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Okay, in this chapter there is a flashback to the past of Jessie Landon – those will be a regular occurrence from now on, just so you know. (Oh and just a note - Chelsea will come in later - thought I'd let you know cuz she's barely mentioned)

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Chapter 3

May 19th, 1998

The girl who had committed suicide turned out to be a fifteen year old girl who had moved there only last week. Police say she killed herself immediately after getting home from her second day of school. Everyone was baffled. The girl, Lynn Tyler, had seemed stressed, but was very happy to have moved to such a nice town. Her parents said she was extremely excited about the new house and her new school. Even though it was only her second day at school, she had already started making friends and everyone had liked her. Sam himself had remembered meeting her. She had seemed quite nice and was very polite. There was no suicide note, but police had confirmed her prints were found on her dad's gun, which she had used to shot herself in the head with.

After the news story finished Sam had a pensive look on his face that confused and annoyed Dean.

"Why does that even matter?" Dean snapped as he turned off the TV.

"Doesn't it seem a bit suspicious?" Sam said still with a deep-in-thought look on his face.

"If by suspicious you mean supernatural then no. Some girl, who probably secretly did drugs or something, blew her brains out. It happens. People can be just as sick and twisted as demons and shit sometimes." He walked past Sam to get something to eat and Sam thought he heard him mutter something like 'demons I get, but people can be frickin' nut jobs!'

June 7th, 1993

"Maybe we can do something Saturday?" Jessie asked as she and her boyfriend Chad walked down the busy hall of Harper High School.

"No, sorry, I'm busy this weekend, my parents want to go check out some colleges." Jessie sighed. The only problem with having a boyfriend who was a senior when you yourself were only a junior, was that he was always busy doing college stuff and Jessie wasn't.

"What about after school sometime next week?" Chad asked hopefully.

"I can't, I'm helping my friend, Liz, teach her younger sister how to swim."

"I didn't know Liz had a sister. How old is she?" asked Chad.

"Chelsea's just finishing 5th grade, I don't know her actual age," Jessie said, making a mental note to ask.

"She's just learning how to swim?" 5th grade seemed a little old to be learning how to swim.

"They used to live in northern Canada, so she never got a chance to learn."

"So why now?"

"Liz decided she wants to be a lifeguard this summer so Chelsea decided she wanted to be one when she got older. Obviously you have to know how to swim to be a lifeguard so Liz said she would teach her and here we are."

Chad nodded in understanding and after a few moments spoke. "Don't worry, I'm sure we'll find some time to hang out together," he assured her.

Their moment was interrupted by cruel laughter coming down the hall. The looked up and spotted a few girls standing around a girl who was sitting, leaning against the wall reading, clearly trying to tune them out.

The girl had straight black hair with a red streak in the front. Her eyelids and lips had layers of black makeup on them. She was dressed in all black and was clearly getting more and more irritated by the minute.

Chad had only seen the girl a few times, but he would recognize her anywhere. "Isn't that your-" Chad started, but Jessie cut him off.

"yes," she said curtly before storming off towards her sister. Jessie, being popular and cheerleader captain, had some control of the other cheerleaders. "Holly!" She hollered as she neared them.

The girl on the floor looked up and scowled. "Jessie, wha-"

"Leave my sister alone!" Jessie yelled at the other girls, effectively cutting Holly off.

"Whatever, a few muttered while one girl turned to Holly and said, "see you later, freak," before heading off after her friends.

"Are you okay? Jessie asked as her protective and concerned older sister side began shining.

Holly shoved her book in her tan, old and tattered messenger bag and stood up angrily. "Leave me alone," she snarled then stalked off down the hall. Jessie gave a sigh before making her way over to Chad.

May 21st, 1998

"I told you that it was something supernatural," Sam said as he slammed a folder of papers down in front of Dean.

"What?" Dean asked, confused, as he looked up from his car magazine.

"That Lynn girl was not the first new student to 'commit suicide' in this town." Sam said putting air quotes around commit suicide.

"What are you trying to say?" Dean said, not following.

"Another girl committed suicide shortly after moving here about a year ago. And some other girl committed suicide about four years ago, but she wasn't new. And..." he trailed off at Dean's bored look. "What?"

"Seems to me we stumbled upon a town that just has too damn many suicidal girls. I don't blame 'em seeing as there aren't any guys nearly as awesome as me here-"

"Dean, I'm serious!"

"Okay, look, maybe you're right, we're here for a few more weeks anyway and Dad will probably be more than happy to have another job. You can tell him when he gets back."

"But, Dean, I think this might have to do with Jessie Landon case!"

"It doesn't matter. Even if the ghosts know each other, it's still two spirits. Two spirits equal two hunts, simple as that."

Sam nearly screamed with frustration, but he managed to get himself under control and muttered a 'whatever' as he stormed into their shared bedroom and grabbed his homework.

TBC…