I don't own Supernatural or any of it's characters. I only own Isabeau and my own original characters.

Warning: (again I don't know if I need to put these or not, but I will just in case. Mentions of suicidal tendencies in this chapter.)

Sam, Isabeau and Dean keep looking and move into separate rooms; Dean on his own and Isabeau goes along with Sam. After a minute of looking around, Sam sees an old woman through the video lens, only thing was, she was right in front of them. She was white haired, with one eye bloody and hanging out, moving toward them.

"Dean? Dean!" Sam exclaims, pulling Isabeau to him. Dean runs into the room, rummaging in his bag at the same time. "Shotgun!" Isabeau tells him.

"Sam, Beau, get down!" Dean yells.

Sam throws himself and Isabeau on the ground and Dean shoots the woman; she disintegrates.

They all look around, gasping.

"That was weird." Sam says.

Dean sighs, "Yeah. You're telling me."

Dean starts moving out of the room, Sam and Isabeau follow.

"No, Dean, I mean it was weird that she didn't attack us." Sam says.

"Looked pretty aggro from where I was standing."

Isabeau huffs, "She didn't hurt us. She didn't even try! So if she didn't wanna hurt us then what did she want?"

A noise comes from a room they are passing. Dean immediately raises his shotgun and Isabeau flicks on the flashlight and shines it into the room.

They approach a metal bed covered in a ragged sheet, on its side and see the top of a blonde head behind it. They brace themselves.

Sam reaches out and tips the bed over. A girl is crouched facing the corner and she spins around, terrified and gasping.

"It's alright, we're not going to hurt you. It's okay. What's your name?" Dean lowers his gun.

The girl stands up, "Katherine. Kat."

Dean nods, "Okay. I'm Dean, this is Sam. This is Isabeau."

"What are you doing here?" Sam asks.

"Um. My boyfriend, Gavin." Kat stutters out.

"Is he here?" Isabeau asks.

"Somewhere. He thought it would be fun, try and see some ghosts. I thought it was all just...you know. Pretend. I've seen things. I heard Gavin scream and…"

Isabeau nods, "Alright. Kat? Come on. Sam and Dean are gunna get you out of here and then we're gunna find your boyfriend." Isabeau starts to lead her away, Sam and Dean give her a look.

Kat stops Isabeau, "No! No. I'm not going to leave without Gavin. I'm coming with you."

Dean shakes his head, "It's no joke around here, okay. It's dangerous."

"That's why I gotta find him."

Dean and Sam look at each other, and Isabeau shrugs.

"Alright, I guess we gunna split up then. Let's go." Dean says walking away.

Isabeau went off on her own, while Sam and Dean went with Kat. Isabeau is wandering around the halls, "Gavin... Gavin?"

She continues searching and walks into a room, stopping when she sees Gavin on the ground unconscious. She crouches to shake him, "Gavin? Hey, Gavin." Gavin wakes up and freaks out. "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here to help."

"Who are you?" Gavin asks.

"My name is Isabeau. Uh, we found your girlfriend." Isabeau explains.

She offers Gavin a hand and helps him up. "Kat?"

"Yeah."

"Is she alright?" Gavin asks.

"Yeah. She's worried about you. Are you okay?" Isabeau asks.

Gavin breathes deeply, "I was running. I think I fell."

"You were running from what?"

"There was...there was this girl. Her face. It was all messed up." Gavin explains.

Isabeau nods, "Okay listen, did this girl... did she try and hurt you?"

Gavin shakes his head, "What? No, she...uh…"

"She what?"

"She...kissed me."

Isabeau blinks in surprise, "Uh...um...but...but she didn't hurt you, physically?"

"Dude! She kissed me. I'm scarred for life!" Gavin exclaims.

Isabeau rolls her eyes, "Well, trust me, it could have been worse. Now do you remember anything else?"

Gavin shakes his head again, "She uh...actually, she tried to whisper something in my ear."

"What?"

Gavin shrugs, "I don't know. I ran like hell."

Isabeau comes running down the hall to Sam and Dean, who are banging at a metal door with broken metal pipes, with Gavin following her, "What's going on?" She exclaims.

"She's inside with one of them." Dean tells her.

Kat screams from inside," Help me!"

"Kat!" Gavin shouts.

"Get me outta here!"

