Title:Guilt

Author:SupernaturalandLostfan

Rating:PG13

Genre:Angst/Drama

Characters:Dean,Sam,Meg (a.k.a.evil bitch), OC's

Spoiler warning:"Scarecrow" I guess since we meet Meg for the first time in that episode.

Summary:A mistake is made. Can one of the brothers forgive the other? If so, can he forgive himself?

Disclaimer:I own nothing "Supernatural" related, yada, yada, etc.

Guilt

Ch.2

"Come on you lazy bum, time to get up."Dean said in a annoyingly cheerful voice, as he yanked the covers off of Sam."I know you need all the beauty sleep you can get, but we're on a vacation here, so times a wasting."

Catching the end of his blanket before Dean could totally pull it off, he yanked it back up,covering his head with it also, mumbling,"Leave me alone Dean."

"This was your idea Sam, remember? And I just want to get up and moving. Maybe eat some breakfast, then spend the rest of the day chilling with my little bro. Doing whatever he wants."Dean replied, smiling innocently at the one eye he saw peeking from under the covers.

"Dean, have you forgotten the fact that we only got home maybe three hours ago? And that you got your ass kicked by a big lumberjack looking bastard for making out with his wife in front of the whole bar?"

"Boy, but was she hot? Maybe I'll go back tonight and see if she wants to hook up again."Dean said, smiling at the thought."I think I can take that big bastard next time anyway, I was drunk, so technically he cheated."

"Do you have brain damage?"Sam asked, sitting up straight and throwing a pillow at his brother."We are not ever going back there. Ever. You know what I really don't understand Dean?"

"How you can have a brother as hot as me and still look like you do?"Dean replied, ducking as Sam threw a shoe at him this time.

"No, what I don't understand is why, you, the person who caused the whole barroom brawl, didn't get a mark on you, but I on the other hand, who heroically stepped in to help, ended up with this?"he asked, pointing to his left eye, with was blackened from a punch by a man who'd looked to be 80.

"Chicks dig that kinda stuff Sammy. Just tell them that you got it stopping a purse thief we was trying to steal an old ladies bag or something. That story works every time. They just come a flocking to a hero type."Dean said, making a face as he checked out Sam's eye."Yep, that one definitely going to be around a few days."he concluded, smacking Sam's shoulder.

"Thanks a lot Dr, Bitch, now leave me alone. I'm tired and don't want to get up yet, so go fend for yourself. Hey, I know, how about you go hit on that 70 year old housekeeper woman and her 80 year old gardener husband can come kick your ass. He looks pretty tough you know. Heck, you might even win this time. Just don't bring what you win back to our room. Yuck!"Sam said with a chuckle before promptly flopping back down on the bed and covering up again.

"Har, har. Very funny. Okay, here's the deal Sammy. I'm going to go downstairs and eat some of that wonderful home cooked breakfast they give here, and when I'm done, I'll come back up here and get you. Then the fun shall commence."

"What if I don't want to get up then either Dean? What you gonna do about it?"Sam asked in annoyance, peeking at his brother through the covers again.

"I'll tell you what I'll do about it Sammy. You know that Latino maid who's been giving you the eye ever since we checked in here? Consuela, I think she said her name was. If you're not up and at em when I get back, I'm gonna tell her that you want her to come up here and help you "unmake" the bed, and that she should come totally naked, cause thats how you like your women, au naturale."

"You wouldn't."Sam said in a low voice, cringing from the unwanted mental picture of the chubby middle-aged maid showing up in his room wearing nothing.

"Oh, but I would."Dean said smiling."So what's it gonna be Spidey?"he asked with a snicker, referring to the boxers Sam was wearing ."I bet Consuela loves Spiderman."

"Screw you bitch."Sam said, reaching down and grabbing the mate to the shoe he'd thrown at Dean earlier and doing the same with it, this time beaning him in the head. Then he quickly jumped up and ran into the bathroom with a yell of triumph, locking the door before Dean could retaliate.

"I'm going to eat now little brother, but your treachery shall not be forgotten."Dean said loudly through the locked door." Now it's on."

Dean wasn't really mad though, he had fun screwing with his brother. Sure, it had stung a bit when the shoe hit him, but who cares. He deserved it for last night.

Whistling, he picked up his sunglasses and cell phone, exited the room, and ran straight into a blond woman who'd been coming from the opposite direction.

"Excuse me. Sorry."he said, putting his hand out to steady her.

