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Guys, these reviews are awesome. I want to give each and everyone of you a BIG HUG! I know that the lot of you deserve so much more. I am so sorry that this is posted so late. I feel so ashamed that this has taken so long. A million excuses. But, to my defence (well, not really) I have to say that I've had it difficult here at home with school, friends, and family crisis. Even something really unexpected happened; two friends in my class died.

I don't want to use this as an excuse to justify my late update. At some points I've just mainly just run out of ideas.

Thank you so much. This is really wonderful. I'm so happy to see that a lot of familiar faces keep turning up. You really are amazing. It's also awesome to see the new faces. Welcome, welcome and hope you like this story so far. Here is the new chapter. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Still don't own Supernatural or any of it's characters and I'm not making any money through this.

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Chapter eight: Hello Darkness, My Old Friend

The soothing tune of The Doors, Riders On The Storm played in my mind as I stared out the window. It was raining. Did it really rain in this episode? I couldn't recall.

Castiel wasn't comfortable by the fact that a girl, me, had managed to pull him across the bar to sit by a window just to stare out at a phenomenon, which really wasn't all that peculiar, called rain. Still, he was relieved he got his coat back.

No. Don't remind me of what happened before. I was lucky he hadn't asked any questions about it yet. I promised myself to never do that kind of lunatic stunt ever again. Well, I've never been that good at keeping my own promises anyway.

"We should go back." Castiel said bending a little closer.

"Relax." I said with a calm tone.

I was very relieved that I had managed to make the fake Winchesters go another way, so that they wouldn't discover the map over the hotel. Now, if everything goes well, nobody has to die.

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"What's wrong?" Dean wasn't much of a therapist or a shrink but he did know when something was wrong with his own brother. He turned his flashlight to Sam's face as he passed him. "Sam?"

"I've got this feeling…" Sam looked distantly to the ground. "It's like we've forgotten something."

"I am grateful for you're concern Sam, but I don't forget to lock my cars."

"No, no." he said and raised his hand, putting it to his temple. "It's something important."

Even when Dean gave his brother a glare, Sam continued thinking with a disturbed expression. There really was something at the back of his head tugging and tugging but he just couldn't figure out what it was.

"Ok…" Dean said after an awkward moment. "Earth to Sam."

"Sorry…"

"Better shape up." He patted Sam on the shoulder. Then he moved forward and pointed the flashlight all over in the attic. The walls were covered by shelves and chests of drawers that in their turn were covered with spider web and old worn fabric sheets and cloths. Dean turned around when he heard the familiar sound of the EMF. The constant beeping was going up and down as the machine was glowing aggressively in Sam's hand. "EMF's going nuts."

"Great." Dean spat out. "We've got a real ghost and bunch of dudes pretending to be us poking at it."

"No way this ends well."

"Yeah? Well, it serves 'em right."

Sam gave Dean once again one of many glares.

"I'm just saying." Dean excused himself.

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I stared nervously up at the prophet who had found us, still standing by the window. I wondered if he knew who I was. Did he know what I was doing? He was prophesising Sam and Dean's future, and now I was part of it. He should see me then, right?

He hadn't noticed me yet. "Castiel." He said and smiled sheepishly. "Where are Sam and Dean? Uh-why aren't you with them?"

The nervous tone in Chucks voice made me doubt that Chuck was worried about Castiel. It made me think he was more worried because of him. I mean, he was angel and he still hadn't really grasped what's human and what's inhuman to do.

"I'm following orders."

"What, to stand here and—" When he saw me his smile faded and he looked even more nervous. "Oh, Hi-hi there…"

I stretched out my hand and smiled up at him. "Hi. Allison."

"Chu- Carver. Carver Edlund." he gave out an audible sigh, shaking his head followed by a slight chuckle. "Excuse me. Castiel could you come with me for a minute?"

Castiel followed Chuck without any restraint.

"Who is she?" Ignoring his own question, he shook his head with closed eyes, bringing his shaking hands frantically up in front of his face. "Uh- why aren't you with Sam and Dean? I mean, you're supposed to be out looking for God. You're not supposed to be here."

Castiel titled his head to the side with a confused frown in his forehead and his mouth was slightly open. He knew what Chuck meant by that. "You've seen this?"

"Not this" Chuck shook his head and shifted on his feet. "My visions haven't gone this far. I just know that you should be out looking for God. "

Castiel said nothing but his eyes remained in Chuck's while he pondered about what he had heard with a thoughtful look.

