Hey everyone! Thanks so much for being patient with me and this story. This chapter was meant to be a filler one, and seeing as it doesn't actually follow an episode, I found it a bit harder to write! Had a really weird writer's block, and a friend of mine has been BEGGING me to write her this Twilight story, so I got that started, and it sort of got me back into writing, and I managed to do the filler chapter, finally. Sorry it took so long though!

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~ so, this has a bit of a time skip, as I'm sure you'll notice... (I do enjoy them sometimes!) but it was cause it's a filler and all... hope you like!

Chapter Six

Dean stood outside Bobby's house, leaning against the hood of the Impala, with a beer in one hand, and a bright pink card in the other. It was an invitation to a Pink Party event in New York - and he was required to dress formally, preferably a tux. He grunted as he read 'formal wear required' and took a sip of his beer. He and Sam have gotten to know their newest family addition, and Dean had no doubt that he would sell his soul for her - either that, or attend a Pink Party event in New York.

"So you're considering it?" Sam said, walking out of Bobby's house, also holding onto a beer, but with a smirk on his face. "Tux or suit with a pink shirt?"

"Tux." Dean muttered, and rolled his eyes. He rather carelessly folded the invitation and put it into his front jeans pocket.

"You know, it's her last weekend in New York before she moves in with us." Sam said, and Dean nodded as he took another sip of his beer. "Can't believe I'm actually gonna be responsible for someone."

"I'm not that worried." Dean shrugged.

"Jack said we can stay at the Remington house, so we don't have to worry about finding a motel." Sam said, taking a sip of his beer, which Dean copied.

"Oh, what a shame, I was hoping to stay at the Plaza." Dean said, sarcastically.

"Come on, Dean." Sam said, giving Dean the look which made Dean give in to anything Sam said - even the bad ideas Sam sometimes came up with. "The kid's been really good at learning this stuff, she's been a good help too, and she hasn't asked anything in return - well, apart from attending the Pink Party - and-"

"Fine." Dean growled. Sam smiled and headed back into Bobby's home. "Stupid puppy-dog eyes." Dean muttered.

...

Evie strolled around the entire first floor of the Remington House, which was looking better and better by the hour. She smiled, feeling extremely proud of her ability to jump in and organise an event this big - although, she couldn't deny that her friends had been a big help on that front. Evie's temporary anger towards Nate subsided the moment he offered up his house to host the event.

"Not bad, Dawson." Nate said, walking in, carrying his tuxedo in a transparent bag.

"Think of the devil, and he shall appear." Evie said, turning to face him.

"Don't you mean 'speak of the devil'?" Nate asked, raising an eyebrow, but Evie rolled her eyes.

"Good choice." Evie said, now walking towards him, eyeing the tuxedo.

"Well, you did pick it out." Nate smirked.

"And I'm assuming everything's set with the caterer?" Evie asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Got it done first thing." Nate said, with a slight nod.

"Good." Evie smiled, and walked off. She stopped to greet Peter by the door, before heading elsewhere.

"You're such a suck up." Peter said, rolling his eyes.

"Shut up." Nate replied.

"You are." Peter smirked. "And she's not even mad at you anymore." Nate rolled his eyes this time, and exited the room.

"Master Nathaniel, sir?" Albert, the Remington's usual head butler, called. Nate paused in his tracks and turned to face Albert with an eyebrow raised. "A Sam and Dean Winchester have arrived, sir?"

"Joy." Nate sighed. "Yeah, uh, they're Evie's older brothers." Nate said, and Albert nodded, and he left to collect the Winchesters. Nate waited, seemingly politely, so the two wouldn't feel entirely lost.

"Hey." Sam said, with a small wave, as they walked in. Dean seemed to stare around the house, curiously.

"Dude, you've been here before, remember?" Nate said, rolling his eyes, and Sam elbowed Dean.

"Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure there was a lot less pink." Dean said, rubbing his arm. "So where's the kid?" Dean asked, clasping his hands together. Nate rolled his eyes at him, again, before turning to walk off. Sam and Dean glanced at each other, before following.

"Winchesters!" Jack Remington called out, from the top of the stairs, as Sam and Dean followed Nate. "Good to see you're safe and well. Evie's filled me in on your last couple of cases." Jack made his way down the stairs and properly greeted the brothers.

