Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Supernatural characters as they are the property of the CW. I do, however, own any characters introduced within the story as they are sole property of my mind.

Summary: Hot tempered. Stubborn. Strong headed. Smartass. Dean Winchester has met his match in the form of a female out on a hunt. Supernatural hunters themselves, 21 year old Artemis Flora Summers and her best friend find themselves tangled within the Winchester web as they join the boys on their hunt for their father. Hiding a dark secret that only her best friend knows, Artemis begins to find it hard to keep it a secret as she clashes head on with the eldest of the Winchester boys. What happens when she realizes that she may be falling head over heels for him? Is the past about to repeat itself once again with her?


Hell House

"Hey Art?"

"What?"

"Where's the rabbit?"

"In my bag. Why?"

"Bring him out."

"Why?"

"Sam's asleep." I looked up from sketch pad to see Dean looking at me through the rearview with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. Raising an eyebrow, I leaned forward and peered over the front seat of the Impala to find that Sam was indeed sleeping. With his mouth slightly open if I might add. Looking over at Dean, I gave him a smirk and knew exactly what he was getting at. Checking to make sure that Kiki was still asleep as well, I leaned down and pulled Mr. Hoppy out of my bag before leaning over the front seat and carefully placing him beneath Sam's right arm. Looking over at Dean, he snickered and placed a plastic spoon into his brother's mouth before pulling out his cell phone. Wanting in on this picture, I carefully wrapped my arms around Sam and pretended like I was going to kiss him as I turned to face Dean with a slight smirk. Chuckling, he opened up his cell phone and snapped a picture, causing me to quickly sit back in my seat and grab my sketch pad as Dean blasted the music. I let out a laugh as both Sam and Kiki shot up from their sleep, Sam sort of gagging on the spoon in his mouth. Sam turned around and gave me a glare before looking over at Dean.

"Ha-ha. Very funny, you two," he said, causing me to snicker as I leant forward and grabbed Mr. Hoppy out from beneath his arm, making kissing noises as I put the rabbit against his face. He gave me a glare as he shoved me back into my seat.

"Sorry. Not a lot of scenery here in east Texas. Kind of got to make your own," Dean said, causing me to snicker.

"Man, we're not kids anymore, Dean. We're not gonna start that shit again," he said.

"Start what up?" Dean asked.

"That prank stuff. It's stupid, and it always escalates," he replied with a bit of an attitude.

"Aw…What's the matter, Sammy? You afraid you're going to get a little Nair in your shampoo again, huh?" Dean asked, causing me to start laughing as I began to picture Sam with the Nair in his hair. Kiki gave me a glare and smack me in the arm before proceeding to smack Dean in the back of the head.

"Stop it, you two. Dean, you're just as bad as Artemis in the child department," she said, shaking her head.

"Come on, Kiki. Live a little. So Dean and I got a little bored. There was no harm done," I said as I tucked my rabbit safely beneath my arm and began to sketch again.

"Whatever. Just remember this. You started it," Sam said as he gave Dean a look, causing Dean to snicker.

"Ho-ho. Bring it on, baldy," he said, causing me to roll my eyes.

"Ok. Enough of this talk. Where are we?" Kiki asked as she changed the subject, a thing she was all too good at when she could feel the tension in the air.

"A few hours outside Richardson. Give me the lowdown again," he replied, causing Sam to pick up a few pieces of paper sitting on the dashboard in front of him.

"Alright. About a month or two ago, this group of kids go poking around this local haunted house…."

"Haunted by what?" I asked as I put my sketch pad down and leant against the front seat.

"Apparently, a pretty misogynistic spirit. Legend goes that it takes girls and strings them up in the rafters. Anyways, this group of kids see this dead girl hanging in the cellar," Sam replied.

"Anybody ID the corpse?" Kiki asked.

"Well, that's the thing. By the time the cops got there, the body was gone. So cops are saying the kids were just yanking chains," he replied.

"Maybe the cops are right," Dean said as I nodded in agreement.

"Maybe, but I read a couple of the kids' firsthand accounts. They seem pretty sincere," he replied.

"Where'd you read these accounts?" Dean asked.

"Well, I knew we were going to be passing through Texas, so, uh, last night I surfed some local paranormal websites. And I found one," he replied, causing me to scoff and shake my head. Sam could be a handful sometimes.

"And what's it called?" Dean asked.

"Hellhoundslair dot com," Kiki replied, causing both Dean and I to look at her with a strange look.

"And let me guess. Streaming live out of mom's basement," I said, causing Dean to chuckle as he shook his head. Sam and Kiki shared a look and merely rolled their eyes at our antics. I think they were annoyed. Since the whole Daeva thing back in Chicago, Dean and I seemed to be getting along on an ok level. We weren't Sam and Kiki and still argued constantly, but we had a new level of understanding. And a new level for annoying the shit out of both Sam and Kiki when we both together and not arguing.

"Most of those websites wouldn't know a ghost if it bit them in the ass," Dean said as Sam shook his head.

"Look. We let dad take off, which was a mistake, by the way. Now we don't know where the hell he is. So in the meantime, we got to find ourselves something to hunt. No harm checking this out," he said, causing me to roll my eyes.

"Alright. So where do we find these kids?" Dean asked.

"Same place you always find kinds in a town like this," he replied, causing me to groan and lean back against my seat. I could tell that this hunt was going to be a pain in my ass. A few hours later, I leant against the Impala seriously wanting to bang my head against it after talking with some of the kids who had been up to this "haunted" house or whatever.

"Geez. You would think that these kids would have their stories straight."

"Let me guess. You got the same thing with them having all different stories about what this girl looked like and what had happened to her or whatever," I said as Dean, Sam, and Kiki approached the Impala.

"Exactly. But there was one thing they all had in common," Dean said.

"What? That they're all psychos with no hidden agenda?" I asked with sarcasm as I rolled my eyes. He gave me a look before shaking his head and muttering under his breath.

"No. Some kid named Craig took them there. That's how they found out about the place," Kiki replied as we got into the car and started heading toward our next destination.

"So let me get this straight. Some guy named Craig took them to this haunted house and they see this dead girl but she suddenly just disappears when the cops show up. Not to mention that they're stories don't exactly match, which is a typical teenager, and you want to go question this guy Craig just to see what's up. Is it me or does this escapade seem kind of not exactly up our alley? Especially since our two brains in the car found it on a website that is probably streaming from mom's basement?" I asked as I looked at Dean.

"You're quite the observer, princess," he replied with sarcasm, causing me to roll my eyes and hit him in the back of the head. His eyes narrowed into slits as he stared at me through the rearview mirror, but I merely stuck my tongue out at him.

"Are you sure you're an adult?" Sam asked as he turned his head to look at me.

"I'm pretty sure. Why?" I asked as I stared at him.