"You need to watch where you're going asshole."she said, then looked up at him for the first time.

Dean didn't miss the panicked look that crossed her face momentarily, but soon it disappeared, a scowl taking its place.

"I don't think I was the only one not watching where I was going."Dean said, sneering at the woman he felt an unexplainable dislike for.

"Whatever, just move."she said, pushing past him.

"Yeah, well nice to meet you to. Its so great to meet such a friendly person as you."Dean said sarcastically, then continued on downstairs, muttering,"Stupid bitch."under his breath.

He went downstairs into the large dining area, seeing several more of the guests sitting around eating already. Finding a small unoccupied table, he sat down, waiting for one of the waitress's to notice him.

"Hi Dean."he heard a child's voice say in greeting, and turned to see the little girl who's mother ran the check-in desk standing beside him, a pad and pencil in hand.

"Hey yourself Kelly."he replied with a warm smile."Pulling waitress duty today?"

"Yep, I get bored doing nothing, so they let me help take orders."she answered, smiling big at him.

She was only 8, but seemed to know how to do everything there was in the hotel. And it was no secret she'd taken an instant liking to Dean after he'd helped her clean up a big plate of Spaghetti she'd accidentally dumped on the floor during lunch time the day before. He'd even paid her for it so she wouldn't get fussed at.

Sam had told Dean that he thought he'd make a good father someday since all kids seemed to love him.

Dean had just smiled sadly at this. With his line of work, he didn't think that would ever happen.

"What can I get you?"Kelly asked.

He gave her his order, and she brought it back a few minutes later.

"Thanks Kelly."he said, and started eating, but she didn't move. She just stood there smiling

"Um..shouldn't you be waiting on other tables?"he asked after a minute.

"No, I want to make sure you have everything you want."she replied.

"Well, at least sit down then."he said, and without hesitating she plopped down beside him.

For the next thirty minutes or so, they chatted, with her periodically getting up from the table to refill his coffee, then when he was done, he stood up and took out his wallet, laying a five dollar bill down for her as a tip, and told her goodbye.

When he'd gone, Kelly saw that he'd left his sun glasses laying on the table. She picked them up and started to chase after him to give them back, but another customer asked her for some juice, so she stuffed them in her pocket. She'd just return them the next time she saw him.

Dean went back upstairs to find Sam was up and dressed, ready to go.

"Consuela would be so disappointed if she knew you gave up a chance for some of her hot loving."Dean teased, earning himself a punch in the arm.

"Ow, you dipshit. That hurt."

"Good bitch, that was the plan."

Then a few moments later they left the room and headed out to spend the day doing who knows what.

(That evening)

It was time for Meg to put her plan into action, and quickly before the brothers returned.

She walked down to the check-in desk, finding the girls mother was still there.

"Can I help you with something dear?"

"Yes, I think you can."Meg replied, then after looking around the room to make sure no one else was in sight, pulled out the small handgun with a silencer she had hidden in her pocket, and shot the woman.

Going behind the desk, she pulled the body across the room to a supply closet, and stuffed it in.

Then she walked into the dining area, immediately spotting the womans daughter.

"Kelly sweetie."she said loudly.

"Yes momma?"the girl answered, looking a bit surprised to see her mother had left her position at the desk.

"Can you come help mommy with something right quick?"she asked with a smile.

"Um, sure. Hold on just a sec so I can tell Mario."she replied, then disappeared into the kitchen, emerging moments later, walking towards who she thought to be her mother.

"What do you need me for?"she asked as they walked back out of the dining room and walked towards the stairs.

"You'll see baby."she replied.

They reached upstairs and her mother led her down the hall to an empty room, locking the door behind her after entering.

"Is something wrong momma?"the girl asked, seeing the grim look on her face.

"No, there's nothing wrong at all, but I want to apologize for what I'm about to do. Its nothing personal, but seeing as how Dean seems to have taken a liking to you, you're the perfect choice."

Meg said in a monotone voice, then took out her gun once again and shot the child.

She didn't bother to move the body yet, because no one would be going in the room anytime soon, so she just walked back downstairs and took the mothers position behind the desk, waiting for the two brothers to return.

When they finally did come back, she ran to meet them at the door, and started talking frantically.

"You shouldn't stay here anymore young men."

"Why is that?"Sam asked with a perplexed look on his face.

