Karli sat in the back of the impala, her head against the window. They'd just left the motel about four hours ago and they were all in better shape than they had been when they first got in. Most of Karli's cuts had healed, except for the two that Meg had caused on the side of her face, but they were healing pretty nicely. Karli looked in the front seat and saw Sam was fast asleep in his seat and Dean had a smirk on his face.
"Dean, what are you gonna do?" Karli asked as she sat up against the seat.
"You'll see." Dean said as he put a spoon in Sam's mouth and took a picture of him on his phone. Karli rolled her eyes and sat back as Dean turned up the stereo, causing Sam to wake up. He took the spoon out and glared at Dean.
"You're a jerk." Sam said, throwing the spoon on the floor.
"I know you are but what am I?" Dean replied.
"You're pulling those childish pranks like when we were kids. Well I'm not taking part in it." Sam told him.
"Why, scared of getting a little Nair in your shampoo again?" Dean asked.
"All right, just remember you started it." Sam told him.
"Oh, whatever you say baldy." Dean smirked as he pulled into the parking lot of a diner in Richardson, Texas.
"Okay, what's this one again?" Karli asked, getting out of the car.
"Teenagers went into a house that's said to be haunted. They went into the basement and saw a girl hanging down there. They went to the cops but when they got there, the body was gone." Sam said as they walked inside. He walked over to a teenager to question him, while Karli went to the other guy and Dean took the girl. Karli walked over to the guy and smiled softly.
"Hi, My name's Danielle. I was wondering if I could ask you about the girl you found." Karli asked him.
"Yeah, I've told the story enough. Well, a friend of mine told me about the haunted house, so me and two of my other friends decided to go. We didn't believe it was haunted until we got into the cellar and the girl was just hanging there." The guy told her.
"What did she look like." Karli asked.
"I'll never forget. She had blonde hair and lifeless brown eyes. It's too bad she died, she was a total babe." Karli rolled her eyes at the last comment.
"Who was the person who told you about the house?" Karli asked him.
"Craig Thurston." He told her.
"Thank you for your help." Karli said, getting up.
"Hey, you wanna go out sometime?" He asked her.
"I'm sorry, but I'm taken." Karli said, turning around and heading back to Dean and Sam. "Okay, what'd you find out?" She asked them.
"Red head was hanging in the cellar, dead." Sam told her.
"Really, I got brunette." Dean told him.
"Blonde." Karli said as the three of them left and continued going over details.
"So apparently these kids can't get a story straight. Leave it to stoners." Karli said as they walked into the record store.
"Yeah, the only thing that was consistent was this guy." Dean said as he looked around at the records.
"Can I help you ?" A guy asked them.
"Maybe. Are you Craig Thurston?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, why?" He asked.
"We were wondering if you could tell us about the house where the girl was found." Karli told him.
"What about it." Craig asked them.
"Because we're reporters and were assigned to find out the history of the house." Dean told him.
"Alright. A while ago, a farmer named Mordecai lived there with six daughters during the Depression, and he killed his children rather then watch them starve to death then killed himself. He hung the six of them and then himself." He told them. "People say that if a girl enters, Mordecai will go after her and kill her like he killed his daughters."
"Thank you, that's very helpful." Sam said as the three of them walked out of the shop.
"Oh Sam, that was very kind of you." Dean said as he got into the car. Karli went to open the door but Sam shook his head. Dean started the car and Spanish music started to play loudly from the speakers. Dean rushed to turn it down as Karli and Sam sat down in their seats. "That the best you can do. That's weak." Dean told him as he drove toward the house.
"Okay, lets find Mordecai." Karli said as she walked up to the house.
"No, you're not going in there." Sam told her, blocking her way.
"And why not?" Karli asked, crossing her arms.
"You heard that kid. A girl enters and old Mordecai will kill her." Sam stated.
"Yeah, okay. I almost got killed by a reaper, a scarecrow creep, and some psychotic chick, and now you're telling me it's too dangerous." Karli looked up at him. When he didn't respond, she continued, "Yeah, that's what I thought." She walked past him, into the abandoned house. She looked around and noticed symbols on every wall.
"Looks like old man Murdoch was a bit of a tagger during his time." Dean said as he looked around.
"And after his time, too. The reverse cross was used by satanists for centuries, but the sigil of sulphur didn't show up in San Francisco until the '60's." Sam told him, walking over to one of the walls.
"Exactly why you never get laid." Dean said, earning a glare from Sam. Dean walked over to one of the walls while Sam walked around and took pictures of the symbols.
"What is it?" Karli asked, coming up beside Dean.
