"Ceara what happened?" Sam asked her. He had just gotten to the hotel after Ceara had called him and said she needed help. She was sitting on the hotel bed with Dean.

"Marys dead." Dean told him.

"What? What happened?"

"Erik shot her." Ceara told her.

"What?"

"He was aiming for me but he missed."

"Where were you?" Dean asked her.

"Outside of her house. It was right after I left you guys. She had pulled in while I was walking passed and started talking to me."

"Does Peter know?"

"Not yet. He's going to hate me."

"No he's not."

"How could he not? Because of me his mom got killed!"

"He knows it's not your fault."

"But it is!"

"No it's not! Ceara it's not you're fault that Erik killed her!"

"I shouldn't have talked to her but I didn't know he was home."

"Ceara it's okay." Sam told her. "And we can tell Peter if you want."

"And I'm driving you home because we can't risk that maniac finding you." Dean told her.

"Okay." She said.

The next day Ceara was sitting in the living room watching tv with Ethan.

"You doing okay Ceara?" Her dad asked.

"Yep."

"I heard about what happened to Mary. I'm guessing you have too."

"I have."

"It's horrible and I hope they catch who ever did it."

"Yep."

"Okay well I'll let you have an easy day today but would you mind watching Ethan for me while I go to the store?"

"No."

"Is there anything you want her dinner?"

"Pizza."

"Then that's what we'll have. I love you."

"Love you too be careful."

"I will be." Ceara laid there for an hour till there was a knock on the door. She got up and opened it.

"Hi." Peter said standing on the other side of the door.

"Hi." She stood there for a minute then in a really small voice said. "I'm really sorry."

"About what?"

"Your mom."

"That wasn't your fault."

"It was."

"No it wasn't. I came here to make sure you were okay."

"I'm fine. But you probably shouldn't be here."

"Because of my dad?"

"Yeah."

"I don't care if he gets mad."

"I don't want him to kill you too...again."

"It will be okay."

"How are you doing?"

"I've been better. But I'm not going to complain to you because you've been through this before."

"That makes me the perfect person to complain to."

"I know this is upsetting you to and I don't want you to feel like you have any less of a reason to be upset."

"She wasn't my mom."

"She basically was though."

"I just don't want you to get hurt because you're hanging out with me."

"I'm okay with taking that risk."

"But why?"

"Because you're my best friend and life would be boring without you."

"You need to go make a better best friend."

"There's no such thing."

"Do you want to come in?"

"No I want to get you out of the house."

"I don't want to leave."

"I'm not going to let you lock yourself in your house and get depressed. Besides it would help me too."

"We'd have to take Ethan."

"That's fine."

"Okay. Can you watch him for me while I change?"

"Of course." Peter walked inside and sat down with Ethan while Ceara ran upstairs to change.

"Do you want to go get something to eat?" Peter asked him.

"Can we get ice cream?"

"Of course we can get ice cream."

Ceara changed into a pair of black leggings, a grey shirt, and a dark green jacket then walked back downstairs.

"Ready to go?" Peter asked.

"Yeah." Cear told him.

"Come on Ethan."

Ceara, Peter, and Ethan were sitting eating ice cream when Cearas dad called her.

"Hello." She answered.

"Hey where are you?"

"I went and got ice cream."

"When will you be back?"

"Soon. Why?"

"Erik is here and wants to see you."

"Eriks there?"

"Yeah so will you be here soon enough for him to wait here?"

"Um no. Tell him I'll run by his house later."

"Okay will do. Love you."

"I love you too." She hung up the phone.

"Why is Erik there?" Peter asked.

"He said he wanted to see me."

"You're not really going over there are you?"

"I don't know at this point. I think I'm going to call Dean."

"Sounds good."

"Hello." Dean answered.

"Erik is at my house and he wants to see me."

"Are you there?"

"No I'm out with Peter."

"Okay well we got the book back."

"How did you get it back?"

"We went back to the basement while he was out of the house. He had hidden it but we found it."

"Okay. What do you need it for?"

"Sam thinks that maybe he's tied to it. So if we burn the book it should get rid of him."

"Okay."

