Sam and Dean were packing Ethan's stuff in the car while Ceara was getting him dressed. Sam had gotten their stuff for them since their house was an active crime scene. Ceara walked out of the motel room carrying Ethan. "Ready to go?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." Ceara told him.

"Alright Deans gonna take you."

"Okay." Ceara got Ethan into the backseat.

"Dean said you were going to stay with us for awhile."

"If that's okay."

"Of course. Be careful." Dean and Ceara got in the front seat and drove off to Ceara's grandparents house.

"Are you excited to see your grandparents?" Dean asked Ethan.

"Yes!" Ethan told him from the backseat.

"You're going to be staying with them for awhile okay?"

"Okay." They pulled into the driveway of asmall white house that had a cottage look to it. They got out of the car and Dean got Ethan's bags. "Be good." Ceara told Ethan walking up to the front door. Ceara's grandmother opened the door.

"Hello!" She said. "We've got your room all set up." She led them to Ethan's room and Dean set his bags down. They said goodbye to Ethan and walked back to the front door. Ceara grandfather stopped her before she left. "Here." He handed her a birthday card.

"Thanks." She took it and walked to the car.

"What's that?" Dean asked.

"Oh it's a birthday card."

"Is it your birthday?"

"It was a few weeks ago."

"And you're...?"

"Seventeen."

"Happy birthday."

"Thanks." They drove back to the Motel and walked into their room. Sam was sitting on the bed looking on his laptop. "Hey guys." Sam said shutting his laptop. "How are you doing?"

"Fine." Ceara told him.

"How's Ethan?"

"He seemed fine."

"Do you get to see him or talk to him?"

"Yeah I can vist him once a month."

"Why?"

"They don't like me." Ceara walked over to the other bed and sat down.

"Why not?"

"I don't know."

"Okay well lets change the subject. I found something interesting. An old, abandoned factory not to far from here. It's rumored to be haunted and a body turned up there last week."

"Sounds interesting." Dean said. "You interested Ceara?"

"Sure." She told him.

"Alright. We'll head out in the morning."

"Do you want to ride up front?" Sam asked Ceara. It was early the next morning and they were about to leave.

"Would you mind?" She asked.

"Of course not. What ever makes you more comfortable."

"Thank you." They got in the car and drove to the factory.

"Hello. Can I help you?" A young girl, about Ceara's age, with blonde hair and blue eyes asked walking up to them.

"Hello." Sam said. "We're here because of the body that was found here."

"Okay. I'm Sarah my father owns the place."

"I thought it was abandoned." Dean said.

"It was and then my dad bought it a month ago."

"Why did he buy an old factory?"

"He wants to renovate it and turn it in to a furniture store."

"A furniture store?"

"Yes. He makes furniture and he wants a place to sale it. And this place was really cheap. Which we understand now."

"Can you show is where the body was found?"

"Sure." Sarah led them into the factory and to the back wall. "This is where he was found." Sarah told them.

"Who was he?"

"He was one of the contractors. He was here late checking to see if we could add a bathroom. When my dad got here the next morning he was dead."

"What happened to him?"

"Not sure. You'd have to ask my dad about that."

"Is he here?"

"Not yet but he'll be here in ten minutes."

"Okay. Do you mind if we look around a bit till he gets here?"

"No. Let me know if you need anything."

"Thank you." Sarah walked away and Dean turned to you.

"What do you see?" He asked.

"He definitely died here." She told him.

"Can you tell what happened to him?"

"Not really. There's no blood or cuts on him."

"What?" Sam asked. "There's not blood?"

"No. I don't always see blood but I see cuts and bruises. So I don't know what happened. He just look like he's laying on the floor sleeping."

"I guess we'll have to wait till the owner gets here." Sam said. They went outside and waited by the car till Sarah's dad pulled up.

"Hello. Sarah said you had some questions for me."

"Yes, we do. About the body that was found." Sam told him.

"Okay. How about we go inside? There's a table we can sit at."

"Sounds great." They walked inside and to a small table covered in blueprints.

"I'm Jake by the way." Jake told them as they sat down.

"I'm Sam and this is Dean and Ceara. Can you tell us how your contractor died?"

"Well I'm not really sure what happened to Logan. They said that pretty much every bone in his body was broken like he fall from a great height. But there was nothing to fall from. And there was no blood."

"That's strange."

"Was anyone else here?" Dean asked.

"No it was just Logan." Jake told him.

"And there's no cameras or anything like that?" Sam asked.

