Sam pulled into the parking lot of Frank's Diner and Halley was the first one to get out.

"You guys are probably just over-reacting," she insisted. She was trying to convince that to herself as well as Sam and Dean.

"Yeah well, we'll figure that out once we make sure that everything is normal," Dean said as he got out of the car and walked behind Halley.

Halley walked inside and looked around for Anne. She couldn't see her anywhere. James walked past and Halley grabbed his arm. "Hey have you seen Anne?" she asked him.

James nodded in the direction of the back kitchen where all the supplies were kept.

Halley smiled to him in thanks as she headed into the back area. Dean and Sam tried to follow her but she stopped them. "I really don't think that anything is going on," she told them with a shrug.

"We're still going in with you," Sam told her.

She sighed and opened up the door to where James had said that Anne would be.

Dean and Sam were only a few feet behind her and she didn't think much of it. That is, until she walked through the door and it slammed behind her.

Her hand flew to the handle and tried to yank it open but it was locked. Halley looked around and began to panic a little bit. "Anne?" Halley called out.

Nobody answered and that's what scared Halley the most. Now she knew that Sam and Dean had been right about everything. And she wouldn't even get to see them again to live down the 'I-told-you-so's.' How Halley would give anything to hear those words leave their mouths.

Halley began banging on the door and screaming for Sam and Dean. "Get me out of here!" She screamed as her fists banged louder and harder. She knew that her fists were probably red and would be swollen, if she even lived through this.

She let her fists fall down to her sides and she leaned against the door. Halley's breathing became faster and deeper as she tried to calm herself down. Too bad it wasn't really working out.

She could hear the sound of foot-steps coming closer and closer until she could swear that she should have been able to see the person by now. "Hello?" she called out to see if anyone would answer this time.

"Hello, Halley," came the familiar voice that belonged to Anne.

"Anne what's going on?" Halley asked. The fear in her voice was clearly detectable.

"I'm sorry Halley," Anne said. The funny thing was, it sounded like Anne's voice but at the same time it wasn't. It sounded like a funny robot or something like that. Then Halley knew what was going on. Anne really was possessed! Now she knew that things couldn't get any worse. She knew that she was going to die.

"Snap out of it Anne!" Halley yelled at her best friend.

Anne chuckled and played with the cooking knife that was in her hand. It was really, really sharp. "It's sort of sad how you're the only one who figured the whole thing out," Anne began. "Now you won't be able to warn any of the others." It seemed like Anne was acting sympathetic, but in a sarcastic way.

"But why are you doing this?" Halley demanded as she tried to stay focused on Anne while her eyes slowly scanned the room for something that she could defend herself with.

"Isn't it obvious?" Anne asked with a chuckle.

Halley didn't say anything.

"You should know why I'm doing this," Anne said. "You read all those websites."

Now Halley was more freaked out than ever. How did it know that she had read all those websites earlier that morning?

Anne was getting closer and Halley was running out of time.

Halley decided that she needed to make a run for it, even if it only got her to a different part of the room. At least then she would be able to find something to knock Anne out with.

So she ducked and ran as fast as she could, as low as she could, past Anne and to the other side of the room.

Anne threw the knife at Halley and it missed her shoulder by a few inches and got stuck in the wall. Halley grabbed the knife and held it out in front of her in defense.

Anne chuckled a little. "How cute," she said. "You really think that you could hurt me with that? Well, you wouldn't be hurting me. You would be hurting Anne. And we wouldn't want that now, would we?" It was taunting her. It was getting into her head and that was the last thing that Halley knew.

She could hear the sound of Dean and Sam trying to bang the door down, but it was no use. That door was made out of pure iron and if it was locked, then it was locked and there was nobody getting inside or outside without unlocking it. But Halley could see the door from where she was standing. It wasn't looked. Anne, or whatever was in Anne, must be keeping it closed with some force.

Halley didn't want to kill Anne. She just needed to distract her so she could knock her out. So she threw the knife and Anne easily dodged it without breaking a sweat.

Anne picked the knife up and threw it at Halley. Only this time, she wasn't fast enough. It hit her right in the left shoulder. She let out a cry of anguish as she felt the sharp blade rush through her skin. Her hand flew to the knife and slowly pulled it out. It was covered in her blood and she already felt a little light-headed. If she lost too much blood then she would pass out and she was surely dead.

Halley stumbled behind some shelves and grabbed a pot. She fell to the ground and scooted herself back towards a wall that was between a shelf. Now Anne couldn't see her and this was Halley's only good chance. She pulled herself up and tried to steady her hand that was holding the pot.

"Oh Halley," Anne called out. "Come out come out wherever you are!"

Halley could feel the blood that was dripping down her arm and hitting the floor. It sounded so loud, considering it was the only way that Anne could detect where Halley was.

Anne heard the blood and could hear Halley's breathing. She walked over to where Halley was hiding.

Halley saw Anne coming and she popped out from her hiding spot and swung the pot at Anne's head. It hit Anne within a matter of seconds and she dropped to the ground.

"Sorry Anne," Halley said in a hushed tone as she hit Anne was the pot again, knocking her out cold.

Halley dropped the pot and fell to the ground next to Anne. She didn't have any strength left to open the door. They would either have to keep trying or she would bleed to death. She figured that if they didn't get it open in a few minutes that she could always scoot herself over towards the door.

