HOOK MAN

Evie's POV

We stopped at a Starbucks café to get out of the car for a while and since I made Dean stop for my morning coffee given I've been cooped up in the back of the Impala for days as we've been driving around looking for a case but it's been unusually slow so we'd thought of trying to track down John again and Sam was talking to people while Dean and I got a table and I sipped at my coffee.

"You know your coffee addiction is in close competition with your pancake one" Dean said without looking up from Sam's computer.

"Shut up" I mumbled hanging my head, I was exhausted and haven't had a decent nights rest in weeks so coffee was my main source of sustenance right now, he looked up but didn't comment as Sam finally walked back over to us.

"Your half-caf vanilla latte is getting cold here Frances" I managed a small laugh at Dean as Sam sat down.

"Next time get me a gender-appropriate badge or get her to do it" Sam said throwing the stolen badge down in front of Dean.

"Hey leave me out of it!" I snapped as Dean chuckled.

"It's more fun to go after the ladies" I rolled my eyes and kicked Dean's leg under the table. "Ow" he glared over at me.

"Yeah more fun for you" Sam snapped leaning back in his chair across from me.

"So anything?" Dean asked looking back down at the computer.

"I had them check the FBI's missing person data bank, no John Doe's fitting Dad's description, I even ran his plates for traffic violations"

"Sam I'm telling you, I just don't think Dad wants to be found" Dean replied looking up at him.

"But why?" Sam asked and I sighed. "I mean what is he doing, what if he's in trouble, what if he needs our help?" we'd all asked ourselves these questions a million times but I'd already come to the conclusion that we weren't getting them answered any time soon, John was MIA and didn't care how much he was hurting his sons.

"When we find a real lead on Dad, we'll chase it down okay?" Dean replied still looking up at Sam. "In the meantime-"

"Yeah I know, people to save, evil to hunt" Sam said cutting Dean off having heard it a hundred times by now but he was adamant of finding John.

"For instance, check this out" Dean turned the laptop to face Sam and removed his journal which he'd been writing in from the keyboard. "It's a news item out of Plains Courier, Ankeny, Iowa, it's only about 100 miles from here"

"'The mutilated body was found near the victim's car parked on Nine-Mile road', interesting but for us?" Sam read then looked up at Dean.

"Keep reading" Dean replied taking a sip from his coke.

"'Authorities are unable to provide a realistic description of the killer, the sole eyewitness whose name has been withheld is described as distraught by police, she is quoted as saying the attacker was invisible'" Sam continued to read.

"Could be interesting?" I spoke up for the first time since I was dying for a case.

"Or nothing" Sam argued. "One freaked out witness who didn't see anything doesn't mean it's the invisible man"

"But what if it is?" Dean asked him with a smile on his face, he wanted to check this out. "Dad would check it out" I looked up at Dean since anytime he wanted Sam to follow up on a case he'd say that and Sam always agreed and of course Sam did so we hit the road again.

We pulled up in the town of Ankeny, Iowa and Dean went straight to the victims place where we saw a few kids were tampering with an old car and the boys got out so I went to follow but Dean closed the door in my face.

"Not this time Shortstack, wait in the car keep low"

"What?" I frowned glaring at him, he never asked me to stay back.

"Gotta pretend were fraternity brothers and can't do that with you with us, I'll make it up to you" I pouted sitting back in the seat crossing my arms in a huff as they walked away and I could only watch as they talked to the boys tampering around under the hood then I heard my phone ring so I picked it up recognizing Dean's number.

"What!?" I snapped glaring at him through the front windscreen.

"Ouch babe, look were in but we gotta stay here for my plan to work so hang tight and we'll be out soon"

"Seriously" I groaned lying down in the back seat throwing my arm over my eyes. "This is one of your worst plans" I mumbled.

"It's not one of my better ones but it's by far from my worst, we'll talk soon" he hung up and I sighed rubbing my temples feeling the headache that I've had for days coming back, ever since my knock on the head from the shapeshifter.

I'd been hiding it from Dean and Sam but it wasn't really going away and I knew Dean would just worry and demand I get checked out but we didn't have the money for that since we didn't exactly have insurance.