"Unfortunately no. Can you help me? Everyone thinks I did this."

"We'll do everything we can. We're gonna go back think on this and we'll let you if we find anything."

"Okay and if you need anything just let me know."

"We will. Thank you." They walked outside and to the car. "Well this is strange." Sam said once they got in the car.

"Very." Ceara said.

"And you were right." Dean said. "No blood."

"What could have caused this?" Sam asked. "I mean the room was empty. There was nothing to fall off of."

"I'm not sure." Dean said.

"Well if this was a ghost can't ghost like throw people? Could it have just thrown him in the air and let him fall?" Ceara asked. Sam and Dean sat in silence for a few minutes before Sam slowly said "Yes. It could have. Why didn't we think of that?"

"I told you you'd be useful." Dean told Ceara.

"Find anything?" Dean asked. He had just gotten back from getting pizza. Sam was sitting on his bed looking at his laptop and Ceara was sitting on the other bed.

"Nothing so far." Sam told him. Dean walked over to the bed Ceara was sitting on with two plates of pizza.

"How long was the factory abandoned before Jake bought it?"

"Thirdy years."

"Why would they even buy it?" Ceara asked.

"Sarah said it was cheap."

"What was it before Jake bought it?" Dean asked.

"It's unclear. But they was a lot of wood cutting going on and the only reason I know that was because a worker lost an arm a year before it closed. He didn't die so it's not him. There's very little information on this place."

"Do you think Jake might know anything about the building?" Ceara asked. "I mean he bought the place so he should know about the history right?"

"We can ask him."

"We'll do that in the morning." Dean said. "It's pretty late."

"Oh yeah it is. I hadn't noticed."

It was six in the morning and they were pulling up to the factory. They had just gotten a call from Jake saying to get there right away.

"What's going on?" Sam asked Jake who was waiting outside the door for them.

"Another worker was found died this morning." He told them. "The other guys got here to start working and found him."

"Have you called the cops?"

"Not yet. I was hoping you could figure it out without them. Everyone already thinks I did it. People have started quitting. Please I need your help."

"Show us the body." Jake opened the door but stopped before walking in. "Should she stay out here?" He asked pointing to Ceara.

"No she's good." Dean told him. Jake led them inside. As they walked to the back of the factory you could hear the echo of their footsteps and something dripping.

"Um so we don't know how he ended up like this." Jake told them as they reached the end of large room. "But that's how they found him." He pointed up to the ceiling where a body was wrapped up in wires and hanging from a beam. Blood was slowly dripping down to the floor where it formed a small puddle.

"Again no one was here with him." Jake told him.

"And still no cameras?" Sam asked.

"No but I ordered some. They'll be here tomorrow."

"Good. Put them up the second they get here. And from now on not ones here alone."

"I think that's a good call."

"You don't happen to know everything about this place do you?"

"I didn't when I bought it but after Logan died I looked in to it. I printed everything out because I thought you might want it. It's at my house but you're more then welcome to come by."

"We'll come by in about an hour. We came straight over after you called so we're going to grab breakfast and we'll stop by."

"Sounds great." Sam, Dean, and Ceara went back to the car. Dean was adamant about wanting waffles so they went to a small diner. It was a Saturday so Peter joined them. Sam rang the doorbell to Jake's house. They waited for a few minutes until Jake opened the door. "Come in." He told them moving out of the way. "The papers are on the kitchen table." They walked over to the kitchen table which was covered in papers.

"Whoa." Sam said.

"Yeah I found a lot of stuff." Jake told them. "Can I get you anything? Some coffee maybe?"

"Thank you but we're good."

"Okay I'll let you guys work." Jake left the kitchen.

"Do you want to help?" Ceara asked Peter.

"Sure." They sat down at the table and started looking through the papers.

"That's a lot of accidents." Sam said after ten minutes.

"But no deaths." Dean said.

"How is it even possible for some many people to lose limbs but no one die?" Ceara asked.

"Wait." Peter said. "Someone did die there."

"Who?" Sam asked.

"Oliver. The old owner." He said handing the paper to Ceara.

"Yeah he died in the factory a year after it closed because of all the injuries." She told them.

"What about before he owned it?" Sam asked.

"He built it." She told him sliding the piece of paper she had been reading before over to him.

"Why did the place close?" Dean asked.