"Because I swear you act like a child 99 of the time," he replied, causing me to stare at him for about a minute before simply shrugging. I guess maybe he was right, but it was just the way I was. Especially since meeting Dean. I couldn't act like an adult when it came to him. The inner child just came out and I really didn't know how to contain it.

"Ok. So you and Artemis just kind of check out the store while Dean and I talk to this guy." I snapped out of my thoughts and smacked Sam in the back of the head, causing him to turn around and give me a glare.

"I just love how you three think you can just order me to do something while you get to have all the fun. Fuck you, Sam. I'm not doing anything you order me to do," I said as my eyes narrowed.

"Artemis…."

"I'm not a fucking weak person, Sam. Stop treating me like one. Just because I have issues doesn't mean I can't still do what I do. So stop treating me like I'm about to fucking break," I snapped as I got out of the car and slammed the door shut with probably more force than necessary.

"Hey, hey, hey. You mind not beating up on my baby?" I rolled my eyes as Dean got out of the car with Sam and Kiki following. I pretty much ignored him and walked into what I think was a place that sold music. Well records I think since I saw lots and lots of albums that had to be placed onto record players. Picking one up, I observed it and looked over my shoulder as Dean came up behind me. He gave me a look and I merely shrugged before putting it back down and looking around for any sign of this kid we were suppose to be talking to.

"Fellas and ladies. Can I help you with anything?" I looked up as a kid with some albums in his hands came toward us.

"Yeah. Are you Craig Thurston?" Sam asked.

"I am," he replied with a nod.

"Oh, well we're reporters with The Dallas Morning News. I'm Dean and this is Sam. And these are some new reporters, Artemis and Kiki, that we're training out in the field," Dean said as Kiki and I gave the kid a nod.

"No way. Yeah, I'm a…I'm a writer too. I write for my school's lit magazine," he said with a chuckle.

"Well, good for you, Morrissey," Dean said as he started to check out some of the albums on display, causing me to roll my eyes and shake my head. Typical Dean.

"Uh…We're doing an article on local haunting, and rumor has it you might know about one," Sam said, causing the kid to look up at us.

"You mean the Hell House?" he asked.

"That's the one," I replied with a nod.

"I didn't think there was anything to the story," he said as he shook his head.

"Well why don't you tell us the story?" Kiki asked, causing the kid to look at her before sighing and making his way back toward the front desk where I think people bought their items or whatever. It's been a long time since I was in a CD store or whatever the hell this was.

"Well, supposedly, back in the 30's, this farmer, Mordechai Murdock, he used to live in the house with his six daughters. It was during the Depression, his crops were failing, and he didn't have enough money to even feed his own children. So I guess that's when he went off the deep end," he replied.

"How?" I asked as I shoved the album out of Dean's hand that he was looking at and pulled him over toward the front desk so we could listen to the rest of the story. I felt his eyes glaring into my back, but I just waved him of with my hand and motioned for the kid to continue.

"Well, he figured it was best if his girls died quick rather than starve to death. So he attacked them. And they screamed, begged for him to stop, but he just strung them up, one after the other. And then, when it was all finished, he turned around and hung himself. Now they say that his spirit is trapped in the house forever and stringing up any other girl that goes inside," he replied.

"And where'd you hear all this?" Dean asked.

"My cousin Dana told me. I don't know where she heard it from. You got to realize that I didn't believe this for a second," he replied.

"But now it seems you do," I said as he gave me a look before shrugging.

"I don't know what the hell to think. You guys, I'll tell you exactly what I told the police, okay? That girl was real. And she was dead. This was not a prank. I swear to God that I don't want to go anywhere near that house ever again, okay?" he asked, causing me to shake my head and leave the store with Kiki following.

"Something doesn't seem right about what he was saying," I said as I shook my head.

"You're usually right with your instincts," she said as I nodded. It was true. Like I had talked with Sam a while back, my instincts were usually always right and what I was feeling right now was that there was more to what he had told us.

"Come on, girls." I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up as Dean and Sam exited the store and headed toward the Impala.

"Where are we going?" Kiki asked.

"To check out this house," Sam replied, causing me to shake my head just slightly as I got into the Impala. I had a feeling that this trip to this "haunted" house was not going to be very pleasant. It was going to be a complete disaster.


"This is totally fucking creepy. Remind me why we're doing this again?"

"Stop complaining, princess." I shot Dean a glare and was about to say something when Sam stepped in between us and shook his head.

"I have to agree with Artemis, Dean. I can't blame the kid," he said as we made our way up toward the house that stood isolated from the moving parts of the town.

"Oh yeah. So much for curb appeal," Dean said as Sam scoffed. I merely rolled my eyes and zipped up my jacket to keep the cool air from making me any more cold than I already was. Splitting off into groups, Sam and Kiki headed around one side of the house while I was stuck with Dean checking out the front and the other side of the house.

"So do you really think that there is a ghost story behind all this? That the house is haunted?" I asked as Dean pulled out his EMF device and turned it on.

"Don't know. Those kids couldn't seem to tell the same story. But as for that kid Craig's story, I don't know," he replied with a shrug.

"Dean, something doesn't seem right about his story," I said, causing him to look up at me with a questionable look.

"What do you mean?" he asked, causing me to sigh and shake my head.

"I don't know. It's just….It's just that the story doesn't make any sense. Something seems to be missing from it. And the three kids he took into that house? Why would the girl be there and then not be there? It just doesn't make any sense," I replied.

"Yeah. Well a lot of these cases we work on don't ever make sense. Especially to you half the time," he said, causing me to roll my eyes.

"Shut up, Dean. I'm being serious. My instincts are telling me that there is something seriously wrong with that story he was telling us. I think this might just be some kind joke or something," I said as I shook my head. He gave me a look before shaking his head and looking down at the EMF device in his hands. It seemed to be buzzing slightly but not enough to tell whether or not the house was indeed haunted.

"You got something?"

"Yeah, but the EMF's no good," Dean replied as Kiki and Sam approached us from around the side of the house.

"Why?" she asked.

"I think that thing's still got a little juice in it. It's screwing with all the readings," Dean replied as he motioned behind them with his head. Turning my head around slightly, I could see a telephone pole with a box standing near the house, which made me pretty much agree with Dean's observation. Any kind of magnetic force like that could screw with any readings the EMF was giving off, thus making us not so sure if something paranormal was happening or not.

"Come on. Let's go." I turned my head back around to see all three of them heading toward the house, causing me to sigh and shake my head. I couldn't believe they were actually going to check out this house. Did they seriously think that something was going here? Rolling my eyes, I quickly hurried after them and fell into step with Dean as he pushed the front door open and went inside. Looking around as we went, I could see symbols painted along the walls as if someone had been conjuring a spirit or was into the whole symbolic/witch era. Or something.

"Looks like old man Murdock was a bit of a tagger during his time," Dean said as I nodded in agreement.

