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Salem

Reing grabbed her new sawed off shotgun, hoping it was loaded with something to at least distract them. She couldn't find her voice to yell for help. She aimed and shot, but realized it was empty. She had one other option now, since they were now blocking her way outside. She lifed up her stuffed toy cat that Bobby had given her and shot it at them. It scared them enough that they re-appeared behind her and she now had an escape. She quickly picked up Wicca who was having a hissy-fit and ran downstairs. "SAM, DEAN, BOBBY!" She yelled, glad to have her voice back. It didn't take long for them to get there and realized the situation, at first they were confused but it didn't matter, they were ghosts now and needed to go wherever ghosts go when the die. Rein noticed they stopped at the end of the stairs, lips moving like they were trying to speak. "Guys..wait" she moved closer, Dean and Sam held their arms out trying to stop her and be protective at the same time. She handed Wicca to Dean and pushed their arms away.
She moved closer until she was face to face with her parents. They looked the same they did when they died, they hadn't aged what-so-ever. But she knew that, the situation was just different because it was HER parents.

"They're not your parents, Rein.." Sam's voice cracked a bit.

"They're trying to tell me something!" She leaned in closer, they whispered in her ear, but everything came out as a ghostly moan. She finally put it together, they were telling her

"Happy Birthday". A wave of emotions hit her like a basketball to the face. "T-t-t-hank-y-y-o-u" she stuttered and they dissapeared.

She walked over to Dean, shaking real hard. She picked up Wicca who left scratch marks all over Deans neck and jacket. He must've taken out his fear on Dean. Rein sat on the couch, not knowing what to do except pet Wicca. Bobby left to go put rock salt in Rein's room. Dean sat next to her and pulled Rein close with his arm around her. Wicca was too upset at Rein's emotions now to do anything about Dean. She leaned into him closer, putting her head on his chest. She hated crying around Dean, and it was usually Sam to comfort her.
"It's okay Rein, let it out." He whispered and kissed the top of her head. Which made her cry a little more, knowing he only thought of her as a sister. Sam awkwardly walked out of the room, secretly not liking how Dean was holding her, but pushed the thought away knowing he didn't have feelings for her. But to Sam, it seemed like her eyes lit up when Dean was talking to her, he hoped she didn't like him that way.

"So it seems the toy cat Bobby got me came in handy.." She tried to joke.

"Oh?" Dean was playing with her hair now. It killed her inside.

"Yeah, the shotgun wasn't loaded with anything, so I had to shoot the cat at the ghost." Rein started to giggle between sobs.

"What the hell?" Dean shook his head, but started laughing which made Rein smile.

"Umm, I'm going to go for a walk with Wicca.."

"It's getting dark out, and you know what could be out there." Dean tried to protest, but knew Rein really needed to clear her head.

"I wont go far, or for long. I have the cellphone, I'll call if anything," Dean cut her off and handed her the keys to the impala. "Go for a drive."

Rein almost said no, knowing she didn't have her licence but the boys taught her how to drive. Dean grabbed something else out of his pocket. It was a fake I.D with Rein's picture.

"Just incase you get stopped, I made you a fake licence.. I didn't want to give you it, incase you and the furry monster from hell decided to go on a road trip without us."

Wicca glared at Dean. Rein hugged Dean, she was so happy she got to drive he impala by herself. She headed outside and Dean followed to the doorway.

"Don't crash my baby! And don't let fur-monster crap on anything! The impala is not a litterbox!"

Rein was laughing. She put Wicca in the passenger seat, put her seatbelt on and started the car. She drove a good ten minutes away. And opened her purse to take out a cigarette. "You won't tell them, right?" She asked Wicca, who just looked up at her. Dean would kill her for smoking in the impala, and Sam and Bobby would just kill her for smoking. She didn't often, only in times of real bad stress. Seeing her parents as ghosts counted as 'real bad stress'. She lit the cigarette and blew the smoke out the window. Checking to make sure she had a bottle of body spray in her purse to spray around to car to get rid of the horrid cigarette smell. "The boys drink constantly, I should be able to have a smoke once and a while." She thought, trying to justify her actions.

"Ah Rein Drop! What the hell?" A voice shouted behind her. She screamed and quickly flicked the cigarette out the widow. Sam caught her by suprise, he ran up to the impala.

"What in God's name are you doing out here, Sam?" Rein shouted.

"I was walking and saw the impala, figured it was Dean but.. No wait, what the hell are you doing out here smoking?"

"Please don't tell Dean and Bobby? They'll kill me!"

"Not if I or those damn cigarettes kill you first, Rein!"

"No no, Sam, it's just once in a while.. When I'm too stressed! My last one was a month ago, I swear!"

Sam was in an awkward situation. He knew he was partially drunk, so who was he to talk? He got inside the passenger door, picking Wicca up and putting him in the backseat. He opened his jacket, on the inside pocket he had a bottle of whisky.

"Want a drink?" He handed the bottle to Rein.

"Definitly." She took a few drinks, letting the whisky burn her throat. "I don't think I'll be able to drive back home now." She laughed and leaned her head back on the car seat.

"We don't have to go home right now. I want.. I want to hangout with you, Rein. " Sam leaned in, and kissed her.