"Yeah... Definitely glad to be back in my own body, that's for sure." Sam said.

"It happens to the best of us." Jack shrugged. "So, you two got your suits for tonight?"

"Tux, you mean?" Nate said, raising an eyebrow. "Unless you want a tiny brunette threatening to kill you with her Miu Miu's."

"Miu Miu?" Dean asked confused.

"It's a shoe brand." Sam said, with a wave of his hand.

"And you know this, how?" Dean asked, eyes narrowed, and a teasing tone to his voice which made Sam roll his eyes.

"Hey!" Evie squealed, excitedly, as she rushed down the hall to greet them. "It's so good to see you guys!" She said, immediately pulling Sam into a hug, who returned it, gratefully. She paused before hugging Dean, and gave him a pat on the shoulder instead. She'd learnt, rather quickly, that Dean definitely wasn't one to hug in front of others. "Tonight is going to be amazing!" Evie grinned. "Everything's set up. The food is delicious. We've got an amazing DJ-"

"So perhaps you should start getting ready?" Jack suggested. "Guests should start arriving in a couple of hours..."

"Crap!" Evie gasped, glancing down at her watch. "Okay! I'll see you all just before the party!" Evie said, eagerly, and turned to head back to her room. "Oh! If Gwen gets here, send her up!"

"Will do." Jack called out.

"Well, she's excited." Sam chuckled.

"So, uh, what happens at these parties?" Dean asked, rather worriedly.

"People come, eat, have a good time, donate to charity, and then they leave." Jack stated. "And some of us keep a look out for crashers."

"Peter's mom was taking care of the security side of things, though." Nate said, knowingly. "She'd probably have a heart attack if something happened to her precious son." Nate added, smirking.

"What about supernatural stuff?" Dean asked.

"That's why we're here, isn't it?" Jack grinned.

...

Sam and Dean were sat with Peter and Jack in one of the front rooms when Evie's friends Gwen and Max arrived. Gwen, a girl pretty much as small as Evie, with platinum blonde hair and bright blue eyes, had eyed Sam and Dean with a slight look of disgust, which didn't go unnoticed by Dean. Her boyfriend, Max, was tall, thin, with dark skin and a shaved head. He gave the brothers an awkward wave, before taking a seat next to Peter.

"That's Sam." Peter said, pointing at Sam, who gave a short wave. "And that's Dean." Peter added, and Dean gave the two guests a small smile. "They're Evie's brothers."

"She's got more brothers?" Gwen said, incredulously. "More of her dad's kids, I'm guessing?" She added, with an eye roll. "I swear that guy is a good for nothing-"

"Gwen." Max said, quickly, after noticing the look in Dean's eyes.

"So where's the pocket rocket?" Gwen asked, with a slight sigh. "I am dying to see her dress over here."

"Upstairs, fourth door to the right." Jack instructed. Gwen smiled and walked out of the room.

"Thank God." Max sighed. "She's been going on about that damn dress the entire drive here." Max added. He looked over at Sam and Dean, feeling rather awkward. "So, uh, Evie's brothers huh?"

"They're weird, but kinda cool." Peter said, nodding, and Dean narrowed his eyes at him. "What?" Peter asked, innocently.

...

Gwen squealed, extremely loudly, when Evie finally put on her dress for the party. "Best. Purchase. Ever."

"Nana picked it out." Evie said, with a small smile on a face as she looked at her reflection. "Valentino." Evie said, twirling round and smirking at Gwen.

"Your Nana did always have good taste." Gwen smiled, sympathetically. "But, I swear, you better have shoes that go with those."

"Of course I do!" Evie grinned, excitedly. "This really is a good dress, isn't it?" Evie said, as she turned back to face the mirror.

"I don't think 'good' is the word you're looking for, babe." Gwen said, raising an eyebrow. "But in other news... How are things with Nathaniel?"

"Same as always." Evie said, rolling her eyes.

"He so wants you." Gwen smirked.

"Gwen-"

"And I suggest you get on the Remington wagon soon, before some dumb blonde shows up and steals him away." Gwen said. "And I can say that, 'cause I'm a blonde." Gwen added, making Evie stare at her, amused. "What?"