"Come to the hotel."

"I have Ethan with me."

"He'll be fine we aren't doing anything dangerous."

"Okay we'll be right there." She hung up her phone and stood up from the table. "Dean wants us to go to the hotel they're staying at."

"Okay lets go. "

"Good you're here." Dean said as they walked through the door. "Now lets burn this book."

"In the hotel room?" Ceara asked.

"I thought we could do it in the bathtub. Then if it gets out of hand you just spray it with water and you're good."

"Peter do you want to read it first?" Sam asked.

"Sure." Sam handed Peter the book and he started reading through it while Dean sat up.

"So you're just going to burn it?" Ceara asked.

"No we're going to salt and burn it. Then hopefully Erik won't mess with you anymore." Dean told her.

"Okay." Peter said handing him the book.

"And you're okay with this right?" Sam asked.

"He killed my mom of course I'm okay with it."

"Then let's do this." Dean put the book in the bottom of the bathtub and poured salt on it. He lit a match and held it to the pages. The book quickly lit on fire and burned in the bottom of the hotel bathtub.

"How do we know if it worked?" Ceara asked.

"If Eriks not here anymore then it worked." Dean told her.

"How should we test that?"

"I can let you know when I get home." Peter told them.

"That works." Sam said.

"And I'll take Ceara and Ethan home." Dean said.

Ceara was just about to get of the car when Peter called her.

"He's still here." He told her.

"Great."

"Are you home?"

"Yeah we just got here."

"Okay. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay." She hung up the phone. "It didn't work."

"Okay I'll go back and talk to Sam about it."

"Okay." She got out of the car and walked inside with Ethan.

"Hey what did Erik want?" Her dad asked.

"I don't know I didn't have time to run by there."

"You can go in the morning."

"I will." She went upstairs to her room.

It was midnight and Ceara was getting ready for bed when Dean called. "We're coming to pick you up."

"Why?"

"Peter overheard Erik saying something about going there tonight."

"What about my dad and Ethan?"

"They're be fine."

"Okay." Ceara hung up her phone then went downstairs to wait for them. After awhile Dean pulled up and she walked outside and got in the backseat. Peter was sitting in the backseat beside her.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

"Don't know." Dean told her.

"We can't go back to the hotel because Erik was there earlier." Sam told her. "So when he realizes you're not here he'll check there."

"And you're sure my dad and Ethan will be okay?"

"They'll be just fine." They had been driving for awhile and Peter had fallen asleep.

"We should find some where to eat." Dean said.

"How about a drive through?" Sam asked.

"No there will be no eating in baby."

"Really Dean?"

"Really." Ceara grabbed Peter's phone and started scrolling through his pictures deleting any with her. After she finished deleting the pictures and deleted her phone number then sat his phone back down on the seat.

"There's not going to be a restaurant open this late."

"It doesn't have to be fancy."

Early the next morning Dean dropped Ceara off at her house.

"Where were you?" Her dad asked.

"I went for a walk." She told him.

"No I mean last night. Erik came over around two in the morning asking for you and you weren't here. What's going on?"

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me Ceara."

"I'm not."

"Just go get ready for school." She walked upstairs to her room, shut the door and called Peter. "You're dad came over here at two last night and my dad noticed I was gone."

"Is he mad?" Peter asked.

"Yeah."

"Should you even be there? I mean if he keeps coming over?"

"Probably not. I might go sit at the hotel with Sam and Dean."

"You're not going to school?"

"No."

"Okay. Then yeah being with Sam and Dean would be best."

"That's what I'm thinking."

"Okay while I've got to get ready for school."

"Okay."

"I'll talk to you later." She hung up and walked downstairs.

"I'm leaving." She told her dad.

"Do you want me to drive you?" He asked.

"No I can walk."

"Okay be careful."

"I will be." She left and started walking to the hotel. She was waiting to cross the street to get to the parking lot of the hotel when Erik walked up next to her.

"Why can't you leave my family alone?" He whispered because of the group of people next to Ceara.

"Why do you keep killing your family?" She whispered back to him.

"Watch your mouth bitch and if you're smart you'll leave Peter alone."

