I was two days into my case in Oasis Plains, Oklahoma, when I got stumped and decided to call a family friend: Dean Winchester. The phone rung about three time when I heard him answer, "Hello?"

"Hey, Dean. It's Brittney Williams."

"Terry and Amber's kid? Britt, right?"

"Yeah." I answered, picking at the steering wheel in front of me.

"What's up?"

"I'm working a case in Oklahoma and I might need your help on it."

"Oklahoma? Aren't you a bit far from home?"

"So?"

"'So'? Britney, you're sixteen years old, you're a bit far from your parents. You should call your sister, she would like that a lot more."

"Dean, if I wanted a lecture I would've called my mom. I got the call for this case, I took it. Are you gonna help me or not?"

"Fine." He relented. "Where in Oklahoma?"

"Oasis Plains, thanks." I said and hung up.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll see you tomorrow, maybe tonight." He hung up.

I got out of my red and white truck and walked up to the sign for the open house and barbecue tomorrow.

I took a pamphlet and saw a boy who looked about my age walk out of his house carrying a trash bag. "Hey." he said.

"Hello." I replied, smiling politely.

"I see you're interested in the open house."

"Psychic?" I said sarcastically and we both laughed lightly, "Actually my brother and I are looking for a place for our parents."

"Cool." He walked to the trash can and threw away the black bag. "I'm Matt by the way."

"Britt." I shook his opposite hand, "You live here?"

"Yeah. It's not too bad."

Right after Matt finished his sentence a middle-aged man came out of the house and walked down to where we were standing.

"Sorry if my son was bothering you. I'm Larry Pike," he stuck his hand out and I shook it, "I don't mean to be rude, but do you need anything?"

"Britney, and no, sorry, I was just coming through, checking the development out. My parents were interested."

"Well, I see that you took a card for the barbecue tomorrow, I hope you and your parents could make it."

"Of course," I smiled politely, "I should get going. Have a good afternoon, sir. You too, Matt."

I just parked up on the street when Dean called.

"Dean?"

"Yes, are you still in Oasis Plains?"

"Of course, Winchester. I'm actually at a barbecue at this open house thing."

"Alright, Sam and I will be there soon. We just got done at the sinkhole where the victim died."

"Sam? As in your brother Sam?"

I heard about Sam a couple of times in passing, mainly by John when he stopped by and once by Dean when he was helping me out when I first started training to be a hunter.

"Yes, we'll be there in like five minutes." He said and hung up.

I walked up to the Pike's door and knocked.

A blonde lady opened the door, "Hello, are you here for the open house?"

"Yes. My brothers and I are looking for a place for our parents to stay and we thought this area would be ideal for them."

"Well, come on in." The lady gave a friendly smile, opening the door wider for me to make my way past her.

-;-

I was walking around, checking the place out. I grabbed some punch and saw Matt standing by the other refreshments. "Hey." I smiled.

"Hi, Elizabeth, check this out." Matt said and opened his hand, revealing a tarantula.

"Oh my god, dude. That's awesome." I smiled and touched it. "Is it yours?"

"Yeah, watch this." He set the tarantula down and it started crawling at the real estate agent, Lynda Bloome. She had just set her hand down on the table when I noticed a man standing in front of her, looking uncomfortable.

The man moved her out of the way and picked up the tarantula. "This yours?" He asked Matt when he made his way over.

Matt grabbed the tarantula from Sam, "You gonna tell my dad?"

Putting some pieces together in my head, I realized that this was Dean's brother: Sam Winchester.

"I don't know, who's your dad?" Sam put his hands in his pockets.

Matt scoffed, "That's right. Larry usually skips me in the family introductions."

"Ouch." I said in sequence with Sam before he continued speaking.

"You know, I've heard of killer bees, but killer beetles?" Dean started. "What is it that could make different bugs attack?"

Sam spoke up, "Well, hauntings sometimes include bug manifestations."

"Yeah, I checked that out before you guys showed up. There's no evidence of ghost activity at the house or the crime scene." I replied walking into my motel room.

Dean spoke again, "Maybe they're being controlled somehow. You know, by something or someone"

"You mean like Willard?" Sam laughed dryly.

"Yeah, bugs instead of rats."

"This is riveting conversation, Winchesters, but I am in need of sleep. I'll call in the morning."

"Don't forget."

"I won't" I sighed and hung up before locking the blue door and fixing the salt line I just messed up walking into the room.

I set down my truck keys and cell phone on the bedside table and started to get ready to sleep.

I woke the next morning to my phone ringing on the table next to me.

"Hello?" I answered groggily.

"Where the hell are you?" My sister, Abby, nearly yelled from the other side.

"Kaycee's house. I fell asleep while studying."

"No you're not, I just got off the phone with her uncle."

"I'm workin' on a case." I sat up and pushed the covers off me, checking the time.

"Where?" She asked as I heard the engine of her car shut off

"Oasis Plains." 9:53

"Who's with you?"

"Nobody right now." I stood up and started to head to the bathroom to change into new clothes for the day

"I already saw the news, there's no way you're working this by yourself."

"The- A couple of local hunters."

She was quiet for a few moments, "You're lying."

"No I'm not." I answered too quickly.

"It's the Winchesters, isn't it?" She sighed.

I can already imagine her rubbing her head, like whenever she started to get a headache. "I didn't want to say anything because I knew about you and Dean and it'd just be awkward."

"You know I'm heading down there right now right?"

"Figured," I sighed.

"Great, because I'm already at your motel."

"Dude, you implied you were home."

"And?"

I rolled my eyes as I hung up and walked to the door as there was a knock.

"Hey, Winchester!" I heard Abby say outside."

I opened the door and saw Sam.

"Morning," he handed me a coffee and walked in, sitting down at the table and setting his laptop down.

"Hey." I smiled and walked with a change of clothes into the bathroom as Dean and Abby walked in.

"There was another body found." Dean said as I shut the bathroom door.

"Whose?" I called.

"Lynda Bloome, the realtor."

"What kind of bug?" I pulled a different shirt on.

"Spiders." Sam answered.

I put my pants on and walked out, sitting on the couch next to Abby.

"I got your bag, it's in my car."

"That's your car outside?" Dean asked and my sister nodded, "The Torino? Man that thing is such a-"

"Don't talk shit about the car." Abby warned and pointed at Dean.

"Where'd you guys stay last night anyway?" I interjected, trying to keep the conversation on the topic of the case.

"One of the empty houses." Dean shrugged.

"So you guys just made yourselves a target?"

"Possibly."

"Oh my god." I took a drink of my coffee. "What are we doing next?"

"This is your case kid." Dean shrugged.

"I think we should talk to Matt."

"You mean the kid you were totally giving heart-eyes last night?"

"Shut up." I rolled my eyes.

"Are you sure about this. Britt?" Sam asked, obviously more concerned than his brother seemed.

"He's got the means to do it"

"Let's go then." Sam threw his cup of coffee into the trash can.

"Where?" Abby asked, "He's more than likely in school, as you should be."

"You told us that it was spring break." Dean pointed out.

"I'm a liar," I shrugged, "sue me."

"Let's just go get some lunch and look more into all this." Sam suggested, pulling open the door of the motel room to go outside.