lookit. An update already. Be proud. I should get this obsession looked at. I was hoping to finish it sooner… but Tumblr… damn you Tumblr… anyway… This one, I hope is a little less dialogue… maybe… probably not. Dialogue is easy.

Dee woke up and looked over at Sam's bed. It was empty. She got up, hearing a noise in the bathroom. "Sammi, you alright?" It had been a week since Jess had died.

Sam was standing at the bathroom mirror, shaking. Dee reached out to her. "Another dream about Jess?" The younger didn't reply, only shrugged away from the touch. "I think Dad would've liked her, and I know Mom would've loved her."

Sam pushed her then went out to sit on her bed. "Shut up. You don't know anything about her! You spoke to her for five minutes, and you insulted her the entire time!"

"I was just tr-…" Dee frowned when she was cut off.

"I know what you were trying to do! And nothing you say is going to change anything! She's dead, because of me! We need to find Dad, and then the evil bastard!" She was hyperventilating and crying again. Dee wrapped her arms around Sam. A porn advertisement next to the TV fell over and went unnoticed.

"No, it's my fault. I came and took you away, opening her up for attack." Dee took her sister's face in her hands. "We're going to get this bastard, first he takes mom from us, then Jess from you. He's going to pay. Now get some sleep little sister."

After the Winchester sisters had fallen asleep, a hand reached for Sam's hair. It phased through and the ghost it belonged to sighed. The pretty blonde girl sat on the bed next to her former lover and watched her sadly.

Since being a ghost and following Sam around, Jess has found out why Sam had never spoken of her family. She tried again to run her fingers through Sam's long hair, Sam hadn't brushed it since she left with Dee; at this point it was almost one big dreadlock.

"Sam, it's not your fault. Please don't blame yourself." Her fingers managed to gently pull through the tangled mass. She smiled to herself when Sam mumbled her name in her sleep. "I'm here Sam. Don't get hurt looking for my killer."

Dee woke up Sam with some classic rock as she walked back and forth the motel room, picking up discarded clothing. "Wakey wakey Sammi!"

Sam stretched and yawned, touching her hair. It was completely brushed out. "Dee, did you brush my hair while I was sleeping?"

Snorting, she didn't even look at Sam. "I haven't brushed your hair since you were like ten. You must've forgotten doing it, or something."

Sighing, Sam ran her fingers through it then got up to get ready. She walked straight through Jess, the spot was cold. As she took a double back on the spot, Dee glanced at her.

"What's up with you?"

She shook her head. "Nothing Dee." Her hand ran over a bracelet Jess had given her. Jess smiled, touching her shoulder gently. Sam shivered and looked around. "I miss her. Probably just imagining… hoping."

Dee sighed too. "Listen, she's at peace. We're going to gank the monster that did it."

Sam smiled at her. "I know we are Dee. But first, let's find Dad. To run off like that, he must have a lead. Have you called him lately?"

"Just before I woke you up. No answer, typical."

A few days later, they drove out of the woods. Dee wiped at the blood on her brow as Sam drove. She could tell her sister was a bit tense. "We'll find Dad."

Sam sighed angrily, gripping the steering wheel. "Do you think he's just trying to distract us from finding him?"

Dee smiled at her. "No, I think he's working hard trying to find the thing that killed mom and Jess. And he wants us to continue the family business." Sam glared blankly through the windshield. "Saving people Sammi. Killing evil monsters. He knows we'll want to be a part of it, but someone needs to do this."

Grudgingly, Sam conceded. Dee turned on the stereo, air drumming on the dash. When they couldn't drive much more, they stopped at a motel. As they got ready for bed, Dee glanced at Sam. "I'll call a few of Dad's contacts tomorrow morning. You check the papers to find a case, you know when all of them they haven't seen head or tail of him."

Nodding, Sam laid down and closed her eyes. She knew she was going to have the nightmares again. Why bother sleeping? After Dee thought her sister was asleep she snuck out of the room, to stake out a bar. The younger sister was just out of consciousness not to notice the door opening and closing.

Sam whimpered in her sleep, a cold sweat starting. She called out Jess's name. Frowning, Jess laid next to her, managing to wrap her arms around her very slightly. "I'm here Sam. You're not alone." Even if the living girl was conscious, she wouldn't have heard her. But she felt the arms and calmed slightly.

"D-Dee? Don't let go…" She mumbled something else and shifted. "You make me feel safe."

Jess attempted to kiss her gently, but phased through her face. She grumbled but kept watching Sam, talking to herself since no one could hear her. The blonde was still trying to wrap her head around Sam's life, her own death, and the relationship the Winchester sisters had.

Dee came back in the early morning, reeking of sex and whiskey. She smiled at her sister, who looked like she had slept much more soundly than she had since they had started hunting together. She got a shower and laid down for a few hours before she turned on radio around eight. There was just static at first, but as she went through the channels, it finally stopped and old rock music played, loudly.

Sam grumbled and rolled over, putting the spare pillow over her head. "Dee! Way to be obnoxious!"

"Yeah yeah, get your ass up. I'm going to make those phone calls." Dee grabbed her phone and headed outside. Sam got dressed and headed outside, packing up the Impala. She glanced at her sister and smiled, hopefully.

Dee looked at her and frowned, thanking the person on the phone and shutting it. She walked over. "Kennedy Witt, says he hooked up with him on a hunt a few days after he disappeared in Virginia, but that won't really help. Bobby says he called a few days ago, asking for some information about demons and some rarer monsters, but refused to say where we were."

"Well, that was a waste, wasn't it?"

Shrugging, Dee went back inside for the rest of her stuff. Jess reached out for Sam's shoulder, but she turned and walked through her.

At the diner, they'd find a mysterious drowning. Sam shifted uncomfortably, feeling someone watching her. Dee looked though the menu. "Hey look, "best cheeseburgers in the state… and pie. Sammi, we gotta stay until lunch."

Sam scoffed and finished her plate. "No way. Let's get going, so we can go save people, and kill some things."

Dee nodded, sadly and followed her out. "Pie…"

Look, Ghost!Jess… *smiles evilly* This'll be a lot more fun for me than you guys, whether you love or hate her. Also, did you see it? It was slipped in there. Don't know what I'm talking about? Oh well. Review. Tell me how you feel about Ghost!Jess? Let me know if you saw it. I'm always open to suggestions. Like John, how do I deal with him? I'm not a big fan of his, but like do I want him to've been abusive or really nice because two teenage girls on their periods, or what? Also, really, really, who needs this much Johnny Cash? I don't even like Johnny Cash that much.