. Getting Lucky or Just the damn Winchester Luck?

As Sam stood with Dean at the door of Apartment 16 at the Ocean building, he wondered what he would say to Beth, when he saw her. Dean knocked lightly and a blonde woman opened the door.

"Can I help you?" she asked them.

"Hi, we're looking for Beth, does she live here?" enquired Sam.

"Maybe, who's asking?"

"We're old friends, my name is Sam, this is my brother Dean"

"Wait, your Sam? The first Sam?" Dean smiled proudly at his brother.

"She told you about me?"

"Of course she did, she's my best friend, we tell each other everything." Sam was uncomfortable with this. "Oh by the way my name's Lucy. Come in, she should be home from work any minute." Sam and Dean stepped over the threshold and into the apartment, to await Beth's return.

30 minutes later they heard a key in the lock and Beth walked in, her eyes were blotchy and she was surprised to find these two strange men in her home drinking coffee and sitting on her couch.

"What the f…?" before Beth had a chance to finish her four letter word, Lucy stepped in.

"Hey Beth , this is Sam and his brother Dean. You remember Sam, don't you?" The confused look on her face told them otherwise. It suddenly hit her why he'd seemed familiar. He was the person she'd lost her virginity to. How could she have forgotten him? To this day, the night she'd had sex for the first time had been the best night of her life.



"Oh my god, hi how are you Sam?" A shade of raspberry red flashed all over her face with embarrassment . She hugged him, and shook Dean's hand. He had been hoping for a hug too, but well what can you do? They sat down and chatted some more, but it was getting late and after her eventful day, Beth was tired.

"Guys, you're welcome to crash here tonight, but I think I need to go to bed now, long day" Beth told them. She headed into her room and closed the door. Lucy stayed in the lounge with them for a few more hours laughing and joking, when Sam had been worried about waking Beth,

Lucy had told them;

"Don't worry about her, out for the count, her sleeping pills take care of that."

"Sleeping pills?"

"Yeah, she takes them at night, otherwise she can't sleep, ever since her brother died. I have to wake her in the morning, otherwise she oversleeps. Speaking of sleeping, I 'm gonna hit the sack, couch folds out, if you guys don't wanna share, there's a sleeping bag in the closet by the bathroom, and don't argue, I 'm a light sleeper." Lucy went into the kitchen and grabbed a glass water, taking it into her room, she shut the door behind her. Sure she was out of earshot, Dean said,

"You picked a winner there Sammy, did she have sight problems when you met her?"

"Shut up, Dean. She was upset, I walked her home, then it just happened."

"How was it?"

"Do we have to talk about this, I'm tired. I just wanna sleep." Sam wandered over to the closet by the bathroom and rummaged around for the sleeping bag and pillow.



"I betcha do" whispered Dean under his breath.

When Sam returned to the lounge he found Dean had folded out the couch into a double bed.

He set the sleeping bag down in a reasonable position on the floor, and climbed into it, not before removing his jacket. Once settled, the light was turned out and the Winchester brothers fell into a peaceful sleep.

666

They were woken by Lucy shouting at Beth to get her lazy ass out of bed or she'll be late for work.

"I don't need to get up just yet" she moaned, from under the warm comfort of her duvet.

"Why the hell not?" It was a battle every morning, still at least Beth had got some sleep. Lazy-assed Beth was so much nicer than pissed-to-hell tired Beth.

"I'm not going to work, I don't have a job anymore, I got fired." Beth turned over to face the wall.

"What? What the hell happened, Tony lose his temper again?"

"No, he called me crazy and said that plates don't just fall off the counter, neither do refrigerators just open themselves." Okay, now Sam and Dean's attention had been grabbed. The had tried not to listen into their heated conversation, but now their resistance to temptation had gone flying out the window. What had begun as an argument was starting to sound like their kind of problem.

Sam and Dean waited until Lucy had left for work before they began to talk, since Beth was still in her bedroom unable to fall back asleep thanks to her roommate.

"Okay, you go in there and talk to her. Tell her about her brother and that we know. And maybe if you're lucky--," Dean began, but, Sam cut him off just as the elder hunter was about to hint towards somewhere he wasn't quite sure he wanted to go again…yet.



"Fine I'll go and talk to Beth. But, I swear if you don't get off this whole…getting together with the one I lost my virginity to thing…I swear I will kill you. Bare handed. No weapons needed," Sam said getting up and walking over to the bedroom door.

He knocked once and was about to turn around thinking she might have gone to sleep after all, when the door opened and Beth was staring at him curiously in happy bunny pyjamas with matching slippers. Sam couldn't help but notice that the shorts were too short and the top was indeed a spaghetti strap one that ended just above her belly button.

"Yeah?" Beth asked; making sure to get right to the point.

"Um…could we talk?" he stuttered.

"Sure," she replied. As she stepped aside to let him in she saw out of the corner of her eye, Dean giving Sam an encouraging two thumbs up and a dirty grin.

"Um, we couldn't help but overhear before…."

"Oh, I'm sorry about that, I am so not a morning person."

"It's okay. We heard you talking about your problems at work."

"Oh it's nothing, except for the fact I'm going crazy."

"Why would you say that?"

"Well, I keep breaking things and not remembering, and putting things somewhere and turning around and they've moved. It's like I'm losing my mind."



"How long's this been going on?"

"Over the past month, since my brother's doctor was acquitted of killing some of his patients."

"Okay Beth, what I'm about to tell you may seem a little far-fetched, well impossible actually, but please wait until I've finished before you start yelling at me." Sam said gently.

"Okay" said Beth uncertain. What could be so bad that he had to warn her like this?

"We think you are being haunted by your brother's spirit. His doctor saw him too, he saw others, he gave them overdoses when they were his patients, but he says he definitely did not give any medication to your brother, that he wasn't supposed to have. Can you think of any reason why he would be haunting you?"

"Looks like I'm not the only one losing my mind. Are you crazy? Spirits and haunting? There's no such thing. I think you need help." Beth stopped for a second realizing what she had just said. Her boss had told her the exact same thing the evening before at the diner. She knew how it felt to be told you were going crazy, she could not believe she had said that to Sam.

"Sam, I'm sorry, but this is just hard to believe, ghosts and spirits. Can you just leave me alone for a while?"

"Beth…." Started Sam.

"I'm okay Sam, I just need time to think about what you just told me. I thought I was over all that then you come in and tell me that. Excuse me if it threw me off a little. Can you just go please? I need some time."

"Okay, I'll leave my number on the counter in the kitchen, we'll be at the motel uptown if you need us."



"Alright whatever." Sam opened the door and left the room. Outside Dean was surprised to see his brother merge so quickly.

"Dean, grab your jacket and shoes, we're leaving."

"What?"

"She didn't take it too well, and we should leave now, so hurry up, before she comes out and takes a swing at me." Dean did as his brother requested. Sam left his number on the kitchen counter and they both made a quick getaway, before Sam's revelation caught up with them.