I watched 'Sleepy Hollow' with Johnny Depp for the 800th time not too long ago and thought 'Lets have the everyone encounter the headless horsemen'.

If you are unfamiliar with the legend, it will be explained as best as I can. Thank you Wikipedia for a detailed summery. 'The Legend of Sleepy Hollow' is considered one of the first horror stories in American history and a beloved folk tail. Enjoy!

Sam and Dean were peacefully sleeping when Bella charged into their room.

"Wake up you lazy bums! You'll never believe what Castiel and I just discovered!"

"Those are some words a brother should ever hear from his sister." Dean mumbled into his pillow.

"Not that you perverted idjit!" She grabbed one of his pillows and smacked him on the head.

"Bells, you're spending too much Bobby." They heard Sam grumble as he wiped the sleep from his eyes.

"Well, I did live with him for nearly 9 years and when you spent three weeks training at his junk yard with your angel boyfriend and the dude who turned you into a dog, you pick up a few new things. "

"And again, stuff I should never hear you say!" Dean yelled as he finally started to move.

"Does everything I say about Cas and I sound like a sexual innuendo, Sam?"

"No, but remember this is Dean, who often confuses reality and porn, that we are talking about."

"Good point. Any hu, back to the job. Pack you bags boys, we're going to Sleepy Hollow!"

"So, what's the job, sis?" Dean asked as they pulled out of the hotel. He noted how his twin siblings were looking at him with that 'Are you kidding me?" face. "What?"

"Dean, did you ever read the 'Legend of Sleepy Hollow' in school."

"Yeah. Cop dude goes to investigate a bunch of be headings." He said smugly.

"That's Tim Burton's version of the story. Sammy, please break it down for our dear brother." Bella asked as she leaned her head back and listened to Sam talk.

"Ok, so in 1829 Washington Irving wrote a short story about a Hessian trooper who had his head shot off by a cannon ball during the American Revolution. The legend is that he goes out searching for his head, cutting off his victims heads until his returned."

"This just a legend, right?" Dean asked skeptically.

"I don't think so. There was one guy who said he actually rode with the spirit until it turned into a skeleton and threw him the brook and disappeared.

"So why are we going?"

"About a week ago, three bodies were found decapitated. None of the heads where found. The medical examiner said the wound around the neck was cauterized instantly. As in, the blade was hot as hell when the poor shmuck lost his head." Bella explained from the back. Then out of the blue she added "Hi honey, how was your trip?"

"Who are you talking to?" Dean asked he looked in the rearview mirror and saw Castiel sitting next to his sister. "Geeze, Cas! What have I said about popping without warning!"

"Isabella did warn you, Dean." Cas informed as he silently took hold of Bella's hand and smiled at her and she smiled back. She laid her head on his shoulder and drifted off to sleep.

A few hours later they arrived in the town. Everywhere there were signs of a headless horsemen, making the place an obvious tourist attraction.

"Wow, these guys are really milking theses killings huh? This could be all be a con to sucker these people, you know?" Dean observed as they pulled into a bed and breakfast.

The girl behind the counter dropped her romance novel as the group of four walked in. The three guys and girl. Her eyes fell on the one man with the most blue eyes she had ever seen. Tossing her hair a bit as they came up to the counter, she noted how the girl of the group glared at her and took the man's hand.

"Two rooms please. One with two beds and the other just one." Dean asked, noting his sisters actions

"Cash or credit?"

"Credit place" He placed a VISA card under one of his fake names on the counter and signed the slip.

"Rooms 14 and 15. Congrates you got the last rooms."

"Tourism really up?" Sam asked as he shifted the strap of his backpack.

"Yeah. Theses re-enactment killings are making business boom. Enjoy your stay." She picked up her book and saw the girl was still looking a her with a very territorial look on her face, her brown eyes almost black with anger. The blue eyed man, quietly wrapped his arms around her and led her out the door.

"Holy crap Bells, jealous much?" Dean smirked as the group walked to their rooms.

"I'm a were-wolf, smart ass. We're territorial over the ones we love. Remember right before I changed? When I kissed Cas in the bar?"

"I wanted to claw my eyes out, so yeah I remember."

"Whatever." Without another word, she unlocked the door to her own room.. Castiel followed, worried about his charge and love.

"Are you alright, Isabella?" He questioned as she dropped her bag by the bed and sat on the edge. She ran one hand through her long hair and looked at him.

"I'm fine Cas. Just my wolf instincts going in overdrive."

"You were jealous when you have no reason to be." He silently sat beside her and gently moved her so she was resting against his chest, listening to his heart beat. "My heart beats only for you. There will never be anyone else."

"How do you do that, Cas?" She questioned, still listening to his heart beat.

"What?"

"How do you know your feelings for me, when you aren't even suppose to have emotions?"

"It is different when an angel is with their mate. Their feelings for them are known instantly. Part of me knew I loved you, even before you turned and imprinted on me. At first I thought it was just the devotion one has to their charge. Now I know that Father created you to be mine from the day you were born." He gently stroked her hair and listened to her breathing, which become slow and steadied. She had fallen asleep.