"Nothing." Evie chuckled, shaking her head. "Anyway, I'm not sticking around New York anymore, remember?"

"Oh yeah... You've got brothers now." Gwen said, rolling her eyes. "C'mon, Evie, would you really want to get rid of the great Manhattan for a tatty, old car?" Gwen said, raising an eyebrow. "I saw that thing when Max was parking. It was hard to miss."

"I suggest you don't let Dean hear that." Evie warned.

"I get it, they're sorta hot, I mean, if you like that hillbilly, rugged look-"

"Gwen, gross!" Evie whined. "They're my brothers!"

"Yeah, well, I'm trying to make sense of this madness." Gwen said, rolling her eyes. "You, my dearest Evelyn, are a Manhattan baby. Do you really think you'll last more than a month away from this place?"

"Gwen-"

"I mean you left the first time... Then you came back... Then you left again... And now you're back, again. I mean, make up your mind, girl, 'cause I can't keep up." Gwen said and Evie simply sighed.

...

Dean shifted uncomfortably on the spot. Two people had already mistaken him for being some 'Oliver Carlisle', but he had been quick to dismiss them. He and Sam stood quietly, and kept mostly to themselves, as they watched the people around them interact endlessly. He silently wondered how Evie did it. "I'll give her an hour before she's complaining about them heels." Dean whispered to Sam, and chuckled. He accepted yet another glass of champagne that was handed to him, with a wide grin.

"Never pictured you as the champagne type." Sam said, raising his eyebrow.

"It's free. Can't complain." Dean shrugged.

"Wow..." Gwen said, approaching the two. "Now that's definitely the kind of thing I imagined you saying."

"Gwen, right?" Sam said, trying to sound polite.

"Why are you two here?" Gwen asked, frowning slightly.

"We got invited." Dean said, giving her a very sarcastic smile.

"But you don't belong here." Gwen said. "And Evie doesn't belong with you."

"I think we'll let Evie decide that." Dean said.

"Look here, Sam and Dean, Evie and I have been friends since forever, and I'm not about to let you guys take her away from me. So if I were you, I'd watch my back." Gwen said, threateningly, and she walked off.

"She's so nice." Dean said, sarcastically, and Sam laughed.

...

Jack was listening attentively to a wild tale by one of his step-father's friends, a war veteran, when there was a sudden, loud and shrill scream. Jack turned to find the source almost immediately, and took notice of the crowd that was forming by the garden doors. "SOMEONE CALL 911!" Jack heard Ella, Peter's older and extremely annoying cousin, scream out. Jack pushed passed the small crowd and eventually saw Peter lying stone cold on the patio.

"Give him some space!" Sam called out, as he too pushed through the crowd. "What happened?"

"I don't know." Jack said, searching for a pulse. "He's breathing... Just passed out?"

...

Evie and Gwen were conversing with Yale alumni when Nate came rushing into the room, desperately looking for something. He locked eyes with Evie and rushed toward her, and Evie had his full attention instantly.

"We're going to have to end this early." Nate whispered, hoping not to draw unwanted attention - however, Gwen seemed to watch them with a smirk on her face.

"End this? Why?" Evie said, a little louder than she intended to - which she realised, when Nate shushed her. "What's going on?"

"Peter passed out. Said he thought he saw a ghost or something. Dean's gone to check upstairs, Jack's in the basement, and Sam's in the garden." Nate said, as fast as he could. "You and I need to get everyone out as fast as possible."

"But what about the event?" Evie asked, her eyes widening. "This could ruin-"

"Evie, the safety of these people is more important, right?" Nate said, raising an eyebrow. "Family emergency is what we're going for, okay?"

"Mine or yours?" Evie asked, puffing out her cheeks in annoyance slightly.

"Mine." Nate said, and then he turned to head to another room. Evie groaned, frustrated.

...

"I already told you I'm not leaving!" Gwen shrieked. "Besides, it's like ten!"

"Yeah, and party's over." Nate said, rolling his eyes.

"Checked everywhere upstairs, found nothing." Dean said, irritably.

"Had the same result in the attic." Jack sighed. "Sam's still outside though."

"Checked for what?" Gwen asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Dude, help me out here?" Nate said, turning to face Max, annoyed. Max sighed, and got up off the armchair and put his arm around Gwen.

