Another Winchester/Remington AU, this one is only about four short chapters long.

Dean's a hunter and Arandi is a ghost.

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Another salt and burn, they had done so many they had to hold some kind of record.

They were in Texas on a ranch that had been just recently purchased and renovated by a man who knew Bobby. And Bobby had asked Dean and Sam to look into the poltergeist type activities that seemed to have started once the renovations had started. Some ghost or ghosts had been awakened or just gotten pissed because the only home they knew was being occupied by strangers.

Anthony Briggs the owner of the ranch was annoyed that he was losing all his workers and he needed to get this ranch up and going so that he could make his investment back.

He knew about hunters having met Bobby in another supernatural situation so he had turned to Bobby for help. Bobby told Anthony that Dean and Sam were the best and if they couldn't take care of the problem no one could.

Dean and Sam followed Anthony around as he told them that this entity had gotten violent whenever anyone tried to change things in the master bedroom.

"I can tell you the history of the house and its occupants of where this might have started. I'm not sure of the dates but sometime back a young couple settled here and apparently the old boyfriend of the lady didn't take too kindly to being left behind so he followed them here and supposedly killed them.'

"Supposedly?" Dean asked.

"The couple vanished no bodies were ever found and the man was found days later hanging from a tree on this property with a note that said their blood wouldn't stop calling out to him."

Dean stared at the house a strange feeling of recognition going through him although he knew he had never been here. "Kind of hard to do a salt and burn without the bones."

"There are acres of property and I don't really think the effort was made to locate the couple's bodies once the confession to their being dead was found." Anthony sighed. "It's sad really a young couple so in love just trying to make their life and some obsessed freak can't leave them alone."

Dean walked toward a large tree being pulled by a far off vague recollection and he was starting to feel a little freaked. He walked around the tree and stopped when he saw the engraved letters in a heart DW + AR and he reached to touch it he felt a jolt wondering briefly how in the hell do you get electrocuted by a tree and then his mind was full of a beautiful blue eyed raven haired woman who was smiling at him and so much love shining in her eyes.

He heard the words 'my love' whispered in his ear and he felt his eyes roll and he began to fall. "Arandi." He heard himself say and then darkness took over.

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"Dean, hey what the hell man you're scaring me." Sam was muttering.

Dean opened his eyes to find himself with his head on his brother's lap. "What happened?"

"I have no idea one minute you were looking at the tree and then you called out to someone named Randy and you hit the ground out cold." Sam explained.

Dean sat up slowly seeing Anthony rushing towards them with a bottle of water.

"Arandi." Dean murmured.

"What?"

"I said Arandi."

Anthony stood in front of Dean and handed him the water. "Did I tell you the woman's name?"

Dean blinked confused.

"Her name was Arandi Remington and he was coincidently Dean Winchester."

Dean felt a chill slice up and down his spine; he was never a believer of coincidence. Sam helped him stand and he stared at the tree.

Winchester and Remington let me guess someone else here was named Smith and Wesson?" Sam said sarcastically.

"Arandi." Dean said as if he was trying to remember something. "Why didn't you tell Bobby the guy murdered was named the same as me?"

"Does it make a difference?" Anthony asked.

"No but that's one hell of a coincidence." Dean sighed.

"What do you want to do?" Sam asked looking perplexed.

"Is there any pictures of this young couple?"

"If there is I haven't seen them."

"There start with that Sam see if you can research up a photo." Dean commanded.

"What are you going to do Dean?"

"I'm going to look around see if I can spot anything with my trained eyes." Dean said staring at the house.

"You're not doing that alone." Sam huffed.

"Don't know if you noticed Sammy but I wear big boy boxers." Dean smirked.

"Dean don't do anything stupid." Sam griped handing Dean his shotgun.

"Who me?" Dean looked at Sam with wide eyed innocence.

Sam walked away muttering leaving with Anthony back to the motel to do the research.

Dean started toward the house unsure of why he would want to be alone but at least it was still daylight.

He walked into the house looking around he didn't even bother with EMF; he knew this place was haunted.

Slowly he headed to the master bedroom his shotgun in hand and felt the instant drop in temperature. He opened the door looking around tentatively. The second he walked through the door it slammed shut and he readied his gun for whatever.

Then there she was a few feet away the raven haired beauty who took his breath away and he couldn't shoot her even though all his hunter's instincts told him that he should. She wasn't trying to hurt him not yet anyway and all he could do was stare.

"My love." She said smiling at him and suddenly she was closer.

Dean gasped and dropped the shotgun as her ghostly lips met his and he knew that he should do something besides stand there and let it happen but he couldn't, instead he responded to her and the moment that he did he knew he was somewhere else.

He was holding the woman named Arandi tightly kissing her passionately but she was real flesh as real as he was but he felt different. He saw their reflection in a mirror his features the same but he was Dean in another time.

"I have missed you so much." Arandi breathed against his mouth.

"I'm not the person you want." Dean responded still kissing her.

"You are my love." She whispered gripping him hard.

"Arandi you have to tell me where you are buried so that I can give you some peace." Dean tried again although he knew he was kissing a ghost it felt absolutely fantastic.

"I can't have peace without you."

"I have to find your Dean too, so that you can be together forever."

She pulled back then frowning. "I won't lose you again,"

Dean stared at her feeling what his other self must have felt, the desire to make her smile and laugh, to make her so happy.

"I won't lose you again." She repeated and came at him kissing him harder.

Dean's body jolted much the same as when he touched the tree and he could feel his body's desire for the beauty.

"I love you Arandi." He heard himself and he meant it more than he thought possible. Suddenly he was on a bed making mad desperate love to this woman that he loved though he had never known her till today.

He couldn't stop himself and he really didn't want to stop because ghost or no ghost he was heated to the soles of his feet and he wanted her.

He could feel her desire and he needed to satisfy her even when far in the back in of his mind he wondered if it was possible to satisfy a ghost. He was going to find out, this was just too good.

Primal sounds of passion filled his mind and he could feel her under him moving with him and she was warm and solid, so fucking beautiful and she wanted him.

His thought process was muddled as he erupted into her with such intensity, the sounds he made surprised even him but the orgasm that overtook him made him breathless and dizzy, his whole body trembled and he felt and heard her release following and somehow that only intensified his.

Maybe it was because he hadn't been with anyone in so long or maybe it was the way this woman had loved her Dean but he would swear to the end of his days that this was the most amazing orgasm of his life and who would believe him that it happened with a ghost.

"I love you." Arandi said softly in his ear.

He was leaning back against the wall again dressed and gasping, still feeling the aftershocks of amazing sex.

His legs barely held him then he knew that he was in trouble when he felt another entity in the room and it was far from a gentle loving woman.

Dean turned and knew that he was facing Shawn.

"How many times do I have to kill you?" Shawn's ghost growled at him.

Dean felt icy hands around his throat. "Just call me Timex." Dean muttered as the hands tightened.

There was an eruption of light and then Arandi was there defending him and he felt so light headed but he dove and rolled for the shotgun hitting Shawn. He knew the effects wouldn't last long and he rose wearily up.

Arandi caressed his face and Dean leaned into her cool touch and he felt so tired and weak. He felt his knees give way and he hit the floor dazed.

Coldness so intense slipped through his veins and he gasped as his chest tightened. He could hear Arandi calling to him but he could no longer see anything. He tried to breathe and nothing happened. Complete darkness and emptiness engulfed him and he slipped away.

TBC

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