Between Sam and my wing, I probably would have jumped in that water to try and save him but he grabbed the back of my coat before I could even think about it knowing me better than I thought. That and my wing decided to heal so I wouldn't have gotten far. When the sheriff came we followed him in the Impala. Surprisingly all of us were silent the whole ride only thinking about what we saw.

We stopped in front of the police station then the four of us walked in the door. Andrea was here and she looked over at us.

"Sam, Dean, Sabrina."

She stood up, putting a bag and container she had on the chair.

"I didn't expect to see you here."

"So now you're on a first-name basis." Jake asked pretty harshly. "What are you doing here?"

"I brought you dinner." Andrea told him.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart, I don't really have the time."

"I heard about Bill Carlton. Is it true? Is something going on with the lake?"

"Right now we don't know what the truth is. But I think it might be better if you and Lucas went on home."

Lucas looked up and whined, looking rather terrified. He jumped up and grabbed Dean's arm.

"Lucas, hey, what is it?" Dean asked. "Lucas."

"Lucas." Andrea said.

"Lucas, it's okay. It's okay. Hey, Lucas, it's okay. It's okay."

Andrea pulled Lucas away from Dean and lead him outside. Lucas didn't look away from Dean though. The poor kid looked so terrified but why? If the spirit was after Bill then it was over.

Jake threw down his jacket and went into his office. Sam, Dean, and I followed.

"Okay, just so I'm clear, you see…something attack Bill's boat, sending Bill—who is a very good swimmer, by the way—into the drink, and you never see him again?"

Dean glanced at us before answering.

"Yeah, that about sums it up."

"And I'm supposed to believe this, even though I've already sonar-swept that entire lake? And what you're describing is impossible? And you're not really Wildlife Service?"

The three of us looked at him surprised. This isn't good.

"That's right, I checked. Department's never heard of you two."

"See, now, we can explain that." I said.

"Enough. Please. The only reason you're breathing free air is one of Bill's neighbors saw him steering out that boat just before you did. So, we have a couple of options here. I can arrest you for impersonating government officials and hold you as material witnesses to Bill Carlton's disappearance. Or, we can chalk this all up to a bad day, you get into your car, you put this town in your rearview mirror, and you don't ever darken my doorstep again."

I folded my hands together putting them down in front of me.

"Door number two sounds good." I answered.

"That's the one I'd pick."

~S~

As Dean drove us out I couldn't help but think about Lucas. He was scared of something. I really wondered what. Right now I resisted the urge to scream as a major part of my wing healed while laying down in the back seat.

"You ok back there Sabrina?" Sam asked looking over the seat at me.

"Peachy." I mumbled.

"Get some rest. It will be a while before we get any where."

"Yeah, yeah ok."

I turned my back to them as I pulled my coat tightly around myself. After a few moments the car stopped probably at the light but we were still stopped so I though maybe I fell asleep.

"Green." Sam said proving me wrong.

"What?" Dean questioned.

"Light's green."

I felt us turn.

"Uh, the interstate's the other way."

"I know."

I sat up slowly leaning against the seat.

"What's going on?" I mumbled.

"Dean's turning around." Sam answered.

"Thank goodness."

He looked at me surprised.

"Guys, this job, I think it's over."

"I'm not so sure." We said.

"If Bill murdered Peter Sweeney and Peter's spirit got its revenge, case closed. The spirit should be at rest."

"All right, so what if we take off and this thing isn't done? You know, what if we've missed something? What if more people get hurt?" Dean countered.

"But why would you think that?"

"Because Lucas was really scared." I said and Dean nodded in agreement.

"I understand Brie, but you Dean? That's what this is about?"

"I just don't want to leave this town until I know the kid's okay."

"Who are you? And what have you done with my brother?"

I smiled as Dean glanced at Sam.

"Shut up."

I winced slightly as I felt a few of the last bones moved into place.

"Brie, you're not even ok to sit in a car." Sam said.

"And?"

He looked at me and I sighed. He wanted me to stay back. I looked out the window despising the idea but I agreed to let him tell me what to do.

"Ok, fine. I'll stay in the car."

"Thank you."

"Yeah. Yeah." I grumbled as leaned back in the seat crossing my arms.

"Brie, I…"

"Sam, it's fine. Just don't be like this every time I'm like this ok?"

"No promises." He said giving a small grin.

Now Dean stopped in front of the Barr house. They got out and went up the house. I watched as Dean rang the door bell and Lucas answered desperately afraid. I sat up straight as I watched him run in with the guys following. It was about thirty seconds when I couldn't help it.

"Forget it." I said leaping out of the car.

I ran through the front door looking around when I heard noises upstairs. I took them two at a time refusing to double over as the last of my wings bones. I didn't realize the stairs were flooded as I came into the hall seeing Dean holding Lucas back. Dean nodded to the room and I rushed in seeing Sam struggling to pull defiantly Andrea.

I ran over putting my hands in the water grabbing Andrea before I spread my wings and gave one flap giving us the amount of force we needed to pull her out. The three of us were on the floor as Andrea coughed water out of her lungs.