"If it's serious we can help, you know that, right?" Max said, and Nate nodded irritably. "But fine... C'mon babe, let's get outta here."

"I'm not leaving until we get a decent explanation as to why this party's now cancelled." Gwen said, narrowing her eyes. "Don't you get what this will do to your reputation, Remington? This was a charity event!"

"Yeah, I know, Gwen." Nate said, pushing her out the door.

"I am not leaving!" Gwen squealed.

"Nothing out there either." Sam said, walking back into the room.

"Maybe it's gone?" Evie asked, as she followed Sam into the room. "I thought you were getting rid of them?" Evie added, nodding towards Gwen and Max.

"Hey, was this always here?" Dean asked, walking towards the fireplace and picking up a dark blue vase. Jack walked over to him and eyed the vase curiously.

"No..." Jack said, slightly confused.

"And thank God too, that's one ugly thing." Gwen said, scrunching up her nose.

"Gwen... It's really best if you and Max go." Evie said, frowning slightly.

"Now even I'm curious." Max said, walking back into the house, and before Evie could protest, the door slammed shut behind him. Sam and Dean glanced at each other, while everyone else in the room jumped.

"Well, whatever it is, it wants us in here." Sam said.

"Okay... This is so not funny anymore." Gwen said, nervously.

"I suggest we keep Max and Gwen safe. Sam, Dean, you two good to keep lookout by the stairs?" Jack asked, and the two nodded, heading out of the room. "Nate..." Jack threw a gun toward Nate, which he caught effortlessly.

"WOAH!" Gwen shrieked.

"WHY THE HELL-" Max began, but Nate cut him off.

"If you two seriously don't shut up, I will push you out through the window." Nate said, annoyed. "Long story short - my brother, and Evie's brothers hunt monsters. Deal with it."

"You're so subtle at explaining things." Evie smirked.

...

Dean walked around the large hallway while Sam remained halfway up the stairs. They had been this way for the past half hour and still no sign of a possible ghost. Dean groaned irritably. "We should try searching for something else. A demon maybe?"

"It's Jack's turf, Dean, just let him call the shots." Sam said, with a slight shrug, and Dean muttered a few words under his breath.

"Dead end over here too?" Jack asked, appearing in the hallway.

"Completely." Dean said, rolling his eyes.

"Alright, maybe it's not a ghost?" Jack suggested.

Then, suddenly, there was a loud crashing sound from one of the rooms upstairs. Nate suddenly opened the door of the room they were in and poked his head out. "You hear that?" He asked, eyebrows creased.

"Yeah, we'll go check it out." Jack assured.

"Do I really have to stay here and babysit?" Evie asked, poking her head out the doorway also.

"Yes." Sam and Dean replied simultaneously, making Evie frown and head back into the room.

"Here." Jack said, handing Nate another gun and a silver knife. "It might not be a ghost, so don't rely on salt bullets."

"Thanks." Nate said, rolling his eyes. "Now Evie and Gwen can fight over who gets which weapon."

Sam and Dean cautiously walked across the upstairs hallway, trying to pinpoint where the sound could've originated from. They swiftly opened all the doors they encountered, until they finally reached the end of the hallway - and no trace of a ghost was seen.

"I've scanned the entire basement again." Jack said, as they met up again in the kitchen. "Nothing."

"You sure that kid saw anything at all?" Dean asked, irritably.

"He wouldn't lie about it, would he?" Sam said, rather uncertain.

"No... I don't think so... Not after what happened with that Patrick person." Jack said, frowning slightly.

"So we're sitting ducks?" Sam asked.

"Yup." Jack sighed - and then suddenly, the power went out.

...

"Jack?" Nate called out, and Sam appeared with two torches in hand, handing one to Nate.

"Dean's gone to check what caused it." Sam said, with a sigh.

"The door's still jammed shut. Won't budge." Max said.

"Yeah, tried it earlier too." Sam nodded. "We've got no clue what this is."

"Wires cut." Dean said, meeting them in the hallway.

"Like, cut, cut?" Nate asked, furrowing his eyebrows. "Why would a ghost, or demon, or whatever, bother with that?"

"They wouldn't." Sam frowned.

Suddenly, a loud siren sound started blasting outside. "WHAT THE HECK?" Gwen shrieked, as she followed Evie out of the room to meet the others in the hallway.

