Sorry for the wait, well here is chapter 4 and thanks for those of you who reviewed.
Chapter 4: Showers

I walked into the washroom and turned on the sink. Grabbing the face towel I put it under the long stream of water.

"Need help?" I heard someone softly ask causing me to jump

I turned to see the guy with the shaggy hair, Sam, standing in the doorway. I stood there kind of speechless for a few seconds then shook my head and turned back. I still saw him in the mirror looking at me. Wiping off my face I turned back around to face him.

"Um, can you ask Aunt Vicky for a towel so I can take a bath?" I asked nervously causing him, this time, to jump a little.

"Yeah, sure," he said and left

I shook my head. He was probably one of those nervous, kind of geeky, shy, but totally cute guys. His brother seemed the complete opposite. He was more of a rough, sarcastic, bad ass. Just then while I was lost in thought the same person I was thinking of came and threw me a towel. Luckily I caught it just before it hit the ground. This guy, Dean, was still standing there. Leaning on the doorframe, like he was staring me down or even worse: checking me out!

"Um, I'm about to like take a shower," I said fidgeting

"Mind if I stick around?" he asked cockily

"Guy! I'm sixteen!" With that I slammed the door in his face.

"I like her," Dean said with a smile and walked back into the living room.

I shuddered and locked the door. Stepping into the tub, after I had taken off my clothes of course, I turned the knob. Cold water hit me and I screamed jumping out. I screamed again when I saw a gray rat at my feet looking up at me with little beady eyes. The door burst open and the two men standing there. Dean stood there staring at me, mouth wide open with a stupid expression on his face. I stood there shocked.

"What the hell are you doing!" I yelled finally and Sam grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me protecting me from the eyes of his brother

"Dean! Look away!" he ordered through clenched teeth

Dean finally looked at his little brother and started laughing. He was laughing absolutely hysterically. Sam shook his head and turned back to me.

"Are you okay?" he asked gently

"Rat!" I shrieked again pointing at it

Sam sighed and took out a pocket knife. He looked at me.

"Maybe you should look away," he suggested

I immediately did as he said. I heard the rat squeak loudly and flinched. I looked back and saw Sam hand the knife to Dean except that the rat was on the other end. Ick! I quickly looked away again.

"Alright, it's gone," said Sam and I finally looked

I looked back down at myself and then back up at him. He took the hint.

"Oh, um, bye." He rushed out of the room.

I shook my head and put my hand back under the stream of water to see if it was warm yet. Thankfully it was.

Dean sat down on the couch and Sam sat next to him. The teen they had just met, Casey, came in with a tray. She placed the tray on the small coffee table. Dean gratefully accepted a cup of coffee and leaned back. She smiled at him and then at Sam.

"So, Casey, have you heard anything about the strange mutilations?" asked Sam

She looked taken back by this but said, "No wonder you came here. It was either the strange but beautiful city girl or the mutilations."

Sam nodded and she continued, "Well, I heard that they think it might have something to do with this new girl."

"Evangeline?"

"Yes, Evangeline Davis. The one you met covered in milk." The teen almost smiled at that. "Anyway, they think she's some kind of pagan. This is a God fearing town."

Sam looked over at Dean who was happily slurping at his coffee. He hit his older brother on the leg so he would pay attention. Dean looked at him and then realized what he meant.

"Um, Casey have you heard anything else?" he asked

"No, that's all."

Dean nodded and nodded at Sam. They both got up and replaced they're cups on the tray. She stood up also and walked them to the door

"Well thank you for the info. Say bye to that girl for me will you," Dean said and walked out.

Sam smiled at the girl and followed him out and into the Impala.


Hey Ghostwriter, doesn't it seem that in every story,i write,that at least in one chapter it ends this way. LOL. Odd, anyway please review.