Dean and Sam pulled up to the library on the campus of the university. "Call her again," Dean said. Sam sighed, "She's not going to pick up. I left her a message. I called her mom and Maryann said she would be at the library." Dean groaned, "Alright, let's go looking for her."

Thirty minutes later the pair came out of the library with no Olivia. "She's not in there…" Sam said, "We need to hurry up and find her if we are going to get rid of this spirit tonight. " "She's not at this library," Dean said, "I asked one of the guys in there. Apparently, there is a bar called 'The Library.' If I was a college student, I would be there…" he muttered. "She's a pre-med student, Dean. I doubt she is out partying," Sam said, raising an eyebrow at his brother.

They climbed into the car and Dean looked at Sam, "Hey, stress does crazy things to people. Besides, you are supposed to look out for the quiet girls, because they can be the craziest…" Sam raised an eyebrow and shook his head. He only did this because he knew Dean had personal experience with a quiet girl gone wild sometime in his 27 years of living. Sam just watched out the window as his brother drove the Impala towards the bar.

They had to park a block away from the bar. It was nine at night and it was getting its rush of customers that would stay until 2 a.m. Dean smiled at a few of the drunk girls that had stumbled out. They erupted into a fit of giggles and continued to stumble their way to their cab, where they tumbled in. "Sam, I am so jealous of you. College would have been awesome if I went…" he grinned. Sam rolled his eyes, "I didn't do this stuff Dean. I kinda had to get into law school. Drinking wouldn't have helped me at all." "Yea, but look at all these chicks, man," Dean gave another girl a smile. She giggled, but then walked a few steps away only to throw up on the sidewalk. The brothers' jaws tightened a little at the slightly gross display and continued walking towards the bar. "Maybe only a little partying…" Dean muttered.

Upon entering the bar, Sam and Dean stood wide eyed at the entrance. Music rattled the place to its core. There were college students everywhere. Couples were hiding themselves in the corners, or they were too drunk to care who saw them frisk each other and were at a table. Groups of girls were dancing by their table and for every one there was a group of guys eyeing them.

"This is a little disgusting…" Sam muttered, until he looked over. One of the girls had had too much to drink and got up on the table. Hips swaying back and forth as she moved like a stripper without a pole and keeping her clothes on. "Umm…Dean?" Sam questioned. He tugged on his brother's jacket arm. Dean turned to look at the girl. "Well, so much for being a pre-med non-partier…" he muttered.

A guy went up to Olivia and grabbed her legs to pull her down off the table. He then proceeded to feel her up in front of the crowd that formed. She cried out and tried to push him off. Sam and Dean ran into the crowd. Dean grabbing the guy off of her and Sam making sure she was okay.

"Hey buddy, she said no, that means no," Dean said with a smug look at the guy. Olivia wiggled out of Sam's grasp to punch the guy in the face. It was enough force to knock the guy out and he collapsed on the floor. "Serves you right…" she hissed. She then looked at Sam and Dean, "Uh thanks guys, but I don't really need help." She looked over at Sam and smiled, "Though, you could help me anytime…" she gave him a flirty smile. Sam gave her a weak smile.

She went to walk away from the pair, but Dean grabbed her upper arm. "We think you do…" She gave him a questioning look. Dean then escorted her out of the bar. "Let go of me…" she growled. Her brown eyes narrowed at Dean and then at Sam as he exited the bar behind them.

"Olivia Gaines? We are here to help you with the ghost that is haunting your school," Sam said, in a calm tone. Again, Olivia's face was glassed over with a confused expression, similar to when the boys rescued her from the drunk pervert. "Maybe this is a huge mistake, because that's not my last name…" Olivia stated. "What? Your mom's name is Maryann Gaines…." Dean mentioned.

Olivia was still confused. How did they know her mom? "Yes, well…My mom gave me the last name of my father, Winchester." Dean and Sam both looked at her like she had grown a horn through her forehead.