"WE NEED TO FIGURE THIS OUT!" Sam shouted at Dean, but it was impossible to hear him over the siren.

"WHAT?" Dean shouted back, clearly confused.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" Jack shouted, running in, and accidently crashing into Max. Then, before could anyone could yell again, the siren stopped.

"Is this your idea of a joke, Remington?" Gwen said, furiously.

"Oh, yeah, cause I've got time to be this creative and watch over your ass." Nate said, rolling his eyes.

Suddenly, the front door unlocked itself and opened. Standing outside was a dark figure, soaked from head to toe, with wild, long, dark hair that reached down to its waist and covered its face. It looked like it came from a horror film. It began moving, creepily, into the house. Gwen screamed, terrified, and grabbed onto the nearest person - which happened to be Dean, and Dean simply rolled his eyes. Evie stood firmly, and aimed her salt-gun at the creature.

"Move and I'll shoot!" Evie spat. Sam, Dean, Nate and Jack also had their guns up. The creature took one step, and Evie got ready to fire.

"WOULD SOMEONE JUST SHOOT IT ALREADY?" Gwen cried, desperately.

Then, without warning, the creature dropped to the floor, and a strange sound was coming from it - the sound of... Laughter?

"What the-" Jack began, dropping his gun immediately. Evie stared at it, with the gun still aimed at it, confused.

"You should've seen the look on your faces!" It cried, as it removed the large wig from its face and revealed itself to be Peter. "BEST! PRANK! EVER!"

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Evie screamed, but was held back by Jack before she could attach her hands to Peter's neck.

"God, Peter, you're such a loser!" Gwen said, irritably.

...

Evie finished packing the last of her things and finally closed her suitcase. It was hard to go back to her Nana's place, but it had to be done - and it was best that it was done by her, as only she knew what she wanted to take with her.

"The place officially goes on the market on Monday." Nate said, stopping by the door of Evie's old bedroom. Evie nodded at this. "You sure?" Evie turned to face him now. "You sure you wanna leave Manhattan?"

"Yeah..." Evie said, with a sigh. "I need a change... Especially after losing Nana..." Nate nodded. "I don't know... I might come back, I guess? But for now? I think I just need to get away for a bit."

"Fair enough." Nate said.

"Although, I must admit I'm a little bit hurt that you're not gonna protest." Evie said, walking toward Nate, with a mischievous smirk.

"You're just dying to hear how much I want you to stay." Nate smirked back. He took a few steps forward, meeting her halfway, and placed a hand on her chin, tilting her head up. "But you know how I feel on that front." Nate leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips. "And besides, maybe with you in another state, we won't have to hide our relationship?"

"Yeah, cause your mom wouldn't find that the least bit suspicious." Evie said, rolling her eyes, and Nate laughed. "You need to laugh more. I like it when you laugh."

"It's saved for special occasions only." Nate said, teasingly. "C'mon on then..." Nate said, with a sigh. "Before I change my mind and kidnap you, or something."

"Sounds interesting." Evie said, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't tempt me, Dawson." Nate warned.

...

"All set to go?" Dean called out, as Nate helped Evie carry her things. He mentally groaned as he saw the three suitcases.

"I'll send over the rest." Nate said, as he put one of the suitcases in the car.

"You've got more stuff?" Dean asked, incredulously, and Sam sent him a glare.

"Yeah, hope that's okay..." Evie said, furrowing her eyebrows.

"It's fine. Dean's just being dramatic." Sam smiled.

"Am not." Dean muttered. "Just gonna get a bit cramped up over at Bobby's that's all."

"Need me to take some?" Nate asked.

"No... It'll be fine." Evie smiled, and closed the boot of the Impala. "See you around, Remington." Evie said, with a sigh. "And try not to hurt yourself?" She added, with a smirk - which Nate returned.

Nate took a step back onto the pavement and watched as the three got into the Impala. He waved as Dean drove off, and he remained on the spot until the car was no longer in sight. With a small frown forming on his face, Nate stepped back onto the road. "TAXI!"

- fin - for now at least!

next chapter will be based around an episode, so I'm hoping I'll find it easier to write! Hope you liked the filler still though :) :)

and nate and evie? What will happen? x