A/N: Hey everyone…I'm SO sorry for the long wait (hides behind Dean and Sam)…It's been hectic, not to mention my beta was gone and I got a small case of the writers block lol. Luckily she came back and lit the fuse and here it is. It's longer than usual, my gift to you all for being patient lol. So, please enjoy and let me know what ya'll think about this chapter. Love ya lots and thanks for reading.

Chapter 21

Everything swirled around her; Dean was too far for her to reach. She could hear him calling her name but she couldn't answer him, it wasn't her anymore. 'God she's gonna kill them.'

Dean was holding onto Haley's arms trying to keep her focused. Maybe his touch was enough to hold her here, to keep her from whatever it was that was hurting her.

Haley went limp in his arms. Dean held her upright despite the protest from his bleeding shoulder. There was no way in hell he was gonna let her go, not ever.

Sam put his hand on Dean's back to keep him from tumbling over under Haley's weight. Normally Dean could carry her without a problem, but usually Dean didn't have a knife jabbed into his shoulder.

"Dean let me take her, man," Sam said concerned.

All of a sudden Haley's body jerked up and she pushed away from Dean, sending him into Sam.

"You will never find happiness!" she yelled as she backed up towards the mirror.

"Yea well I kinda had that one figured out already," Dean said trying to catch his breath

Haley smiled at them menacingly and with one swift motion of her hand she pulled the knife from Sam's hand and sent both Sam and Dean flying towards the wall, both hitting with a loud thud and slumping to the floor unconscious.

'Dean, Sam!!' Haley screamed out in horror.

"Dean, Sam" The spirit said, mocking Haley. The spirit gave a wicked cackle and said,"You're pathetic."

'Pathetic? You fucking roam around a shit ass motel for years killing off girl's cus someone broke your heart and I'm pathetic?' Haley yelled accusingly.

The spirit walked Haley's body over to the mirror and stared at it for a few minuets. "What a shame, it saddens me to have to kill you so fast, I was having such fun..." Sighing she walked over to the weapons bag and rummaged through it until she found a rope.

"This will work just fine," she said with an icy grin on her face.

With a swat of her hand one end of the rope rose to the ceiling and then tied a noose around Haley's throat.

Haley tried to fight for control of her body, if she didn't get it soon Dean and Sam were going to wake up and find her hanging from the ceiling. 'Please….please let me out…I don't want to die, I don't want to leave them…please,' she begged.

The rope tightened around her neck and her body slowly rose a few inches from the ground. She clawed at the rope trying to put some distance between it and her neck but she couldn't. She couldn't breathe, she couldn't scream, she couldn't do anything.

Her body shook from the lack of oxygen. Her legs were kicking around wildly refusing to die without a fight, refusing to die period. She wasn't ready; she wasn't going down like this, not at the hands of some neurotic ghost.

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Sam slowly started coming to, although his mind was still fuzzy, the pain his body was beginning to register. Letting out a soft moan he pulled his body up and leaned on the wall for support. His head was throbbing and his back was on fire. Man, he hated being thrown into walls.

He let out a small laugh at the thought. He had lost count of all the times he had ended up either pinned to a wall or thrown into one.

He shifted his body slightly to the side sending a flare of pain down his spin. 'This fucking sucks' he thought trying to breathe through the pain.

Suddenly, as quickly as the pain had come, it was pushed aside by the thought of Dean and Haley. Where was Dean? Where was Haley? Why was it so quiet?

Frantically he turned his head to the right searching for Dean. He let out a small gasp as the harsh movement caused the pain to make it self known.

Letting out a few ragged breaths he tried to move "Ah shit…Dean!" he yelled through gritted teeth.

Dean laid slumped on his side, a pool of his own blood slowly forming underneath him.

Sam pushed himself away from the wall and crawled the few inches to Dean.

"Hey, hey Dean come on man, wake up," He begged as he shook Dean's still form.

Not seeing any movement, Sam quickly searched for a pulse sighing when he felt the familiar thump under his fingers. He gently pulled Dean's body upright and leaned him against the wall.

"Come on man, snap out of it," Sam said shaking Dean a bit harder.

"mmm…wha…what?"

"Dean, hey come on, open your eyes man." Sam said urging him on.

Dean's head lolled to the side and his eyes struggled to open "Sammy"

"Yea man, it's me, come on, nap times over," he said straightening Dean's head.