I popped some Ibuprofen into my mouth and took a sip of water before resting back and slowly felt myself drifting off finally catching some sleep but then the sound of hands hitting the roof made me jump screaming and heard the familiar laugh.

"Your such an asshole" I spat as Dean climbed into the car with Sam not far behind.

"Whoa easy princess, no need to be hostile" I rolled my eyes but sat up and looked at them waiting for them to fill me in.

"So?" I asked.

"Were going to church" was Dean's reply and I frowned waiting for a clarification but it never came so I sighed and rested my head back closing my eyes the entire drive to the church before Dean parked and we got out going inside with me heading in quietly by myself since this hunt required for us to be discreet with our covers.

I took a seat near the back and listened to the reverend talk before everyone suddenly looked up when the door suddenly slammed shut and I turned seeing Sam and Dean had just come in and let the door slam making me roll my eyes as they sat in the back row trying not to make any bigger fool of themselves, I caught Dean's eye and he smirked but I shook my head and turned back to the front.

"…as a community and as a family" the reverend kept going despite the boy's interruptance. "The loss of a young person is particularly tragic, a life unlived is the saddest of passing's, so please let us pray, for peace…for guidance and for the power to protect our children" everyone bowed their heads, myself included.

I was never one to pray or attend church since growing up my Dad and I just never took any guidance from god since with all the things we knew about and faced just about every day of our lives I couldn't find it within myself to believe that there was such thing to believe in.

After the mass we loitered outside watching the girl we suspected to be Lori talking with a darker-skinned girl and waited until her friend left before I watched the boys approached with Sam taking the lead being the more compassionate one out of the three of us and I hovered nearby listening.

"Are you Lori?"

"Yeah" she replied turning and smiled at the boys.

"My name is Sam, this is my brother Dean" Sam replied pointing to Dean as he said his name. "We just transferred here to the university"

"I saw you inside" she nodded back at the church and I wanted to scoff since they made enough of an entrance and I'd noticed her glancing back at us inside.

"We don't want to bother you, we just heard about what happened"

"We wanted to say how sorry we are" Dean cut in.

"I kind of know what you're going through, I saw someone get hurt once it's something you don't forget" Sam added and I frowned just as the priest walked up and Lori turned to him.

"Dad um…this is Sam and Dean, they're new students"

"It's a pleasure to meet you sir, I must say that was an inspiring sermon" Dean spoke up holding his hand out and shook hands with the priest making me roll my eyes because Dean was never one for anything religious any more than I was.

"Thank you very much, it's so nice to find young people who are open to the Lord's message" I bit back the laugh at Dean's dumfounded expression.

"Listen we're new in town actually and were looking for a church group-" Dean said distracting the priest away from his daughter and I watched them walk away but stayed put listening to Sam ask Lori what happened to her boyfriend.

"Well they don't have a lot to go on, I think they blame me for that" she replied and they too started to walk the other direction and I couldn't very well follow them without seeming like a stalker so I headed back to the car angrily since I felt so left out on this hunt.

I leaned against the side crossing my arms angrily waiting for them to finish their questioning and when they finally walked up I ignored their questioning eyes and climbed in the back as they got in the front and Dean drove to the library since that was out next stop to start the lengthy research and Sam filled Dean in on what Lori had said to him.

"So you believe her?" Dean asked as we walked down the aisle of books.

"I do"

"Yeah I think she's hot too" Dean replied looking at Sam then his eyes went to me but I chose not to reply and stuffed my hands into my jacket pocket as I kept walking.

"No man, there's something in her eyes and listen to this, she heard scratching on the roof" Sam argued as I suddenly stopped seeing the right section we needed and turned going down it as the boys followed. "Found the bloody body suspended upside down over the car"

"Bloody body suspended, sounds like-"

"Yeah I know, The Hook Man Legend" Sam said cutting Dean off.

"That's one of the most famous urban legends ever, you don't actually think we're dealing with The Hook Man, do you?" Dean asked Sam but his eyes again turned to me.

"Every urban legend has a source, a place where it all began" Sam replied when I didn't say anything and I saw them both give me questioning glances since usually I was right there with Sammy spitting out facts.

"Yeah but what about the phantom scratches, tire punctures and the invisible killer?" Dean asked.

