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Frantic Mother's Phonecall
Lisa sat in Ben's bedroom, rocking back and forth a bit in fear. She had finally gotten the police on their way, the few detectives and the news crews off her lawn. Neighbors had stopped in to check on her, and her mother wanted to drive down from Indianapolis to be with her.
But the one person she wanted in the house right now was missing, and the reason for everyone else trying to get her attention.
Saturday night she had put Ben to sleep. Sunday morning she woke up to find him gone. As were the neighbors who had just moved in next door.
The landlords tried to find the family, but all the information they had been given was fake. It was like they had never even existed, and when they had faded from this world, they had taken her son with them.
Ben's room was trashed as the police had turned it upside-down to find any evidence about his friend Lily. His computer had been taken to look through the hard drive to find anything.
The first 48 hours are the most important. And Lisa was hitting 42.
I wish Dean was here, she thought to herself, looking at the black impala Hot Wheels that Ben had insisted she buy him for Halloween. Last time Ben had gone missing, he had been the one to rescue her son. And now he was gone...
Her eyes widened and she ran downstairs to find her address book. It was a book, really, but years ago she had just stopped writing them in and now it was full of strips of paper. There was a chance that she might have...
Elle Winchester. Yes, that was the girl who had been at the funeral that Ben had sat beside. Sam's wife. She had told Lisa to call her if there was ever a problem. If she had married Sam, then she knew about all this Supernatural crap and might be able to help find her son.
Grabbing her cell phone, she dialed the number and hoped that Elle remembered her still.
But the one person she wanted in the house right now was missing, and the reason for everyone else trying to get her attention.
Saturday night she had put Ben to sleep. Sunday morning she woke up to find him gone. As were the neighbors who had just moved in next door.
The landlords tried to find the family, but all the information they had been given was fake. It was like they had never even existed, and when they had faded from this world, they had taken her son with them.
Ben's room was trashed as the police had turned it upside-down to find any evidence about his friend Lily. His computer had been taken to look through the hard drive to find anything.
The first 48 hours are the most important. And Lisa was hitting 42.
I wish Dean was here, she thought to herself, looking at the black impala Hot Wheels that Ben had insisted she buy him for Halloween. Last time Ben had gone missing, he had been the one to rescue her son. And now he was gone...
Her eyes widened and she ran downstairs to find her address book. It was a book, really, but years ago she had just stopped writing them in and now it was full of strips of paper. There was a chance that she might have...
Elle Winchester. Yes, that was the girl who had been at the funeral that Ben had sat beside. Sam's wife. She had told Lisa to call her if there was ever a problem. If she had married Sam, then she knew about all this Supernatural crap and might be able to help find her son.
Grabbing her cell phone, she dialed the number and hoped that Elle remembered her still.
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This name did too.
She didn't let her fear pass onto Lisa though she just nodded, "Well Alec is out now, but when he gets back we'll give a few people some calls, and I'll see if we can't head out to you guys. I'll give you a call when I know anything okay? You do the same for me, Lisa this is going to be okay."
She wanted to promise her, but Elle knew just how much her promises were worth these days.
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