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Dean pulled the Impala into a hotel late at night before he shut of the car and went to pay for two rooms. The girls were asleep as was Sam when Dean came back and gently woke everyone up.
"Come on guys. Let's get some rest before we make the rest of the way to Pennsylvania okay?" and the others nodded too tired to argue with him. The girls made their way to one room while Sam and Dean went to the other. Dean went straight for the bed closest to the door and flopped on to it as Sam went to the other one.
"Dean…" Sam tiredly told him, "you gotta take off your shoes man." but Dean didn't listen because he was already out. So Sam pulled off his shoes then woke him slightly as he helped Dean under the covers. Sam then went back to his bed before he turned on the TV for a while.
Lydia and Hayley entered their room and basically did the same as the boys. Lydia collapsed on the bed closest to the door and Hayley took the other although Dean didn't take his shoes off, Lydia did before she fell asleep. Hayley watched over sister as she slept before she too joined her sister in a sleepless night.
Early, the next morning, Dean was still asleep laying on his stomach when the door opened. He awoke but remained on his stomach as he grabbed his weapon under his pillow. Dean slowly turned towards the door only to see Sam with coffee and a box.
"Morning, sunshine." Sam greeted him,
"Oh, what time is it?" and Sam looked at his watch before he answered him with,
"Uh, it's about 5:45." Dean groaned as he asked,
"In the morning?"
"Yep." Dean groaned but began to move about as he spoke mostly to himself,
"Where does the day go?" then moved over and turned towards Sam,
"Did you get any sleep last night?" Sam answered a little too quick for Dean's liking,
"Yeah, I grabbed a couple of hours." Dean sat up fully as he scolded,
"You liar. So I was up at 3 and you were watching the George Foreman infomercial." Sam moved to the other bed as he told Dean and handed him his coffee,
"Hey, what can I say? It's riveting TV." Dean looked to Sam as he took his coffee from him then asked,
"Girls awake?" Sam nodded as he explained,
"Yeah, I brought us all coffee and pastries from the shop down the road."
"Well, good because we got to get back on the road. So anyways, when was the last time you got a good night's sleep?" he questioned as he sipped on his coffee and Sam looked away as he answered,
"I don't know. A little while, I guess. It's not a big deal." Dean stared at him like he grew a second head.
"'Not a big deal'? Yeah it is." Sam sighed and sipped on his coffee,
"Look, I appreciate your concern-" but he was interrupted by Dean before he could even continue,
"Oh, I'm not concerned about you. It's your job to keep my ass alive. So I need you sharp." Sam only sighed and shrugged before he got up from the bed as Dean eat some of the pastries that Sam bought. Dean watched Sam pace back and forth for a while before he got sick of it and had to ask,
"What, Sam? What's got you so worked up?" Sam stopped pacing long enough for Dean to see the worry before Sam walked back to the bed.
"Dean, it's everything. The job. Jess. You, Lydia, Hayley. Everything and I don't know what to do." Dean didn't know how to respond to that so he said nothing and Sam went on,
"It's not just Jess. It's mostly the job. I forgot how it can get to you. Like for instance, on our last job with Peter Sweeney. I still remember all the victims he took. But it's even not all the job. It's Lydia, you and Hayley." Dean was still speechless as Sam continued his little rant,
"I mean, you and Lydia, man. Did you know that when you went to get the car to bring it to the motel that we were staying at before we figured out who was drowning Bill Carlton and Jake Devens families? I heard crying, Dean. From Lydia and Hayley's room. Crying. Whatever you did caused one of the girls to cry and I know it wasn't Hayley because I was talking to her. So that leaves only one other person. Lydia. I don't know why but I didn't ask." Dean for the first time stared at Sam since the rant and spoke,
"Sam, first of all, calm down. Second, you can't let this job, this family always get to you. I mean our families, we're gonna almost always fight because we are together most of the time. Now, I didn't know Lydia was crying but I did know something was up. It was mostly how Hayley was acting that and because I saw Lydia before we arrived at the motel. I knew that something had happened when we were in the police station. I knew she was mad. Dude, I know her, Hayley and you like the back of my hand." Sam doubted judging by how he knew there was something more between him and Lydia but wasn't going to say anything so he could keep his life.
