PART 2

Dean returned to the motel, walking in the room he shared with his younger brother. Sam was there with Claudia, not that Dean had expected anything else, but there was someone else there, too. A young woman. A cute young woman. And she seemed to be in distraught. She jumped as he came in.

"It's okay, Lucy." Sam was quick to reassure her, "This is my brother, Dean." He added. Dean nodded, flashing Lucy a bright smile. She smiled back politely. "Lucy was in the party." Sam explained to Dean, "Her sister Margaret was one of those who died." He added, and Lucy burst up in tears.

"It was all our fault." She cried, "God, how could we be so stupid?" Claudia touched Lucy's shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly.

"Tell us what happened, Lucy." She said softly. Lucy wiped her tears with the back of her hand, but they kept coming. Claudia glanced at Sam and Dean, and then returned her look to Lucy. "We know there was no party crasher." She said in a matter-of-fact tone, completely devoid of reproach. "We know you guys tried to do something. Something involving a pentagram?" she looked at Lucy for any kind of confirmation. "You want to tell us about it?" Claudia asked. Lucy shook her head.

"It was supposed to be a joke!" she cried, "We got bored, so James suggested we do a séance. It was supposed to be fun, it wasn't supposed to happen like that!"

"What exactly happened, Lucy?" Sam asked, pulling a chair out for Lucy and sitting down on the bed. Lucy shook her head again.

"I don't know." She sobbed, and Claudia gave her a tissue. "We started, you know, but then the lights went out, and… they started screaming." She whimpered, "I could feel it. It was right next to me. It was so cold and mean. I ran. I should have waited for Maggie, but I just got so scared…"

They talked to her a little more, trying to get some more information, but she didn't really have anything else to add. At last, Sam volunteered to take her home. Dean watched them leave. Now all that was left was to get rid of Claudia, and go to bed. They weren't going anywhere tonight anyway. Claudia got up from the bed, looking up at him.

"You found anything new?" she asked.

"No. There's nothing there." Answered Dean. "We need to know which spirit they brought back if we're going to get rid of it." He added. Claudia wrinkled her brow.

"You think they summoned a spirit?" she asked. Dean gave a slight nod.

"Sounds like it." He said, "I don't think she's telling us the whole truth though. Bringing spirits back, that's not something a bunch of bored college kids would just… do."

"Oh, she's definitely lying." Claudia said. "There's something wrong about that girl." Dean smiled, getting up and walking over to where Sam kept their dad's journal.

"Oh, don't worry," he smirked, "Sam still likes you more." Claudia half-shrugged.

"I'm not worried." She said non-chalantly. "She looks more like your type anyway. You know, with a deep cleavage…"

Claudia was lying in bed in her motel room, working on her laptop. Her boss, Jin, demanded that she sent him detailed e-mails every week, to let him know what she was up to. It wasn't like she had anything better to do, anyway. They've been in this town for a couple of days no, and so far, came up with nothing. If it were up to her, she would have moved on already. Well, that or… there was always the other option. But she didn't like to think about that if she didn't have to. The wellbeing of her partners wasn't the only reason Claudia hunted alone. There was a knock on the door, and then Sam came in, not really waiting for her to answer. She glanced his way, but didn't stop typing.

"Hi. Are you busy?" he asked hesitantly. Claudia looked at him, closing her laptop.

"What's up?" she asked him. He sat down on the bed next to her.

"Tell me if it sounds strange to you." He started, "Twelve people die at a party just a couple of weeks ago, and they're having another party tonight." He said. Claudia shook her head.

"Not so strange. That's just college." She said, "I went to parties all the time in college." Sam blinked, surprised. How did that never come up before, he wondered.

"You went to college?" he asked, astounded. He always talked to her about Stanford, and wanting to go back there. She never mentioned going to college before. Claudia seemed a little uncomfortable, shifting her weight from side to side.

"Just for a couple of years." She said, "But it got too tricky, with the job and all."

"So, you don't think it's strange to have a party so soon?" Sam asked again, making sure.

"Is Lucy going?" Claudia asked him.

"Yeah, I think so. She hasn't made up her mind." He said, still trying to process the thought that Claudia went to college. Somehow, he never would have guessed it. She was definitely smart enough, it's just… she never talked about it. Come to think about it, she wasn't much for sharing. Sam was usually the one doing the talking, leading the conversation. They talked for hours, yes, but it was always him that brought things up. Like talking to a therapist. A really good therapist. With a great smile.

"So we're going." Claudia said, and Sam was surprised to learn he actually didn't mind going to a party right now. He wondered what Claudia would wear. And then quickly made an excuse and left her room. Dean would just love that…

They reached the party fashionably late. The party was held in a large two-story house off campus, not very far from where the last party had been held. The loud music could be heard a mile away. People were coming and going, talking, laughing, and drinking a lot.