Bella fell asleep with a smile on her lips as she listened to Castiel explain his love for her. This was the most peaceful sleep she had had in a while. Nightmares of Dean, Sam, and their father's deaths plague her mind. Most nights she'd wake up screaming for her brothers or Castiel. It was always Cas that reached her first. Then Sam and Dean would come in and try to comfort her as Cas make her cup of herbal tea to help her fall back asleep.

As Dean would say 'No chick flick moments' Lets get to the exciting part.

The next day, the brothers impersonated FBI agents and went to look at the bodies, while Bella and Cas played tourists and went around town to learn more about the lore of the town. Luckily, they brought some regular cloths so Cas could blend in better with the crowd. The couple stopped off at the museum and listen to the tour guide as she recited the story Bella already knew by heart.

"There are some that Brom Bones was actually the horseman and chased Ichabod away so he could steal Katrina."

"If that's true, then way have three people been decapitated?" Bella whispered to Castiel. He just shrugged his shoulders and enjoyed his first time alone with her in a long time. Yes, they were technically working, but her brothers were not around and he could hold her hand or wrap his arm around her waist without Dean's eyes on him.

"Now these, are replicas of the bones of the Hessian. Oh, scary isn't it. Moving on!" She moved wiggled her fingers and talked in a scary voice. She reminded Bella of that tour guide when they were investigating the so called "Spirit phone." They moved pasted a glass case with what appeared to be fake bones, but then the EMF in Bella's pocket started to whine, and the needle was in the red.

"Cas, these bones are really his." There was a touch of fear in her voice, so he tightened his grip around her waist. "We need to call the guys."

"So the bones are actually on display? These people are sick!" Dean yelled as they sat back in the guys room.

"Odds are they though they were fake." Sam said as he sat at his computer.

"And there was no head, right Bells?" Dean asked again after rolling his eyes at his brother's comment.

"Well no, but I have a theory on that."

"Oh, here we go."

"Shut up and listen will ya? Ok. Theory 1) Since these are the bones of a headless guy, they never put a skull in the display. 2) They never found a head when the poor douche died. And my personal fav: Someone broke into the case, stole the skull and is using it to control the horsemen."

"So what do we do? Salt and burn the bones?"

"We need to find the head first. We need to stop him from killing, lead him back to his original gave site, and then we need to steal the bones and burn them."

"How do we find the head?"

"I don't know! Do I look like Sam?" She had to pause and think about what she had just said. "Never mind." She just walked through the adjoining door and went to her room.

She was sitting on her bed, looking through the local paper, trying to see who could gain anything with the recent killings. She ran her hands over her face and decided to take a walk. Tucking her key into her back pocket, she walked out her door as quietly as possible.

It was nightfall outside. Slipping her hands in to her jean pockets, she enjoyed the sound of the crickets. She mind began to wander when she heard a horse neigh behind her. Turning slowly, she saw a figure on top a horse, a figure with no head.

"Oh, crap!" She turned and ran in the direction of the hotel, hearing the horseman follow close behind her. She saw a bridge up ahead and ran across it, remember that he couldn't cross it. Once across she cautiously looked behind her and saw he was gone.

Running as fast as she could, she all but knocked the door down of her own room and found all the guys there.

"Bella! What is it? What's wrong baby girl?" Sam grabbed his twin's shoulders and steadied her as her breathing slowed down enough so she could talk.

"I went out for a walk and nearly lost my head! Literally!"

"What are you talking about Iz?" Dean asked as he moved to stand by her.

"She's been marked" Cas came out of nowhere.

"What? What the hell are you talking about Cas?" Dean questioned the angel.

"Who ever is controlling the horseman has marked Isabella." He gently took her right hand and rolled up the sleeve of her light blue flannel shirt that she was wearing over a grey tank top. He reveled a pentagram just below the elbow.

The three siblings looked in horror at the mark.

"Guys, what do we do?" She asked trying to hide the terror in her voice.

"We are not doing anything. Sam and I will find this sonofabitch! You, baby sis, are gonna stay in this room until we find him and to make sure you stay put, Cas, you're staying with her!" Dean ordered.

"I will not leave her side Dean." Cas nodded as he slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her close.

"Dude, can you at least wait till we leave before you go and put the moves on my sister!" Dean yelled as he ran out of the room. Sam just smiled as he left the room. He loved seeing Dean freak out over the affection Castiel showed their sister. But mostly, he was glad she was finally happy, well as happy as anyone can be with a headless ghost after them, but happy still to be in the arms of her love.

Castiel held her close that evening. He laid on his side with her back against his chest. He had removed his coat, jacket, shoes, socks, and tie to be more comfortable. Part of him was even tempted to remove his white shirt, just so he could feel her body heat against his own.

She was in a pair of black shorts and white sleeveless that hugged her torso. He gently kissed her head and touched his forehead to the back of her neck.

"Father, please help me protect her. I cannot live without her, not anymore." He softly prayed as he listened to her breathing.

Who is controlling the horsemen? Can the guys protect her long enough to find the sonofabitch? Thanks for the reviews!