"Or what?"

"Or I will actually kill you and I don't care how many other people I kill trying." Ceara quickly crossed the street and ran to Sam and Deans room. Dean opened the door. "Get in." He told her. She walked in and he shut the door behind her. "I saw Erik."

"He walked up behind me while I was waiting to cross."

"What did he say to you?"

"To stay away from Peter. Or he would kill me and that he didn't care about who else he killed while trying."

"We need to figure this out now."

"I can't think of anything else he'd be tied to." Sam said. "Except maybe Peter."

"Well we're not going to burn him."

"Yeah please don't." Ceara said.

"Do you know if Erik works today?" Sam asked.

"He does."

"Then maybe we should go check out the house? See if there's anything we can find."

"There's no way we're taking Ceara back there."

"I'll be fine."

"We'll just keep a close eye on her." Sam told her.

"Fine but we don't need to be there any longer then an hour."

"I'm going to look around Peters room." Ceara said when they got to his house.

"Okay and I'll go check Eriks bed room." Sam told her. She walked upstairs to Peters room and started looking around. She found an empty box and sat it on his bed. She went around his room taking all of the pictures of her out of the frames and putting them in the box. Once she had gotten all of them pictures she put the lid on the box and put three hundred dollars (which is how much his mom had payed for her dance classes) on his bed side table. She grabbed the box and walked back downstairs.

"Find anything?" She asked Dean.

"Not yet." He told her. "What's in the box?"

"It's just something I left here the other day."

"Okay. Let me know if you want to leave."

"I will."

"How was school?" Cearas dad asked as she walked in the front door.

"Boring."

"Do you have any homework?"

"A bit yeah."

"Do you want to work on it till dinner?"

"Nope."

"Okay will you work on it till dinner?"

"Fine." She walked upstairs to her room and sat the box of pictures on her bed. She took the lid off and started adding her pictures to is then she shoved a few clothes in her backpack then stood by her bed. She had no plan. This was as far as she had gotten. She sat down on her bed and looked around her room. She could go stay with Sam and Dean. No Erik knows their hotel room. Maybe they could stay at a different hotel? No they won't want to deal with some kid. Run away? She can't drive. And she's out of ideas. She laid back on her bed a stared at the ceiling. Are there still buses in her area? She thought. Yeah there's a bus stop about ten miles away. She could catch a bus to a different town. But how far would she have to go? And she had no money. She had spent it all repaying Peter. Would he try and find her? No he wouldn't care enough. Right? Yep she still has no plan. Great...She put the box of pictures in her backpack then started walking to the bus stop. She now had to think of a plan. She was standing at the bus station (she hadn't bought a ticket yet). Someone would try to find her if she went missing. Unless she didn't go missing. What if she just died? That would fix everything wouldn't it?

"Do you know where Ceara is?" Sam asked Peter who they had just meant outside the movie theater.

"No." He told them. "But her number was deleted from my phone and all of the pictures of her are missing from my house."

"Do you think your dad did that?"

"I did until I saw money sitting on my bedside table. It was how much my mom had payed for Ceara to take dance."

"So Ceara did this?" Dean asked. "Why?"

"I don't know."

"Why don't you try calling her?" Sam told Dean.

"Already." Dean called her and as he was waiting for her to pick up Erik walked up to him. "Aw come on."

"What are you doing here with them?" Erik asked Peter.

"Did you do something to Ceara?" He asked.

"No. I've not seen her since this morning."

"You think we believe you?" Dean asked. He was about to say something else but Ceara answered.

"Hello?" Ceara answered.

"Ceara? Where are you? What's going on?"

"I didn't think it was safe to stay in my house anymore. I didn't want my dad or brother to get hurt."

"You should have come to Sam and I."

"But Erik knows your hotel room. Enough people have already died because of me and I don't want to add to the number."

"What are you planning?"

"I just don't want to hurt Peter anymore."

"You're not hurting anyone. Where are you?"

"If I tell you you'll try and come stop me."

"Stop you from what?"

"Can you just tell Peter I'm sorry?" She said then hung up.

"Damn it." Dean said.

"What happened?" Sam asked.