"So, what, all this, it never keeps you up at night?" Sam asked after Dean ended his little rant. Dean shook his head as he continued, "Never? You're never afraid?"
"No not always. Unless it was something to do with you, Lydia or Hayley. Other than that, no." Sam reached under Dean's pillow and pulled out a knife. Dean immediately grabbed it back as he told Sam,
"That's not fear. That is precaution." Just then, Lydia and Hayley came in with their bags in one hand and coffee in the other.
"Ready?" Lydia asked the minute she was in the door with Hayley right behind her. Both Sam and Dean looked at them for a second questionably before they shook their heads.
"Sam go open the trunk and get our stuff and theirs inside. I'm gonna take a shower." then tossed Sam the keys before he grabbed some clean clothes from his bag and walked into the bathroom.
Sam rolled his eyes before he packed up both of their bags and carried them out the Impala with the girls right behind. About a half an hour later, they were on the road heading to the airplane hangar building where Jerry Panowski works. Dean, Sam, Lydia and Hayley all walked inside the place just as Jerry walked up to them.
"Dean, Lydia, glad to see you. Let's walk to my office. This way." then they group began to walk through the hangar,
"Thanks for making the trip so quick though. I ought to be doing you guys a favor, not the other way around. Dean, Lydia and your dad really help me out." Jerry told Sam and Hayley though it seemed to Hayley more towards Sam.
"Yeah, they told me. It was a poltergeist?" before Jerry could answer another man working on one of the many planes heard Sam say poltergeist and told them,
"Poltergeist? Man, I love that movie." the group all turned towards the man as Jerry yelled,
"Hey, nobody's talking to you. Keep walking." then to Sam, Lydia, Hayley and Dean, "Damn right it was a poltergeist, practically tore our house apart. Tell you something, if it wasn't for you, Lydia and your dad, I probably wouldn't be alive. Your dad said you two were off at college. Is that right?" Jerry looked at Hayley and Sam as he waited for their answer. They told him,
"Yeah, we were. We're… taking some time off." Hayley told him as they passed some more planes. Jerry looked back them as he nodded.
"Yeah, well, he was real proud of you two. I could tell. You know he talked about you two all the time." both Sam and Hayley stared at Jerry in disbelief. John Winchester proud that they were doing something he didn't want? That caused Sam to ask,
"He did?" and Jerry nodded almost immediately as he told them,
"Yeah, you bet he did." then to Dean and Lydia, "Oh, hey, you know, I tried to get ahold of him, but I couldn't. How's he doing, anyway?" Lydia and Dean looked at Hayley and Sam for some assistance before Dean told him part of the truth,
"He's, um… wrapped up in a job right now." Jerry smiled sadly but just as suddenly perked up as he turned to face them telling,
"Well, we're missing the old man, but we get Sam and Hayley. Even trade, huh?" but Hayley and Sam knew better. So Sam said,
"No, not by a long shot." Jerry shrugged his shoulders as they arrived at his office then turned grim,
"I got something I want you guys to hear." then walked into his office and grabbed a CD as he sat down.
"I listen to this. Well, it sounded like it was up your alley. Normally, I wouldn't have access to this. It's the cockpit voice recorder for United Britannia flight 2485. It was one of ours." then placed it into a DVD player and pushed play.
'Mayday. Mayday. Repeat. This United Britannia flight 2485 requesting immediate instructions and help.' then another voice came on,
'United Britannia flight 2485, we copy your mayday.' the man continued,
'We may be experiencing some kind of mechanical failure…' then unearthly growling came on before the recording shut off. Jerry spoke,
"Took off from here, crashed about 200 miles south. Now, they're saying mechanical failure. Cabin depressurized somehow, nobody knows 100 people onboard, only seven got out alive. Pilot was one. His name is Chuck Lambert, he's a good friend of mine. Chuck is, uh… Well, he's pretty broken up about it. Like it was his fault." Hayley and Lydia, who were once again standing because there were not enough seats stated in unison,
"You don't think it was." and Jerry with no hesitation answered the girl's statement with ease,
"No I don't." Sam nodded in understanding as he told him,
"Jerry, we're gonna need passenger manifests, um, a list of survivors-" but before Sam could finish Dean interrupted,
"Right. And, uh, any way we could take a look at the wreckage?" Lydia, Hayley, and Sam all stared at him to see if Dean's question could be answered however, it wasn't.