"Well, there's something we haven't told all our guests about, but I fear we haven't a choice anymore."she replied, lowering her eyes."You see, someone was killed here many years ago, and well..I feel kinda silly saying this, but his ghost still haunts here. Usually he doesn't bother anyone, but today he's already attacked two of our other guests, so it's not safe for you boys to stay here anymore."

"A ghost huh?"Dean asked, a smile appearing on his face."Tell you what, let me and my brother here handle the problem for you. This sorta thing is right up our alley."

"I don't know. It's too dangerous."she said, a reluctant look on her face.

"We can handle it. I assure you."Dean said.

"Well, okay then, but if anything happens to you, don't say I didn't warn you."she finally gave in.

"Where have the manifestations been taking place most often?"

"Upstairs, on the floor your staying at actually."she replied.

"Must have died there."Sam said, mentally filing her words.

"Well, lets go then Sam, and lay the smack down on Casper."Dean said, giving the woman a reassuring smile and wink as they headed towards the stairs.

"Dean, we're supposed to be taking a break from this. For once can't we just let it go?"Sam asked.

"You heard her say people are getting hurt Sam. We can't just stand by and let that happen when we can easily find a way to fix it can we?"

"No, I guess you're right."Sam agreed reluctantly.

Downstairs Meg had once again went into the restroom, and doing the spell, changed forms again. This time into a man who looked to be dead, and came out, taking off towards the stairs, hoping no one would see her.

When she got to the brothers floor, she peeked around the corner of the wall, seeing them standing in the hallway, talking quietly as they tried to decide what course of action to take.

Then she made her move, walking out from where she was hidden and making her way undetected up to them.

Deans mouth dropped open in a comical manner when he noticed the ghost standing behind Sam, and tried to warn him, but he didn't do so in time because the thing grabbed him by the throat and tossed him effortlessly into the wall, his head thinking against it as he slid unconscious to the floor.

"Sam!"Dean yelled, then quickly reached into the back of his jeans, pulling out the pistol he always kept there for emergencies and firing at the thing. He knew regular bullets wouldn't do anything but slow him down,he did so to try and buy a little time to try and figure out what to do.

Then ghost staggered after being hit, and Dean felt a surge of hope. Maybe the bullets would do some good after all. The thing then turned and ran down the hall, Dean in hot pursuit, and disappeared into the last room. Thinking that the room was where the ghost must have originally died, Dean followed him into the dark room, and heard the door slam shut behind him.

He couldn't see a thing, but it wasn't the first time he would have to rely on his instincts to help him out, so he wasn't bothered much by the dark.

"Come out, come out. Wherever you are. Come on now, I just want to have a little talk with you."Dean said aloud, while thinking, and put a couple holes in you in the process.

He stood there, hearing nothing for the next several minutes, starting to think the ghost wasn't going to show himself again, when he detected movement by the door, and heard the door knob turn as the door was flung open.

"Sorry Casper, not today."he said, and fired in the direction of the door, rewarded by hearing someone fall to the floor."Heh, I knew this would be a piece of cake."he said walking to where the body had fallen. This had been a typical case of a spirit not wanting to vacate the place they had died, and by shooting him again in the room he'd passed away in, Dean had been able to stop him.

"Yep, don't fuck with a Winchester buddy, cause no matter what powers or strengths you may possess, we end up killing you anyway."Dean said aloud, feeling along the wall for the switch, locating it shortly, and turning it on flooding the room with light.

"Now lets see what you look like you ugly bastard."he said, and turning around towards the door, let out a gasp of disbelief when he saw what lay there.

"Oh my god, Kelly."he said, falling to his knees beside the child who lay face down on the floor.

"I'm so sorry."he added after feeling her neck to check for a pulse and not finding one.

He then turned her over on her back, seeing the small hole in the little apron she still wore from working, and turned away, throwing up all the food he'd eaten that day.

"It was an accident Kelly, I swear."he said as he picked her up, and something fell from her hand onto the floor. He glanced down to see his sunglasses laying there.

She was bringing me my sunglasses, he realized.

He walked out into the hall, carrying the girl, and was met partway by Sam, who had just awoken a moment earlier and was rubbing his head where it hit the wall. Seeing Dean carrying the girl, he immediately forgot his pain, and rushed towards them.

"Holy shit Dean. What did you do?"he asked, seeing the bullet wound in her chest, putting two and two together to know what had happened.

"It was an accident."was Deans only reply, before sinking to the floor onto his knees."It was only a accident."

TBC

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