"To many people were getting hurt that no one wanted to work there anymore and Oliver eventually went bankrupt." Ceara told him. "And apparently he didn't take the lose to well. He's family said he went crazy after the factory closed and he eventually died in the factory on the one year anniversary of it closing. They don't know how he died but most people suspect it was suicide."

"And he was the only death?"

"At least that I've found."

"So Oliver is our ghost."

"How do we get him to stop haunting the place?" Sam asked. "Did it say where he was buried?"

"It said he was cremated."

"Great."

"But we know what he's tied to." Dean said. "The building."

"But we can't just burn it down."

"Why not?"

"Because he spent money on it. He's banking on this. There has to be another way."

"Fine if you can find another way we'll do that. But if one more person dies we torch the place."

"Fine."

"Everything going okay in here?" Jake asked walking into the kitchen with Sarah.

"Yeah I think we've looked through everything." Sam told him.

"Did you find anything that might help?"

"We think so."

"That's great. You don't even know how relieved I am. Can I get you guys lunch?"

"No we couldn't possibly ask you to do that."

"Why not?" Dean asked.

"Really it's not problem. I can order a pizza or go pick something up."

"A pizza fine." Sam told him.

"We just had pizza last night." Ceara said.

"And we can have it again today. You're sure this isn't to much trouble?"

"It's no trouble really." Jake told them. "You can go sit in the living room if you want."

"Thank you." They all got up and walked into the living room. Ceara, Peter, and Dean sat on the couch and Sam sat on the armchair next to it.

"I'm with Ceara I don't want pizza again." Dean said.

"Well I'm not going to make him go out of his way just to get us food." Sam told him.

"We're helping him for free the least he can do is feed us."

"We're going to eat the pizza and be nice then we're going to go back and figure out a way to get Oliver out without burning down the place."

"Fine."

"What kind of pizza do you guys want?" Jake asked walking into the living room with Sarah following him.

"What ever is fine with us." Sam told him.

"Um no." Ceara said. "Stuffed crust cheese."

"Oh and some wings." Dean said.

"What kind?" Jake asked. "This place has some really good BBQ wings."

"Yeah that sounds good."

"Okay great. I'll go order that and then I'll be right back." He turned to Sarah and took the phone she was holding. "Would you mind staying with our guests while I order?"

"No." She told him.

"Thank you." Jake walked back into the kitchen and Sarah sat down on the couch next to Peter.

"I've not meant you yet." She said.

"That's Peter." Dean said from the other end of the couch.

"He can talk you know." Ceara told him.

"Sorry. Force of habit."

"That's okay." Sarah told him. "You've been really quiet. I don't think I've heard you talk once."

"Yeah well I'm not going to argue with Ceara on what kind of pizza we get." Peter told her. "I've learned."

"So are you helping them?"

"Kinda I guess."

"We just invited him since it was Saturday." Ceara told her. "He's to busy to help."

"I've got school that's not my fault." Peter said.

"School is a waste."

"I love school." Sarah said.

"Yeah I don't mind it." Peter told her. "It's definitely not a waste."

"It's a waste." Ceara told him. Jake came back in the room and sat down on the love seat.

"The pizza will be here soon." He said.

"Great." Dean said.

"Thank you guys so much for all your help."

"It's no problem." Sam told him.

"I just really appreciate it. I've been trying to start this for years and it just never worked out and I was so happy when I found a place for so cheap. I guess I should have looked into it more."

"Yeah." Dean said. "I mean..."

"You were excited." Sam said. "We don't blame you."

"It's just you know after my wife left I've been struggling with money. And I'm trying to support Sarah and get her into a good school."

"That's very hard. We're so sorry you're going through this and we will do whatever we can to help."

"Thank you." They sat there for a few minutes till the pizza got there. They went into kitchen and Ceara started stacking up the papers.

"Need help?" Peter asked.

"Sure." Ceara told him.

"Hey Sarah would you go get the extra chairs?" Jake asked.

"Sure." She told him then left the room.

"She seems to be handling this pretty well." Sam said.

"She has been." Jake told him. "I try to not tell her to much about it." They finished eating and left Jake's house.

"Find anything?" Dean asked Sam. It was three days after they went to Jake's house.

"Nope." Sam told him.

"If you don't figure it out soon we'll have to just burn it."

"I know."

"He's just wasting money."

"I know. I'm starting to think there's no other way."

"You want to just go ahead and burn it?"

"No but I think we'll have to."

"Hey Ceara have you ever burned down a building before?" Dean asked.

"No but that sounds awesome." She told him.

"It is."