Isabeau speaks to Kat through the door, "Kat, it's not going to hurt you. Listen to me. You've got to face it. You've got to calm down."

Dean turns to Isabeau, astonished, "She's gotta what?!"

"I have to what?!" Kat exclaims.

Isabeau sighs, gritting her teeth, "These spirits, they're not trying to hurt us, they're trying to communicate. You gotta listen to it. You gotta face it."

"You face it!

Sam stops banging at the door, understanding what Isabeau was trying to do, "No! It's the only way to get out of there." He exclaims.

"No!"

"Look at it, that's all. Come on, you can do it." Isabeau encourages her.

They were met with silence.

"Kat?" Gavin asks.

"Man, I hope you're right about this." Dean tells Isabeau.

Isabeau reaches down and touches her rosary, "Yeah, me too."

They wait outside the door in tense silence. The lock clicks and the door slowly opens and Kat is standing in the doorway.

"Oh, Kat." Gavin sighs in relief.

Sam goes inside to check out the room. He comes back out, shaking his head at Dean and Isabeau.

"One thirty-seven." Kat says.

They look at her, confused. "Sorry?" Dean asks.

Kat takes a breath, "It whispered in my ear. 137."

Sam and Dean look at each other, "Room number."

Sam, Isabeau and Dean crouch down against the wall where they can't be heard.

"Alright. So if these spirits aren't trying to hurt anyone…" Sam says.

"Then what are they trying to do?" Dean asks.

Isabeau sighs, "Maybe that's what they've been trying to tell us…"

"I guess we'll find out." Dean says.

Sam nods, "Alright."

All three of them stand up from the wall. "So, now, are you guys ready to leave this place?" Dean asks.

Kat nods, "That's an understatement."

"Okay." Dean turns to Sam and Isabeau, "You get them outta here. I'm going to go find room 137."

Sam and Isabeau lead Kat and Gavin down a hallway.

"So. How do you guys know about all this ghost stuff?" Kat asks.

"It's kinda our job." Sam tells her.

"Why would anyone want a job like that?"

Isabeau scoffs, "I had a crappy guidance counselor." She walks forward, taking the lead.

Kat turns to Sam, "And Dean? He's your boss?"

Sam looks down at her, "No."

Kat points to Isabeau, "Is Isabeau?"

Sam huffs out a laugh, "No. Just a woman who is strong willed."

Sam marches down a hallway, catching up with Isabeau and tries the door, but it's locked. He tries another one, also locked.

"Alright. I think we have a small problem." Sam addresses everyone.

"Then break it down." Gavin says.

Isabeau shakes her head, "I don't think that's gunna work."

"Then a window."

"They're barred." Kat tells Gavin.

"Then how are we supposed to get out?" Gavin asks.

"That's the point. We're not. There's something in here. It doesn't want us to leave." Sam says.

"Those patients…" Kat guesses.

"No. Something else." Isabeau tells her.

Sam moves back down a hallway toward Isabeau, Kat and Gavin, "Alright, I've looked everywhere. There's no other way out."

"So what the hell are we gunna do?" Gavin asks, panicked.

Isabeau stares at him deadpanned, "Well for starters, we're not gunna panic."

"Why the hell not!"

Isabeau's phone rings and she answers, "Hey."

She hears Dean's voice, but the connection is terrible, "Isabeau, it's me. I see it. It's coming at me."

"Where are you?"

"I'm in the basement. Hurry up!" He tells her.

"I'm on my way." Isabeau hangs up and looks at Sam, Kat and Gavin.

She glances at Sam, "Stay here with them. And you two, can either of you handle a shotgun?"

"What? No!" Gavin exclaims.

"I can." Kat admits.

Gavin looks at her in amazement.

Kat shrugs, "My dad took me skeet shooting a coupla times."

Isabeau nods, handing Kat a gun, "Alright, here. It's loaded with rock salt. It may not kill a spirit, but it will repel it. So if you see something, shoot."

"Okay."

Isabeau huffs, "Good." Isabeau turns to walk away with another gun in her hands.

"Beau." Sam calls her.

She turns around at the end of the hall, "Yeah?"

Sam licks his lips, "Be careful."

Isabeau smiles at Sam, "When am I ever careful?" With that, Isabeau runs off to help Dean.

Sam sighs, "That's what I'm afraid of."