Dean pried his eyes open and stared at Sam while trying to erase the fuzziness from his vision.

"Whe...where's Haley?" Dean asked.

Where was Haley, or the thing that was pretending to be her anyway?

Sam stood up and looked around the room. It didn't take long for him to find her, although he probably would have given anything in that moment to not have seen her.

Haley's body was dangling lifelessly inches off the ground. Her hands were hung limply on her sides and her face was starting to turn blue.

Sam quickly moved a chair of this way and was at his sister's side faster then he could register exactly what his mind was seeing. "Haley!" he yelled frantically wrapping his arms around her small body to relieve the pressure from her neck.

"No…No!" Dean screamed and struggled to push himself off the floor. This wasn't happening this wasn't happening. He was not gonna lose her too damn it!

Dean staggered towards Sam and grabbed the knife that Haley had been holding before she was hung. "Sammy, I'm gonna cut her down," he said reaching up for the rope.

Sam wrapped his arms tighter around Haley's body and prepared himself for the extra weight. "I got her"

Dean quickly cut the rope and dropped the knife at his side.

Once her body dropped into Sam's arms, he quickly laid her on the floor, Dean following his movements and kneeling next to her. Both brothers were moving on auto pilot now; neither was registering the pain their own bodies were going through.

"Haley you need to breathe…come on baby you need to breathe for me," Dean said struggling to keep it together.

Sam tilted her head up and searched for a pulse. His breath caught in his throat when he couldn't find one but was quickly snapped out of it by Dean shaking Haley's body.

"You can't do this to us, you need to breathe!" he yelled.

"Dean, we gotta do CPR," Sam said pushing his fears aside and quickly starting the chest compressions. "You gotta breathe for her."

Dean took a breath and bent over. He pinched Haley's nose and opened her mouth and blew air into her un-cooperating lungs.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5….

Breathe

1, 2, 3, 4, 5….

Breathe

1, 2, 3, 4, 5….

Breathe

1, 2, 3, 4, 5….

After a few breaths and chest compressions Dean bent over and checked for a pulse. There was none.

"Come on damn it, BREATHE!" he yelled bending over once more and breathing for his little sister. She wasn't going to die, not now, not while he was here.

Sam pushed down on her chest as tears rolled down his face. She was so blue… He wondered how long she had been hanging. How long had they been out? Were they too late?

Suddenly Haley opened her eyes, gasping for air.

Dean quickly sat her up and maneuvered himself behind her so he could rest her back against his chest. "Haley, its ok… just breathe baby…slow breaths, you're ok…you're ok." Dean said rubbing his hand in a circular motion over her chest.

Sam kneeled in front of her so that she'd be able to see him. He needed to reassure her that she was ok and that she wasn't alone, that she would never be alone.

He took a hold of her cold hands and rubbed his thumb over them in a soothing circular motion. It didn't seem like much, but oddly enough, all three Winchester found that to be quite comforting.

Haley took a few shuddering breaths, her lungs taking in as much oxygen as they could. She closed her eyes willing the fog to clear, waiting for the world to stop spinning.

Dean rested his forehead on her temple and his hand over her heart making sure it was doing its job, all the while whispering reassuring words in her ear.

Haley's eyes fluttered open at the sound of Dean's voice. She felt his arms around her and panicked. It wasn't her, she was gonna kill them; they didn't know! 'Dean let go, it's not me…I don't want to hurt you, I can't hurt you!'

Haley struggled against Dean's hold. She couldn't, wouldn't hurt them.

Dean held on to her while Sam grabbed her kicking legs.

"Haley it's ok, it's just us, calm down before you hurt yourself," Dean said trying to snap her out of it.

"No, no let go, I don't want to hurt you, let go," she said struggling under his grasp unaware that she was speaking out loud.

Sam let go of her legs and brought his hands to her face. "Haley you're not going to hurt us, it's gone. Please calm down," he said looking at Haley intently.

Haley's body stilled and her eyes focused on Sam sitting in front of her. Was she in control now? What the hell happened?

"Haley, are you ok?" Dean asked.

Haley tensed at the sound of his voice. She had hurt him, she had deliberately hurt him and he was holding her, he was worried about her.

She tried to pull away from his hold afraid that she might lose control at any second and actually finish the job, but Dean held on to her.