"I'm never staying behind again." I mumbled standing up and grabbing a towel for Andrea.

~S~

"Can you tell me?" I asked Andrea with my arms on my knees.

"No."

The boys and I decided it was better if I talk to Andrea girl to girl while they looked for clues.

"It doesn't make any sense." She said before she started to cry. "I'm going crazy."

She put her face in her hands and I let out a small sigh.

"No, you're not. Tell me what happened. Everything."

"I heard…I thought I heard…there was this voice." She whispered keeping her hands close to her face.

"What did it say?"

"It said…it said 'come play with me'."

She put her face back in her hands.

What's happening?"

"We're figuring it out." I assured her.

Now I heard walking behind me. I turned seeing both of them come back Dean holding a book.

"What?" I mouthed.

He held up the book that said "Jake – 12 years old". I nodded them over and they did. Dean put the book down in front of Andrea, opening it to a picture of Explorer Troop 37.

"Do you recognize the kids in these pictures?" He asked.

"What? Um, um, no. I mean, except that's my dad right there. He must have been about twelve in these pictures."

She pointed to her dad and the three of us exchanged a look. Jake was standing next to Peter.

"Chris Barr's drowning. The connection wasn't to Bill Carlton. It must have been to the sheriff." Dean said.

"Bill and the sheriff—they were both involved with Peter." I muttered looking back at the picture.

"What about Chris? My dad—what are you talking about?" Andrea questioned.

"Lucas?" I heard Dean say.

I looked up seeing Lucas was staring out the window.

"Lucas, what is it?" Dean asked.

Lucas started walking to a door then opened the door and walked outside. All of us followed.

"Lucas, honey?"

Lucas stopped and looked at the ground, then at Dean. Dean looked at me now.

"Don't you dare." I said realizing why he turned to me.

"We don't know what we're going to find. Right now you're our best option to keep them safe."

"I hate you Winchesters." I mumbled but spoke to them. "Andrea and Lucas, we're going back to the house and staying there, okay?"

Andrea pulled Lucas back to the house with me in the lead as they went to the Impala to get shovels. I watched outside as they dug the ground looking for whatever Lucas knew about.

"How often do they do this?"

I looked behind me at Andrea as she looked at them curiously. I laughed quietly.

"Too often probably. I've only been with them for a few weeks so I don't quite know."

I turned back to them.

"What do you even do?"

"Trust me when I say you don't want to know." I answered looking back at her.

When I looked back I saw something I didn't want to. Jake had his gun aimed at Sam and Dean. Andrea noticed too.

"Oh my god."

"Andrea." I turned to her. "You need to go out there and you need to talk him down."

"Why can't you?"

"You're his daughter. He won't hurt you. Me, he doesn't know or trust. Andrea, you have to. Mention what happened in the tub ok? Please."

She looked at Lucas.

"I got Lucas. They need your help now."

She nodded but still talked to Lucas.

"Go to your room, sweetie. Now. Lock the door and wait for me. Don't come out."

He ran off and she went outside. I stood there watching as I played with my necklace while biting my lip.

"Heaven above, please be ok."

I watched for a moment when I felt something off. I turned my head looking around.

"Lucas?" I called.

He didn't come. I ran off and up the stairs. His room was wide open. He never went in.

"Christo." I muttered flying down the stairs before running outside.

I looked around rapidly until I saw Lucas…on the dock reaching toward the water. I darted that way hoping I didn't have to fly.

"Lucas!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I got to the edge of dock.

"Lucas!" I heard Jake yell.

"Lucas! Get away!" I shouted.

He didn't so I started running over when a hand came up and pulled Lucas into the water.

"Lucas!" I screamed before I jumped off the dock diving into the water.

I swam deep seeing Lucas. He held out his hand and I took it trying to pull him away from Peter.

"Heaven help me now as I push my limits." I thought.

I moved down putting an arm around Lucas doing my best to pull just not strong enough against the ghost.

"I won't let this happen. Not today." I thought.

I spread my wings using the force of them flying normally above but this time to propel. It was enough I pulled him away looking around frantically till I saw one of them. I pointed for Lucas and he quickly went that way when Peter grabbed my ankle. I tried kicking him but that wasn't working well against a ghost. I looked towards Lucas seeing he had run out of air but one of the boys was bringing him up now. My oxygen was almost all gone when all the sudden Peter let me go. Again I used my wings to propel but I accidently used too much.

I flew up out of the water going a bit higher than the dock. I shrieked as I went down but landed on soft ground. I groaned putting a hand on my forehead when a familiar pained laugh sounded. My eyes darted up quickly.

"Oh my gosh!" I yelped getting off into a sitting position next to Sam. "Are you alright?"

"Yup." He let out another pained laugh as he put a hand on his chest. "I'm ok."

"I am so sorry."

"It's ok, just tell me why you flew into the air."

I then realized I had no good excuse. I thought for a good answer but I didn't have one so I used a bad one.

