Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters, and the story belongs to a friend, I just help her write it and give her ideas

A/N: Guess who's birthday it is? I'll give you a hint, it has 'Yours' and 'Truly' in it. HaHa. Yep it's my B-Day today--or yesterday (the 4th). There's quite a few chapters of this wrote up. If you guys like it, I'll post more.

'Dibs' On This One!

Mila Carter had never been closed to the idea of demons and ghosts--she just hadn't ever seen any, so she never thought about them. That was before her brother, Mark Carter, was murdered by a demon and she kept seeing his ghost everywhere. At first she thought she was crazy, but when Anneliese Hamilton showed up at her door asking strange questions, Mila wanted her to cut the crap.

"Okay, so you think that Mark was murdered by a demon and his spirit is trying to tell me something?" Mila asked.

Liese smiled. "That is not the question I thought you were going to ask."

Mila shrugged. "Well, I'm not a moron."

"You're definitely not. Can I be completely honest with you?" Liese asked Mila, setting down her notebook on the coffee table.

Mila nodded. "God, please."

Liese laughed a little as Mila smiled, and then nodded. She hadn't felt this at ease with someone since Sam and Dean Winchester. Back when they were really young, they'd all met up. John Winchester, Sam and Dean's father, and Clarissa Hamilton, Liese's mother, had met up on a hunt, and the kids met at school. Liese and Sam connected first, but their bond was never more than nerdy kids who were best friends. Dean and Liese, however, soon had a much deeper connection, falling in love even when they were 12 and 8.

When Liese was 8, she got deathly ill, and Dean was right by her side the whole time. Clarissa, like John, was willing to give up everything, and she made a deal with a crossroads demon to make Liese better. Ten years later when Liese was 18, her mother was taken from her, and Liese went out to hunt, leaving the Winchesters behind completely, Dean having already left before then. Sam went to Stanford and met Mila Carter, and they became best friends, Mila filling Liese's place. Liese and Mila had absolutely no idea though, how small a world it truly was.

"I'm pretty sure that what killed your brother was a shape shifter, and his spirit is trying to tell you who that shape shifter is pretending to be." Liese explained. "Stop me at any time if you want or need more or less information."

Mila nodded. "So far I think I'm okay."

Liese smiled. "Huh. All right then. I'm going to need to search his room then."

"Go for it." Mila said. "Just...I'm not ready to go up there."

Liese nodded. "That's fine. I'm just going to take the EMF Radar up there, and if you could come up with a grudge list, that would be fantastic."

"All right. Anything to know what happened to him." Mila said, and starting typing stuff up on her computer while Liese went up to Mark's room and looked around.

She heard the phone ring, but kept searching, letting Mila answer it. She found some pictures, and some clothes, and some definite sign that a ghost had been in there. So, Liese went back downstairs and she looked at Mila, who had let the call go to the answering machine.

"You've reached Mila and Mark. We're too busy to get to the phone, so if you could just leave your problems at the beep, we'll choose whether or not to call you back. BEEP!" The voices of Mark and Mila greeted on the answering machine.

Mila smiled a little as she remembered when she and Mark recorded the greeting, and then she and Liese both did a double take as the man left a message.

"Hey, Mila, this is Sam. I know I haven't talked to you for like three years, but I heard about Mark, and I wanted to tell you how sorry I was." Sam told her.

"Sam, are you done yet?" Dean asked from the background.

Mila smiled a little through her shock to have one of her very best friends kind of rekindling the flame of friendship, and then Liese gasped when Sam told Dean to be quiet, and then left Mila his number.

"What is it?" Mila asked.

"That son of a bitch!" Liese said.

Mila raised an eyebrow. "I'm lost."

Liese laughed a little. "He thinks he can take my case."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa--Sam does what you do?" Mila asked.

"What? Oh, Sam. Yeah. I was talking about Dean." Liese said. "Wait...how do you know Sam?"

"How do you?" Mila asked.

Liese shrugged. "Sam, Dean and I all grew up together."

Mila nodded. "Sam was my best friend at Stanford."

Liese smiles. "I'm glad he found someone to confide in--but that doesn't mean that Dean can steal my case!"

Mila laughed. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you and Dean have some serious past--besides the growing up part."

"Well...I might have seen him naked once or twice." Liese shrugged.

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