"And after his time too. The reverse cross has been used by Satanists for centuries, but this sigil of sulfur didn't show up in San Francisco until the 60's," Sam said, causing me to look over at Kiki as she gave me a look. We both nodded and knew that someone was definitely in this house after old man Murdock had kicked the bucket and was either conjuring something or was definitely using this place to scare people. I am going with choice number 2 on this one.

"This is exactly why you never get laid." I turned around from Kiki and looked between the two brothers as they gave each other looks. Looking at Sam, knowing Dean had said the comment, I tried hard to keep a straight face as he looked over at me, but it was hard, in which I had to turn away and walk over to where Dean was walking in order not to be in the path of Sam's wrath if he wanted to yell or something.

"Hey. What about this one? Ever seen this one before?" I stopped next to Dean and looked up slightly to see what exactly he was looking at. It was some kind of symbol, but I didn't recognize the symbol at all. I mean, even though I was no Kiki, I knew just about every symbol of the supernatural and what they meant and were used for. This one I had absolutely no clue about.

"Nope," Kiki replied as she and Sam came toward us.

"I have. Somewhere," he said as he examined it.

"Somewhere? Dean, I know just about every fucking symbol of the supernatural and what they're meant and used for. This one isn't in the fucking books," I said as I gave him a look.

"It seems painted on. Seems fresh," Sam replied as he put a finger against the symbol, causing Dean to shake his head.

"I don't know, Sam. I mean, I hate to agree with authority figures of any kind, including princess over here for any matter, but the cops might be right about this one," he said, causing me to give Sam and Kiki a "I told you so" look. Kiki merely rolled her eyes and went back to studying the figures on the wall as I turned to say something to Dean. However, a clatter coming from another room caused me to close my mouth and reach for the gun in the waist of my jeans. Quickly following the boys, I drew my gun out and pulled the safety off as I leaned against the wall and peered out from behind Dean as he looked over at Sam and Kiki. Giving Dean a nod, Sam quickly threw open the door and as Kiki and I both pointed our guns, we were blinded by a flash of light and I would have fallen over if it hadn't been for Dean grabbing me by my waist.

"Oh cut! Just a couple of humans. What're you guys doing here?" I blinked my eyes back into vision and saw two guys standing before us with a huge flashlight in their hands and a camera.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Dean asked as I cocked my gun back into safety and placed it back into the waist of my jeans before looking at the two guys standing before us.

"Uh, heh, we belong here. We're professionals," one of them replied.

"Professional what?" Dean asked.

"Paranormal investigators. There you go. Take a look at that, boys. Oh and ladies," he said, causing me to raise an eyebrow and give them a look of disbelief as he handed Dean what I think was a business card.

"Oh you gotta be kidding me," I said, shaking my head as I peered around Dean's arm to get a look at the card before he passed it off to Sam.

"Ed Zeddmore and Harry Spangler. Hellhoundslair dot com. You guys run that website?" Sam asked as he looked up at the two guys. Dean and I looked at Sam and Kiki and then at each other. Seriously?

"Yup," Ed replied with a nod.

"Oh yeah, yeah. We're huge fans," Dean said as he started walking toward the opposite side of the room. I think it was the kitchen by the way it looked.

"And uh, we know who you guys, and ladies, are too," he said, causing me to cross my arms over my chest and look at him.

"Oh really?" I asked, causing him to look at me and nod.

"Really. Amateurs. Looking for ghosts and cheap thrills," he replied as his companion nodded.

"Yeah. So if you don't mind, we're trying to conduct a serious scientific investigation here," Harry said, causing me to roll my eyes in annoyance. I was wondering when we were going to be running into two idiots that thought they knew about the paranormal. Or supernatural. Whatever you wanted to call it. Guess today was that day.

"Yeah? What do you got so far?" Dean asked, causing Ed to scoff and shake his head.

"Harry, why don't you tell them about EMF?" he asked as he looked at his partner.

"EMF?" Kiki asked as she raised an eyebrow.

"Electromagnetic field. Spectral entities can cause energy fluctuations that can be read with an EMF detector. Like this bad boy right here," Harry said as he brought out a box like thing and turned it on. I gave him a look before looking around their bodies to Dean and give him a weird expression. He made a motion of "crazy" with his hands, causing me to giggle just slightly before pulling an emotionless expression when the two knuckleheads looked at me.

"So have you guys ever really seen a ghost before, or what?" I asked as I looked back at them.

"Sure have. Once. We were investigating this old house and we saw a vase fall right off the table," Ed replied.

"By itself," Harry added.

"Well, we…we…we didn't actually see it, but we heard it. And something like that, it changes you. But we wouldn't to scare you into having nightmares, little girl," Ed said, causing my eyes to narrow into slits.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"Ok. I think I get the picture. We should go and let them get back to work. Come on, princess," Dean said as he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me out of the room and toward the front door.

"I'm going to fucking kill them. Let me go, Dean," I said as I tried to get out of his grip and go back toward the kitchen where those two fucking idiots where still standing.

"Let it go, princess. They're not really worth it. Besides, you can help me against Sam. I think he might be planning something," he said, causing me to stop fighting against him and look at him. He had that mischievous look in his eyes and I knew he was up to something. Slowly but surely, my lips curled into a smirk as I knew that I couldn't go without helping. Watching was just no fun.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked, causing a smirk to form on his lips as he realized he had an ally. Leaning down, he began to whisper into my ear and I couldn't help but smirk.


"What happened?"

"Couple of cops say that poor girl hung herself in the house." I gave the man standing in front of us a look before looking over at Kiki. She sensed my look and merely shook her head before she looked over at the Murdock house as the medics were wheeling a black body bag out of the house. Kiki had heard the police sirens early this morning and saw that they were headed for old man Murdock's place, which is how we ended up being here as the cops and medics were doing their jobs. Early in the fucking morning too.

"Suicide?" Sam asked.

"Yeah. But she was a straight-A student with a full ride to UT too. It just doesn't make sense," the man replied before he shook his head and walked away from us.

"What do you think?" Sam asked, looking at us as we turned to look at him. I think he was mainly looking at me since I was the one that really didn't believe in what was going on in the first place.

"I think maybe we missed something," Dean replied, causing Kiki to nod. I think he was referring to the information Sam and Kiki had gotten the day prior on the Murdock placed. Turned out that the man's name was not Mordechai. It was Martin. And guess what? He only had two sons. Not six daughters. That and Dean and I nearly had our eardrums blasted when Sam decided to mess with the Impala. Dean had declared war and I was more than happy to help him.

"What are you suggesting?" Kiki asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Come back at night. Apparently this only happens at night," Dean replied, causing me to roll my eyes.

"And what about the cops? They're for sure going to be watching this place after this little stunt," I said, causing him to give me a look before shaking his head. A few hours later, I found myself peering at the house through thickly covered bushes as part of Dean's plan. He had decided that we would wait for the perfect opportunity to get into the house once the cops weren't watching it.

