The Morton house. Every four years it was rumored to become the most haunted place in America. Whereas the public gossip stated that no one had ever spent the night in the house, missing persons reports for the last one hundred years say otherwise. It seemed that the ones brave enough to stay the night never got the chance to leave.

When they got to the house there was already a car parked nearby.

Dean glanced in the windows. "It's probably just a bunch of kids on a dare."

Sam nodded. "Well they picked the wrong night. Cops?"

"Yep, cops." They sifted through their fake IDs for the right ones before entering the house. If this haunting was legit they needed to get everyone out of the house as soon as possible so they could take care of it. They weren't gonna wait another four years.

Dean kissed her with a smile before they split up; their little tryst this morning gave them enough to pretend like everything was ok for a little while. He and Sam followed the most noise and found two guys in a corner room, freaking out over a branch tapping on the window.

"Freeze! Police!" Dean yelled them, they continued to freak out.

"Oh my God!"

"Take it easy." Sam stepped in. "Let's see some identification."

"Why? Are we under arrest? We're unarmed!"

"Oh God….oh God." These guys were a piece of work.

Dean took one of their IDs as he looked at him. The guy was dressed in army garb with a light strapped to his head. "You got an explanation for that weirdo outfit there Mr. uh, Corbett?"

The other one shone his flashlight on them. "Hey, I know you."

Dean grimaced. "Yeah sure you do."

"No I know both of you guys, yeah."

"You know them?" Corbett asked.

Sam shone his light on the other one. "Shit."

"What?"

"You remember those two goofballs in West Texas that almost got us killed? Hellhounds or something?"

Dean flashed his light at him. "Fuck."

"We're not Hellhounds anymore, it didn't sell."

He sighed and raised a walkie talkie. "Kayla, come into the back corner room."

She was already turning the corner and came into the room. "There's a girl and a guy upstairs but they were busy "ghost hunting", I didn't want to freak them out."

"Kayla!"

She raised her light and immediately recognized Ed from the Hellhounds lair website.

"You remember me?" He tried to hug her and she sidestepped.

"Please don't."

Dean gave Corbett his ID back. "Look, you and your whole little ghost posse are gonna have to leave, now."

"Um, no. See, we got here first. We've already set up base camp."

He looked at Sam. "They got here first."

Ed saw Kayla roll her eyes. "You'll forgive me when I'm rich sweetheart."

She could have sworn the other guy gave her a hateful look.

"Where are the other two? We need to gather them up."