Chuck looked to the side with a sigh, but then he twisted his head back with a stiff neck and wide eyes. "Oh, dear."

Castiels eyebrows twitched together but before he could ask, a short woman with big eyes filled with anticipation and joy jumped up next to Chuck. Her smile was big and when she looked at Castiel he suddenly felt a very uncomfortable feeling grow inside his chest.

"Castiel…" she said with a sighing voice. "It's really you…"

I yawned from where I sat and turned my head to look at them. My eyes went wide when I saw the way Becky was looking at Castiel. Her eyes were desperately locked on him as if he was a chocolate ice cream sundae. After staring for a couple of seconds, I just burst out laughing.

She glanced back at me, with a blush I fell silent. Her eyes roamed up and down, the look practically screaming: and who is she?

Her eyes thinned and then she looked at Castiel again, smiling in her own special way. "I've got some cookies upstairs if you'd like some."

Cas tilted his head to the side and opened his mouth to answer but Chuck stepped in with a desperate cry. "I don't think-" He looked at Becky and smiled sheepishly."- that's such a good idea. Castiel has work to do."

"Don't be silly. Castiel, you should come LARP:ing with us. You can be Dean and I can be… uh… Jess." Her eyes grew bigger and bigger for every word, and Castiel looked more worried. "I…" he said and swallowed. Apparently even he, who had no social skills at all, could figure out that this girl only meant trouble.

Before I stood up I brushed off something from my leg. Then, innocently I walked up beside Castiel, glancing up at him and then at Becky. Was it possible that she had caught an interest in Cas now instead? Mentally I shook my head. Nah, she would always be obsessed with Sam. Right?

"I really don't-" Chuck tried again.

"You'll be the first to taste my secret ingredient cookies!"

I quirked up an eyebrow. Ok, this was funny at first, but it was slowly turning very sad.

What? Jealous? Me? No!

Becky never looked at me until I made a slight scoff. She gave me a slight glare. "And this little girls name is?"

I opened my mouth to answer, perhaps along with some witty comment but I didn't have chance to.

"Allison." Castiel said and bent his head down, somewhat still pinning his icy blue eyes into Becky. "Her name is Allison."

That's when it struck me; Cas is more acquaint to me than he is to Becky. He had never met Becky before! I looked up at Castiel with a slight blush and a modest smile. Inwardly though, I was cheering and shaking my pom-poms screaming over the great victory. Score status: Becky zero, Allison one.

I would have said something then too, but an icy, chilling and hair-raising scream shrieked through the whole hotel. Castiel bit his jaws together and lift his eyes to the sealing.

"It's probably just LARP:ing." Chuck said and waved it to the side.

"No…" Castiel shook his head, still staring up at the sealing. "There's something in this place."

"No" I said and slightly shook my head. "It's not supposed to…"

"Let's go." Castiel put his hand on my shoulder along with Chuck and then we disappeared leaving Becky were she was standing confused and puzzled.

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One second we were standing downstairs with Becky, yearning to get out of the situation and in the next we were in a narrow dark corridor, which atmosphere was filled by a tense, alarming and scarcely silent feeling. I winced slightly over the fact that I just had been zapped someplace, and maybe I should have grown used to it by now, but I hadn't. I don't think Dean has been teleported as many times in a year as I had been over these two intense days.

After a few moments I was aware of a voice, penetrating into my ear, sounding disturbed and uneasy. It was Chuck. I looked his way, searching for the reason he sounded so distressed. "Oh, God… Oh, God." he said leaning against the wall while holding his hands over his face.

My eyes wandered all over until my eyes locked on the bodies that where lying on the floor, completely dead and limb. I took a step closer, regretting after, that I did. I got a full view of the faces of the fake Dean and Sam. Their skin was completely white, their lips where blue. Their eyes where wide open, but as I looked into them I saw nothing. There were no souls left in them. They were completely empty. Dead.

My eyes trailed higher and I gasped and clasped my hand over my mouth as I saw the scalp was gone from both victims' heads.

Suddenly for a second my eyesight became fuzzy, my hands clenched and all the blood disappeared from my face. With tunnel vision I was focusing on the missing scalp, still bloody, still gushing out blood.

I had yet to notice Sam and Dean standing over the bodies, seeming less distressed than I was. As Dean looked up at me he stiffened. "Uh… Cas…" he said with a voice filled with concern and nodded to me.

