Here is chapter 8 for you all. I hope you enjoy it.

Cindy.

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"Holy crap! I nearly forgot!" Dean suddenly exclaimed.

"Forgot what?" Sam asked, jumping at the outburst.

"The video. Some guy got the whole incident on his digital recorder. He downloaded it onto your computer!" Dean replied, smacking his forehead with his palm. "I can't believe I forgot!"

"Are you serious? We need to watch that video. Maybe there'll be something useful on it."

"I'm right with you Sam. Let me go get the laptop out of the car. I'll be right back."

Dean headed to the car, leaving Sam with his thoughts. Sam knew Dean was right about their lives. He felt the same way. He would never give up this life for a normal one if it meant not having Dean around. It was just so hard to not blame himself. After all, it is him that the demon wants he thought. His mom and Jess were killed because they got in the way of the demon's plans. But why were innocent people dying? People he didn't even know. And why didn't he have a vision about Annie? He had the dream about Dean, and Annie died. It didn't make sense. Maybe the dream was just that, but then a vision tried to push through and instead of seeing Annie die, he saw Dean. God, he hoped that was right.

"Sam! Helloooo.... is anybody home?" Dean quipped, waving his hand in front of Sam's face.

Sam jumped, startled out of his thoughts. "Um, sorry. What were you saying?"

"I was saying you need to start this puppy up so we can get a look at the recording."

"Oh, okay. Just a second," Sam said, struggling to open the computer. He finally got the computer booted up, so all that was left was to find the file. Once he found it, he clicked it open.

"Okay, it'll take just a minute to start playing."

Dean pulled the chair closer to the edge of Sam's bed to get a better view. The video started out like every other vacation video would. It panned over the mountains and waterfalls before it settled on Annie. Once Annie came into view, Dean heard Sam take in a quick breath. He wondered how hard this had to be for Sam, considering how much Annie looked like Jess. He ventured a quick glance at Sam, who was staring intently at the screen. His breathing was a little quick, but other than that, he seemed okay.

Dean looked back at the screen just in time to see Annie burst into flames. What followed was chaos. People were screaming, running. Then Sam came into view, grabbing the girl and pulling her down. Then it was Dean who appeared, pulling Sam away from her and beating out the fire on his arms. The camera stayed on Annie, Sam and Dean for another minute then unsteadily panned about as the cameraman began to wander, "Oh my God! Oh my God!" being chanted over and over in a shocked tone, then the screen went blank and snowy.

Sam sat silently for a moment, Dean watching him closely. He straightened on the bed and gave a small smile. "Okay. We need to slow it down. See if anything shows up at a slower speed," he said softly.

"I can do it Sam," Dean replied, worry etched into his features.

"No. I'm okay. Two sets of eyes are better than one."

"Okay. Play it again Sam!"

Sam looked at Dean, rolling his eyes. "Funny Dean."

Dean smiled and shrugged his shoulders. They played the recording over and over, slower and slower, and still didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. Well, except for the girl spontaneously combusting. They both stood up, stretching their tired muscles.

"Well Sam, that didn't help much. Except to show that nobody was near enough to Annie to have done this," Dean stated.

"What are we going to do now?" Sam asked.

"We go to Annie's apartment. Check it out. Plus, I'm hungry. Are you hungry?"

"Not really Dean."

"Sam, you gotta eat."

"I know, I know. Okay, we'll go eat, then Annie's apartment."

"Then, back here so you can get some sleep for a few hours before we hit the Blue Moon."

"Dean, I can't sleep. We don't even know where the Blue Moon is."

"You sleep, I find out where it is, deal?"

"Fine, but we have to be there earlier than closing time."

"We'll be good if we get there around midnight."

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"Are you gonna eat that?" Dean said through a mouthful of fries.

Sam looked at his plate and slid it across the table. Dean picked up the half eaten cheeseburger and stuffed half of it in his mouth.

"Geez Dean, you can't even close your mouth because it's stuffed so full of food," Sam said with disgust.

"A man's gotta eat Sam. Even you."

"I did eat."

"Half a cheeseburger? Since yesterday Sam."

"I had breakfast."

"A few pieces of cantelope is not breakfast."

"Drop it Dean. We need to get moving. We're running out of time."

"Okay, okay!" Dean said, stuffing the rest of the cheeseburger into his mouth.

"You're a pig, you know that?"

"I'll take that as a compliment Sammy!"

Sam shook his head, wondering not for the first time if he was adopted, and stood up from the table, making his way to the cash register to pay for their meal. Dean dropped three singles on the table and followed Sam out of the restaurant.

"What's the address Dean?" Sam asked, opening the passenger door of the Impala and sliding onto the seat.

"Uh, just a sec," Dean said, getting behind the wheel and reaching up to grab a slip of paper from the visor.

"2480 Flathead Lane. Unit 14D. Whitefish."

"Okay, let's go."

Thirty minutes later, they pulled into the parking area of the Mountain Vistas apartment complex, and parked in front of building D. They soon found unit 14 and just as Dean was about to pick the lock, the door opened, surprising both of the brothers. A short, pretty girl with dark brown eyes stopped short at the sight of the two men.

"Oh my God! Who are you?" she asked wearily.

"Uh, we're investigating the death of Annie Samson. I'm Detective Sloan, and this is Detective Garner" Dean replied. "And you are...?"

"Oh, I'm Jenny Mitchell," the girl said, tears forming in her eyes. "I've already talked to the police. They said it looks like an accident."

"That is what it appears to be, but we just need to fill in a few blanks," Sam said softly. "Are you going to be okay?"

"I just can't believe she's dead!"

"Were you two close?" Dean asked.

"Best friends since high school."

"I'm so sorry for your loss," Sam said sympathetically.

"Thank you Detective Garner."