"I guess the cops don't want any more kids screwing around in there," Sam said as I leaned against Dean just as a flash of light happened to fall our way. Keeping still, the light moved on as the cops continued to keep an eye on the grounds. I was about to say something when some indistinct voices could be heard whispering and some snapping twigs caught my attention. Turning my head, I swore under my breath, causing Dean to look in the direction I was.

"I don't believe it," he said as I rolled my eyes in complete annoyance. The two guys from the day before were coming back to the house once again to film for their stupid website. If I could, I would seriously strangle them and hang them up in the rafters of this place right about now. They were such a pain in my ass.

"I got an idea," Dean said as he stood up just slightly. I gave Sam and Kiki a look before looking back up at Dean.

"Who you going to call?" he asked, quite loudly if I might add, causing the police to freeze in what they were doing and turn around. I swear that I thought they were going to look in our direction, but they caught sight of the two knuckleheads and started after them. I let out a laugh and quickly got up to follow Dean as he made his way toward the house, Sam and Kiki following right behind. Quickly shutting the door behind us, Sam opened up the bag of weapons he had brought with us and handed Dean a shot gun before taking one for himself. I cocked the gun in my hand and checked to make sure that the other gun I had was tucked safely in the waist of my jeans for easy access if I needed it before moving across the room.

"Where the fuck have I seen that symbol? It's killing me," Dean said.

"Come on. We don't have much time before the police come back," Kiki said as she and I made our way toward the basement door, the boys quickly following behind. Making our way down into the basement, I gagged slightly at the smell and muttered in disgust at all the cobwebs hanging on the ceiling and the jars of god knows what on the shelves.

"Hey Sam. I dare you to take a swig of this." Both mine and Kiki's head shot up at the word "dare" and turned around to see Dean holding one of the jars from the shelves with a chuckle. Looking at one another, we gave each other the questionable look of whether they were going to start something while we were down here.

"What the fuck would I do that for?" Sam asked as he gave his brother a crazy look.

"I double dare you to," he replied, causing me to roll my eyes and give him a smack in the arm. He gave me a look and I merely rolled my eyes again before turning back around at the sound of creaking. Placing the jar back on the shelf, Dean made movement toward the sound with Sam not far behind. Walking toward a closet, Dean made a nod to Sam to open it as he held the shotgun toward it. Opening it, I jumped just slightly as I saw rats come tumbling out.

"I hate rats," Dean said as he gave a look of disgust.

"You'd rather it be a ghost?" Sam asked.

"Yes," we both replied with a nod. Sam and Kiki gave each other a look and merely shook their heads. I simply rolled my eyes and made to turn around, but I dropped my flashlight as I let out a scream.

"Artemis!" But I didn't hear anything as I dove out of the way of an axe coming my way. Sounds of the shot guns going off caused me to cover my head in order not to get shot before I felt Dean yank me up by my waist and set me up right.

"You alright?" he asked, causing me to nod as I grabbed the other gun from my jeans since I had dropped my other one jumping out of the way of that axe.

"What the hell kind of spirit is immune to rock salt?" Sam asked.

"I don't know. But I say it's about time we get out of here," Dean replied, shoving me toward the stairs. However, the axe coming down upon the shelf caused me to let out another scream as I tumbled into Dean.

"Sam!"

"Go! Get you and Kiki out of here!" Dean yelled as he once again shoved me toward the stairs. I grabbed onto Kiki and we raced up the stairs, Dean and Sam not far behind us. Looking over my shoulder, I saw the man with the axe not far behind us and whimpered in fear before letting out a gasp as Dean wrapped his arm around my waist and slammed through the door, causing us to go tumbling off the porch and to the ground.

"Get that camera out of our face," Dean said as we quickly got to our feet and hightailed it away from the house and the two knuckleheads who seemed to have outsmarted the cops. Or so they thought. Looking over my shoulder once again, I snickered when I saw the two run straight into the police that had chased them away from the house.

"Shouldn't mess with something you really don't know about," I thought as we quickly made our way back to the Impala and sped off toward the motel. About an hour later, I sat on one of the beds cross-legged as Dean sat on the bed drawing out the symbol we had seen, and that he seemed to know but couldn't place, while Kiki and Sam sat at the table working on their laptops.

"What the hell is this symbol? It's bugging the hell out of me. This whole damn job's bugging me. I thought that the legend says that Mordechai only goes after chicks."

"It does," Sam replied as I looked up from my sketch book and looked over at Dean, frustration written all over his face from trying to decipher the symbol.

"Alright. Well, that explains why it went after Artemis and after you, but why me?" he asked, causing me to snicker as I saw Kiki roll her eyes and Sam shake his head.

"Hilarious. Legend also says he hung himself. But did you see those slit wrists?" Sam asked.

"Yeah," I replied with a nod.

"What's up with that? And the axe too? I mean, ghosts are usually pretty strict, right? Following the same patterns over and over?" Sam asked, causing me to nod again.

"But this mook keeps changing," Dean replied.

"Exactly. I'm telling you, the way the story goes…." But he stopped speaking suddenly, causing Dean and I to look at one another before back over to the table.

"What?" I asked.

"Someone added a new posting to the Hellhound site. Listen to this. "They say Mordechai Murdock was really a Satanist who chopped up his victims with an ax before slitting his own wrists. Now he's imprisoned in the house for eternity." Where the hell is this going?" he asked just as Dean sat straight up on the bed.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I gave him a look.

"I don't know where it's going, Sam, but I think I might have just figured out where it all started," he replied as he got up from the bed.

"Where?" I asked as I watched him grab his jacket.

"Craig. Do me a favor and stay here to work with Kiki while Sammy and I go check this place out," he replied, causing me to nod.

"Sure thing," I said, getting up and throwing myself into Sam's seat as he got up and grabbed his jacket. Turning around to look at me, I gave him an innocent grin before pulling his laptop into my lap and beginning to type away. I knew he wanted to say something, but Dean grabbed him by the arm and slammed the door shut behind him.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Artemis?" I looked up from the screen and gave Kiki a completely dumb look.

"Don't even think about giving me that look. I know you're helping Dean against Sam. Leave it alone and let them battle it out," she said, causing me to roll my eyes.

"I'm bored, Kiki, and Dean has asked me to help. Not saying I'm going to be the one pulling the pranks, but I'm helping him with ideas. Shut up and leave me alone. You're not my mother," I said, causing her to roll her eyes and sigh.

"I might as well be. Since we met up with these two, you've been acting like such a child. When are you going to get serious again about this job? It seems like since you met Dean, you've let your childish antics get in the way of what we're suppose to be doing here," she said, causing me to stare at her for a minute before my eyes narrowed into slits as I set Sam's computer on the table and stood up.