"No…" I said, but I'm not sure to what I was saying no to. To one point I was shocked there was dead bodies lying in front of me, seeing cadavers for the first time, and to another point I was very confused someone had in fact died when I had done what I could to stop it… I looked down at the ground. Unless…

Suddenly I turned around and ran across the corridor to the closest window. I looked all over the darkness outside to find the slightest hint of light, and when I didn't find what I was searching for I ran off to the next window. "Hey!" Sam called and started following.

"Shit…" Dean said and did the same. "Hey! Allison, take it easy!"

Castiel turned his face to Dean just as Dean passed him. "She's never seen a dead body before." He stated, sincere and stoic as he always was.

"Oh really, Cas. You think?" Dean shook his head and started off on a jog.

I crashed into the next window, heart beating quicker than ever and surveyed through the darkness to find an answer. Then I saw a shadow standing beside a fire, in the cemetery. With a painful cry I pounded the window glass. Who was that? Who was that! I pounded harder, filled with anger. "You got the wrong frickin' grave, you asshole!"

Suddenly I felt someone grab my shoulders and pull me to his chest. "Allison… Hey…" Sam's voice was soft and soothing. "Take it easy. It's ok."

"No!" I sobbed with closed eyes and shook my head. "It's not ok! Let me go!" Furiously, but mournful and cut up I tried to get myself out of his grip, only resulting in him tightening it and trying to steady me. "Allison, you need to calm down." His voice was sterner this time.

I didn't listen and started pounding him in the chest. I just couldn't accept that there were two bodies lying completely limp and life less just a few feet away from me. I couldn't! And still not while I was here for two reasons, getting my ass saved from hell and to save others from dying.

Suddenly Castiel appeared beside Sam, looking down at me. Sam glanced at Castiel pleadingly. "A little help here…"

With no word Castiel pressed his fingers against my forehead, in that second something surged through my body and I fell completely limp into Sams arms. Slowly darkness took me.

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While Allison (me) was out:

Allison fell limp into Sam's arms and Sam had to struggle to keep her from falling to the ground. He grimaced. He never expected the girl to be so heavy for being in her short height. "Oh, great Cas…" Sam sighed and rolled his eyes.

Dean stepped closer, holding out his arms with wide eyes. "What' you do that for?" he said, looking at Cas. "Now she's unconscious!"

"You didn't want me to immobilize her?"

"He meant keep her from hitting him, Sasquatch!"

Castiel held out his hand once more. "I can bring her back."

Dean eyes widened and he put his hand over Castiel as quick as lighting. "No, are you crazy?"

The angel winced and looked up at Dean, clearly not understanding anything.

"We're better off without her awake. Do not wake her, you hear me?" Dean shook a finger towards Castiel who nodded after a few seconds. "Do you have any idea what she's capable off?"

Castiel didn't answer and lowered his hand.

"Great…" Dean said and sighed. "Dead people are lying on the floor. What do we do now?"

Sam huffed and managed to put Allison down with her head leaning against the wall. "Well, first of all, we need to get all these people out."

"How do we do that, genius? These people won't exactly walk out just cause we're telling them to."

Sam sighed shaking his head. Then he winced and looked over Dean's shoulder. "Chuck. They'll listen to Chuck."

Chuck stiffened as he heard his name. He lowered his hands from his face and looked into Sams eyes, completely broken hearted. "No… guys… I-I…" he stuttered shaking his head. "You can't ask this of me. I can't do-"

"People are going to die, Chuck." Dean threw out his hands to his sides. "We don't have time for this, alright?"

"Ok…" Chuck said looking down at the ground. "Ok, Dean." He walked closer and cleared his throat. "So… uh… what do we do?"

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"We've got to get some stuff out of the car." Sam said on the way down of the stairs with Chuck stumbling behind him. "Dean will take care of the bodies. Cas takes care of Allison. Chuck, I want you to gather everyone."

"What am I supposed to tell them?"

Sam smirked and turned course for the main door. "You'll find something."

As Sam came to the main door he turned to Chuck again. "Just keep them together. Be sure they leave the house."

"Sam, it's raining."

Sam grabbed the door handle, meaning to pull the door open but when the door wouldn't move he frowned deeply and stared down at the handle. "What the…" He pulled the door handle again, frustration growing inside of him. "Damnit…"

Chuck winced, rolled his eyes from the door up at Sam, quickly back and forth. "What?" A nervous tone was evident in his voice.

