AN: I am so sorry that i did not post this past friday. My computer crashed and had to re-write a bunch. But I am updating this one and will not update again until 12-05-14, due to the holidays. Then i should be back on schedule for posting every friday. Just wanted you to know that i am not giving up on this story. Okay, this is the first chapter based on an episode. It's a little choppy but I'm working on it and I hope you like it. I'm changing the rating because I'm writing ahead and thinking about what I want to write, I've decided it needs changing thanks to some language and adult situations.

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The four of them left Bobby's later that day, heading to Pennsylvania. Jess wasn't happy to be sitting in the back seat next to Kayden, but Sam's legs were to long and Dean wasn't about to let anyone drive his baby.

While Dean was telling Sam about the hunt he and his dad had done for this guy in Pennsylvania, Kayden turned on the CD player Dean had bought for her (more like stolen) for her to replace her Ipod she didn't have anymore. She had nabbed Sam's computer and burnt herself a handful of CD's, downloading all of her favorite songs. Dean had been pleased when he saw one CD labeled Metalica and AC/DC, and then they had proceeded to bond over their shared taste in music. Of course he had complained when he learned that she listened to everything and liked more that just classic rock.

Jess was sitting behind Dean, watching out the window and listening to Sam and Dean's conversation. She was still having a hard time believing the kinds of things they were saying. Ghosts and poltergeists? And they killed them? How was she going to get herself and Sam out of this?

It took almost a full day of driving but they finally made it there and found a hotel. Dean was the one to point out that the girls should stay in the room since the guy knew Dean and Sam, but wouldn't know the girls. Jess wasn't happy but she let it go, realizing that she had to pick her battles and this wasn't one of them.

That's how 20 minutes later, found Kayden and Jess sitting awkwardly on opposite beds, in an uncomfortable silence.

"So.."Kayden tried. She didn't know why Jess was always so weird around her, but she'd been able to ignore it before. But now, she was alone with her, and the hostility rolling off the perky blonde was almost tangible. But at the last second, she chickened out. "I'm gonna take a shower." The other girl only nodded. She's the one that's got a problem with me. If she wants to be that way, fine. Kayden thought to herself as she walked into the bathroom for her shower.

Kayden was just coming out of the shower when Dean and Sam walked in. Jess jumped up off the bed and practically ran to Sam.

Dean and Kayden shared a glance then rolled their eyes. "So what did you find out?" Kayden asked, trying not to puke at the sight of the love birds.

"We're thinking haunted plane." Sam answered, not looking away from Jess. "We were going to talk to some of the victims. I'll take Jess, and you and Dean can team up. That way we can split up and cover more ground."

"Sounds good." Kayden was excited to start her first hunt. "Where are we going?" she asked Dean who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Max Jaffey." Dean answered already heading out the door. Jess and Sam were going to walk to their victims house. "He admitted himself into a psychiatric hospital. Sam thinks if anyone saw anything, it'd be him."

Dean filled Kayden in on everything that Jerry had told them and what Sam had found on the cockpit tape. "So, do you know what we're dealing with?" he asked as the they pulled up to Riverside Psychiatric Hospital.

"Um..I think so, but I wanna be sure before I say anything." Kayden answered as they got out of the car and headed towards the office. They asked for Max Jaffey and a sweet redheaded nurse showed them out to the courtyard where a young man, maybe mid twenties, with dark curly hair was seated at a table, people watching. Kayden elbowed Dean when she noticed he watched the nurse walk away. He turned to her and gave her a shit eating grin to which she just rolled her eyes.

When they introduced themselves, Max looked a little confuse. "I don't understand, I already talked to homeland security."

"Right," Kayden interjected politely. "Some new information has come up. If you could just answer a few questions, we'll be out of your hair."

When Max nodded and gestured for them to sit, Dean shot her an approving look and started his questions. "Just before the plane went down, did you notice anything unusual?"

"Like what?"

"Strange light. Weird noises maybe, voices." Kayden offered.

"No. Nothing."

"Mr. Joffey."

"Jaffey." Max corrected Dean.

"Jaffey, You checked yourself in here?" Max nodded. "Can I ask why?"