"One, I can act anyway I please. So I act childish. I don't see you reprimanding Dean or Sam when they act all childish on hunts. Two, so I like to have fun. It's not Dean's fault that he knows how to have fun and you and Sam don't. You wouldn't know fun if it bit you in the ass, Kiki. And three, don't you ever tell me that you should be my mother. You don't have any fucking idea what the bloody hell you're talking about. I'm 21 years old and I can take care of myself and I can act any way I fucking please. Excuse me that it's not in your straight-laced book of rules to do this fucking job," I snapped as I walked away from the table.

"Artemis…."

"Shut up. I don't want to talk to you anymore. Good night," I said as I curled beneath the blankets and turned my back to her. I could hear her sigh but I didn't really care. I was fuming. Who the fuck did she think she was to tell me I was acting childish and she felt like my mother? So what if I was acting childish? I don't think I've felt so much like a child since I was actually a kid. I guess Dean was bringing something out of me I thought I had seriously lost with the death of my mom. Shaking my head with a sigh, I drew the blanket around me closer and let myself drift into a uneasy, light sleep.


"Come on, princess. Wake up." I groaned and let my eyes flicker open to see Dean standing over my side of the bed with a grin.

"What time is it?" I asked as I felt the side table for my glasses.

"Doesn't matter. I just need you up to watch," he replied as I placed my glasses on to see him holding a packet in his hand, which caused me to snicker slightly as I realized it was itching powder, before he walked toward the other side of the bed, watching for Kiki as he did so.

"She's probably out getting breakfast. Or getting coffee. Or something. Or her morning walk," I said, causing him to nod.

"Hey, I'm back," he said, calling out to Sam as he picked up Sam's freshly clean boxers sitting at the end of the other bed.

"Hey, where were you?" Sam asked as I heard the water shut off, causing me to realize that he was in the shower and that Dean only had so much time before Sam came out for his clothes.

"Oh, I went out," he replied.

"So I think I might have a theory about what's going on," Sam replied as I got out of bed and headed toward the dresser where my duffle bag was to pick something out to wear for the day.

"Oh yeah? What did your intelligent brain come up with?" I asked as I rummaged through my bag and began pulling clothes out.

"Ha-ha. Very funny, Artemis. Dean, what if Mordechai was a tulpa?" Sam asked.

"A tulpa?" Dean asked, standing up just as Sam came out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel around his waist. I whistled and gave him a wink as Dean laughed at my antics, causing Sam to give me a glare and shake his head before turning his attention to his brother.

"Yeah. A uh…A Tibetan thought-form," Sam replied, giving me a look as I changed into a pair of jeans and a corset top. Neither of them paid me any attention as they both were use to me changing in front of them. I really didn't care that they saw me in a bra and underwear. They were covering things they should see and that's all that really matter. Besides, two guys and two girls living in a motel room with only one bathroom was bound to make that happen.

"Yeah, no, I know what a tulpa is. Hey. Why don't you get dressed? I want to go grab something to eat. Artemis just woke up about five minutes ago and she's already to go," he said as he gestured to where I was already sitting on the bed putting on my converses before walking into the bathroom and shutting the door. Sam looked over at me and I merely shrugged before grabbing my brush and pulling my hair into a twisted bun. Satisfied, I gave Sam a grin and grabbed my shoulder bag before walking out of the hotel and almost right into Kiki.

"Hey," she said.

"Hey. You're missing it. Sam's naked in there," I said, causing her to give me a look before shaking her head.

"Thanks for the update," she said, causing me to give her a look.

"Are you ok?" I asked, causing her to sigh.

"Yeah. I was just thinking about what happened between us last night," she replied.

"Oh," I said.

"Yeah. Look. I'm really sorry about what I said last night. I mean, you know I mean well, but I was just worried that your focus wasn't where it was suppose to be like it was prior to meeting the guys. It seems like you would rather be a kid than do what we've been doing for the last three years," she said, causing me to sigh and shake my head.

"Kiki, I'm still just a kid. Deep down I'm still just a kid. I really didn't have a childhood growing up. Not after my mom died and then my dad died. I guess Dean just brings that out in me because he's…."

"So much like you. Gets antsy and annoyed when things get boring," she said.

"Exactly," I said with a nod.

"I know. It's just that with everything that has happened to you in the last couple of weeks, I can't just help but feel I'm responsible, even though I'm only a year older than you," she said, causing me to sigh.

"I know, I know. But I can handle myself just like you can handle yourself. Thanks for the concern," I said, causing her to chuckle as we hugged. We pulled apart just as Sam and Dean came out of the motel room.

"Ready to go, ladies?" Dean asked, causing me to give Sam a look before snickering and hurrying toward the Impala so he wouldn't get suspicious too quick. The ride to the place to get food was kind of quiet, with the exception of Sam moving every now and again. Catching Dean's look in the rearview mirror, I smirked and turned my gaze out the window. Sam was in for one hell of a day. About twenty minutes later, we got ourselves cups of coffee and started heading toward a table.

"Dude, what's your problem?" I looked up from my coffee as I watched Sam kind of move awkwardly toward the table Kiki and I had chosen to sit at.

"Nothing. I'm fine," he said.

"Yeah?" I asked, causing him to nod.

"Alright, so, uh….so keep going. What about these tulpas?" Dean asked as he sat down.

"Okay. Uh…so there was this incident in Tibet in 1915. A group of monks visualize a golem in their heads. They meditate on it so hard, they bring the thing to life. Out of thin air," he replied.

"So?" I asked, still not getting where this was going. Yes, yes, yes. I had changed my mind about the whole "haunted" house being a hoax and actually thought it was real since I actually was almost killed by this demon or whatever the hell it was that was haunting the house. Yeah. One time in forever that my instincts about the case were wrong. Sue me.

"That was 20 monks. Imagine what 10,000 web surfers could do. I mean, Craig starts the story about Mordechai, then it spreads and goes online. Now there are countless people all believing in the fucking bastard," he replied as he gave me a look.

"Okay, wait. You're trying to tell us that just because people believe in Mordechai, he's real?" Dean asked, causing Sam to nod before he moved slightly around. I snorted into my coffee at the sight, causing Kiki to look over at me before looking at her boyfriend's movements and then back to me again. Staring at me for a second before looking over at the smirk that was slightly on Dean's face, she stood up and set her coffee down.

"I'm going to the restroom. I'll be right back. Come on, Artemis," she said, grabbing onto my arm and pulling me after her. Walking toward the bathroom area, she turned around and looked at me.

"What the hell did you do to Sam?" she asked, causing me to roll my eyes.

"I didn't do anything," I replied.

"Then why does he keep moving like he's got something in his god damn pants?" she asked, causing me to shrug.

"The hell if I know. You're his girlfriend. Not me," I replied, causing her to roll her eyes.

"Fine. Then what did Dean do?" she asked, causing me to shrug again.

"I don't know. Why are you asking me?" I asked.

