(Sam's POV)
"You okay, Sheriff?" I asked, watching as he examined the room.
"Course I'm okay." The sheriff replied gruffly, looking at the scene before him.
"It was a ghost!" Darla said frightfully, hugging her shawl tightly to her body. Katie rubbed her back comfortingly, looking more than a bit uncomfortable.
"It wasn't a ghost." The sheriff snapped "Unless ghosts leave footprints." He gestured to the floor where there were dark footprints leading out of the room.
"I am telling you, Elias Finch was here!" Darla insisted "He did... that, and then he walked out that door!" The sheriff looked deep in thought.
"Rope didn't kill him." He concluded "Seen it before." I heard a soft scoff and I looked over to see Katie shaking her head. She didn't seem bothered that someone had died, she was keeping a pretty cool head.
"Well, any idea where he could be?" I asked.
"Could be a thousand places." Katie replied before the sheriff could, "You can't predict a dead man's agenda."
"Well, do we have a way to flush him out?" Dean asked.
"'Course." The sheriff scoffed "We're gonna form a posse. then we're gonna string Finch up right. Put a bullet in his head for good measure." Dean raised an eyebrow.
"That actually sounds like a good plan." He said. The sheriff looked us over.
"You two should come along. Meet downstairs at dawn." The sheriff suggested.
"We'll be there." Dean replied with a smile. The sheriff looked us up and downed and smirked.
"Get yourselves some real gear first, huh?" He asked in amusement before leaving. Darla left with him. All who was left was Katie and she stared at us for a while before speaking.
"A ghost didn't do this, but neither did a man." She told us "So you better be prepared for something a lot stronger than you." She went for the door and paused before looking back.
"And, seriously, get some normal clothes." She grinned "You look like a bunch of greenhorns coming to look for trouble." She left and Dean looked at me.
"Well, I think we ought to pay our respects to Finch." He said. I looked back at him.
"I was thinking the same thing." I agreed "And I want to talk to Katie, she knew something about Samuel Colt." Dean nodded.
"By all means." He nodded "And that's the only reason, right?" I rolled my eyes and gave him a bitch face.
"Yes, Dean." I snapped "That's the only reason."
(Third Person POV)
Katherine was checking her revolver over when someone knocked on her door. She pulled back the hammer and opened the door, pointing the gun at the person. It was only the tall stranger from earlier. Katherine sighed, blowing her bangs out of her eyes.
"Bit jumpy?" The giant asked, his hands in the air as he raised an eyebrow at the weapon. Katherine rolled her eyes and turned her back, she had deemed him not a threat at the moment. She tucked the gun to the holster at her waist. She had traded her light blue saloon gown for a man's pair of pants and shirt.
"When dead people start walking around and killing the living, I tend to be on edge." Katherine replied with faint amusement.
"You talk as though you have experience." The man observed. Katherine raised an eyebrow and laughed.
"Would you believe me if I told you I did?" She asked teasingly. The man moved into her line of vision. His eyes met her own in a firm gaze.
"I would if you knew Samuel Colt." He replied. Katherine froze and crossed her arms.
"Who are you?" She demanded "I want a name and a reason why you want to talk to Colt." The man nodded.
"I'm Sam Winchester." He said "We need Colt's gun to kill the phoenix that killed the judge." Katherine's eyes widened.
"I thought phoenix were all lore." She mumbled to herself before looking at him sternly "How do you know about Colt's gun?" Sam raised his hands defensively at her hostile tone.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." He replied "We just need to kill the phoenix. Elias Finch." Katherine hesitated before nodding briskly.
"Well, now his resurrection makes sense." She commented absently "Yeah, I can take you to him. He doesn't live very far." Sam sighed in relief.
"Thank you." He told her graciously. Katherine nodded with a smile.
"Be ready to ride by dusk." She ordered "And it's Katherine Colt, by the way."