"Well maybe The Hook Man isn't a man at all, what if it's some kind of spirit?" Sam asked then again looked down for my opinion but I shrugged then moved over to the desk and asked the lady for all the arrest records for the last 200 years than we took a seat while she went out the back to get them.

"So what's up with you Shortstack?" Dean asked when we took a seat and I frowned looking down at the table as I shrugged my shoulders drawing patterns in the wooden table. "You okay?" he whispered leaning into me and placed his hand on my knee underneath the table.

"I'm fine" I replied offering a complete fake smile and he saw through it but the desk clerk came back with two boxes putting them down on the table.

"Here you go, arrest records going back to 1851" I nodded a thanks up at her as Dean blew dust of the top of the box right into my face making me glare at him.

"Thanks" Dean muttered as she walked away then turned to me when I tried to rub some dust out of my eye so he reached up and got it for me. "Better?"

"No thanks to you" I grumbled brushing some more dust off the top of one of the boxes.

"So this is how you spent four years of your life, huh?" Dean asked ignoring my comment and looked over at Sam.

"Welcome to higher education" Sam replied making me smile as we flipped the lids open and got started looking through every case file but had so far been at it for a few hours now and the only thing I found was a big pile of nothing. "Hey check this out" Sam suddenly spoke out from the nearby shelf so Dean and I stood up going over to him. "1862, a preacher named Jacob Carnes was arrested for murder, looks like he was so angry over the red-light district in town that one night he killed 13 prostitutes" I frowned looking down at the case file in his hands. "'Some of the deceased were found in their beds sheets soaked with blood, others suspended from the limbs of trees as a warning of the flesh'" I grabbed a picture and frowned reading it.

"Get this, the murder weapon?" I turned it around and showed them. "Looks like the preacher lost his hand in an accident, had it replaced with a silver hook"

"Look where all this happened" Sam pointed out towards a part of the case file.

"Nine-Mile Road" Dean replied reading it.

"Same place where the frat boy was killed" Sam added and Dean smiled.

"Nice job Dr Venkman, let's check it out" I sighed watching Sam close the case file and we followed Dean out getting into the Impala and he drove out to Nine-Mile road.

Dean slowed the car to a crawl as Sam lit the area up with some light before Dean finally stopped and turning the car off and we all climbed out going to the boot and Dean opened it up along with the weapons compartment and handed Sam a shotgun.

"If it is a spirit, buckshot won't do much good" Sam said checking to see if it was loaded.

"Yeah, rock salt" I gloated holding up shells and he took two.

"Salt being a spirit deterrent" he smiled loading his gun while Dean grabbed some rope.

"Yeah, it won't kill him but it'll slow him down" Dean replied as he closed the hood.

"That's pretty good" Sam praised and I smiled following after them. "You and Dad think of this?" my smile dropped as I glared at him since actually I'd thought of it.

"I told you, you don't have to be a college graduate to be a genius and actually Evie had been the one to think of it first" Dean replied turning to me with a smile so I smiled back and squeezed his arm appreciating the credit but we suddenly heard twigs snapping ahead so we paused and Sam raised the gun. "Over there, over there" Dean said pointing ahead of us but being so dark we could barely see.

"Put the gun down now!" a cop yelled coming out of the bushes. "Now!" we jumped startled. "Put your hands in behind you heads"

"Okay, okay!" Dean yelled as we all dropped the stuff in our hands and held up our hands.

"Get down on your knees, come on do it, on your knees" I sighed dropping to our knees putting our hands on top of our heads, great plan guys. "Now get down on your bellies, come on do it!" I groaned dropping completely to the ground.

"He had the gun" Dean groaned so I kicked his leg before we were put in cuffs and taken down to the station and frigging had to spend the night in bloody jail but by morning we were let out and I was beyond pissed. "Saved your ass, talked to the Sheriff down to a fine" Dean said as we walked out and I yawned having not slept at all last night. "Dude, I'm Matlock" I rolled my eyes.

"But how?" Sam asked him.

"Told him you were a dumbass pledge and we were hazing you"

"What about the shotgun?"

