you eat last night?
Dean- Uhh.....I had some garlic bread.
Sam- Smells more like garlic bread with moldy cheese.
Dean just glared at Sam and got some clothes from his duffel. Sam left and went to the coffee shop across the street. After Sam left Dean hopped into the shower. When Dean was done he went out to his car and waited for Sam.
Sam was walking across the street with two coffees in hand. He saw Dean waiting for him by the impala.
Sam- *Walking up to Dean* Here's your coffee. *Handing a cup over to Dean*
Dean- Finally! *Taking a large sip of coffee* Ahh. Nothin' like a warm cup of coffee, to get me goin'!
Sam- *Shaking his head* So where to first? The library or Gotcha potcha's?
Dean- Library. Potcha's is being investigated by the cops.
Sam- Right. The cops. *Sighing*
Dean- Yeah. Come on. *Getting into the car* We've got a busy day ahead of us.
Sam got into the car and they drove over to the local library. Dean parked the car and they walked inside. Sam decided that they should check out the Mary Roff case. So he asked the librarian at the front desk if she knew anything.
Marissa- Are you serious?
Sam- Uhh, yeah. Is there something wrong with that?
Marissa- No. It's just that I've never heard of anyone not knowing the story.
Dean- What do you mean?
Marissa- Well it's the most famous urban legends in town. Every ones heard about it.
Sam- Really? Well you see, we just came to town for the funeral...
Marissa- Oh! I'm so sorry! I had no idea!
Sam- It's ok.
Dean- So, can you show us where we could find that information?
Marissa- Of course! Right this way.
She showed them all of the historical records and went back to her desk. Sam and Dean got to work, checking out everything that they could find.
Dean- Hey Sam. Take a look at this. *Handing him a book*
Sam- What? *Taking the book from his brother*
Dean- The pictures of Lurancy and Mary. They both have dark hair and are wearing clothes from the eighteen hundreds.
Sam- You think it's Lurancy then?
Dean- If so, then I just burned Mary for no reason.
Sam- So if it is Lurancy, what does she want?
Dean- Maybe someone in her family is summoning her to kill people for revenge.
Sam- Not just any people, but Alex's friends. The person may know her and have a grudge against her or something, and they want her to pay for it.
Dean- Makes sense. We should find a family tree or something, see if any of her relatives are still alive.
After twenty minutes of searching they finally came across something. They had found Mary's and Lurancy's family blood line.
Sam- I'll check Mary's.
Dean- Alright, I'll check Lurancy's then.
A few more minutes went by, as they were each checking for any living relatives.
Sam- I got nothing. What about you? Anything?
Dean- Uh, yeah. I think I have someone.
Sam- Yeah?
Dean- A Marge Vennum. She got married to a guy named Eddy Beckler.
Sam- *Shocked* Marge?
Dean- Yeah. Why?
Sam- That was the name of the woman at the coffee shop.
Dean- Huh. Looks like we need to have ourselves a little chat with Marge.
Sam- First we need to find an address.
Dean- *Shrugging* Eh, details.