A/N: well, its going ok so far… please let me know what you think… like I said, id like to know if anyone's reading this and if it stinks id rather you tell me now so I can fix it! enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, but Kripke, someday I hope that changes …wink wink

Let Loose From the Noose

Chapter 2: Hells Bells

'Dude! This is like sandwich heaven!' exclaimed Dean staring at the vast amount of food in front of him.

'My dad's a bit of a sandwich freak when it comes to lunch… and dinner.' Rachel said smiling. 'Alright, we have turkey, ham, bologna, and salami, lettuce, tomatoes, pickles, mayo, and cheddar, American, provolone, and Swiss cheese.' she said out of breath. 'Oh yea, and white, wheat, rye or raisin bread.'

'Somehow, I don't think you'll have all this food for too much longer.' Sam replied watching Dean grab a slice of everything and cram it onto a sandwich which he shoved into his mouth.

'Come on Sam, please eat, I'll feel bad if you don't take something.' Rachel replied

'Yea Sammy, it's delicious!' said Dean with his mouth full.

'Alright fine, but at least let me pay for it or something, since you're letting us stay for free.' Sam said picking up two slices of turkey and a slice of cheddar on top of rye bread.

'No no, it's fine, I mean, after listening to me rant outside and all. I didn't mean to explode like that, but well, I dunno, I just couldn't keep it in anymore.'

'It's alright; if I were you I would have done the same thing. Now just let me pay for—'

'No means no Sam! Now eat while I go put clean sheets on the beds.' Rachel said walking upstairs.

'So Dean, in between bites did you have time to check out the house?'

'Yea, it's clean, no reading whatsoever.' Dean said swallowing the rest of his monster sandwich

'Hmm, that's odd.' Sam said

'Sammy, don't worry, I'm sure if we give it a couple of days we'll find that her mom's ghost is still here or something and be on our way.'

'It just bothers me that this is the typical suburban neighborhood, and that there's nothing weird going on. No local hauntings, murders, disappearances, nothing, it's a totally random location. And she seems like such a nice girl.' Sam said

'Sammy don't worry, until something happens we have the week off, and then we'll do our job and move on, like we always do.'

'Sure Dean, but what about after we leave… what about her father? We can't just leave her like that… you saw what he did to her!'

'Well what are we supposed to do about it Sam!? He's her father, and I bet somewhere under there he cares for his daughter.' Dean said, with a hint of disbelief in his voice. 'At least, I hope he does.' he whispered just quietly enough that Sam wouldn't hear.

'Everything alright?' Rachel asked as she reentered the kitchen.

'Yea, fine.' Sam said.

'Uh, it looks like its still early, so I think I'll go and read for a bit before bed.' Sam said

'If you need a good book, why don't you take a look in my library, I have a lot of great novels.' Rachel said.

'You have a library?' asked Sam

'Well, it's basically just all of the space in my room filled with books, but it's pretty organized, come on, I'll show you.' she said leading Sam upstairs. 'Oh, Dean, the TV is in the family room on your left.'

'Thanks.' Dean called as he sat down and started to flip through channels.

'Wow, pretty impressive library' Sam said as he gazed into the small bedroom crammed to the brim with books. 'Did you read all of them yet?'

'All of the one's on the shelf I've read, the ones by my bed I still need to finish.' she said 'So, what do you like to read?'

'Oh, I'm not picky.' Sam said. 'Hey, uh, what's this.'

'Oh, it's one of my mom's old books, it's about supernatural demons and things, it has all these neat monsters, like djinns and poltergeists.' she said. 'Do you want to read it?'

'No, it just looked familiar, that's all.'

'Hmm, well, here's one of my favorites. Agatha Christie's The A.B.C murders.' she said handing him the book.

'Thanks, I'll go read downstairs.' he said as he walked down the steps

'Ok, I'll just be a minute I have to find the book I was reading last night.' Rachel said beginning to rummage through her bedroom.

Sam casually went to sit by Dean, with the book in his lap he flipped through the pages as he spoke.

'Dean, she's got a book about demons almost identical to ours, upstairs in her room, she said it was her mother's.'

'That's impossible… I mean, unless she's a hunter.'

'I don't think she was, I asked Bobby, he said he didn't know anyone from this area that was a hunter.'

'Alright, I found it, and uh, I don't want to bother you so I'll be in my room if you need me.' Rachel called downstairs

'Alright' Dean replied

'So what do you think about the book?' Sam asked

'Well, I'm sure we could ask her about it tomorrow morning, for now just read your book or something, it's getting late and you didn't get much sleep on the drive over here.' Dean said returning his glance back at the screen

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A few hours later:

'Dean, I'm going upstairs, I think I'll read up there, it's getting kinda chilly.' Sam said

'Yea, I noticed that too, well nighty night princess.' Dean smirked.

Sam walked up the steps into his room and prepared himself for bed. Suddenly a cold breeze came into the room.

'Dean, is that you?' mumbled Sam sleepily opening his eyes

'Shit!' he screamed as he stared into the face of a women about 35 years old with long brown hair and burning blue eyes approaching him. She flickered. A ghost' Sam whispered as he backed away from her.

Just before she disappeared in a mist the mysterious woman pointed her finger at Sam and said "I will kill you.'

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Well… should I stop or keep going? It's up to you!