"I keep telling you Sammy, college cases are the best!" Dean said with a large grin, punching Sam in the shoulder, his eyes roaming the room, lingering on a cute blond that definitely seemed interested. Sam rolled his eyes.

"You just remember we're here to work, okay?" Dean didn't even look at him.

"Hi, I'm a professional, dude." He said in an offended tone of voice, checking out another girl. Sam rolled his eyes, shaking his head disapprovingly, and left his brother in search of Claudia. She looked especially good tonight, trading her usual tank top and jeans for a tight, low cut shirt and even tighter, low cut jeans. Sam sighed exasperatedly when he noticed Claudia was actually flirting with a couple of guys. He walked over to her.

"Hi, what am I, a babysitter?" he asked.

"What?" Claudia asked, tearing her attention away from the two guys she was talking to. Sam made a face, and Claudia sighed. "Sorry guys, he doesn't like it when I flirt with other men." She said, "I'll keep your number though." She added, smiling at one of them, and Sam was rather surprised to feel a tiny stab of jealousy. Claudia walked away with him, her eyes darting all around.

"You know, Sam, you really should relax a little." She said, "This is a party, we're supposed to blend in, remember?"

"And here I thought we were here to figure out what happened at the last party." Sam said, his tone a little more harsh than he originally intended. Claudia stopped at a table, taking a couple of beers, handing one to Sam, but he just put it back down.

"We are," Claudia said, giving him a little disapproving look for putting the beer away. "what do you think I've been doing?"

"Flirting with almost every guy here." Sam said. A little too quickly. Claudia smiled.

"Aw, that's cute. You're not jealous, are you?" she asked. Sam made a face.

"What? No…" he protested.

"Because that guy over there," she said, gesturing at some guy making out with a chick, "he was there." She said, "And that one," she added, gesturing at another, "he was supposed to be there, but he missed all the fun." She said, and then looked at Sam. "Where's Lucy, anyway?" she asked. Sam looked around.

"I'm not sure. She was with Dean just a moment ago." He said. Claudia rolled her eyes, taking a big sip from her beer.

"That's a great idea, let the cat watch over the cream." She muttered, looking around. "I don't see her anywhere, I'll go check the bathroom." She said, handing Sam her beer. Sam kept looking around. There she was, on the far side of the room, with one of the guys Claudia had just pointed out to him. That's a little strange. Sam thought. The two of them were making their way up the stairs. Sam called out for Lucy, but the music was too loud, since she obviously didn't hear him. Sam glanced over at Dean, and then followed Lucy upstairs.

Dorian moved his head to the music, drinking his beer and checking the party out. It seemed like a good turnout. Even if there were about a dozen people he wished could have come too, but hi, they all knew the risks. It was still worth it. Dorian's eyes caught the sight of Lucy climbing up the stairs with James. He nodded in satisfaction. They still had some work to do. And then he noticed another guy climbing the stairs after them. He didn't know the guy, and that meant he had nothing to be looking for upstairs. Dorian took another sip from his beer, his eyes still on the staircase as the guy disappeared up the stairs. Samantha neared him, looking as good as ever. How she managed to cover her scars with that tiny shirt, Dorian had no idea. He didn't really care that much, either.

"Hi, are we going to do it tonight or what?" Samantha asked him, taking the beer from him and taking a sip.

"No, it's too soon." Dorian said, not even looking at her, his eyes scanning the people dancing and hanging out around him. "We don't have enough people. And we don't have the other thing." He told her. Where did she go? He was watching a brunette just a second ago. Had his eyes on her from the moment she walked in.

"There's a couple of guys asking a lot of questions." Samantha said, lighting up a cigarette. "Lucy says they know things." She added. Dorian took the cigarette out of her mouth, dumping it in the beer can. He hated that smell. Besides, the sprinkler alarm was on.

"What couple of guys?" Dorian asked. Samantha motioned at a guy flirting with some Dorian didn't know.

"That cute one over there." Samantha said. "And he has a brother in here somewhere." She added. "What do you want to do?" she asked, looking up at Dorian.

"Get rid of him." Dorian said, not looking at her. She nodded lightly.

"And the other one?" Samantha asked.

"I'll take care of it." Dorian said. "Oh, and there's a chick asking questions too. I don't like her. There's something about her…" he trailed off, thinking of that brunette. Where was she? "Get rid of her, too, I don't want her asking anymore questions." Dorian added. Samantha nodded again.

"Not a problem." She said, "Would you call me when it's time?" she asked, looking hopefully at Dorian. He smiled. She was enthusiastic, he had to give her that.

"Always." He told her, "Don't mess up this time."

TBC

A/N: Don't forget to review, please. Third chapter coming up as soon as I finish editing it.