But just then the door banged open and Halley could hear Dean and Sam enter the room.

"Halley!!" Dean yelled out. From the sound of his voice, she could hear the concern.

"I'm over here," she called out with the amount of strength that she had left.

The sound of Dean and Sam's shoes hitting the concrete floor echoed through out the room as they became closer and closer until they were standing next to Halley.

"What happened?" Sam asked as he looked at Anne's body and then over at Halley.

"She attacked me," she explained. "She's just knocked out."

"We have to perform an exorcism on her," Sam said as he pulled out a journal from his coat pocket.

"Here?" Halley asked with a deep breath.

Dean knelt down next to Halley and tore a piece of cloth off of his shirt so he could wrap it around her shoulder.

"Dean you have to take Halley to the hospital," Sam said while he looked through the pages of his father's journal.

"No," Halley said without hesitation. "I want to stay here," she said. Not to mention the fact that Halley hated hospitals and needles. They really freaked her out.

Sam looked at Dean for help but he was too busy tying the cloth around her shoulder.

She winced in pain as he tied the knot. He looked at her and then back at her shoulder. "What did she do to you?" Dean asked.

"She threw a knife at me," Halley explained as she let out a small chuckle.

"Well Sam is right about one thing. You're going to need stitches," Dean said.

"Are you serious?" She complained.

"You can either let me take you to a hospital and have them done there or Sam can do them," Dean offered.

Halley looked back and forth between Sam and Dean until she groaned. "I'd rather have Sam do them."

Dean nodded his head and helped Halley stand up. She was still a little weak so Dean had to help support her weight.

Sam began chanting and Anne's body looked like it was having a seizure. A really bad seizure. Her mouth flew open and something that looked like a black swarm came out of her mouth and headed towards the ceiling. Halley's eyes followed it as it went out of the room.

"What was that?" She asked.

"The demon that was possessing Anne," Sam explained. "But you don't have to worry about Anne anymore. I just sent the demon back to hell." Sam gave a soft smile as he closed the book and stuffed it back into his jacket.

"So is Anne safe now?" Halley asked.

"She should be," Sam said. He was trying to be reassuring but he didn't feel the need to lie to Halley anymore just to make her feel better. She had proven that she could handle the truth. "Well we better call an ambulance so they can take Anne to the hospital." Sam stood up and pulled out his cell-phone.

Dean helped Halley walk out of the back room and out to his car. He helped her get into the back seat where she sat there, trying to fight that pain that her shoulder was causing her. He pulled his head out of the back seat and placed his hand on the door so he could close it.

"Dean," Halley began.

He put his head back into the car. "What?"

"I'm sorry," Halley apologized.

"For what?" Dean asked.

Halley sighed. "Everything. For yelling at you and I just feel like everything that just happened was my fault," she explained.

Dean climbed into the back seat with her and sat down. "It's not your fault," he reassured her. "Anne was going to attack you even if we were with you."

"Yeah but I should have believed you when you said that something was going on," she pointed out.

"Yeah, well maybe that was your fault," Dean said with a grin.

Halley smiled and let it slide. She wasn't going to yell at Dean for being, Dean.

The sound of sirens were heard in the background and Halley turned her head as far as she could go without hurting her shoulder. "What is Sam going to tell them?" she asked.

Dean shrugged. "He'll make something up," he explained.

Halley chuckled a little as she watched several men run inside the Diner. Within a few moments they came out with Anne being carried on one of those board things. She could see Sam talking to one of the police officers inside, most liking telling them a story.

Sam walked outside and got into the drivers side. "We have to get you to the motel so we can stitch those up," Sam said as he started the car.

Dean shut the door. It looked like he was going to be sitting in the back with Halley for this ride. She would have thought that Dean would have wanted to drive. But she wasn't complaining.

Sam quickly drove to the motel. Once they arrived Dean helped Halley get out of the car and he helped her walk into the motel room.

"Are you sure I need stitches?" She asked again with a pleading voice.

Sam shut the door and began rummaging through a duffel bag. "Yes," he said.

Halley groaned and Dean sat her down on a bed so that Sam could have her steadied. "Im just warning you that I don't handle needles well," she warned Sam.

Sam laughed a little. "Don't worry about it. The knife wasn't that big so it won't take me that long."

Halley watched as Sam cut some medical thread. Sam walked into the bathroom to sterilize the needle. Halley hated needles.

Dean sat down next to Halley and took her hand. "You can squeeze me hand if it helps," Dean offered with a shrug.

Halley looked at him like he was crazy. "You're going to regret that you offered," she warned him.

Dean rolled his eyes. "I don't think you can do much damage," he said.

Sam walked out of the bathroom with the needle threaded and everything. "Are you ready?" he asked with raised eyebrows as he sat down on the other side of her.

"No," she snapped.

Sam and Dean chuckled a little as Sam untied the cloth and tossed it on the floor. He brought the needle close to her skin. "You're just going to feel a pinch," he explained as he got ready to have the needle dive into her skin.

"Just shut up and do it already Sam," Halley ordered. She was getting a little bitchy because, quite frankly she didn't want to go through with this.

Dean laughed and Sam did as he was told.