AN: I forgot to mention in the last chaper that this is about 10 years into the furtrue. So yeah..

It has only been a few days since Ace has entered Sam and Sarah's life. Things couldn't get any weirder or more comfortable. Their business was doing great and the marriage was smooth as ever.

Eddie and Harry watched over Ace for them and became surrogate uncles to the boy. There was one member of the house, however that still was not warm to Ace.

Sarah's golden, Charlie.

Ace baked up against the wall as the growing dog inched closer. Charlie was showing his teeth and drool is dripping from his mouth. Someone not familiar with the dog would think he was mad with rabies.

"Charlie! Bad dog!" Sarah run up behind the dog and dragged him away form the scared ten year-old. Ace slowly slumped down to the floor, exhaling loudly.

"I am so sorry sweetie. He's usually not like this." Sarah pulled the still growling dog away to the other room.

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On the other side of town Sam and Harry are investigating a house that was being allegedly haunted by the previous owner.

The current owner is a single mother in her mid 30's. Brown short hair. Her daughter was latched on to her side.

"Well small things happened at first but still unusual. The lights would go on and off and I heard scratches. I thought.that we had rats but rats don't drag you across the room. I saw your ad in the newspaper. Do you think you can help?"

Harry looked to Sam who nodded.

"We'll take a look around." Harry opened his silver briefcase and pulled out some electric equipment.

"Why don't you take your daughter out to the movies or something? We should be done by the time you get back." Sam smiled reassuringly.

"Okay we will. Thank you."

Sam walked them to the door and gently closed it behind them.

"Have you ever dealt with this kind of thing Sam?"

"Yeah. Last time it was a pissed off poltergeist. We uh, had to put bags of . .what was it again," Sam snaps his fingers, " well anyway just use the-"

"S-sam. I think I found our problem."

A woman in a red dress stood at top of the stairs. Her body is transparent. Her skin is blueish grey. Her red dress is torn in several places.

"I think you're right."

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"Sarah do I have to?" Ace whined as Sarah dragged him into the building.

"Ace you're ten years-old. You have to go to school." Ace continued to protest.

The two finally made it to the principal's office and began to register Ace into school.

"All right. Lets's see. You're name is Ace Winchester and this is your aunt correct?"

Ace frowned and ignored the man. Sarah elbowed him and answered for him.

"Yes that is correct Mr. William. I want to thank you for seeing us on such short notice."

"Ah its no trouble. We at Sierra Vista believe that children need the best education. We have no problem with enrolling your nephew."

"Thank you." Sarah smiled. Ace groaned. A woman in her 40s entered the room and handed Mr William a piece of paper only to leave quickly as she came.

"Ah here we are. Here is your class schedule. You start immediately." Ace's eyes winded.

"Really? We're done here? Great. Ace I'll pick you up at three okay sweetie?" Sarah stood up and reached over to shake Mr. William's hand.

"Have great day Mrs. Winchester, Ace."

Sarah lead her nephew out.

"Sarah please you can't make me go. This is unfair."

"Ace calm down. Every kid has to go to school. Didn't you go when you were with your parents?"

"No!" Ace turned away from her. Students who were in the hall stopped and watched Ace and his aunt.

"Well that was wrong. You have to go."

"Sarah-" Sarah kissed his cheeked and pushed him down the hall.

"I'll see you soon!"

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Sam and Harry were pinned against opposite sides of a wall. The woman in red began screaming like a banshee. The lights blew out and strong gusts of supernatural wind is blowing. Pictures, glass and other objects blew and against the boys.

"Boss do you have any ideas!"

"Yeah. Duck!" A large wooden chair slammed into the side of the wall were Harry was pinned. Harry was released and fell down hard.

"Sam what do I do!" Harry began to panic. The ghostly woman started to close in on him.

"Shoot her!" Times like these Sam really missed his big brother. Harry crawled on the floor feeling for the shotgun. Harry spotted the gun under the table at the far side of the room.

"I found it!"

"Good. Now get it and shoot her!"

Harry hurried over to the table. Just as he made it to the shotgun the table was lifted in the air and slammed back down.

"Harry you okay?"