"I was a little stressed. I survived a plane crash."

"And that's what terrified you?" Dean asked, a little skeptical. "That's what you were afraid of?"

"I don't wanna talk about this anymore." Max fidgeted in his seat, which Dean didn't miss.

"See I think maybe you did see something up there." Kayden thought he was being a little harsh and shot him a look, which he ignored. "We need to know what that was."

Max thought for a moment then said, "No. No, I was delusional, seeing things."

Before Dean could make a smart assed remark, Kayden asked, "What kind of things?"

"There was this man." Max paused, gauging their reactions, they were listening so he went on. "And uh, he had these eyes. Black eyes." Dean glanced to Kayden and she nodded her head, saying that she knew her guess was correct. "And I saw him...I thought I saw him..." he paused.

"What?" Dean prompted.

"He opened the emergency exit. But that's impossible, right? I mean, I looked it up, there's something like two tons of pressure on that door."

Kayden was pretty sure she knew what it was but she had to make sure. "This man, did he seem to appear and disappear. Rapidly. It would look something like a mirage."

Max looked at her like she was crazy, which only confirmed what she knew. "What are you nuts?"

After that, they thanked Mr. Jaffey for his time and walked back to the impala. Kayden was practically bouncing in her seat while Dean called Sam and told him to get back to the motel room.

Once they were all back at the room, Kayden told her story. "It's a demon." Sam and Dean glanced at each other surprised. "It's haunting planes. The 'no survivors' thing? It's going to go after the surviving victims of the first crash. If you go and check the wreckage, you'll find sulfur. It's going to go after a flight attendant next. We gotta stop that plane from taking off." She was bouncing on the balls of her feet. Maybe she could change things after all.

Sam pulled out his list of survivors and quickly found the flight attendants name. He pulled out his phone and called the airline to see if he could stall the plane until they'd delt with the problem.

An hour later and Sam was still on the phone trying to keep the plane from departing. They were getting ready to head to the airport when Dean's phone rang. He walked outside for privacy, and when he walked back in his face was drawn.

"What happened?" Jess asked.

"The pilot from flight, 2485. His plane just went down outside of Nazareth."

"Oh my God." Kayden said, sitting down on the bed and covering her mouth with her hand. "I forgot about him."

"Yeah, well. If we don't get going, the demon is gonna take down a whole new plane." Dean said grabbing his bag and walking out of the room, without looking back at the rest of them.

Kayden stayed where she was, still not believing that she had gotten caught up in the excitement of hunting (and how sick was that?), that she had completely forgotten all about an innocent. Absentmindedly she noticed Jess exit the room, leaving her and Sam alone. The taller man came to sit down next to her on the bed.

"You okay?" he asked.

Kayden was still staring at the wall opposite her in shock. "I can't believe I forgot about him" she whispered. "I know everything about this show. I should have remembered him. I was just so excited about hunting..." she paused and looked down at her hands before continuing in a voice that was barely a whisper, "I killed him."

She said it so low that Sam had to strain to hear her, but when he realized what she had said, his voice became significantly louder. "No. No you didn't" he said forcefully. "You can't think about it like that." he stopped, not knowing what else to say. "Look, we gotta get to the airport."

They both stood up, looking solemn and shocked, and walked out of the room to the impala.

Dean hadn't looked at her the entire ride to the airport. Kayden knew that he was pissed at her, and he had every right to be. She had gotten an innocent killed after all.

When they got into the airport they had tried to keep Amanda (the fight attendant) from getting on the plane but their plan had failed. So now they were sitting on the plane, that was supposed to be crashing, getting ready for take off.

Kayden was sitting across the isle from Dean, Sam, and Jess and so she easily noticed that Dean was positively freaking the fuck out and Sam was trying to calm him down, while simultaneously trying not to laugh.

"Just try to relax." Sam said, trying to hide a smile.

"Just try to shut up." Dean snapped back.

The engines revved up and they started the climb into the nights sky. Dean reached over to tighten his seat belt and then proceeded to white knuckle it until they were level in the sky. A couple of minutes later, everyone on the plane was flipping through magazines and books and Sam and Jess were in a conversation about whether or not different mythical creatures were real. Kayden looked across the isle to Dean who had a death grip on his armrests and was humming to himself.

