(Chapter 2!

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It took them fifteen hours to drive from Wyoming to Seattle and Sam was never so glad in his life to see a haunted house. If he had to listen to 'Traveling riverside blues' one more time he was going to open the car door and get out, even if it meant that the car was still moving.

Dean pulled in as far as he could go before the gate stopped them.

"Great, now what?" He asked looking at Sam.

"I don't know, park the car at a hotel and hop it?" Sam suggested.

"We could try that I guess." Dean nodded as he made to back the car up but before he could even get the Impala into reverse the gate opened.

"Please tell me you did that?" Dean asked looking at Sam.

"No, maybe the van behind us did?" Sam suggested looking behind him. Dean looked back as well and sure enough there was a van behind them blocking their way out. Sighing Dean put the car into gear and drove in through the gates with the van following. Parking in front of the old manor Dean killed the engine and the brothers got out each with a knife in the waistband of their jeans eyeing the van.

"SAM!" a familiar voice screeched as a girl hurled herself at the younger of the brothers.

"Oomph." Sam grunted as she slammed into him.

"I can't believe you're here as well!" She looked up at him grinning.

"Becky?" Sam asked "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Oh you're so silly Sammy." Becky said slapping him gently on the chest.

"Don't call me that." Sam growled out.

"The house is haunted," Becky continued ignoring Sam's protest of her calling him Sammy "I figured you and Dean where going to take a look at it so I found the Ghostfacers and convinced them to take me here." She said happily and gave him another hug.

"Ok, then." Sam yelped as she pinched a part of him that he never wanted her to pinch again.

"Look who we have here." Dean said from over by the van. He moved out of the way as Ed and Harry crawled out from the back dressed up in ghostbusters jumpsuits.

"Well if it isn't Sam and Dean." Ed said looking at Sam.

"So, where's your little team?" Sam asked.

"Oh we broke up, we're lone wolfs now." Harry said "Facing the dark and unexplained by ourselves."

"Ok then." Dean said exchanging a look with Sam "Hey Becky, quit hanging off my brother before I get a restraining order against you." Becky pouted but let go and Sam sent a grateful smile at his brother.

"So, how did you guys open the gate? A remote or something?" Ed asked "We came by here earlier and it was locked tight."

"No, we thought you opened it." Dean said looking at them.

"No we didn't open it." Harry said "Becky did you open it?"

"No, I thought Sam did." Becky looked at Sam with hero worship in her eyes.

"Well who cares who opened the gate let's just get inside and set up base camp." Ed said.

"Ok fine. Just let Sam and I get some stuff." Dean went over to the Impala and popped the trunk and began filling a duffle bag with the usual stuff.

"What do you think Dean, should we try to convince them to leave?" Sam asked in an undertone as he stuck a flask of holy water into the well-worn bag.

"We could try but I don't think that'll work, you saw how they were at the Morten house." Dean whispered back.

"Yeah I guess." Sam nodded "Ok since we really don't know if we're dealing with cursed land or what, what are we putting in to our bags?" Sam asked.

"A little bit of everything." Dean said grabbing yarrow root and a dream catcher Sam put in all the salt rounds they had and a rosary.

"Think they have any food in the house?" Dean asked.

"More than likely not Dean." Sam rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry about food Sam, I have plenty." Becky said popping up beside them.

"Jesus Christ!" Dean hollered in surprise. Becky ignored him and clung onto Sam's arm.

"You ready Sammy?" She asked.

"Becky I already told you don't call me Sammy." Sam snapped shaking his arm out of her grip.

"Come on let's move." Dean said slamming the car trunk and slinging his duffle bag onto his back.

Ed and Harry stood by the door bickering on who was going to open the door. Dean rolled his eyes and turning the door handle led the small party into the house.