Isabeau is searching through hallways and rooms, "Dean!" She walks into a room that says, 'Caution Biological Hazard.' "Dean!"

She looks around and her flashlight flickers and fades. Isabeau puts her gun under her arm and shakes and taps the flashlight. A door behind her swings open.

Isabeau drops her flashlight and she raises her shot gun and approaches carefully, "Dean?" She walks in, looking around, gun at the ready, "Dean?"

A shadow moves behind a ragged curtain, drawing her attention. When she pulls the curtain back there's no one there.

She turns...and an old beaten up man with ragged hair and clothes grabs her face. His hands start glowing and Isabeau grunts in pain.

"Don't be afraid. I'm going to make you all better." The man says.

Sam stares down the hall as Gavin paces, and Kat is crouched against the wall holding the shotgun.

Kat sighs, "Hey, Gavin?"

Gavin comes to crouch beside her, "Yeah?"

"If we make it out of here alive...we are so breaking up." Gavin stares at her.

Sam shakes his head amused at the young couple.

They hear a noise around the corner and both rise. Sam ready's his gun, waiting.

Kat raises her own shotgun, "Did you hear that?"

"Something's coming." Gavin says.

Sam lowers his gun when he sees Dean come around the corner. Dean sees Sam and Kat just as she pulls the trigger. He throws himself back around the corner.

Dean crouches against the wall, "Damn it, damn it, don't shoot! It's me!"

"Sorry! Sorry."

"Dean!?" Sam calls out.

"Son of a …" Dean comes round the corner and looks at the marks left in the wall, "What are you still doing here!?"

Dean turns to Sam, "Where's Isabeau?"

Sam furrows his brow, "She went to the basement. You called her."

Dean shakes his head, "I didn't call her."

"Her cell phone rang, Dean. She said it was you." Sam exclaims.

"Basement, huh?"

Dean and Sam share a look and Dean grabs some extra weapons," Alright. Watch yourselves...and watch out for us!"

Dean and Sam look around in the basement, "Beau… Isabeau, you down here?" Dean calls.

"Isabeau? Isabeau!" Sam yells.

As they turn, Isabeau is standing right in front of him. Dean and Sam jump back, automatically raising their shotguns.

Sam sighs, "Man, answer us when we're calling you! You alright?"

Isabeau shrugs, "Yeah. I'm fine."

"You know it wasn't me who called your cell, right?" Dean asks.

Isabeau nods, "Yeah, I know. I think something lured me down here."

"I think I know who. Dr. Ellicott. That's what the spirits have been trying to tell us. You haven't seen him, have you?" Dean explains.

Isabeau shakes her head, "No. How do you know it was him?"

Dean sighs, "'Cause I found his log book. Apparently he was experimenting on his patients, awful stuff. Makes lobotomies look like a coupla aspirin."

Sam speaks before Isabeau can, "But it was the patients who rioted."

Dean nods, "Yeah. They were rioting against Dr. Ellicott. Dr. Feelgood was working on some sort of, like, extreme rage therapy. He thought that if he could get his patients to vent their anger then they would be cured of it. Instead it only made them worse and worse and angrier and angrier. So I'm thinking, what if his spirit is doing the same thing? To the cop? To the kids in the seventies, making them so angry they become homicidal... Come on, we gotta find his bones and torch 'em." Dean and Sam walk past her.

Isabeau scoffs, "How? The police never found his body."

"The log book said he had some sort of hidden procedure room down here somewhere where he'd work on his patients. So, if I was a patient I'd drag his ass down here, do a little work on it myself." Dean explains.

"I don't know, it sounds kinda…" Isabeau purses her lips.

"Crazy?" Sam suggests.

"Yeah."

"Yeah. Exactly." Dean confirms.

Dean and Sam open another door, look inside, Dean then gestures with his head for Isabeau to follow. Isabeau watches them and gives them a stealthy, sly look.

They all enter the room.

"I told you I looked everywhere. I didn't find a hidden room." Isabeau tells them.

"Well, that's why they call it hidden…" Dean says. Both brothers hear wind. "You hear that?" Sam asks.

Isabeau shakes her head, "What?"

Dean and Sam look around, crouch and hold their hands out. "There's a door here." Dean states.

