Okay I'll be updating all of my stories on Saturdays or Sundays it depends if I'm busy, So expect my updates on the weekend enjoy.

Sam POV:

"Uh were Sam and Dean, we used to live here" I smiled warmly

"Hey Liss, Do you think they lived when they lived here?" Samantha whispered

"Who?" Alyssa asked

"The rats"

"Samantha where there's a basements, there's rats so probably" she shrugged, there was a weird look in her eyes, like... relief of some sort.

"So you just moved in?" Dean asked Fiona

"Uh yeah from Medina" Fiona nodded

"Do you have family here?" he asked

"Um, no, we just uh needed a fresh start, that's all" she nodded, there was a bit of sorrow in those deep eyes, Alyssa, Samantha, and Aaron's faces were emotionless, Aaron was across the table from the girls working on homework, Alyssa didn't notice him as she stared off into space.

"You know, New town, New Job, as soon as I find one" she smiled "New house" Alyssa looked up now, meeting her eyes.

"What if you never get a job, you were an inn keeper. Would we go back to Ohio?" she asked, her siblings looked up now.

"Probably not honey, we don't own that inn anymore" her mom gave her a look and Alyssa looked away, sad.

"So how are you liking it so far?" I asked dragging my eyes from the girl to her mother.

"Uh, All do respect to your child hood home, I mean I'm sure you have alot of happy memories here, but this place has its issues" she spun around to wash a dish

"What do you mean?" I asked

"Well it's just getting old" she turned, a hand on her hip

"Like the wiring, you know, flickering lights almost hourly"

"That's too bad" Dean nodded "What else?"

"Um, Sinks backed up, The rats in the basement" Dean was looking down a bit and she stopped "I'm sorry, I don't mean to complain"

"No" he smiled reassuringly shaking his head a bit "Have you seen the rats, or have you just heard Scratching?"

"Just the scratching" Alyssa sat up straight "And my nightmares"

Everyone looked at her "What are you talking about Liss?" Aaron asked

She was looking straight at me "There was a figure in my closet, it moved the chair out of the way, and it was on fire"

Dean and I exchanged a quick glance with each other "And that's not in any of Aaron's movies" she glanced between her own family. I felt a strange sensation around her, she reminded me of someone but I couldn't place it, I automatically felt protective of her.

BPOV:

It was a truck! On the driveway was a rusty red truck. It had a bulbous cab and the build of the truck that you found unscathed at an accident with parts of the foreign car it damaged scattered around it. I smiled genuinely "Wow dad" I breathed

"So you like it?" he asked

"I-I love it!" I exclaimed, he smiled and nodded.

That night the howling wind wouldn't cease its Whooshing sound the night before school. I don't know what was keeping me up longer, the howling wind or the fear I wouldn't dream of them again. The men, or the beautiful, bloody girl. I muffled a scream into my pillow and stared up at the ceiling tracing patterns.

Little did I know I fell asleep. The ceiling disappeared and was replaced with an inflamed home. A family rushed out quickly with the short hair man behind them. There was a mom clutching her son and little daughter in tears. The man watched the house flame up then a second later, the long haired man burst out the door with the beautiful girl in his arms, she was burying her head in his chest and the woman cried out as he set her on her feet. The scene ended quickly as Charlie hollered my name. My eyes opened and I sat up wiping my forehead.

Charlie wished me good luck after our quiet event of breakfast, I nodded and he left for his job. That was his wife and children once he left. Soon I left for school and slid walking to my truck. I climbed in quickly rubbing and breathing on my hands. It was warm in the cab of my truck and smelled faintly of leather and tobacco. The school I found easily and was happy that my truck didn't stick out, all these cars were older except for a shiny silver Volvo.

I associated with a woman at the front desk who showed me my schedule and school map, then I was off. School dragged on until lunch who I sat with a girl and her friend's. She was shorter than i and talked alot, her name was Jessica. She was droning on and on about teachers and boys with her friend's. That's when they entered.

APOV:

I felt I could trust Sam, he seemed to be a little like me. Like he understood about my dream, that maybe it meant something. Maybe it did, I don't know. I was a little sad when they left. I wish I could get to know them. Dean was even cool, My mom was flustered as we unpacked. I had changed into jeans and a white v-neck with my flip flops and my hair up in a ponytail.

"Mom, do you think Sam and Dean are coming back?" I asked as we were in the kitchen washing dishes together, I wanted to know if they felt the vibes too.

"I don't think so honey" she smiled, I nodded a bit disappointed.

Tomorrow was my first day of school and I was uneasy. I knew I was going to work harder for my mom's sake but I was probably going to be a loner. I was sad at the thought as I got ready for bed then climbed in, the scratching didn't cease and my stomach churned as I saw the closet, I pulled the covers over my head and squeezed my eyes shut tight.

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