"Dean." Sam said.

"What? It is." Sam shook his head and went back to looking at his laptop. Sam's phone stated ringing. "Hello." He answered. "What? Oh on...oh...okay. We're on our way." Sam hang up his phone.

"What happened?" Dean asked.

"Oliver attacked three more people."

They pulled up in front of the factory. Sarah was waiting outside. "My dads inside." She told them when they walked up to her.

"Why aren't you?" Dean asked.

"I'm not allowed."

"That's probably best." Sam told her. They walked inside.

"Can you see Oliver?" Dean whispered to Ceara.

"What? Oh." She looked around a bit. "Where did he die?"

"I'm not sure. Keep a look out for him."

"I will." They got to where Jake was standing. He was in the middle of the room with another man who was sitting be his feet with blood running down his face and two bodies laying down in front of them.

"What happened?" Dean asked.

"We got attacked." The guy who was sitting told him.

"By who?"

"An old man. He had white hair and a beard. He was wearing overalls." Dean looked over at Ceara who nodded.

"How did he attack you?"

"He pushed me. Nocked me out. When I woke up they were died and he was gone."

"Jake you need to get him to the hospital." Sam told him.

"Okay." Jake helped the other men up and out of the factory.

"We need salt, gas, and a lighter."

"I've got a lighter in the car but we're all out of salt and gas." Dean told him.

"Great. I guess someone has to go to the store."

"I can ask Peter to bring some." Ceara said.

"Yes! That be amazing!"

"We're not burning this place with the bodies still in it right?"

"I guess we shouldn't. You go call Peter we'll deal with them."

"Okay." Ceara walked out of the building and pulled out her phone.

"Hello?" Peter picked up.

"Hey are you busy?"

"No. What do you need?"

"I was hoping you could bring us some stuff."

"Yeah sure what do you need?"

"Gas and salt."

"Okay. The factory?"

"Yes."

"Okay I'll be there soon."

"Thank you."

"Of course." Ceara hung up. Sam and Dean were dragging the bodies out and laying them on the ground.

"Peter is bringing the stuff." She told them.

"Awesome." Sam said. "I guess we just wait for him."

Peter pulled up twenty minutes later. "Here you go." Peter said handing them the salt and gas.

"Thank you." Sam told him. "You two stay out here." Sam and Dean walked back into the factory.

"Why do you need that stuff?" Peter asked.

"Burning down the building." She told him.

"Okay. Why?"

"It's the only way to get Oliver to leave."

"Okay. So they're just going to burn the building down? Does Jake know?"

"No he's taking one of the guys who got attacked to the hospital."

"What are they going to tell him?"

"I have no idea."

"Well this is an interesting life you have."

"Yeah well I don't do good on my own."

"I know you don't."

"Speaking of which how are you doing?"

"I've been better. But I'm adjusting. What about you?"

"I'm fine."

"And Ethan?"

"He's fine too."

"I believe he's fine. He's little and doesn't really know what's going on. But I definitely don't believe that you're fine."

"I'm working on it."

"Well let me know if you need any help on that."

"Thanks." Sam and Dean walked out of the factory.

"Alright we're ready to burn it." Dean said. "So stand back." Dean took the lighter out of his pocket and held it close to the bottom of the door. The wood door slowly started to catch fire and spread. They stood there for a few minutes to make sure it was spreading well.

"So now what?" Ceara asked.

"I guess we should go back to the motel." Sam said.

"What's going on?" Sarah asked getting out of her car.

"I don't know. It was like that when we got here." Ceara said.

"What did you do?"

"Why do you assume we did it?"

"You're the only ones here!"

"Yeah and an hour ago there was some crazy guy killing people. Why couldn't he have done it?"

"Look just calm down." Sam said.

"Calm down?" Sarah asked. "That's my fathers business!"

"Yeah so why do you care?" Ceara asked.

"How about instead of arguing you call the fire department." Sam said.

"Fine." She walked over to call them.

"Hey Peter thanks for your help." Sam told him. "You can go now. It's getting pretty late and I know you have school in the morning."

"Okay. Let me know we're you get back." He told Ceara.

"I will." She told him. Peter got in his car and left.

"They're on their way." Sarah said walking back over to them.

"Okay well since you've got this under control we're gonna go." Dean said. They started walking to the car.

"Wait you can't just leave!"

"This is none of our business." Dean said getting in the car followed by Sam.

"Oh you might want to do something with those two bodies." Ceara said before getting in the car.