Isabeau smirks, "Sam… Dean." The brothers turn to her as she waves her hand, making Sam's gun fly into her free hand, now having two shotguns; both pointed at Sam and Dean. A trickle of blood runs from his nose," Step back from the door."

Dean and Sam rise to their feet, their eyes going from the guns to Isabeau's face. "Isabeau, put the gun down." Dean tells her softly.

Isabeau tilts her head at him, "Is that an order, Dearie?"

Dean licks his lips, "Nah, it's more of a friendly request."

Isabeau raises her guns to point at Dean's and Sam's chests, "Never thought I'd see the day where you order me around like some dog… just like your dad."

Sam smiles bitterly, "I knew it. Ellicott did something to you."

Isabeau laughs, "Oh, Sam. Just a little anger. It never hurt anybody." Isabeau smirks, "Well…" Her eyes glow a fiery blue. "Not on purpose."

Dean and Sam stare in shock, they never saw that color before, "What are you gunna do, Isabeau? Gun's filled with rock salt. It's not gunna kill us." Dean says.

Isabeau shoots Dean and Sam in the chest. The shot blasts both of them backwards through the hidden door and they fall to the floor.

Isabeau shrugs, "No. But it will hurt like hell." Isabeau then pouts, "And I really wish I didn't have to hurt you two."

Sam and Dean lie on the floor, coming to and gasping for breath.

"Isabeau!" Dean coughs.

Isabeau stands over them and tilts her head.

Sam groans, "We gotta burn Ellicott's bones and all this will be over, and you'll be back to normal."

Isabeau laughs, raising her hands, they suddenly burst into fiery blue flames, "I am normal. Dr. Ellicott just made me aware that anger thrives in me. I'm not angry at you two… I don't know if I could ever be. I'm angry at myself."

Isabeau laughs, throwing her hands up in defeat, "Everyday I'm angry at myself. Newsflash boys, your little Isabeau, hates herself. I hate what I am. I'm angry that I was born a supernatural abomination! Why couldn't I be human? Things would be simple."

Dean looks at Isabeau sadly, "This isn't you talking, Isabeau."

Isabeau scoffs, "Scratch what I said about being angry with you. I am very angry with the both of you! All you two do is fight because of your father! Guess what? Your daddy sends us all on random hunts because he can't face you two. He doesn't want you to know how much of a disgrace of a father he is! I mean, what father treats his children like soldiers?"

Isabeau laughs to herself, "And that's another thing. When this is done with. When we kill whatever this thing is. Both of you won't stop hunting because of me. You will hunt by my side and I don't want that for you! I don't deserve that devotion! I am a monster who doesn't deserve any love!"

Sam and Dean look at her sadly. Did she really think about herself like that? Did she hate herself that much?

"Beau… you can't think like that." Sam whispers out.

Isabeau glares at him, tears falling down her face, "Too bad, Stretch. Have for a long time." She looks over at Dean, "You said Ellicott leads people to become homicidal?"

Dean looks at her confused.

Isabeau scoffs, waving her hand, making Dean's gun full of bullets fly into her hand. She presses it up against her temple, "Why don't we test that theory?"

"You hate yourself that much?" Dean asks, voice breaking near the end. Tears well up in both brothers' eyes.

Isabeau stares at him deadpan, her blue flames dying down and she pulls the trigger. The chamber is empty. She stares at them angry as she tries again, and once more. Isabeau goes over to Dean to grab whatever bullet he had on him.

Dean uses a right cross to knock Isabeau to the ground and struggles to get up.

Dean moves to stand over Isabeau, "Beau, I'm not going to let you have a loaded pistol!"

Sam stares up at him and Dean delivers a vicious right cross to knock Isabeau out, almost falling as he does so.

Dean pushes away stray hairs from her face, "Sorry, Beau."

Sam gets up and so does Dean, they both look down at Isabeau sadly. "Did you know?" Sam's voice breaks.

Dean bites his lip, "No."

Sam sighs, "Did you have to hit her that hard?"

Dean gives him a look, "She'll thank me later."

"She'll kick your ass later."

Dean and Sam begin to look around the room, pushing back ragged curtains with their guns. Dr. Ellicott glides past, but Dean and Sam don't notice.

They see a tuft of something poking out of the corner of a closed cupboard and move closer. Dean opens the door to find a mummified corpse and both flinch back from the smell, gagging.