"Peter did it." I lied. "Threw me up. Guess I'm just not that cute."

Sam sat up looking at me before shaking his head.

"Alright then. Good to know you're better."

I nodded remembering I was still suppose to be injured.

"Told you it wasn't that bad."

"Good to know you're a fast healer sweetheart."

I looked at the other side of the dock seeing Dean with Andrea hugging Lucas tightly.

"Lucas! Are you ok?" I asked.

"Yes."

I blinked surprised. He just spoke."Uh…good. That's good."

~S~

I looked around us not seeing Jake. I turned to Sam to ask but he shook his head glancing at the lake. That's why he backed off. I nodded. It sucked that we couldn't save Jake as well but I had to say, other than that, all in all, it was a good ending.

We walked out of the motel carrying our bags ready to move on. Dean opened the back door and we tossed them in. I didn't care I was going to be sitting with them because honestly, they made a good pillow I discovered.

"Look, we're not gonna save everybody." Sam said once Dean closed the door.

"I know." He muttered.

"Sam, Dean, Sabrina."

We looked seeing Andrea walking up with Lucas who was carrying a try. I smiled.

"Hey." Dean called as we came over.

"We're glad we caught you. We just, um, we made you lunch for the road."

"That's awesome." I grinned and Lucas gave me a little smile too.

"Lucas insisted on making the sandwiches himself." Andrea told us.

"Can I give it to them now?" He asked her.

"Of course." She smiled and kissed Lucas's head.

"Come on, Lucas, let's load this into the car." Dean told him leading him away.

"How you holding up?" Sam questioned.

"It's just gonna take a long time to sort through everything, you know?"

"Andrea, I'm sorry." I sighed.

She shook her head.

"You saved my son. I can't ask for more than that. Dad loved me. He loved Lucas. No matter what he did, I just have to hold on to that."

I nodded to that as I turned to look at Dean. I grinned as I listened.

"All right, if you're gonna be talking now, this is a very important phrase, so I want you to repeat it one more time."

"Zeppelin rules!"

"That's right. Up high."

Dean held his hand up for a high-five. Lucas gladly did, grinning. I looked at Sam nodding to Dean before I walked over.

"Don't make a mini casanova. Jeez."

"Shut up." He told me.

"Oh you adore me." I smirked.

"Sabrina."

I looked at Lucas and he handed me a piece of paper. I crouched down taking it. I opened it up seeing it was me sitting on the dock but there was one detail that surprised me.

"Lucas, what are those?" I asked pointing.

"Your wings."

I laughed quietly.

"Can you see them?" I whispered.

He nodded.

"I saw you use them."

"Ok, well it's our little secret. Is that alright?"

He nodded. It didn't surprise me. Only special people could see my wings other than other angels. There is a special case where one other person could see my wings but that wasn't important to me right now. If it happened, it happened.

"What are you two whispering about?" Dean asked.

"My picture." I said handing it to Dean.

"What are those, wings?"

"Yes."

"I say you should have horns." He smirked handing it back to me.

"Oh bite me." I told him putting the picture in my coat pocket.

"Is that a request?"

I looked at him confused and he laughed loudly.

"Oh Sabrina. Maybe you are angel."

"What?" I questioned.

He kept chuckling ignoring me as he turned back to Lucas. I felt so confused.

"You take care of your mom, okay?" He told him.

All right."

Andrea came over with Sam as Dean and I stood up. I still tried to think about what that meant when Andrea kissed Dean. Sam stood behind them trying not to laugh as I watched surprised.

"Thank you."

Dean stood there a minute, then scratched his head and went around the car.

"Sam, Sabrina, move your asses. We're gonna run out of daylight before we hit the road."

Sam and I glanced at each other shaking our heads before getting in. The three of us smiled at Andrea and Lucas waving goodbye before we drove away. Now I patted Dean on the shoulder.

"Good going casanova."

"Shut up. You're too innocent to even know what that means."

"I sure do know."

"Oh yeah, tell me. Why'd I ask if it was a request?"

"I don't know that though."

He chuckled looking back at the road as Sam looked at us confused.

"What are you two talking about?"

"Sabrina the little angel back there told me to bite her."

"What?" He asked shocked as he looked at me.

"What?" I threw up my arms. "What I do?"

"Brie, do you not know what that means?"

"Bite me? Yeah, it's an insult."

"Do you know what Dean's talking about?"

I shook my head. That made Sam hit him on the arm.

"Ow. What the hell?"

"Just stop."

"I'm so confused." I mumbled looking between them.

"Sabrina, you-you do know about-" Sam was trying to ask something but he seemed very awkward about it.

"Know about…What Sam?"

"Never mind." He decided looking away.

I threw up my hands looking between them.

"What am I missing?!"

Dean just laughed as Sam kept looking awkward.

"You two are so weird." I muttered leaning back and crossing my arms.

"And you're our innocent little angel." Dean smirked.

He didn't know how right he was. I took the picture out looking at it again. My wings were folded behind me as I sat on the dock drenched. I was an innocent little angel.