"Because I know Dean did something and it more than likely happened to have something to do with you," she replied, causing me to roll my eyes.

"So just because Dean decides to put itching powder in his brother's boxers, I'm somehow affiliated with giving Dean the idea? Kiki, how fucking stupid can you really bloody be?" I asked as I looked at her, causing her eyes to widen with what I just said.

"Excuse me? He has what in his boxers?" she asked.

"Don't look at me. I'm not the one that did it," I replied, causing her eyes to narrow as I rolled mine.

"You are something else, Artemis. Ok. You know what? I really don't like this game when I'm playing against you, but you've left me no choice. I'm declaring war on you on behalf of Sam and I'm daring you to go over there and kiss Dean straight on the lips," she said, causing me to choke slightly on the coffee I was drinking and look at her like she was crazy.

"What?" I asked.

"You created the game when you were extremely bored, Artemis. You're helping Dean against his brother and I can't stand to watch my boyfriend go through it by himself. So I'm declaring your game of "I Dare You or Suffer the Consequences" to be in full effect as of right now. And I'm daring you to go over there and kiss Dean Winchester on the lips or something terrible is going to happen to Mr. Hoppy," she said, causing my eyes to narrow.

"You wouldn't dare," I said.

"Try me," she said with a smirk as I glared at her. I knew she wasn't joking when she smirked. Kiki never smirked unless there was a good reason for it. I was usually the one to end up smirking and for her to smirk, I knew she was dead serious. And I hated that she called my game into effect. I had made up the game when I was just really bored, kind of like Dean and I had been the day we had taken the picture of Sam with Mr. Hoppy and the spoon in his mouth, and we had never really played it again until now. Oh why the hell did I have to invent that game?

"Artemis," she said, causing me to place my coffee cup in her hands and give her a glare.

"You seriously know that you're going to suffer because of this, right?" I asked, causing her to roll her eyes.

"Whatever you say," she said, causing me to give her another glare before walking back toward Dean and Sam. Oh I was so not going to live this down with Dean.

Dean's POV

"That's a Tibetan spirit sigil. On the wall of the house. Craig said they were painting symbols from a textbook. I bet they painted this not even knowing what it was. Now, that sigil has been used for centuries. Concentrating meditative thought like a magnifying glass. So people are on the Hellhound's website staring at the symbol, thinking about Mordechai….I mean, I don't know, but it might be enough to bring a tulpa to life," Sam said.

"It would explain why he keeps changing," I said as he nodded.

"Right. As the legend changes, people think different things, so Mordechai himself changes. Like a game of telephone. That would also explain why the rock salt didn't work," he said.

"Yeah because he's not a traditional spirit, per se. So why don't we just get this spirit-sigil thingy off the wall and off the website," I said.

"Well, it's not that simple. You see, once tulpas are created….."

"Sorry about this, Dean, but I surely in hell will explain later." I turned my head toward Artemis as she came toward the table and was about to say something when I felt her lips against mine. I was shocked to say the least, but the kiss was not something I was expecting. It was soft but with a small hint of dominance in it. If I didn't know any better, I'd think that Artemis was not one to be taken too lightly when it came to sexuality.

"I'm going to the Impala. I'm going to get you, Kiki." And just as she came, she went, causing me to stare after the small, petite girl as she made her exit before turning around to look at Sam and Kiki as Kiki was trying to keep her face in an emotionless state while Sam was just staring at me in shock.

"Ok. Sam, what were you saying?" I asked as I tried to act completely normal by turning my attention back to my brother.

"Dude, Artemis just kissed you and you're going to act like it's nothing," he replied, causing me to roll my eyes.

"I'll deal with her later. I've got a feeling it's got to do with you," I said, throwing my head in the direction of Kiki. She merely just smirked and settled back in her seat with her coffee. I knew it had something to do with her because she never smirked. I had never seen a smirk on her face like I was seeing now. Something was definitely up.

"So what were you saying, Sam?" I asked as I turned my attention back to my brother. He gave me a look, but I merely rolled my eyes.

"Like I was saying before Artemis interrupted with that kiss of hers, once tulpas are created, they take on a life of their own," he replied.

"Great. Alright. So if he really is a thought-form, how the hell are we supposed to kill an idea?" I asked.

"Well, it's not gonna be easy with these guys helping us. Check out their home page. Since they posted the video, the number of hits has quadrupled in the last day alone," he replied.

"Huh. I got an idea. We need to find a copy store. Come on," I said as I grabbed my coffee and got up. I watched as Sam gave me a look before nodding and starting to pack up his laptop.

"Man. I think I'm allergic to our soap or something," he said, causing me to look at him for a second before laughing.

"You did this?" he asked, causing me to only laugh harder as I made my way out of the place and toward the Impala, where I found Artemis sitting on the hood with her ear pieces to her iPod in her ears.

"Come on, princess. You're seriously going to put a dent in my baby," I said, causing her to give me a look before shrugging and getting off the hood. Pulling out the ear pieces out of her ear, she stuck her iPod into her bag and then looked at me.

"What?" I asked.

"The kiss was a dare," she replied, causing me to give her a look.

"What?" I asked.

"Kiki thinks I had something to do with the itching powder in Sam's boxers and has officially declared war on me on behalf of her boyfriend. But we don't do what you two do by pulling pranks on one another. We play "I Dare You or Suffer the Consequences." She dared me to kiss you or there would be consequences for Mr. Hoppy," she replied, causing me to roll my eyes.

"What kind of name is that for a game? Wait, wait, wait. So let me get this straight. Instead of tormenting each other with pranks, you torment each other by giving each other dares to do or they have to take a consequence?" I asked, causing her to nod.

"Yeah. So now I have to think of something for her to do since she made me kiss you," she replied, causing me to roll my eyes.

"Was it really that bad?" I asked, causing her to scoff.

"I really don't know why girls want to brag about you. You're so full of yourself. But I guess I was glad it was you and not someone else," she replied, causing me to snort with laughter and shake my head.

"You're such a weird girl. But if it's any constellation to you, you're a pretty damn good kisser. Soft but something tells me you've got some dominance in you and your sexuality shouldn't be taken lightly," I said, smirking when I saw a blush rise to her cheeks.

"Shut up," she said, causing me to smirk wider.

"So this game of yours. How does it work?" I asked.

"Well, for one, you can't play," she replied, causing me to raise an eyebrow.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because you're a guy. Duh. Only Kiki and I can dare each other," she replied, causing me to roll my eyes.

"So how exactly are you going to get her back? Obviously, according to your actions, she's gotten you good," I said, causing her to roll her eyes.

"Watch and learn. Hey Kiki. Come here," she said, motioning for her friend as I saw her and Sam exited the place and come toward us. Kiki was still wearing that smirk as she came to us, but it fade when she caught the sight of both of us smirking.

"Hey guys," she said as she motioned for Sam to get in the car. He gave her a look and then a look at us before shaking his head and getting in the car.