"It doesn't want us to leave the house…" Sam's jaws clenched.

"What?" This time Chuck sounded more alarmed.

Sam ignored Chuck and swirled around walking quickly and decidedly the way he came. He stopped in the middle of the stairs when he heard a very anxious Chuck calling his name. "Chuck, we don't have any time to waist. I need to tell Dean." With those words he tore his eyes from the prophet and ran up the rest of the stairs.

"Dean!" Sam called when he was on the second floor.

"Yeah?" His brothers voice came from the room closest to the stairs, sounding a bit muffled.

Dean was holding one of the bodies, the thinner one, over his shoulder. He quirked up his eyebrows when he saw Sam on the threshold. "Sam, you know this guy is freakishly sticking to the details with you. Well, apart from the body." Then he kicked the body of the fatter one, making the body move just an inch further into the room. "Not to mention this hotshot."

Sam glared. "Dean…"

"I know, I know… "Dean threw the body from his shoulder. "How's Chuck doing?"

"Not good." Dean heard the earnest tone in Sam's voice and turned to him. "Dean, total lock-down."

Just what Dean needed. Just perfectly frickin' awesome! He clenched his fists and rolled his eyes. "Sam, I swear when I get that bitch of a Casper…"

"Yeah? Leave some for me, right? I'll tell Chuck; new plan." With those words he twirled around and was ready to leave, but then he stopped in the middle of his tracks and turned back to Dean. "Hey…uh… any idea how Allison and Cas are doing?"

"Ah, bet they're fine. Cas won't let anything pass him if he's protecting something."

"Yeah, that's what's scares me a little bit."

Dean gave Sam a puzzled look, clearly not understanding what Sam meant. "Oh, never mind." Sam said, drumming against the doorframe with his fingers. "You know back before? When Allison went all mental break down – do you have any idea what she was screaming at?"

"Mostly, it was at you."

Sam shook his head and scoffed. "No, she was screaming at something outside the…" Then he fell silent and his face turned dead serious. The brothers eyes met and it seemed like just by a few seconds they had communicated without using any words at all. Dean pointed with his finger and started walking. "The window. Now. Sam."

Together they looked out the window. Dean swore under his breath when he could see smoke coming from the graveyard. "Is that smoke, Sam?"

Sam squinted. "Looks like. But whatever made her so jumpy about that?"

"Gee, Sammy" Dean rolled his eyes. "If there's two dead body's lying in front of you, d'you think you'd react to some smoke?"

"But she was focusing on something outside. I know she was. Don't you remember?"

Dean sighed and looked out again. "Well, she was screaming pretty good."

"If only I can remember…" Instinctively Sam closed his eyes, looked back into his memory, searching for the smallest detail, the smallest hint of what Allison said. He remembered briefly that there was something… Then suddenly he opened his eyes. " "You've got the wrong frickin' grave-." Dean! She discovered a grave robber!"

Dean blinked and quirked up his eyebrows. He didn't look impressed. "One who burns bodies for kicks?"

"No…" Sam closed his eyes again. Nothing made sense. He hated when things didn't work together. Why didn't the bodies turn up before?

"Wether we like it or not we're going to have to accept the fact that that outside has something to do with what's happening here on the inside."

Dean winced and looked up at his brother. "Whoa-What? That there has nothing to do- How'd you even come to that conclusion, genius?"

"It's a feeling, Dean."

"Oh, it's a feeling." Dean turned around as if to speak to other people though there was no one else present "Everybody, listen up! Put down your newspapers, throw away your coffee. Hell, abandon good old logic, because Sam's got a feeling!"

Sam clenched his jaws and gave Dean a hard stare "You're a jerk sometimes, you know that?"

Dean ignored that and looked out the window again.

Sam sighed. "Think about it Dean, this is Allison."

"We know nothing about her."

"Exactly! Which is why we've got take this seriously."

"Yeah, but- Where do we start?"

Sam nodded to the window. "First of all, I want to know what's in that grave. There's got to be some records on that."

"Why don't you ask Allison? She's a psychic!" He rolled his eyes and sighed, looking up at Sam again. "We better go down and see how Chuck is doing."

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So this is what I got. For now. There will definitely be more. Thank you so much for your patience. Chuck knows, I'd be a grumpy mess if I was forced to wait this long. Thank you again guys.