Author Notes:

I had recently become addicted to Supernatural. I love it to death. I'm a Dean!Girl all the way.

I really love to know what people think. No matter if it's good or bad. So please critique if you can.

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural nor the characters in the original show. I did make some characters found in this fan fiction.

Chapter One

Salem, Massachusetts

A black 1967 Impala slowly pulled into the parking lot of a local hospital. For the last couple of weeks, the Winchester brothers hadn't had much luck with hunts or jobs. It was strange, Before, everywhere they went, there was always something. This discreetness wasn't normal and both Dean and Sam knew something was wrong. Evil didn't just stop. Evil never does. Calm before the storm is what it felt like, but the brothers were willing and waiting for the storm to arrive. "This is the place." Sam Winchester spoke to his older brother as Dean sat in the passenger seat next to him. He reached up into the visor and pulled a newspaper clipping which contained the name of the hospital.

The brothers have been searching for something to do. In fact, not being able to hunt at this moment felt like it was the end of the world for them. This annoyed Dean to the point he was almost desperate for some action. Well both types of action for do him fine. With a quick move, Dean Winchester quickly snatched the clipping from his brother's hand only to look at it himself. An image of a young boy covered most of the clipping. "Matthew Davidson, 6 years old, was discovered to be missing on the morning of July 18th. There were no witnesses nor there were any evidence of breaking and entering. Authorities currently have no suspects but believe this is related to the other kidnappings." He shook his head. Children being kidnapped. The world is surely going to hell at this point in time. "It might be just a normal child kidnapping spree." He tossed the paper back to his brother.

"All the others say the same thing. Doors were locked, no signs of a break in, and no signs of anyone other than the family inside the house. This has demon or spirit written all over it. Plus it's children. Come on. We can at least check this out for the kids."

Dean gave his normal look of annoyance. He knew his brother was right. This wasn't a normal kidnapping. "Alright. We can check it out. I don't know what I do not want more. This being just some asshole kidnapping kids for his own sick pleasures or this not being a job." He reached back behind his seat as he grabbed a hold of his jacket. Dean did have a soft spot for kids hinting back at a few cases that involved them. Maybe it was because he had nothing to really call his own when he was a child himself. Wouldn't be surprised. Life growing up as a hunter, with his father, made enjoying a childhood impossible. He was either protecting his brother or hunting down something evil, specifically the demon with the yellow eyes. "So who are we suppose to see in here again?" He asked his pain in the ass little brother.

"I called the police station this morning before getting your half drunken ass out of bed. Apparently these kids were all seeing the same doctor and you wouldn't guess for what."

"Let me guess. Mommy and daddy are divorcing and it's my fault? Or! Uncle Sam showed me his magic wand?" A slick remark slipped from between Dean's lips as smirk grew looking at his brother.

In disgust, Sam rolled his eyes. "You are a sick individual, you know that?"

Dean laughed at him. "Tell me something I don't know."

Rolling his eyes, Sam shook his head. "Now let's get on the ball with this. All of them apparently had night terrors. You do know what night terrors are, right?" He asked pleading mentally that his brother wasn't as dumb as he looked. This was a man that didn't even know what Myspace was. He thought it was a porn site.

"Yeah I do actually. The other term is Pavor Nocturnus. Children who have night terrors are usually described as 'bolting upright' with their eyes wide open, with a look of fear and panic, and letting out a 'blood curdling scream. Am I right?" He asked with a devious grin.

Sam, highly confused, let his jaw drop. "How the hell did you know that!"

"I watched a movie called They once or twice with some chick a while back. Did you know that chicks love a good horror film? Especially when they get scared, they love to grab a hold to you and even some get a bit excited if you know what I mean." His eyebrows raised up and down as he was hinting to his brother a bit of too much information.

Sam didn't want to hear any more details. It was bad enough to this day he wants to gouge his own eyes out after seeing him with the double mint twins. "Let's just head inside and see what this doctor has to say okay?" Sam opened the door to step out before he paused. "Oh yeah, Dean?" Which got his older brother's attention only to see the serious look on Sam's face. "Please don't mess this up." Sam should know that everyone that he knows, Dean was the last person to screw up a case. Well kind of. He's gotten quite close to it when it came down to his "act now, ask questions later" personality.

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"Now, who are you again?" An older man with salt and peppered color hair asked the two strange young men standing before him. The man wore a name tag on a white button up dress shirt with a blue tie around his neck.

Sam looked over to his brother then back to the old man. "We're from the FBI. We're investigating the disappearances of the missing child." he informed the doctor, which was of course a complete lie. The brother's have gotten pretty good at it, however. "Now, when did these Night Terrors begin?" Sam asked the doctor with Dean standing next to him as he took notes on a small note pad.

The doctor looked at them suspiciously. It was strange for two young men at their ages or appearances be part of the FBI. However, they did have legit badges. "About 3 months ago. Parents started bringing in their children for the night terrors. There were more than I could handle at once."

"Were their any kind of similarities between each Terror Attack?" Dean blurted out before Sam could ask another question.

Nodding, the doctor explained then that he noticed it with the first child that came to see him about the Night Terrors. "She was also the first to disappear." Suddenly, a loud commotion could be heard down the hall from them. Both Dean and Sam gazed over to find a girl struggling to get past the guards. The doctor shook his head as if he knew exactly who she was. "Aislynn, what I have I told you before. I don't know anything." He nodded to the young men before walking over the brunette that was trying to fight her way through a group of men that were holding her back from causing problems.

The young brunette, wearing blue jeans stepped out of the arms of the men to confront the doctor. "You told me when you got any updates, you would inform me of any thing that comes up. You haven't done that." The girl appeared furious but her eyes showed there were more than just anger.

Dean gazed to her and saw something that he knew very well. Concern, lost, worry, and despair. Since he had returned from hell, he had become more sensitive towards others and knew when they were in pain or hiding something. That is not hinting towards his brother, whom, he thinks is still hiding something. However, Dean couldn't put his finger on it. Stepping up to the girl, he slipped his hands into his pockets and pulled out his false FBI badge. "Hello. I'm Agent Young. I'm with the FBI. My partner and I wish to ask you a few questions. If you don't mind. I mean, it could help us a deal with locating all of the missing children." His worlds rolled off his tongue trying to soothe her or relax her. Sam was very much good at calming a victim down. Dean was good at seducing them and as in Them, I mean female. Dean didn't go both ways.

"I'm Agent Harper. First off, may we get your name?" Sam appeared beside the girl looking down at her.

Aislynn looked to Sam then to Dean. She was skeptic about who they were. She had the strangest feeling that they weren't who they said they were, but she didn't get the normal feeling of negativity from them. She had to put some trust into someone or something. "Aislynn Hunter. Where the hell were you guys when this whole thing started?"

Both Dean and Sam looked to each other quickly hoping she didn't bust them. "Uhhh? What do you mean by that exactly?" Sam asked her questioning her question.

"Duh. The kidnapping. The first two should have hit you guys in the head. Now we have five missing children, and finally you FBI agents finally show up. My sister has been missing since this whole thing started." She was angry and looked like she almost wanting to kill someone that was responsible for the kidnapping and she was feeling just that. Her eyes gazed from Sam then to Dean. "You better find them before I do and that's a promise." Her long honey brown hair swung behind her as she stepped away with a desire of revenge and hatred to the monster that was responsible for all of this.

The feeling she left behind still filled the room. Dean knew she would do anything and that included endangering herself to find her sister and to find justice.