"Yeah!"

Harry fumbled with the shotgun and pointed it wildly around the room. The woman in red appeared at the door. He shot at her and missed.

"Uh. I can't do this!"

"Yes you can now focus!"

Harry breathed deeply and aimed for her again. The front door opened as the current owner and her entered. Harry shot at her in surprise, he missed.

"What is going on here? You said you'd fix it!"

"Technical difficulties ma'am now move!" Harry pushed her out of way and finally shot the ghost in the head. Sam was released and fell to the ground.

"Harry!" Sam tossed him a bag and Harry ran up stairs. There was a sharp scream and white mist exploded everywhere. After a second everything was quiet and clear.

"What just happened?" The owner asked scared and confused.

"That? That was nothing." Sam sighed.

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Back at the school Ace was making some progress in his school work. He discovered that math was his best subject, he excelled at art and the ladies loved him. He had his first crush. Susie McQueen. Her bright copper red hair was put into two braids. She had bright smile and was very friendly to Ace.

His teacher wasn't so bad either. Ace was started to like this school business after all.

"Now I want you to pair up with someone and write a short story. You each have a picture in front of you correct? Now I want you to write about you see. You have ten minutes."

Ace sat next to Susie who smiled.

"Okay here's ours Ace." The picture they had showed a boy sitting down on a stoop. He had his hand under his chin. He appeared to be in deep thought.

"This is going to be hard." Susie whispered.

"Not really. His mother died." Susie blinked.

"What?"

"His mother died. That's why he is upset. Actually if my mother died I think I'd throw a party." Ace laughed.

Susie shrugged her shoulders and wrote down a several sentences.

"Why would you throw a party?"

"I hate my mother. I like my dad though. Just hate her."

"I love both my parents."

"Lucky."

After about ten minutes the project was over and students read aloud to class what they wrote. Ace volunteered his and Susie's story.

" This is Mark. Mark's mom died in a horrible fire. They are not exactly sure what caused it though. They found her body on the ceiling of his baby brothers room. Mark hasn't been the same since and stopped playing all the sports he used to play." Ace stepped back and let Susie finish the story.

"So one day Mark sat down on the steps outside of his house and began to think about things. His dad asked what he wanted to be when he grew up. He didn't know before but he does now. A firefighter." Susie and Mark bowed and took their seats.

The teacher and the other students sat in stunned silence.

"Th-that was uh, interesting. Who wants to go next?"

The rest of the class was uneventful. The school let out around three and Ace waited for his aunt to pick him up. Several students ran by to their respectable buses and various destinations.

"Hey."

Ace turned and smiled at the owner of the soft feminine voice. Susie and her friend Bethany stood behind him.

"Hey Sue." Ace is the only one who calls her Sue. She likes it.

"What bus do you ride?" Bethany asked uncaring..

"I don't. My aunt is picking me up." Susie noddded.

"Oh. Why aren't your parents?"

"I don't live with my parents."

"Why not?" Bethany asked now interested in the boy.

"Because." Ace was starting not to like Bethany.

"What? Did they ditch you or something?" Bethany pressed.

"Beth." Susie warned quietly.

Saved by the horn. Sarah pulled up in her black civic. Ace said his goodbyes and ran to the car.

"So how was your first day of school?" Ace wordlessly handed her a note from his teacher.

"What's this?"

"Read and find out."

Sarah carefully opened the paper and watched the road. She glanced back and fourth.

"What the? She wants a meeting with me and Sam?" Ace lowered himself in his seat.

At a stoplight Sarah tuned to her nephew.

"Did something happen in class?"

"She thinks I'm disturbed." Ace avoided eye contact and looked out the window.

"Why would she think that?"

"Because I know."

"Know what?"

"How she died."

" How who died?"

"Grandma. We had to write a story in class. I mentioned how she died. My teacher think's I'm sick. Are you going to send me away?"

"No. Of course not. Why would you think something like that?"

"Because whenever someone says the truth about the supernatural people assume they are insane."

"Ace we are not going to send you away. You're stuck with us. Got it?"

Ace smiled and nodded. Littlie by little he was starting to feel at home.