Disclaimer: I do not own Sam or Dean but I do own Taya and her uncle and her cousin and uh oh yeah her 4 little...eep I've said to much!

A/N passes around cookies and shiny red objects Thank you all SOOOOOOOOOO much for your reviews considering there all I get for all my hard work XD that and the satisfaction of knowing my story is liked by you wonderful people of course. Now as you can see I've set up the plot...sort of... And to comment on reivews yeah Sam doesn't have much of the romance thing goin on which I understand since he lost his girlfriend and saw her get burned to a crisp and all but I think it's time to move past this well I'm moving past it anyway. And yes even though we all love Dean and he is just as good looking as his brother Sam in all honesty is why I started watching the show because he was on Gilmore Girls and as I've previously mentioned is one of my favorite shows. So yes Dean I love you but I love Sam more.

Well now that thats out of the way and my little moment is over...

Quote! (Cause everyone loves a good quote!)

This quote is brought to you by Grey's Anatomy... who I don't own.

George: "Docter Bailey?"

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(watery noise)

Bailey: "Tell her my contractions are 10 minutes apart and my water just broke all over your shoes."

(I'm thinking of making my quotes have something to do with the chapter but untill I can find ones for it I'll just put up random ones I think are funny)

Chapter 2: Well..this is new

The brothers had made it back to the hotel in only a few sort minutes, which in all honesty wasn't as terrible as some they had been forced to stay in. It was placed near a couple of resturants and a small shopping center only a little ways down the road, plus as an added bounus it didn't cost much...though that wasn't really a problem since Dean had broken out one of their spare credit cards.

Their room wasn't amazing but it held them and their duffle bag of sharp scary and deadly objects, it had two windows on the furthest wall from the peeling green door, two beds outfitted in light green quilts a night stand beside each of them holding a lamp. The floor was covered in a dirty carpet that could have been either white or grey at some point in time a door next to Deans nightstand lead to a bathroom.

"So find anything?" Dean asked while cleaning a gun from the corner of his bed.

He got a head shake from Sam.

"Well your very talkitive arn't you?"

A shrug this time, his fingers typing away.

Dean sighed and returned his attention back to the task at hand, when collage boy was looking for something he rarly said much... or moved much for that matter Sam had been in the same position for the last half an hour while his brother had shuffled and paced around.

About 5 minutes later he made a final click and looked up.

"So?"

"Not much the whole town has been very hush hush about the abductions, only names, photos, and dates have really gotten out."
"Anything we might find important?" Dean pressed him on, Sam clicked a few times.

"I don't think so, nothing important about where they went missing or who went missing the ages range from 4 all the way to 39, men and women. And not much big has happened on the land either, no murders, no huge fires..." Sam sounded exasperated that he couldn't find anything.

Dean waited for him to continue.

"But you were right on th cemetary."

"They have one?" Dean raised his eye brows in question.

Sam looked up. "Yeah it was started at least a 80 or 90 years ago."

"And that's our best lead?"

"It's our only lead." The younger brother pointed out.

"So...Any ideas?"

"Nope...how about you?"

Dean smirked evily in Sam's direction. "Well I guess we could ask your new little frie-"

"Shut up."

Sun Flower cemetary could be found up on main street and while Dean wondered who in the hell would name a cemetary Sun Flower they noticed it had had some changes over the last couple of years.

The whole this was pretty big holding close to 90 years worth of dead it was surrounded with a new wire fence and now had small pond near the middle the edge carefuly and expertly dotted with sun flowers. How original.

"So what are we looking for again exactly?" Dean asked getting out of the car and pulling his dark brown jacket just a little tighter around him, it was late November and the cold was becoming more apparent everyday.

"Anything out of the ordinary?" Sam answered happily not helping.

They walked through the long rows of grave stones, the newer ones all in nice neat rows up at the front.

"I'm not sure we'll find anything with the more resent people." Sam commented standing up again after he had crouched down looking at a few dates, non of the people where all that young, none looked to be untimly deaths either and Sam even had to smile just a little bit when he found a very small rock grave with the words 'Sqeakers' scratched into it. He dusted the light dust off his dark blue jeens while zipping up his black jacket and looked at his surroundings, they had been going at this for almost an hour and his clock was inching closer and closer to 6.

"So lets find the old ones."

They were in the very far back of course, covered in vines and half forgotten about but they were still there, words and numbers faded untill you could only just make them out. But they were still just graves.

"Well this was a waste of an afternoon." Dean yawned, they hadn't slept all night.

Sam was up from another crouching position again and nodded, their tracker hadn't even found anything. He stepped over a rock his foot moving away some vines as he did so.

A lot of vines.

They had been wrapped around a tree and with the footstep had all fallen away old and brittle and dead they weren't all that strong. Being able to see behind them now the boys noticed something diffrent about the ground, though it was still overgrown with weeds but there was a thin trail of clear dirt leading farther back into the tangle of trees. It was a trail.

"So...who wants to go down the creepy trail into the dark woods first?"

Taya had watched the two go into the woods, now it wasn't like she was following them or anything she had been at the graveyard with a friend when she saw them over in the distance. So when she followed them she wasn't really following them she was just going to say hi to some new friends. Well thats what she was telling herself anyway.

So after making up a quick excuse to the girl she had been with she threaded her way through the rows of flowers and tomb stones untill she was standing where they had been. Her eyes skimmed over the dusty prints of where their feet had trampled some poor dandylions.