"Oh, that's just gross." Dean comments.

Sam grabs their bag and Dean salts the body, "Soak it up."

Dean drops the salt container and Sam grabs a small tin of kerosene, squirting the body. In the background Dean's flashlight flickers, unnoticed.

A gurney comes flying across the room and knocks Dean and Sam to the ground. Dr. Ellicott grabs Dean's face and his hands light up. "Don't be afraid. I'm going to help you. I'm going to make you all better."

Sam struggles to get up, watching from the side as Dr. Ellicott stands over Dean.

Suddenly, the cupboard that held Dr. Ellicott's body flies backwards. Sam looks up to see it land besides Isabeau, who is standing there, eyes glowing a fiery blue, her hands in flames, matching the bright blue color. "Don't touch my boys!"

She thrusts her hand into the cupboard, igniting Dr. Ellicott's remains in blue flames.

Dr. Ellicott lets go of Dean as his remains start to burn. Dean crawls out of the way and watches as Dr. Ellicott's ghost turns black and falls to the ground, crumbling on impact.

Dena and Sam look up at Isabeau, her eyes stop glowing and her flames disintegrate. She moves her jaw around, wincing at the pain.

"You good?" Dean asks.

Isabeau gives him a genuine smile, "Yeah, I'm good. That punch brought me to my senses. Think I used up all my anger for the next couple of months."

Sam chuckles at her, "Beau?"

"Yeah?"

He shakes his head, "Don't ever change."

Isabeau chuckles, "Eh, I'll get back to you on that."

They all got out of the asylum the following morning. "Thanks, guys." Kat says.

"Yeah. Thanks." Gavin echoes her.

"No more haunted asylums, okay?" Dean tells them.

They watch Gavin and Kat walk toward their car, then turn to the impala.

"Hey, guys?"

Dean and Sam turn to look at her.

Isabeau sighs, "I'm sorry. I said some awful things back there about your dad."

"You remember all that?" Dean asks.

Isabeau bites her lip, "Yeah. It's like I couldn't control it. There was no filter… I'm sorry." Isabeau's voice breaks, and starts walking away from them.

"Woah, woah. Hey, Beau." Sam runs to her and Dean follows, both of them panicked at her reaction.

Sam stops her, and turns her around. Tears are falling down her face like a waterfall. "I'm pathetic. I shouldn't be here… I should leave."

Dean grabs her upper arm, "You are not leaving us, Beau."

"You know how I feel. I hate myself… I'm scared of myself. Why? Why do you want me?!"

"Because god damn it, we need you, Isabeau!" Dean yells at her.

Isabeau breathes heavily, "I'm not worth it."

Sam cups Isabeau's cheeks, brushing away tears with his thumbs, "You are worth everything, Isabeau. Whatever you are going through, we do it together, all of us."

Isabeau stares at them in silence and nods after a few moments. Isabeau wipes away her tears when Sam pulls away, she laughs bitterly, "Wow, I'm turning into a soft puddle of goo around you guys. I don't think I've cried this much in a long time."

Sam smiles sadly at her, "Maybe you need it."

Isabeau chuckles, "Maybe I do."

She reaches down and holds onto both Dean and Sam's hands, "Come on, crying takes a day of hunting out of me. I just want to sleep."

Dean leans down and kisses her on the forehead, "Anything for you, sweetheart."

The three headed into town, finding the nearest motel. And per Isabeau's request, they got a room with the biggest bed and the three went back to their old cuddling position. Not too long after their heads hit the pillows, all of them fell into a peaceful sleep.

But that peaceful sleep didn't last as long as they hoped.

A phone rings throughout the motel room.

"Dean." Sam wakes up, hearing the phone.

Dean doesn't move, his arms tighten around an unconscious Isabeau's torso. Frowning, Sam untangles himself from Isabeau, causing her to groan at his movement. Sam gives her a quick kiss on her forehead, easing her back to sleep and leans over, grabs Dean's phone from the end table and checks the number, then flips it open.

"Hello."

He listens, then sits straight up in bed, "Dad?"

Woah, lot to unpack.

Also fun fact: Isabeau's fire turns a bright blue when she is very angry (rage). Reason why it's blue is because the hottest part of a flame is the blue part. Her fire coincides mostly with her emotion anger. Red/orange flames = normal and blue flames = rage.