"Haley, relax its ok," he said reassuringly.

Her eyes quickly filled with tears at the sound of his voice. Dean could be the biggest jerk in the world when he wanted to and could put on a tough exterior for the world to see, but it never ceased to amaze her how he could drop that façade when it came to her or Sam.

"I'm sorry," she said, her voice just above a whisper.

Sam got off his knees and sat next to her and Dean, never letting go of her hand.

"Hay, it wasn't your fault," he said reassuringly.

She leaned into Dean's chest but quickly pushed away when her actions made Dean gasp in pain.

"I'm sorry, Oh God, Dean I'm sorry…I'm sorry," she stammered, pulling herself out of his grasp and stumbling to the bed away from both of them.

Sam quickly stood up and followed her, Dean was only a step behind.

"Oh my God." She covered her mouth when she saw the blood soaked jacket. "Dean I…"

Dean sighed and slowly walked up to her and wrapped his good arm around her. "Hay, it wasn't you so stop blaming yourself. Besides, it's not that bad, I've had worse," he said placing a kiss to the top of her head.

Haley wrapped her arms tightly around him and hung on for dear life. She could have killed him, but yet here Dean was, acting as if it was nothing. Hugging her and caring for her like the wonderful big brother he was.

"I'm sorry I couldn't stop her from hurting you. I tried to take control but I couldn't. I kept screaming. I wanted to tell you but I couldn't get her out," she said through broken sobs.

Haley pulled away from Dean and glanced at his bleeding shoulder, her eyes filling up once more at the site. It looked so bad.

Sam took a step towards her and put his arm around her. "Hay you did good. You took enough control to tell us. This wasn't your fault."

Haley wrapped her arms around Sam and laid her head against his chest. "I saw her throw you against the wall and I couldn't get to you Sammy."

"Hey, I'm fine though. This isn't the first time I got thrown into a wall ya know. I have some experience with the landings," He said jokingly.

She pulled away from him and wiped her eyes. "Is she…? Did you guys…?" Haley began.

"No, we didn't," Dean said interrupting her. "Which is why we gotta get out of here. We'll find another motel and find out where this bitch is buried and burn her ass. But we can't stay here, she'll be back," he said, already moving to get his stuff.

Haley nodded and walked over to her bag and stuffed a few loose articles of clothing into it. She was defiantly ready to get out of that damn room.

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Sam walked over to the table and sat next to Haley. After Dean, Sam, & Haley arrived at their new, ghost free motel room, they had gotten right to work and did some research. Which had led them right to the Starlight Diner to talk to a waitress named Joan.

"Ok, so our ghost is buried in the old Archer Woods Cemetery about a mile down from the new one," he said handing Dean a piece of paper with the information.

"Are you sure?" he asked reading the paper.

"Yea, the girl was a local. The waitress was a friend of the family," Sam said, taking a sip of Haley's drink.

"Alright, let's get this done then. I'm ready to put this town in the rearview mirror," Dean said standing up and slapping a twenty down on the table.

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"Dean give me the shovel, you can't dig with one arm!" Haley stated pulling the shovel out of his hand.

Dean rolled his eyes and took the shovel back. "I'm fine Haley, how about you just sit and keep a look out."

Sam shook his head and started digging the grave.

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Haley's head snapped towards the hole in front of her when she heard the familiar thunk of the shovel hitting wood.

Sam was the first to come out of the freshly dug grave and then quickly turned around to help Dean out.

Haley was ready holding the salt and lighter fluid in her hands. It was gonna be her pleasure sending this bitch to hell.

"Can I light her ass now?" she asked impatiently.

Sam and Dean both chuckled and made a small gap between them to let her through but not moving from behind her just incase the spirit decided to join them for one last goodbye.

Haley poured the salt over the bones "This is for killing those people." Then she poured the lighter fluid. "This is for invading my personal space you bitch." Then lit the match and dropped it. "And this is for making me hurt my brothers."

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They waited until the bones were nothing but dust before they covered the grave up again. Not that anyone would really notice. This cemetery had been abandoned for quite a few years already.

Dean swiped his good hand on his pants and let out a sigh. He turned to his siblings before he said, "So, where to next?"

Haley smiled and wrapped her arm around his waist. "How about we get some food? My choice though."

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