What Did I Do?

Summary: Dean and Sam meet a mysterious young woman with unusual gifts. Together they experience many adventures while continuing the search to reunite John Winchester with his family.

"Gifts? You have dreams? That's how you know it's the spirits of Dorothy's grandchildren?" He looked for clarification.

"Not so much dreams, there are other kinds of gifts you know. Sometimes the supernatural, spirits and such appear to me. Sometimes they don't, but I know they're there. In this case the children realized I could sense them and they … well they tried to scare me." Ciaryn laughed.

"Scare you, how?" Dean asked, his hand still holding her arm.

"I sensed them when I got here yesterday. Last night while I was in the shower, Beka wrote me a message in the steam on the mirror."

"What did it say?"

"I know what you did last summer."

"Ahhh, from the movie." Dean murmured. "Quite the pranksters aren't they."

"Definitely. When I went back into my room, Thomas was pulling all the blankets off my bed and Beka had my suitcase open and was tossing the clothes out of it. If most anyone else had seen it, it would have looked like… well ghost tossing my room. But since I could see them, it was just children being children. I surprised them though." Dean raised his eyebrow in question.

"It wasn't like that – I grabbed a piece of clothing that Beka had just flung into the air, then told Beka she could now refold and put everything away and that I hoped Thomas would have as much fun remaking the bed as he did unmaking it." Both kids stopped and just stared at me. They hadn't realized I could actually see them. Told them they had better had it done and be waiting by the time I was finished getting dressed or else."

"Or else what? They're ghost."

"They're still kids that were caught messing around. Treat them normally and they'll respond normally." Dean loosened his grip and allowing her to slide her arm free; as she turned away and continued walking to the water's edge.

"So then what?"

"When I can back in, the room was clean, the bed made, my suitcase full of neatly refolded clothes and both kids standing at the door – I think they choose the door incase they needed to make a quick exit. Anyways I sat on the bed and motioned them to join me. I told them who I was and asked about them. An hour later we were all sprawled out on the bed like old friends. They asked me to tell Dorothy about them. I was sitting there earlier trying to figure out best how to tell Dorothy about her grandchildren when you and Sam arrived. I didn't want to just walk up to her and say 'Hey your grandkids decided after they died to stay here and keep you company.' Didn't know how much she knew, or if even she knew about the spirits, didn't want her to have a heart attack or anything. So when I heard your discussion… and the kids played their little joke; just seemed like the right time to say something." The redhead explained as she stopped and looked back up at him.

"So why didn't you stick around and tell us all about them instead of walking out?"

"Maybe I just wanted to get you alone." Ciaryn murmured in a hushed tone.

Dean reached one hand out and gently cupped the side of her face. "All you had to do was ask." His mouth moving ever so closer as he spoke. His voice softer and quieter with each word. As his hot breath brushed across her lips, Ciaryn's hands moved up to hard chest. "But I think you're hiding something."

It took a moment for the shock of his words to sink in.

"Oh you!" Anger prompted Ciaryn to push Dean away from her. He nearly fell with the force of her push. Trying to catch his balance he stepped back and slipped. Arms flailing he reached out for something to stop his backward descent, catching Ciaryn they both fell, breaking the smooth surface of the lake with a loud and sloppy splash.

Dean was laughing as his wet head broke back through the surface. Ciaryn pushed her long tangled wet hair from her face, shooting Dean a dirty look.

"What happened?" A voice intruded on them as Sam rushed to the bank.

"What does it look like? She pushed me in!" Dean complained, earning him a splash of water in the face.

"Like you didn't deserve it." Ciaryn told him as she struggled up. Taking Sam's outstretched hand she climbed out of the lake, leaving Dean sitting on his ass looking up admiring her wet clothing plastered body.

Once on solid land she let go of Sam's hand and shot him the same dirty look she had just moments earlier given Dean.

"And this is what I get for trying to help you!" She accused as she stomped pass him.

"Me? What did I do?" Incredibly Sam questioned at Ciaryn's stiff back and she rushed away towards the lodge. Turning his confused face back to his brother for an explanation, Dean still sitting in the now muddy water just shrugged.

To Be Continued…