"So I heard about this little game that involves dares and consequences," I said, causing her to give Artemis a look before looking at me.

"You can't do anything because you're a guy," she said, causing Artemis to snort with laughter.

"But I can. And I dare you to do our next prank on Sam by yourself," Artemis said, causing her to scoff.

"I'm on Sam's side, Artemis. Can't do it," she said, shaking her head.

"Rules are rules, Kiki. Dare has to be taken no matter what the task or the consequence must be taken. You pull the next prank of ours on Sam or you have to run through this town starker," Artemis said, causing me to give her a confused look. Starker?

"Come again?" I asked as I looked at her.

"Naked, Dean. Starker in England means naked. If Kiki doesn't accept this dare, she has to run naked in the streets of this town," she replied, causing me to start smirking as I watched Kiki pale just slightly. I would have fun with this dare, but I don't think Sam would be too happy.

"Fine. What's the next prank?" Kiki asked, causing Artemis to turn to me with a grin.

"Can I do this one, Dean? Please? I know it's going to sound childish, but please. I've always wanted to try it," she said, causing me to give her a look. Who was this?

"Please?" she asked, causing me to chuckle and shake my head as the childish qualities of Artemis were finally coming completely out.

"Go ahead," I replied with a nod, causing her to grin.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"The copy store and then to those two knuckleheads' home," I replied.

"And then to the motel to clean up before we probably go out to eat?" she asked, causing me to nod.

"Artemis, what are you thinking?" Kiki asked.

"For once, I'm going to act like the kid I should have been in my kid years. This is what you're going to do. Motel isn't far from the stores, so we're, as in me and you, are going to walk back from the paint store while those two go off to those idiots' home. We're going to get bright green paint and just simply place it above the motel door so that when Sam walks in, he's going to look like the Jolly Green Giant Dean keeps calling him," she replied, causing me to give her a look as if she was crazy. Did she realize how childish that was?

"Artemis, that is so childish," Kiki said as I nodded.

"So what? I might as well just act like the kid everyone is telling me I am. Besides, paint dries pretty quick on skin," she said as she looked over at me. I studied her for a second before smirking. Childish but harmless nonetheless. And it was nice to see her with a smile on her face that wasn't forced.

"Ok. See you back at the motel," she said before grabbing onto Kiki's arm and dragging her toward town with a bounce in her step. I watched them go for a second before getting into the Impala with a laugh.

"Did somebody spike her coffee this morning?" Sam asked as he looked over at me.

"I wish. Let's get going," I said as I started up the car and headed toward the copy store with a smirk on my face. For once I surely in hell wasn't being blamed for what was going to happen to Sam. Artemis was definitely a character you couldn't just put your finger on. Shaking my head, I knew this was going to be funny as hell.


"I love the specks of green in your hair, Sammy. Makes you look so manly."

"Shut up, Artemis. I'm going to kill you."

"But I didn't do it. Your girlfriend did. I just put the idea in her head." I let out a laugh as I watched my brother and Artemis bantered back and forth as the four of us sat at a diner eating. Sam and Kiki were sitting across from Artemis and I and Sam was sporting a bit of green that he had missed in his hair when he had tried washing off all the paint that had fallen on him. I had to give Artemis credit. For such a childish prank, I say it worked pretty well. Especially since it wasn't Artemis nor myself pulling it.

"Why the hell would she want to do that?" he asked as he gave her a look.

"Because the game is called "I Dare You or Suffer the Consequences." She either did what I dared her to do or she had to run starker in the middle of town or whatever. She dared me to kiss Dean and I had to retaliate. But you do have to give me credit for the prank. It was totally childish, but it was a good laugh," she replied before shoving a piece of bread into her mouth.

"Artemis, I think you and I should just call a truce now on each other. It's going to escalate and it's going to get worse than Sam and Dean's pranking," Kiki said, causing Artemis to shrug but shake hands with her best friend. I merely shook my head and pulled on the string of this laughing mantel piece thing or whatever. Artemis chuckled as I pulled on it again, causing Sam to reach over and pull on it to stop it from laughing.

"If you pull that string one more time, I'm gonna kill you," he said, causing me to smirk and reach out to pull the string again. He gave me a glare and pulled on it to stop it.

"Come on, man. You need more laughter in your life. You're way too tense," I said, rolling my eyes as I watched Sam just take a drink of his beer and look at his laptop.

"Did they post it yet?" Kiki asked.

" "We've learned from reputable sources that Mordechai Murdock has a fatal fear of firearms." Alright. How long do we wait?" I asked as I read the bullshit story we had fed those two knuckleheads earlier.

"Long enough for the new story to spread and the legend to change. I figure by nightfall, iron rounds will work on the sucker," he replied.

"Nice," Artemis said as the four of us clinked our beers together before taking a drink. However, as I took a sip, Sam was trying hard to control his laughter and I brought my beer bottle down to look at him. Only it wouldn't let go of my hand. Artemis and Kiki's jaws dropped as I tried to shake the bottle off my hand, only to no avail.

"You didn't," I said as I looked over at my brother.

"Oh. I did," he said with a laugh as he brought a small tube of super glue from his pocket to show me before pulling on the string of the laughing wall piece. I gave him a glare and shook my head as they continued eating. I should of seen it coming. A couple of hours later, the four of us found ourselves back inside the house looking for any sign of Mordechai. If the legend changed, we would be able to kill it with the iron rounds we bullshitted in the piece of documentation we had given to the two idiots running the site.

"I barely have any sign left on my palm," I said as we quickly made our way through the house and toward the kitchen.

"I ain't touching that line with a 10-foot pole," Sam said, causing me to give him a look before glaring down at Artemis as she poked me in the stomach to keep moving. She rolled her eyes and made her way ahead of us with Kiki as they opened up the door leading toward the kitchen.

"Well, you think old Mordechai's home?" I asked, causing Sam to shrug.

"I don't know," he replied.

"Me neither." The four of us whirled around so fast that I swear I thought I was going to put a bullet into someone. Judging my Artemis's expressions, I was sure she was about to as well.

"Whoa! Whoa! Hey. Whoa." I scowled as I realized that it was the two idiots standing in the doorway from which we just came.

"What the fuck are you doing? Are you trying to get yourself killed?" Artemis asked as she slightly lowered her gun to give them a dirty look.

"We're just trying to get a book-and-movie deal, okay, kid?" Ed asked, causing to raise her gun and fire a single shot, nearly missing the guy as he jumped out of the way. Sam shoved her back in front of him and away from the idiots, knowing full well like I did that she was not a happy camper with what was just said. I was about to say something when I heard metal scrapping from the door behind us, causing me to turn around and raise my gun at the door.

"Uh….guys, you wanna go open that uh….door for us?" Ed asked, causing Artemis to scoff.

