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Home Sweet House

Chapter 7 – The Party Begins

Sam woke to the sound of an alarm going off beside him. He looked over as he heard a corresponding groan from the other bed. Dean looked over at Sam "Hey sleepyhead…time to get ready for the party!"

"Don't remind me…how about you do the gladiator thing and I'll go as a ghost buster"

"Stop whining Sam…you know I don't do shorts…particularly that kind" Dean grinned as he headed for the shower. A few moments later he came out to find Sam busy on the computer. "Come on Geek Boy…you don't want to disappoint the girls now do you?" Sam gave Dean a nasty look as he headed for the shower.

Dean headed out to the Impala to bring in the things he thought they might need for tonight's festivities. Loading most of the stuff in the official "Ghost Buster" back pack, Dean set aside the weapons that Sam would be able to carry. Dean wisely hid his grin from view as he watched his big brother come out of the bathroom in full gladiator attire. "Here you go big guy…these should come in handy should be meet with any unfriendlies tonight."

Sam grabbed the machete and placed it in the sheath attached to his left hip. He added various other things including daggers and knives as well. He looked at Dean just daring him to make a comment. Sam attached the cape with a clasp at the neck, hoping it would keep him somewhat warm as both boys headed out to the car.

"So Sammy…any idea on what we may be dealing with here?" Dean asked as he cranked the heater on the car. While he found Sam's costume more than amusing, he didn't want to have to deal with Sam if he caught cold.

"I'm thinking it may be an angry spirit of some sort. My guess would be Marie, Nick kept referring to the figure as 'she'…but we can't rule out Drake either. Who knows at this point, it could even be the house itself…maybe it was cursed somehow…take your pick! I just hope we can get there in time to help Nick." Sam sighed as he looked out the window. He could never tell if his visions were something that had already happened or if it was going to happen…however, since the last vision mentioned the party…he hoped they would be in time."

"So Sammy…you never did tell me what the last vision was about" Dean continued as he pulled up to the long drive leading to the house.

"Pretty much the same…except…Nick mentioned something about the figure trying to use his abilities to control something…let's hope he is able to hold out until we can get there…I'm not sure I want to go up against what this thing wants to control tonight!"

Dean nodded in agreement as he parked the car. From the looks of the cars parked around the house, it looked like the party would be a big success. Dean smiled as Sam arranged the gladiator 'skirt' to make sure it covered everything. As they entered the house though Dean became all business. "Sam…let's mingle for a little, but as soon as possible, we need to start looking for a way to the basement…I'm betting that's where you will find our friend Nick."

Sam nodded as he blushed at the giggles and stares he was receiving from a group of women standing in the corner. "Great…just great!" Sam sighed, he paused as he felt something pass by him. He looked, but he couldn't see anything. He just got a feeling that they needed to hurry. Looking at Dean, Sam motioned that he leaving. Dean nodded and tried to finish up the conversation he was having with a lovely young woman.

Sam wasn't sure, but he felt like he was being led by an unknown force. He normally would have been fearful…but somehow he felt that whatever it was, it was trying to help. Not waiting for Dean, Sam continued to follow his feelings to a small stairway in the back of the house. He cautiously started down the steps, reaching for the small flashlight he had hidden in his waistband. The stairs ended in a dark room that had hallways going in many different directions. Sam figured that Nick had to be down one of these hallways.

"Ok Nick…give me a sign or something…which hallway leads to you?" Sam whispered, feeling a little silly, but wanting to break the oppressive silence. Sam once again felt something pass by him, giving him a sense of direction. "Ok, I'm going to assume that whatever or whoever you are, you're trying to help…lead the way!"

Meanwhile Dean had finally gotten away from the young woman he had been talking to and started in the direction he had seen Sam head in a few minutes before. He hoped his brother would wait, but knowing Sam, Dean decided to speed things up. He found the same set of stairs that Sam had gone down a few moments before. "Sammy…damn it…are you down there?" Dean called quietly. When he received no answer, he started down the stairs…I'm going to kill him, he thought as he moved quickly, hoping that whatever mess Sam was getting himself into, he would be able to get him out of it.

Sam came across a row of doors at the end of one of the hallways. It seemed like he had been walking for hours, but was sure it had only been a few minutes. The air was cold and damp as Sam shivered, wrapping the cape closer around his partially clad body…"Why did I let Dean talk me into this stupid outfit?" Sam thought for not the first time this night.

Suddenly, Sam heard a low moan coming from one of the rooms at the far end of the hallway. He advanced carefully, pulling the machete from it's sheath. Finding the door locked, Sam pulled out the lock picks he had hidden and began to work on the door. After a few minutes, Sam was able to get the door open and finally came face to face with Nick.

Nick was startled when he saw a tall young man enter the room…"I must be out of it…or I'm being visited by Russell Crowe…who are you?"

"Huh…oh, the costume…well it's a long story, but my name is Sam…are you Nick?" Sam quickly put the machete back into the sheath. He walked into the room and stood closer to the young man. He didn't like the pallor he saw or the glassy look to the young man's eyes. He definitely wasn't going to be able to walk out of here on his own.

Sam stopped when he saw Nick look over his shoulder and smile at something behind him. Looking around, Sam couldn't see anything, but he did feel that strange presence he had felt earlier. Nick began talking to the air "Thanks my friend…you brought help and just in time I think. Don't worry, once I get out of here…I'll see what I can do to get you and the others free from this place!"

Sam looked at Nick and realized that he must be talking to one of the spirits trapped in the house. He raised an eyebrow in Nick's direction and was rewarded with a slight chuckle from the young man. "I know Sam…I can sense that you have some kind of abilities as well…otherwise, my friend would not have been able to lead you here. Don't worry, most of the spirits trapped here are quite friendly…they are just looking for a way to escape and move on."

Before Sam could respond, he saw the look of horror that replaced the smile on Nick's face. Sam grabbed the machete and turned to face the figure of his visions. "Well, I see we have company Nick…how rude of you to not introduce me to your new friend!"

Sam raised the machete and charged at the woman but she was too fast for him. He felt a pain hit him as the spirit made contact with his arm. He felt the cold clammy hand grab him tighter as the pain in his body increased. He could feel the woman trying to gain control of him…he fought the invasion and the pain, letting out a scream as he was brought to his knees.

The woman stood back from Sam, kicking the machete out of the room with her foot. Sam looked at the face of what had once been a beautiful woman…as he tried to stand, he heard the woman laugh…"You're a little early for the party my friend…but that's ok. It will give us more time toget acquainted!"

Sam groaned as he felt the pain hit him once more. "Well at least we know what we are dealing with now." Sam thought as he collapsed on the floor once more. He watched as the ghula walked from the room and heard the lock click into place. He groaned as he tried to sit up.

"Gee, that went quite well…please tell me that you have a back up plan to get us out of here" Nick sighed as he placed a hand out to help Sam onto the edge of the cot with him.

"Sure…we have Dean!"

TBC

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Raven524: So now we have our villainess…ghula is the female version of a ghoul, so don't worry, spell check didn't miss anything. Also, things are going to get pretty creepy and a little violent after this chapter…just a warning for the faint of heart (or those who like a lighter story). Don't forget to R&R!