"The other stuff is no problem but the wreckage… Guys, the NTSB has it locked down in a evidence warehouse. No way I've got that kind of clearance." Dean sat back, looked from Jerry to his brother and the girls before back at Jerry as he told him,
"No problem." then stood up and thank him for his time before he walked out the door. Sam, Lydia and Hayley also thanked Jerry before they ran to catch up with Dean. Once they were out of the office, the group waited by their car for what they had asked. About ten minutes later, Jerry walked out himself with the papers and a copy of the recording from the flight.
"Thanks again Jerry."
"No. Thank you." then Dean got into the Impala and drove away while Jerry went back inside. Dean drove into town and parked outside of a place called Copy Jack.
"All right, Lydia and I are going in, you two stay here." then proceeded inside. Once Dean and Lydia were inside, Hayley asked,
"Sam, what exactly are we doing here?"
"Apparently, we need new ID's. That's why we are here." then sighed as they waited for Dean and Lydia to return. As Hayley and Sam waited for Lydia and Dean, Sam began to look at the passenger manifest and made a few calls. After a few unsuccessful calls, Sam finally made it through to one, Max Jaffe's mother.
"I'm sorry officer, but my son isn't here anymore."
"Well, do you know when he'll be back?"
"I'm sorry but I mean He's gone and checked himself in a psychiatric hospital. The Riverfront Psychiatric Hospital to be exact."
"Okay great. Thank you for your time, ma'am." then hung up and waited outside the car with Hayley for their older siblings. About two hours later, they reappeared with the ID's in hand.
"You two have been in there forever." Sam complained as soon as they reached the Impala in which Dean replied while holding up three new ID's,
"You can't rush perfection." then handed everyone their ID's as Sam stated,
"Homeland Security? That's pretty illegal even for us." Dean and Lydia shrugged it off as they all climbed in,
"Yeah, well, it's something new. You know people haven't seen it a thousand times."
"All right. So, what do you got?" Lydia asked as soon as they were all in the Impala and Sam answered,
"Well, there's definitely E.V.P. on the cockpit voice recorder." Hayley nodded in agreement as Dean questioned,
"Yeah?" Sam nodded as he told them all,
"Listen." then pushed play and indistinct, distorted voices came before one clear female voice sounded,
"No survivors…" then stopped the recording. Lydia frowned as did Dean before he asked,
"'No survivors'? What's that supposed to mean? There were seven survivors."
"Got me." Sam, Hayley and Lydia all said in unison.
"So, what are you thinking, a haunted flight?" Lydia asked no one in particular and Hayley answered her,
"There's a long history of spirits and death omens on planes and ships. Like Phantom Travelers." everyone nodded as Sam took over,
"Or remember flight 401?" everyone nodded as Dean spoke about the flight,
"Right. The one that crashed, and the airline salvaged some of it parts, put it in other planes. Then the spirit of the pilot and copilot haunted those flights."
"Right. So maybe we got a similar deal." Sam stated as Lydia took the passenger manifest from Sam,
"All right, so, survivors, which one do you guys want to talk to first?" Hayley pointed to the third name on the list as she stated,
"Third on the list, Max Jaffe." Dean asked,
"Why him?" and Sam answered,
"Well, for one, he's from around here. And two, if anyone saw anything weird, he did."
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, I spoke to his mother and she told me where to find him. In Riverfront Psychiatric Hospital." Then Dean started the car and drove off to the psychiatric hospital down the road aways from where they were parked.
A.N.- hi again. Please leave a review or pm I'll take either! Love to hear from you! Onto chapter 26!