"I suppose this is the part where everyone in their seats start screaming 'don't do it!'..." She breathed before she headed into the woods after them.

"How far back does this stupid thing go anyway?" Dean complained loudly but his hand was resting on his gun the whole time.

"I can't even tell if we're following one anymore."

crack

"Tell me that was your foot Sam."

"Ok that was my foot."

Their eyes swept over everything that was around them but it had grown dark by now and with only the little glow of Dean's flash light it wasn't exactly easy to see around them.

Another snapping noise from their left made both heads snap in the direction, it was the sound of a breaking twig and a rustle of leaves. What ever the thing was it wasn't trying all too hard on being quiet.

And then suddenly something stepped out of the darkness.

"Sam look out!" Dean stepped in front of his brother and let off his gun, it rang out in the almost silence.

"Shit!"

Both of them stopped. It was a girls voice, a high pitched one that didn't sound much like any demon they'd ever heard.

"Hello?" Sam called out whatever they had shot at had dove behind a tree which now sported a large dent.

"What they hell was that for!" She snapped stepping out into the beam of the flashlight.

"Taya?"

"No it's the tooth fairy!" She huffed pushing her hair out of her eyes which, now that it was down, hung all the way to waist. She wore a red long sleeved hoodie and dark blue jeans. Most importantly, she did not look happy.

"You're outta luck then no missing teeth here..." Dean was trying to make light of the conversation and failing misserably at it.

Sam scratched his head and looked down at his shoes. "Sorry about that...we didn't know it was you."

She shook her head the shock of being shot at obviously gone. "What are you two doing out here?"

"Uh..Well you see we were looking for a grave with-"

She cut the older brother off. "Cut the crap."

He blinked up at her, and he was the one good at the lies. "What?"

"You don't going looking for a grave in the middle of the woods with a gun." She said rolling her eyes making Sam grin at his brothers folly.

"Dean glanced over to Sam. He shrugged.

"Uh... This could take awhile."

"I have plenty of time."

She took them back to her house which was only about 8 or so blocks away. It wasn't big, two bedrooms and the normal living space, it was tidy and comfy looking with a different color wall for almost every room.

"So you live alone?" San ventured as they shut the front door behind themselves.

"No my mom lives here untill I leave for collage next year."

"Oh yeah? What collage?" Sam was now geniuly interested.

She looked down a little embarassed. "Uh...I'm heading to Yale."

"Wow."

"Uh yeah...well come on my room is this way." She headed out in front of them leading the way down a short hall Dean smiled another evil smile to Sam and raised his eye brows in a silent suggestion. He was enjoying this new whole 'new-girl-may-like-Sam' thing waaay to much

Sam punched him in a not-so-friendly way.

"Ow!"

She turned around. "What?"

Sam shook his head and pushed his brother onward.

He was going to kill him one of these days.

The room was a lot like the rest of the house nice and clean, save for the three book shelves filled to the top. Next to these was a twin bed with a dark red comforter on the farthest left wall stood what was probably a closet door and a dark wooden dresser with a couple framed photos mostly of her and a friend or friends in gerneral. There were two with a big black dog and one with a picture a dark haired boy with blue eyes, this one couldn't have been more than a year old by the look of her hair and the summery background.

Dean motioned to it with a turn of his head. "Your boyfriend?"

She shook her head following his gaze. "Brother." But it came out in a soft don't-push-it tone.

Sam reconized that kind of tone it was one her used when he was talking about his mother or Jessica, he looked at her. Her eyes hadn't left the picture.

Sam sat himself down on the edge of her bed and she snapped out of the daze she had found herself in.

"So why are you guys really here?"

They told her as much as they could without giving away 'the secret' mainly saying they were traveling around when they heard about this and decided to check it out. And she believed them.

For the most part.

"So what was the gun for then? Cause what hit that tree wasn't a bullet."

Both brothers were silent.

"Come on you can tell me, it's not like it's one of those 'I can tell you but then I'd have to kill you' things is it?"

She actually got a chuckle from Dean with that one. "No it's more of the you'll never believe it kind of thing."

She gave him a look.

"What? I'm serious."

She turned and gave the same look to Sam who shrugged something he found himself doing a lot that day.

"Oh come on!"

Pick spot on floor and stare. Sam silently told himself, Dean seemed to be trying to do the same.

"Well..." Sam spoke carefully still trying to think up something but settled for the truth instead, hey if she didn't believe them then oh well right? "What is we said we hunted ...things...?"

She giggled her cute little giggle again. And then noticed he was serious.

"Oh..."

"See." Dean said simply.

"I didn't say I didn't believe you yet." She defended herself.

"But you're looking at us like we're crazy." Sam also pointed out.

She rolled her eyes heavenward. "So..." She said at last, "are you saying something... supernatural...is taking everyone?" No sarcasim though she seemed to be bordering it.

"We're not sure yet."

She looked at them both for a moment. "Then I'm gonig to help."

This was going to be a long night...

A/N This has come out waaaaaaaaaay earlier than I planned but it was there. In my head. So I wrote. Well as usual I hoped you liked it and ANY helpful critizem is welcome or praises for that matter I love those lol.

Quicky quote note! (cause I thought up one that went with this chapter)

"So who wants to go town the creepy tunnle in the tomb first?" This is from national treasure annd though I'm not positive if I got it all right I'm pretty sure it's close.

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