"You can call me Sam."

"Okay, Sam," she said, a small smile forming on her lips.

"So, do you live here too?" Dean asked.

"No, I inherited my grandmother's house. I just stay here once in a while, and we watch movies or whatever. I couldn't believe it when the police showed up earlier and told me Annie was dead," Jenny cried.

"Do you mind if we look around?" Sam asked.

"Um, I guess it'll be okay."

Jenny stepped aside to let the brothers pass then followed them inside. They looked around the apartment, not really knowing what they were looking for.

"Dean," Sam whispered, pulling Dean aside and out of earshot of Jenny. "Did you find anything?"

"No man. Nothing on EMF."

"No sulphur either."

"There you go Sam, it's not the demon."

"Well, the attack didn't happen here Dean."

"Yeah, well if it was the demon, I'm sure he would have been here at some point."

"I don't know..." Sam said, catching sight of something across the room.

"What is it Sam?"

Sam walked to the bookcase, picking up a picture from the shelf.

"That's him!"

"Who?"

"The guy from my vision," Sam whispered urgently.

"Are you sure? This looks like an old picture," Dean stated, taking the picture from Sam.

"Positive Dean. That's him!"

"Jenny. Do you know this guy?" Dean asked, walking over to Jenny and showing her the picture.

"Yes. That's Danny. Why?" Jenny asked.

"He looks familiar, like I've seen him before," Sam replied, walking up to Dean and Jenny.

"He works at the Blue Moon. Maybe you've seen him there."

"We're not really from the area. Where's the Blue Moon?" Dean queried.

"It's just outside of Columbia Falls."

"What's Danny's last name?" Sam asked.

"Donner."

"Danny Donner?" Dean asked, smirking.

"I know, he got a lot of crap in school for that."

"I'll bet!"

"Dean!" Sam quipped.

"Sorry."

"Were Annie and Danny together?" Sam asked, nudging Dean when he began to giggle.

"Back in high school. I don't think they've seen each other for a while. Annie just moved back a few months ago.'

"So, you guys were all close back in school?" Sam queried.

"Oh yeah. Me, Annie, Danny, Mia and Alex. We were the 'It Club'."

"The 'It Club'?" Dean asked.

"Yeah. That's what everyone called us. And everyone wanted to be in the club. We were the most popular kids in school."

"Huh. Sounds like you were the ....Hey Sam! What was that for?" Dean asked incredulously as Sam smacked him in the back of the head.

"Don't pay attention to my partner. He was the school geek!" Sam responded with a smirk.

"Whatever! You suck!"

"What are Mia and Alex's last names?" Sam asked, ignoring Dean.

"Mia Danvers and Alex Martin. Why?"

"Well, if you were all that close in school, we'll want to talk to them," Sam answered.

"Oh. Mia's in Portland, I think. I haven't seen her since graduation. She went to Europe for the summer, then college. She never came back here. Alex is in Kalispell. The only one I stayed close to was Annie."

"Well, we can look Alex up in Kalispell at least," Sam replied.

"Thanks for your help Jenny. Could you give us your number in case we have any more questions?" Dean asked, still glaring at Sam.

"Oh sure. I'll write it down. Do you need my address too?" Jenny said, looking at Sam.

"Um, sure, that would be great," Sam said, blushing.

Jenny wrote her address and number down on a sheet of paper and handed it to Sam, flashing him a coy smile. Sam took the paper and smiled uncomfortably back.

"Thanks again. We'll be talking to you again," Dean said, not missing the awkward exchange.

"What was that all about?" Dean asked on the way to the car.

"I don't know Dean. She's upset and I was the one being nice to her I guess," Sam retorted.

"I was nice! What are you talking about?"

"Forget it. Did you notice that she really didn't seem too fond of Danny Donner?"

"Danny Donner. That cracks me up!" Dean snorted.

"Dean! He's going to die tonight if we don't stop it. Focus, okay!"

"Okay, okay. You're right. And yeah, I did feel a little negative vibe there."

"Okay. Let's head back to the motel. I need to look up Mia Danvers and Alex Martin on the computer."

"Wait a minute Sam. You're getting some sleep, remember?" Dean stated, shooting Sam his I'm the boss look.

"Not now Dean. First Annie, now Danny…shut up Dean, who's to say that the 'It Club' isn't being targeted for some reason. I need to find out what I can about these guys."

"So, old yellow eyes is attacking stuck up used to be's? Why? Because they were popular? Do you think he was picked on in demon school?" Dean teased.

"Shut up Dean! This is serious. Jenny could be in danger too! We've got to stop this!"

"Calm down Sam. I was just kidding."

"You are so not funny Dean. I don't want anyone else to die."

"Okay, you're right. Why don't we find a library so you can use their computer?"

"Why?"

"Because I may be able to catch someone at the high school, find out about the 'It Club'."

"You don't even know what high school they went to."

"Wrong Sam!"

"You do? How?"

"I snagged Annie's yearbook," Dean said, pulling the book from inside his jacket.

"Columbia Falls High. Way to go Dean. Okay, let's stop and ask where the library is and you can drop me off, then you can go to the high school."

"Sounds like a plan."

Dean sped out of the apartment complex parking lot and headed for Columbia Falls. Sam sat quietly in the passenger seat, lost in thought. Dean couldn't help but notice how run down and tired Sam looked. When this job was over, he was going to give Sam a real vacation. If they had to lock themselves in some motel room somewhere, Dean would do it. Sam needed to rest. He hadn't even fully recovered from his ordeal in South Dakota yet and now he had burned hands and visions assaulting him. Dean didn't know how much more the kid could take. And the fact that this could be the work of the demon scared Dean to no end.

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There it is. Please let me know what you think. I think someone has a little crush on Sammy. What do you think?

Cindy.