"Is that Metalica?" she asked.

"It calms me down." he answered quickly as if he only had a limited time to speak.

Sam looked over at Dean's words. "Look man, I get you're nervous, but you gotta say focused."

"Okay." Dean answered not looking at his brother.

"I mean, we've got 32 minutes and counting to track this thing down, or whoever it's possessing anyway, and preform a full on exorcism."

"Yeah, on a crowded plane, that's gonna be easy." Dean said sarcastically.

"Just one step at a time alright?" Dean nodded at his brothers words.

"The only question is," Kayden interjected, "Who is it possessing?"

"Well, it's usually gonna be somebody with some sort of weakness. Ya know like a chink in the armor that the demon can worm through." Dean answered, grasping at the distraction. "Somebody with an addiction or some sort of emotional distress."

"Well," Jess spoke up, "this is Amanda's first flight after the crash. If I were her, I'd be pretty messed up."

Dean nodded and stopped a passing stewardess. "Excuse me." When she leaned down to his level to be quiet, Dean gave her a charming, yet nervous smile. "Are you Amanda?"

"No, Sorry." she said and walked away.

"That must be Amanda up there." Kayden said pointing ahead of them to a blonde woman restocking the drink cart.

"Okay, I'll go talk to her." Dean offered and shakily unbuckled his belt. "And uh...I'll get a read on her mental state." Kayden could tell Dean was trying to psych himself up and struggled to suppress a laugh. She obviously failed because Dean sent her a glare.

"Right." Sam said. "what if she's already possessed?" Dean just leaned forward and pulled out a bottle of holy water from his bag, but Sam shook his head, taking the bottle. "No. I think we can go more subtle. If she is possessed she'll flinch at the name of God." Dean nodded and stood up. "You have to say it in Latin." dean started to walk away. "Hey," when Dean turned and leaned in towards Sam, "In Latin it's 'Christo'."

"Dude, I know. I'm not an idiot." Dean snapped and walked shakily up the isle.

A few minutes later Dean came back and sat down. "Alright. Well, she's gotta be the most well adjusted person on the planet" he said buckling back in.

"You said Christo?" Sam asked and Dean nodded, "And?"

"There's no demon in her. There's no demon getting in her." Dean said.

"So it could be anyone?" Jess asked.

Right then the plane jumped and the lights flickered. "Come on, that can't be normal." Dean practically yelled and more than a few people looked over at him.

"It's just a little turbulence." Jess said haughtily, rolling her eyes. Dean missed it but Kayden caught it and she glared at the blonde.

"This plane is going to crash." Dean snapped, but whispered so as not to alert the other passengers. "So stop treating me like I'm freaking four."

"You need to calm down." Sam tried to reason, and when that didn't work he went straight to the truth. "Listen if you're panicking you're wide open for demonic possession, so you need to calm yourself down, right now." he said sternly. Dean stared at him for a moment, then tried to breath deeply. "Good." Sam said. "Now, I found an exorcism in here that I think will work."

"What do we have to do?" Dean asked, looking over at Kayden. He had noticed that she had been awfully quiet lately.

"Well, the first part expels the demon, makes it manifest, which actually makes it more powerful."

"More powerful?" Dean asked, looking back to his brother. "How?"

"Well, it doesn't need to possess someone anymore, it can just wreak havoc on it's own." Sam said naturally, as if discussing demon possession was a normal thing to do on a plane.

"And why's that a good thing?" Jess asked.

"Well, the second part, sends the bastard back to hell." Sam said. "Once and for all."

"First things first. We gotta find it." Kayden said, a little harshly. Then she stood up and walked to the bathroom.

"She seem weird to you?" Dean asked the other two. Jess only shrugged, not concerning herself with the brunette.

"She has been a little quiet." Sam said looking after her.

"Yeah, she was quiet all the way here." Dean said.

"Yeah, well. She blames herself for the captain's death." Sam said, looking through the journal with the exorcism. Then it dawned on him and he looked up, wide eyes meeting Dean's. Without saying a word both brothers got up and rushed to the bathroom. Jess following confusedly.

