Okay, I decided to quickly revamp this before I got too far into the story.

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Chapter One

Night had long since fallen over the horizon. The full moon shone over the black, glassy water of Echo Lake, its gentle rays tracing over the dock and over the small cabin in the nearby clearing.

"Oh please let it pass…not tonight…not again…" A girl muttered to herself as she quickly went around the house checking to make sure that all of the windows and doors were locked. She cast a glance at the clock on the wall. Two minutes until eleven thirty. She mentally cringed. 'I thought that things like this happened at midnight.' She thought. One minute… the clock's ticking froze and she stiffened. 'Oh no…'

The lights in the cabin suddenly started flickering and she curled up in a corner, fingers playing with a silver cross that hung around her neck, it was happening again, just like clockwork. Hushed voices reached her ears, building in volume steadily, but never in articulation. She clung to herself, whispering prayers to her God as the table chair suddenly toppled over violently, and the cabin was ransacked by tremors and it all drowned out her cries of fear. It had been getting worse- not better. She was a woman of faith, but her faith easily deserted her when this episode took place.

Everything came to a crescendo, before everything went silent. Fearful green eyes looked up from where she was, and she shakily rose to her feet. She looked around before letting out a sigh of relief. 'Nothing could be worse than that.' She thought, pushing some stringy red hair behind her ear. She turned to the mirror to fix herself- and she screamed into the night…but no one heard her.

Sam sighed, running a hand through his hair as he continued to check his emails from his friends at school. Despite what Dean said, he still kept in contact with them. Sam looked up from his computer momentarily looking for Dean, who had been MIA for the past ten minutes up at the counter buying them beverages. He instantly saw his brother, and their coffees still standing there and it took him less than a second to realize the cause of the delay- and it took all of Sam's strength not to shake his head, so he settled for rolling his eyes instead. 'He'll never change.' Sam thought semi-amused, semi-frustrated. Honestly, Dean lectured him about priorities when he himself was up there flirting with the girl behind the counter. Sam truly didn't mind that Dean was up there, oh no- it was the fact that he was up there with his coffee that bothered him. Was it such a big thing to ask for a simple caffeinated beverage? Sam chuckled to himself, the weirdest rants normally went through his head lately and the thought of a Coffee Amendment- where the average joe can get their coffee and drink it too, definitely rated on the top ten. Sam smiled lightly to himself and returned his attention to the new email that he had just received from Laurie Ashford.

"Here you go." Dean said suddenly, and Sam internally jumped. It irked him to no end how Dean didn't make noise as he walked. Sam smirked.

"What took you so long?" He snapped, and Dean held his hands up in an appeasing manner.

"Hey, Hey; Just had to lay down my skills for all of the ladies." He said and Sam nearly chocked on his coffee.

"I take it she ran- or threatened you with Mace." Sam stated matter-of-factly and Dean chuckled.

"Nope, she was already taken." He said and Sam smiled as he turned his attention back to his computer while sipping his now lukewarm coffee. There was a few minutes of silence before Sam's brow furrowed. Dean noticed the look, but before he could say anything, Sam moved the computer in front of him.

"Look at this." Sam said, motioning to the email in front of Dean. Dean sighed and looked down over the letter.

the first part couldn't be seen, but what his attention was grabbed by the 'ps'. It read:

Hey Sam…remember when you told Jess that if anything weird ever happened to let you know? Well, do you remember that cabin that I bought last year up at Echo Lake? Well, weird things have been happening. Scary things, and I cant scary here. The voices and the noises- they're going to drive me insane. I'm selling the cabin-unless you know something that could help…call me Sam, we miss you.

Laurie

Dean looked up at Sam, who already had his cell phone out.

"What, you think it's a poltergeist?" Sam shrugged.

"I know it's something. Laurie's not the kind for exaggeration." Dean nodded as Sam stood up and walked away, talking to Laurie Ashford. Dean sighed. This wasn't helping them find their father, but…Dean looked over at Sam. He had pulled his brother back from his 'normal' life and had tried to keep him from falling into depression after Jessica…he'd let Sam help his friend, and maybe kill a few spirits while Sam continued to hope for a normal life. Sam returned a few minutes later.

"Well?" Dean asked.

"Laurie is giving us free reign of the place. She said she'd leave the key's there and that we had however long we needed."

"Did she give you any hints as to what we're going up against?" Sam shook his head.

"No, she said that she didn't need to tell me anything for fear that she might sound crazy, but she did say that she'd be surprised if we lasted longer than two days." Dean snorted.

"Whatever, how far is it?" He asked and Sam showed him the map.

"Echo Lake is here, so that means that the cabin should be right…" He pointed to a spot on the map. "Here." Dean nodded.

"Then grab your coffee and let's go…unless of course you need a refill…" He glanced at the girl behind the counter and once again Sam found himself rolling his eyes as he grabbed Dean's arm and pulled him to the car, despite Dean's protests.

The car took off squealing towards their next destination- Echo Lake.