"I seen this symbol before." Dean said, pointing to the symbol in front of them, "I just can't figure out where." They both turned when they heard a noise come from the other room. Dean and Sam looked at each other and walked toward the door. Sam counted to three before he slammed the door open to reveal two guys.
"What are you guys doing here?" One of the guys asked.
"What the hell are you guys doing here?" Dean asked.
"Uh, we belong here, we're professionals." The other guy said.
"Professional what?" Dean asked again.
"Ghost hunters." The first guy said.
"What are your names?" Karli asked them sweetly. They looked over, just noticing her, and smiled.
"I'm Harry." The first guy said.
"I'm Ed." the other one said.
"So you guys are ghost hunters?" Karli asked, walking over to them. She felt Dean's eyes on her the whole time.
"Well, yeah." Harry said, shuffling his feet.
"I think any guy who could hunt ghosts is very brave." Karli smirked and placed her hand on his cheek. He let out a cheesy laugh and she smiled up at him.
"So, you guys ever seen a real ghost before?" Dean asked, feeling uncomfortable as Karli flirted with them.
"Once. We were investigating this old house and we saw a vase fall right off the table." Ed told him.
"By itself." Harry filled in.
"Well, we-we-we didn't actually see it, but we heard it. And something like that, it changes you." Karli smiled at them and turned around, rolling her eyes. She looked over at Dean and saw that he looked uncomfortable. 'Good.' Karli thought to herself.
"I'm so amazed that you guys would hunt ghosts after that experience. I'd be too scared." Karli smiled at them.
"Yeah, so if you guys don't mind, we're trying to conduct a serious scientific investigation, here." Harry told them.
"Oh yeah? What do you got so far?" Dean asked.
"Why don't tell 'em about EMF, Harry?" Ed told him.
"Well…" Harry answered in mock modesty.
"EMF?" Sam questioned.
"Electromagnetic Field. Spectral entities can cause energy fluctuation that can be read with an EMF detector" He pulled a small black box out of his jacket, "Such as this bad boy right here. 2.8--wow, it's hot in here." Harry explained. Sam let out a whistle.
"Really, well we'll let you boys get back to work." Sam said as the three of them walked out of the room. Karli turned around and waved at them before turning around and walking back out with Sam and Dean. She looked over at Dean and saw that he was upset. 'Good, he's done that to me dozens of times.'
"I say we go to a bar. I need a drink." Dean said as they got into the car and Dean sped away from the house and toward the town.
"So what was up with you this afternoon?" Dean asked when they were alone. Sam had left and went back to the motel.
"Nothing, why do you ask." Karli replied innocently.
"Don't play innocent. You were flirting with those two crack heads that called themselves ghost hunters." Dean looked over at her.
"It was just to find out information. It was all to help with the case." Karli replied.
"Yeah, saying they're all brave and macho when they'd probably run if they ever saw a real ghost." Dean glared.
"It was just an act." Karli told him, "I promise. Besides, there's only one guy I have my eyes on."
"Really and who might that be?" Dean asked, standing up and walking toward her.
"Oh, I'm sure you know him." Karli smiled, wrapping an arm around his neck and pulling him down to her. She kissed him softly as he placed his hands on her hips and deepened the kiss. Karli pulled herself closer to him and kissed him harder, but pulled back when she felt a pain in her side.
"What's the matter?" Dean asked her.
"I dunno, something feels…wrong." Karli told him.
"What do you mean wrong. Like we're wrong or what?" He asked again.
"No, we're fine." Karli smiled slightly, "I don't know how to explain it. Something feels, odd."
"We should head back to the motel, it's getting late and you're going crazy." Dean smirked at her. She hit him playfully on the arm. He kissed her again briefly and wrapped his arm around her waist, walking with her back to the motel, which wasn't very far from the bar, about five minutes away. When they walked into the room, Karli tried to move away so Sam didn't see them but he held her in place. He opened the door and saw Sam laying on his bed.
"This little girl can drink." Dean said, walking her over to the bed and laying her down.
"You let her drink?" Sam asked him.
"No, the bartender did. I thought she was just drinking coke, didn't know it was a rum and coke until around her twelfth one." Dean said as he tucked her in. Karli just looked up at him and glared. 'Great, now Sam thinks I'm drunk.' Karli rolled her eyes.
"Dean, that was so irresponsible." Sam yelled at him.
"Shhh, let her sleep." Dean said, walking over and turning off the light, "End of discussion." He slid under the covers behind her and wrapped his arms around her. Karli moved her arm back and elbowed him in the arm.
"What was that for?" Dean whispered, mock hurt.
"Telling Sam I was drunk." Karli whispered back and turned around, moving away from a little. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.