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It was you Chloe. It always has been.

If Sam's brain had been working at full capacity, he would have protested Dean's plan. Instead, the light was removed from his grip and his older brother was gone before Sam could even utter a word.

Letting out a sigh, Sam let the moonlight streaming through the windows guide him upstairs. Gun in hand, Sam crept from room to room, tired eyes searching for any pale apparitions. His ears strained for any sign of Dean, but his brother was being unusually silent. That, or Sam simply couldn't focus.

He was in the last room at the end of the corridor when the gunshot went off. Sam jumped, the closet door slipping from his grasp and slamming shut, making the younger hunter wince. Ow. But he didn't have time to focus on his pounding head when Dean could be in trouble.

" Dean? " He calls out, heading back out into the corridor as quickly as his foggy mind would allow. Squinting in the darkness, he could make out Dean's shorter form down the end of the hallway - no ghost in sight. " Are you alright? " Sam's slightly breathless as he reaches Dean, gaze scanning his brother for any injuries. " Was that the spirit? "

Suspicion ran deep in the older Winchester but he didn't handle things well the last time Sam went through this similar pain, he wanted to make up for it.

Dean knew he could be a little on the over protective side but hell Sam was all he had, Brothers looked out for brothers especially when hunting the things normal folk tell stories of.

" Okay listen, I'll take the flashlight and check out the basement, you take upstairs and hopefully this will be over soon "

Not giving Sam enough time to fully argue Dean takes the light and heads off. This way he was granting Sam's wishes while also still protecting him. The spirit had shown in the basements bathroom, converted some time ago into a rental suite but after the worlds scariest bath guest, well, it was unused.

Dean moved slowly in the dark room with the light panning left to right, but nothing happened. After some time he admitted defeat and returned upstairs.

Stood five feet tall a dripping woman had her back to the hunter. Her wedding dress torn and stained it hung around her small frame. Clearly this bride must be the spirit but no one mentioned a wedding gown, usually just a woman in white, a typical ghost the brothers have put down before but this was different.

Aiming the shot gun Dean stood watching her, he didn't want to make her aware of Sam but equally didn't want Sam to walk into this, into her without a warning.

Screw it.

Dean fired once into the woman, her spirit screamed and like a cloud of steam it dispersed.

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Sarah immediately grins at the confirmation, warm and friendly. A lot of her old shirts weren't really her style anymore, leaning more towards copying Maria's style now they'd settled in Jackson. She didn't have to make do with a more childish style anymore, taking whatever they found that fit her - it seemed her old clothes were either teenaged or something an old man would wear. Gross.

" Hey, hey, it's okay. I don't mind at all, " Sarah is quick to reassure, hand settling on her hip as she looks Hannah up and down approvingly. " It suits you more anyways. You should keep it – in fact, I bet I have tons of old stuff I can give you back at my place. " They were a sharing community anyways, always trading or borrowing due to resources being limited. Not like they could go down to the mall anymore.

" Seriously, come back to ours and I'll give you a whole new wardrobe. Free of charge. "

@fracturals: ❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜ ( sarah miller, au where she lives )

"Maybe." She is. It's the right size too, such a nice change from all the crap she's found in the last few months. "Your dad's fault, Miller. He said I could." Not that Sarah seems mad about it, but she'd like to make clear she's not a thief. "Mine got all bloodied up... not my blood. Not people's blood. I slipped on a dead crawler, super gross... Is this okay? I'll wash it before I give it back."

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