There was no time to waste, Sam thought as he tried to run as fast as he could, but trying to wait for Hannah at the same time. Her ankle still hurt and couldn't place any weight on it. Sam decided to take her on his shoulder after she had gone down the stairs and ran after the screaming voice.

"So the cycle's been broken?" Sam asked.

"Yeah. And I'm assuming that everything is going to change. I sure hope that he decides to keep on doing his murders in the library or else we are in trouble." Hannah pointed at her car. "We need to make a stop and get some ammo. Put me down I'll be fine."

"You sure?" Sam asked as he let Hannah off of him.

"I've been hunting this thing for too long now and I want it gone tonight!" She answered as she opened the trunk of her car. They took everything they needed and left for the library.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Hannah asked as she ran next to Sam.

"I am not letting you go in there all by yourself, injured. I'll be officially done with hunting when this is over."

He smiled at her, which made her blush. She knew he couldn't have seen her face turning red since it was already dark outside, but told him thank you and didn't say another word until they got inside.

"We have to help that person first." Started Hannah as she turned on her flash light. "You get her and then you leave."

"What? Why would I leave you here?"

"Because you are a student here and you are in danger. I am not giving you away as bait!"

"That's crap and you know it. Hannah, you've said it before; the cycle's changed. That means you are in danger too!"

"Sam, I'm not going back on my word!" For some reason, Hannah really reminded Sam of Dean. He decided to let it go, ignoring the fact that Hannah wanted to become the bait.

"So what do we do?"

"Well, he's always killed his victim by night, so I'm guessing we have to lure him up and keep him here until sunrise. But I've got a plan."

"What is it?" But Hannah couldn't answer as she heard a sound of a girl screaming from the lunch room. Both of them ran to the sound and found the girl sitting on the floor and starring at a guy trying to attack her.

"HEY!" Hannah screamed as she shot some rock salt at the men who felt on floor, but quickly got up.

"Come on, we have to go before it's too late! You know what to do!" Hannah ran to the stairs, trying to hop on her good foot as Sam helped out the girl.

"You need to get out of here right now." Sam told the girl who nodded and ran out. Sam decided to follow Hannah downstairs but couldn't see her anywhere.

Sam slowly walked towards the audio room where he had found Hannah before. He took out the gun he had place at his waistband and placed it at the ready. He looked everywhere around him, making sure no one else was around. That's when he felt a pain hit his nose as someone who hid in the following aisle punched him.

"For the love of God Sam! What in the world are you still doing in here?!"

Sam felt blood coming out of his nostrils. "Trying to help you but jeez you have to stop hitting me! It's a spirit possessing some guy I am not gonna let you do this by yourself!"

There was a sound and Hannah pulled Sam in the aisle with her. They could both see the shadow walking around the place.

"Follow me and shut up." Hannah whispered.

Sam followed her to the audio room door which she opened with the help of a hair pin.

"You stay here, hide and wait for the signal." She ordered him as she went inside.

"What signal?" But it was too late she had closed the door.

Sam waited for more than half an hour, trying to figure out what Hannah was doing in the room. For some reason he thought about his brother. Wondering where he was at the moment, and why he had called in the first place. Sam had wanted to call him back as soon as he could, but wasn't sure what to tell his brother. He wasn't mad at his brother, he knew that much, but the bond Dean and dad had was so much different than the one they had. He just couldn't bear to find look at his father anymore.

Sam heard some sound coming his way and got out of his day dream. He felt that the signal would been soon, but still wasn't sure on what to do yet. He heard some quiet thuds coming from the audio room which would've probably been gun shots and kept on wondering how Hannah was doing. He quickly found out that she was alright when the door opened and she screamed : "CLOSE THE DOOR! NOW!"

Sam knew he couldn't wait and do something else. He closed down the door while Hannah placed some salt on the floor in front of the door. The spirit was now sealed in.

"Wow!" Said Sam. "Where you'd get that bag of salt?"

"I've been here more than once Sam. I work alone so I plan things ahead."

Sam was more than surprised on how things had turned out and sat down in front of the door along with Hannah. "So the spirit is possessing someone, and the police hasn't been looking for any missing person right?"

"Not that I know of" Hannah answered.

"Are you sure he was cremated?"

"Yeah. At least I think he was."

There was a long pause.

"So how sure are you that he's going to let go at sun rise?"

"I am not sure, but I hope it works because he's not gonna like us if we finds us."

When both of them looked out the window and saw the Sun rising up a few minutes after, there was no more sound in the room. Things had worked out after all...