That night Phoebe was limping around the kitchen cooking pasta for her and the boys. Dean was in the living room, pretending to watch television while Sam was going over the case file on the kitchen table.
"Find anything useful?" Phoebe asked sitting down next to him.
"Nothing" Sam answered rubbing his eyes in frustration.
"Don't worry Dad and I found a big fat nothing as well" Phoebe said, rubbing his back comfortingly. Sam smiled at her and glanced over at Dean who was sitting firmly with a frown.
"Are you ever going to forgive him?" He asked her quietly so that Dean wouldn't hear. She sighed and looked over at Dean.
"I really don't know" she said "he just left me and lots of stuff happened after that, stuff that I really needed help with and he wasn't there"
"What kind of stuff?" Sam asked concerned
"Just stuff okay" Phoebe said in a voice which clearly stated the conversation was over.
"But he's here now" Sam said watching her closely. Phoebe looked back over at Dean, deep in thought. Could she forgive him? Could she try and get close to him again? She sighed and got up to check on the pasta.
10 mins later
"This is good Phoebe" Sam said taking huge mouthfuls in between going over the case file yet again.
"Thanks" Phoebe answered tightly. She was sitting very close to Dean on the small table and she could feel the electricity flowing between them. Dean could feel it too and was having a hard time following the conversation.
"So I think we should have someone on watch at all times tonight" Sam said "Dean and I will take it in turns"
Phoebe's head snapped up "I can take one of the watches, I'm not defenceless!"
"Tell that to the ghost that threw you against a wall yesterday" Dean said staring at Phoebe smugly.
"I'm sorry" Phoebe said coldly "did I ring your buzzer?"
"Hey just think about it for a second" Dean said holding a hand up to silence a glaring Phoebe "All the attacks that have taken place, have all been on Phoebe. I mean Sam and I have been here for a good six hours and nada, you're the target Phoebe"
She was lost for words, what Dean was saying did make sense.
"Oh" Was Sam's reply "You don't think you could have told me this during the last hour of researching"
"I only just thought about it" Dean answered defensively.
"But… why?" Phoebe asked, speaking for the first time "What has it got to do with me?"
"Hold on" Said Sam "I think I found something"
"Well don't keep us waiting Sammy" Dean said impatiently
"Okay" He said pulling out his Dad's journal "It says here that there is a type of evil spirit called a 'Lundineer' [loon-de-near which haunts people who have good auras"
"Auras?" Dean asked clearly having no idea what Sam was talking about
"You know like the invisible clouds that flow from a person's soul which show whether they are good or bad"
"If they're invisible, how can they show anything?" Dean asked
Sam sighed, "There are ways to see them Dean, spells, potions, enchantments and of course some spirits can smell them"
"Like a Lundineer Phoebe finished for him
"Well this is good, we know what we're fighting now" Dean said confidently
"Wrong again Dean" Phoebe said reading over Sam's shoulder "It says here that the only way to kill the spirit is to be in the spirit plane i.e. to be shooting up daisies"
"Oh" Dean said "Well Bill's friend's spell ain't gonna be a lot of help then is it?"
They were all silent in thought. Sam continued reading through the journal and stopped when he read something of interest.
"There's a spell here that can take one of us to the spirit world but that person will have to be revived the regular way as in mouth to mouth" He said looking up at Phoebe and Dean. They were all silent again. This was going to very dangerous and risky. The revival would have to be at exactly the right time and there would be no way of knowing what was happening to the person in the spirit world.
"Well it's dangerous, scary and highly unlikely to work, what are we waiting for?" Phoebe said smiling at the Winchester brothers