Author's Note: So a friend and I have been looking around on the site and stumbled upon a few Dark-Hunter and Supernatural crossovers. Both of us being major fans of these fandoms, we decided to take a look and felt that things were rather lacking. Thus we decided that we should step forward and present our own twist on everything. So we hope that you all enjoy it. Also, it should be noted that this does take place during season 6 after episode 12 on the Supernatural timeline and at the very end of Seize the Night in the Dark-Hunter series.

Chapter 1

It was a dark starless night in Louisiana as Sam and Dean Winchester drove along a deserted stretch of Highway 61 heading towards New Orleans where they have heard rumors of ghosts being seen all over the city. Dean was driving his beloved Impala with Sam pulling up more information about the job on his computer. Sam turned towards Dean and said "I don't know man, these stories don't seem right, something is off. These ghosts don't act like any ghosts that we have ever heard of before."

Dean turned to his brother, frowning. "Sammy, we just got through killing a freaking dragon, we deserve a break. I mean its New Orleans home of good food, wild parties, and lovely ladies."

Sam shook his head and replied "Come on man, this is serious."

"How different can this be?" Dean retorted. "We have gone in with less than this."

Sam sighed and stretched out trying to get more comfortable in the passenger seat. "I'm still not convinced, I have a bad feeling about this."

"Look man," the older brother sighed. "You have been edgy ever since we had to take the detour off of the interstate because of that pile up. Just relax and enjoy the scenery or something, we shouldn't be too far away now."

Sam looked around outside of the car and then replied "What is there to look at? All I see is darkness, there is nothing out here."

"Am I interrupting something?"

Dean swerved, startled by the new voice in the car. Once he was able to bring the car under control again, he turned to see Castiel sitting in the back seat staring at the brothers with no hint of expression of his face as usual. "What the hell man! Warn me next time you poof in out of nowhere before you scare me half to death and almost wreck my baby."

Castiel tilted his head to the side. "I have been here for the past five minutes. You are the one who has failed to notice my presence."

Sam turned in his seat to face the angel. "Cas, what are you doing here?"

Castiel tilted his head to the other side. "There has been some strange occurrences around New Orleans. Ghosts that are not ghosts."

"Yeah, we know that Cas. It's kind of why we're headed there," Dean shot back not sure at all where the angel was going with this.

The angel gave Dean a blank stare "That is why I am here, even the angels are concerned about these ghosts."

"So even the angels are spooked by these ghosts? Now, that is a first." replied Dean.

Castiel tilted his head and replied "Yes, and we-" suddenly Cas collapsed mid-sentence.

"Dean, pullover!" Sam exclaimed as he started to pull himself partly into the back seat to see if their angel friend is alive or not. Dean pulled the car to the side of the road and turned in his seat while Sam felt for Castiel's vitals. "Well, he is still alive, looks like his is unconscious...woah." he managed as he slumped back into his seat..

Dean became concerned "What is it?"

Sam shook his head "I don't know, but I just got really dizzy all of a sudden."

Dean started driving again and shook his head as he spoke. "I'm getting us to a motel and that's that. The ghosts can wait another night or two."

"No," Sam said emphatically. "You can drop me and Cas off and I'll look over him, but the last thing we need to do is to let this case go cold."

The elder brother was already shaking his head and putting a grin on his face. "It's not dropping it cold Sammy. Just letting it go for a little while. Trust me, will ya?"

Sam shook his head in return "This is too important Dean, if the angels are worried about this then I don't think that we can 'let this go for a little while.' "

Dean was silent for a moment before he simply threw his hands up in the air "Ok, fine, you watch over Rip Van Winkle there and I will go chase weird ass Ghosts."

The rest of the drive into New Orleans was uneventful. Dean pulled up to their typical style of motel called Motel du Monde. Dean got them a room with two beds. Once they dropped Castiel on one of the beds, Dean flopped down on the other one. Sam looked at Dean and said "What the hell man, i thought you were going to chase ghosts down?"

Dean looked at Sam and smiled sheepishly "And I will. I've been driving all night dude. Give me a break, alright? Four hours then I'll start hunting information and deghost the town while you and Cas sleep the days away. And of course I can have the rest of the week to enjoy the more pleasant things that New Orleans has to offer."

Sam scoffed and shook his head "You're unbelievable." Sam looked around "Where am I going to sleep until then?"

Dean pointed to a chair in the corner "Either that or the floor Sammy. Night."