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Sam placed his fake ID into his jacket pocket before climbing out of the Impala, he glanced over to his older brother and gave him a stern look. "Seriously man? These people are mourning a loved one, I think you can be in a creepy cemetery for a few minutes." He did admit that he found cemeteries creepy as well, but they were only there because this death seemed suspicious to them. He knew being at the funeral probably wasn't the best option for them, but they did need to ask some questions and the sooner that happened the sooner they could work out what actually happened to the young woman who had died. Sam glanced around at the group of mourning and crying family and friends, until his eyes settled on two women who seemed to be the same age. "Those two could have been her friends," He pointed out to Dean who seemed to have agreed with him, they begun to head towards the girls and he knew the last thing they needed was to be asked questions. "Excuse me, I'm Detective Bachman and this is my partner Detective Turner." Sam spoke as he held out his fake ID for the girls to see, "We'd just like to ask you a few questions."
Rosa still hadn't come to turns with Sara being gone until she watched her friend's coffin being lowered into the ground, she was still so confused how someone so healthy could just suddenly die from a heart attack. It didn't make any sense and she couldn't help but think that maybe something else happened to Sara, but she wasn't going to say anything in case Sara really did have a heart attack although there was no family history. Turning she wrapped her arms around her best friend, Ciera, "I know. But she's looking down on us now," It was something she always heard people say but never actually believed it before, now she hoped that Sara was in a better place and could watch over them and her parents. She hugged Ciera tightly as she was trying her hardest to stay strong, even when she just wanted to break down and cry. She pulled away from her friend slightly when she noticed two officers were walking over to them, it was obvious they weren't police because they were wearing suits. She looked at them as the taller man spoke to them, they were detectives and they were here about a heart attack victim? Rosa took her time in actually looking at the ID's that the men showed them, "Fine. We can answer your questions," She told them as she didn't want to but knew they'd only come back another time, if they said no.
March 18th, 2015 at 11:36pm