They cornered Kayden outside of the bathroom and Sam quickly shut the curtains as Dean said "Christo." hearts dropping as her eyes bled black and she snarled.

Dean made a grab for her but she danced out of his way and punched him in the stomach. He doubled over but manged to throw a punch and hit her in the side, then he tackled her to the ground. Jess watched the door while Sam started chanting in Latin and spraying her with holy water.

Kayden bucked and tried to throw Dean off of her, but he was too strong and was using his full body weight. Then Dean lost hold on her hands and she knocked him off and pushed Sam away, trying to stand up, but Dean was there again holding her down.

"It was your fault, ya know?" the demon spoke from Kayden looking at Dean. Sam paused in his chanting. "You're her favorite and you let her down. She stood up for you and you led her into this life. Now she will die. All of hell is out for her head. You're just selfish and afraid to be alone."

"Sam keep reading." Dean hissed, throwing a punch at the demon. Sam snapped out of it and continued chanting. When Sam finished the first part, he threw the journal aside to help hold her down while the demon was expelled.

Black smoke poured from Kayden's mouth and into an air vent. Dean checked to make sure Kayden was alive, then all of a sudden the plane dropped.

"It's in the plane." Dean yelled as he was flung against the door. Sam dove out of sight after the journal that was kicked away in the struggle.

Sam was able to finish the exorcism and the pilots were able to safely land the plane. They had had to talk to homeland security when the landed but now they were back at the motel packing up and getting read to leave. Jess had been silently freaking out, because now she realized that all the demons and ghost talk was actually real.

"Jess and I are gonna go fill up the tank and get some food." Sam suggested just wanting to get out of the tense atmosphere of the room. Dean and Kayden had some talking to do. All he got were a few nods and then they were gone.

Kayden kept moving around the room picking up various belongings and shoving them in their respective bags. After a few minutes, she was done and sat down on one of the beds. "Dean?" She asked hesitantly. "What did the demon mean when it said 'you let her down'?"

Dean glanced up from the table to look at her. She actually looked confused. He took a deep breath and stood up from the table to sit next to her. "You." he said quietly. "I let you down." when she only looked more confused, he went on. He moved his gaze down to his hands, not able to look her in the eye. "I should never have asked if you wanted to be a hunter. This life isn't the one you see on tv. It's sad and pathetic and always ends bloody. I should have pushed you into a normal life and never looked back. But I was selfish. I didn't want to be alone. I was afraid Sam wold go back to school and even if he didn't he would have had Jess. Now you have 'all of hell' after you and it's my fault. I'm so sorry." Dean wasn't sure why he just spilled his guts to her, but there was just something about her, something that told him he could trust her with anything.

"Well it's a good thing it wasn't up to you then." She chuckled at his disapproving expression. "Do you really think I could have gone off and had a normal life, knowing people were dying. Knowing that you and Sam were suffering, when I could stop it? I don't know who you think you're talking to but that ain't me. I can't do that, be that selfish. If you hadn't of taught me, I would have found someone else." Dean's lip twitched a little at that. "And as for you being selfish, you're wrong. Who in their right mind wants to be alone? Everybody needs somebody. Even the great Dean Winchester. And hell would have been after me anyway, it may have taken longer but it would have happened. If I learned anything from this damn show it's that anyone with as much knowledge as I have, doesn't stay hidden for long. Heaven, Hell, Purgatory and any baddie out there will eventually find me. You're the one that taught me how to keep myself safe. Even before I came here, everything I learned, I learned from my favorite character."

They were quiet for a minute, letting her words sink in. Then Dean had to voice a question that had been weighing on him. "So, am I really your favorite?" he asked with a sly grin.

Kayden laughed, throwing her head back. She bumped his shoulder with hers. "There are Sam-girls and Dean-girls and some that love both. But yes, you were always my favorite. There was just something about you that I couldn't help but love. They way you are driven by the love for your family and the respect you have for your father, and not by revenge for your mother. It's extremely respectable." she smiled slyly at him. "I like to think of it this way. I'm a Dean-girl but I'm Sam-curious." And she stood up to head into the bathroom, but before she shut the door, she caught a glimpse of the grin on his face.