"Why don't you? You're the experts here," she replied, sarcasm heavily dripping from her tongue. I chuckled and shook my head at her antics. I was so glad I wasn't on the receiving end of things with her wrath. I noticed Kiki was about to say something, but she shut up when old man Mordechai came crashing through the door, guns firing off as the four of us shot at him. I became slightly confused when he just vanished like before.

"Something's wrong," Artemis said as she threw her gun to the ground and pulled the other one out of the back of her jeans before quickly following me to the other room to look for any trace of old man Mordechai.

"You think?" I asked, causing her to roll her eyes before we hurried back toward the kitchen at the sound of the knuckleheads screaming. Harry was on the ground and Ed was just standing there with his eyes open wide.

"Hey! Didn't you two post that bullshit story we gave you?" I asked as Sam and Kiki appeared in the doorway from which old man Mordechai had come from.

"Course we did," Ed replied.

"But then our server crashed," Harry added, causing Artemis to scoff and take a step toward them. Grabbing her around the waist, I moved her behind me so that she couldn't do the damage to them that she wanted. It was better they were kept alive in order for us not to be put into danger of the law. It wasn't a pleasant thing.

"So you're telling us that these guns don't work?" Kiki asked as she looked at them.

"Uh…yeah," Ed replied, causing me to scoff.

"Great. Sam, any ideas?" I asked as I looked at my brother. He could only shrug as the two idiots hurried out of the room and away from us. Artemis quickly cocked her gun into safety and made for following them when she stopped at the screaming of the them. Sticking my head out into the room, I watched as the two ran screaming down another hall, Mordechai following not far behind.

"Sam! Go stop him! Or try to! Dean, Kiki, I got an idea!" she yelled, hurrying toward the cabinets in the kitchen as Sam took off out of the room. I watched as my brother disappeared down the same way the guys had gone before turning toward Artemis, who was throwing things out of the cabinets.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked.

"Improvising," she replied as she tossed me something. Looking at the container, I saw that it was oil or gasoline or something. Catching her look, I knew exactly what she was wanting to do. Torch the place. Spreading the contents of the container on the floor, I quickly grabbed another one and made my way toward the hall where I heard my brother call for my name.

"Hey!" I yelled, causing both Sam and Mordechai to look over at me. I lit my lighter and hit a button on the can I was using, causing flames to erupt from the container and shoot at them. Sam nearly ducked in time and quickly made his way toward me, causing me to drop the can and hurry after my brother.

"Come on. If Mordechai can't leave the house and we can't kill him, we need to improvise," Artemis said as she and Kiki quickly hurried out of the kitchen toward us.

"What the hell are you talking about?" he asked, causing me to hold up my lighter for him to see before tossing it to the living room floor. The entire room immediately started catching on fire and the four of us quickly made our way out of the house and toward the bushes before stopping to look back the place. I could see old man Mordechai standing in the door way of the house looking out as he became ash.

"That's your solution? Burn the whole god damn thing to the ground?" he asked as he looked at me.

"No one will go in there anymore. I mean, look. Mordechai can't haunt a house if there is no house to haunt. It's fast and dirty, but it works," I replied as Artemis nodded in agreement.

"Well, what if the legend changes again and Mordechai is allowed to leave the house?" he asked, causing me to stop and think for a second before answering.

"Well, then we'll just have to come back. I'm sure Artemis can come up with another idea on how to get rid of him," I replied, causing Sam to look at both of us before scoffing and looking back at the house. It was silent for about a minute before he spoke again.

"It kind of makes you wonder. Of all the things we hunted, how many existed just because people believed in them?" he asked, causing me to stare at him a second before looking over to Artemis and Kiki as they had the same expressions written on their faces. He had a point. Just how many did exist with people just believing in them? Would they ever cease to exist?


"No! You're suppose to do it like this."

"What's the difference?"

"It works better if you do it this way." I raised an eyebrow as Artemis entertained herself doing tricks with a piece of string that was tied together at the ends and was about to say something when I heard voices. Looking up, I smirked as the two idiots came toward us.

"Gentlemen. And ladies," Ed said.

"Hey guys," Sam said as they started walking by us toward their car with groceries in their hands.

"Should we tell them?" Harry asked, causing the four of us to give each other looks before walking behind them.

"Might as well. They're gonna read about it in the trades," Ed replied.

"So this morning we got this phone call from a very important Hollywood producer," Harry said.

"Wrong number?" Artemis asked, causing me to smirk.

"No, smart-ass. He read all about the Hell House on our website and wants to option the motion-picture rights. Maybe even have us write it," Ed replied, causing her to roll her eyes.

"And create the RPG," Harry added, causing Artemis and I to exchange confused looks. RPG?

"Role-playing game," he said.

"Uh, right," I said with a nod as if I understood what he was getting at.

"It's a little lingo for you. Uh…anyways, excuse us. We're off to La-La land," Ed said as they made to get in the car.

"Well, congratulations, guys. That sounds really great," Sam said as I nodded in agreement.

"Yeah. That's awesome. Best of luck to you," I said.

"Oh, yeah, luck. It's got nothing to do with it. It's about talent. You know, sheer, unabashed talent. Later," he said as they got into their car and started pulling away.

"Somebody please tell me that this is all a joke. There is no way those two bastards would even get a chance at Hollywood," Artemis said, shaking her head as we made our way toward the Impala.

"I have a confession to make," Sam said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"I, uh…I was the one who called them and told them I was a producer," he replied, causing Artemis and Kiki to look at him before looking at each other with shocked expressions. I merely looked at the trailer that was leaving the park and then at my brother before laughing.

"Well, I'm the one who put the dead fish in their back seat," I said, causing Sam to look at me before laughing. The girls merely shook their heads as they opened the back doors to the Impala.

"Truce?" Sam asked as I looked over at him.

"Yeah, truce. At least for the next hundred miles," I replied with a nod as he merely shook his head and got into the front of the Impala. Artemis rolled her eyes and merely shook her as she made to get into the car.

"Hold up, princess," I said, causing her to stop and look at me in confusion. I gave her a smirk before pulling her toward me and kissing her. It was a soft kiss. Nothing like the rough kisses I did when I was hooking up with other girls I had just met. This was different. Way different.

"Wow." I looked at her as I pulled back, her eyes wide like a doll's.

"Now we're even," I said, causing her to look at me before punching me in the chest. I laughed as she swore.

"I'm going to kill you Dean," she said as I laughed harder.

"All in time, princess," I said before I got into the car. She followed a second later and threw herself at Sam as he laughed. I gave them a look and shook my head as I headed out of the trailer park. Kiki laughed and pulled Artemis away from Sam, causing me to laugh as I looked at her pouting through the rearview mirror. She stuck her tongue out at me and I merely rolled my eyes as I blasted the Blue Oyster's through the stereo. Nothing was ever going to be normal about hunting with Artemis around. That was for damn sure.