"You sure"
"Callie, it's been three years since I last held you in my arms"
Have you ever thought you would lose the love of your life? Have you ever tried your hardest to get back that love? What if you get the second chance with that love but it'...
After dropping Sam off at the crime scene, Calliope and Dean head to Len's house. As they entered the house Calliope was getting a strange feeling from Len, but wasn't quite sure what it was about. They stood inside his home, seeing all the collections he has, "Wow" Dean says poking the mannequin that was dressed up like Lizzie Borden, "didn't expect to see her here" he comments.
"Well, gotta live your bliss" Len says to Dean. "Well, you are a Lizzie Borden..." Dena steps over looking at some items on a shelf, "I don't think 'fan' covers it" he says.
"Uh, super-fan" Len then says, "and curator" he says pointing to the wall beside him. "Is that what you were doing tonight at the B&B, curating?" Calliope asks him. "Oh" Len says stammering, "I, uh"
"Len, it's best just to go with the truth here" Dean tells him. "I was trying to get a picture of Lizzie's ghost" he explains to them. "And is that what we saw you with" Dena asks pointing to the old style camera.
"Yeah" Len says rather excitedly, "It's, uh, it's what the Victorians used for spirit photography" he says as he goes over to it to show them. "Right, and have you captured any Casper's on that thing?" Calliope then asks.
"Well, I've seen Lizzie at her house. She's this wispy, gray shadow, but she never shows up on film. Maybe I should go high-def" he says looking at the camera. "Why not go inside?" Dean asks. "I'm not exactly allowed at the inn anymore" he says putting his camera back, "there's a minor restraining order. And there's a gag order not to talk about the restraining order. But you're both federal agents" he says to them.
"Buried the lead there a little, Len" Dean says, "Why don't you tell us about the restraining order" he goes on to say. Len sighs, "It was Lizzie's 155th birthday. I couldn't get Lizzie's room, so, I stayed in the basement. For a couple days" he says to them and Dean looks at Len, "Weeks. I wasn't bothering anybody" Len adds.
"So, it's safe to say that you know the inn pretty well" Dean says to him, and Len nods. "So then Len, did anything about tonight strike you as weird?" Calliope asks. "Just him banging on the window" Len says looking at Calliope.
"Your chat room is open" the three of them hear a computerized voice say. "Oh, God, no. I'm supposed to lead a live chat about the ax murders in Fall River. I'm not Lizzie CNN!" Len says to them. "Yeah, I don't know why anyone would think that" Dean says. "I'll close it down, be right back" Len says as he goes over to the computer.
Dena and Calliope start to take a look around Len's place, when they both spot something on the table in front of them, a sketch that resembled the Mark of Cain. Dean quickly picks it up and turns to look at Len, "Where did you see this?" he asks him.
"Uh...a site about ghosts. Uh, the paranormal." He tries to lie to them. "Len, you have got to be the worst liar that we've ever met" Calliope says to him. "Tell me where you've seen this symbol" Dean demands as he steps toward Len. "I can take you down to the station to ask you there, but then we gotta involve the local police, your restraining order, or my partner here has her own way of getting information out of people, and trust me you don't want that" Dean says to him.
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