"I said that you were hunting ghosts and that spirits were repelled by rock salt, you know Typical Hell Week prank"

"And he believed you?" Sam asked sounding shocked and I had to admit that it was surprising from Dean since he usually bullshitted his way out of stuff instead of actually telling the truth for once.

"Well you look like a dumb-ass pledge" Dean replied and I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah okay, that explains Sam but how the hell did you get me out?" I asked falling into step with him.

"I just said you were a pretty girl I was seeing and invited you along to watch and he didn't think twice about letting you go Shortstack"

"Great" I mumbled since that meant they thought I was some slut hooking up with frat boys, we reached the Impala which was parked up the street luckily towed back but before we had a chance to even get in the entire police crew was running out and getting into their cars taking off so I turned back raising an eyebrow at the boys given that was strange so we quickly got in and followed them to a sorority house but instead of stopping we just drove by but I frowned seeing Lori right in the middle of it again.

Dean parked further down the road and we got out but I already knew this was a terrible idea since we already got caught at one crime scene and really didn't feel like getting caught again and spending another night in jail.

I sighed when the boys went in so I rolled my eyes and followed since it was better than leaving them to their own devices, we snuck around the garage then slowly tip-toed down the driveway seeing police and college kids still hanging out the front.

"Why would The Hook Man come here, this is a long way away from Nine-Mile road?" Sam whispered so I looked back.

"Maybe he's not haunting the scene of his crime, maybe it's about something else" I replied just as two more girls came out of the building so we hugged the wall out of sight.

"Dude sorority girls, think we'll see a naked pillow fight?" I rolled my eyes at Dean.

"Sure Dean there's one right behind you" I replied and smacked him upside the head. "There now let's go before we get bloody caught again" he turned rubbing the back of his head glaring at me as I shook my head at him before we helped Sam up to the second level.

"Alright up you go Shortstack" I sighed jumping up just managing to grab ahold of the ledge but my hands we're slipping until Dean grabbed a hold of my ass and squeezed pushing me up a little.

"Ow Dean, push not squeeze you asshole" I whisper shouted down at him seeing his smirk before he gave a shove and I was able to pull myself up and he quickly followed me up and we followed Sam through a window and they argued about being quiet. "Both of you's shut up" I snapped quietly then we tip-toed towards a door but stopped when there was a cop next to the crime scene but he went back downstairs leaving us to push the door open and get a look for ourselves.

We walked in and I frowned at the blood soaked bed in front of us then my eyes drifted up towards the wall where 'Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the light' was carved into the wall with blood and some sort of symbol on the bottom.

"'Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the light' that's right out of the legend" Sam read and I nodded.

"Yeah that's classic Hook Man alright"

"And it's definitely a spirit" Dean added tapping his nose.

"Yeah, I've never smelt ozone this strong before" Sam replied as I walked over to the window and peaked out of the blinds seeing a cop coming back towards the house making me nervous. "Hey come here" I turned back to Sam and saw him point back at the message. "Does that look familiar to you?" he was pointing at the symbol and I took another glance at it.

"Yeah and I think I know where but we gotta get out of here there's a cop coming back" they nodded and we quickly slipped back out the way we came with Dean jumping down first.

"Jump" I rolled my eyes sitting down on the ledge before I jumped and he caught me grabbing my waist before we moved out of the way and Sam jumped down, we snuck back to the car and as soon as we did Sam reached into the passenger side and grabbed the case file pulling out the picture of Jacob Carnes hook.

"It's the same symbol" he pointed out at the medallion that hung from the hook in the picture and it was the same symbol carved on the wall. "Seems like it is the spirit of Jacob Carnes"

"Alright well let's find the dudes grave, salt and burn the bones and put him down" Dean replied and I sighed since I hated digging up graves, it was the worst part of the job.

"'After execution, Jacob Carnes was laid to rest in Old North Cemetery, in an un-marked grave" I groaned since that just made it even harder for us.

"Super" I muttered at the same time Dean did and I pushed off the front of the Impala heading towards the back.

"Okay so we know it's Jacob Carnes but we still don't know where he'll manifest next or why" I watched curiously as Dean grabbed some piece of paper off the front windscreen.

"I'll take a wild guess about why, I think your friend Lori has something to do with this" I frowned but followed his lead getting into the back silently and he drove over to some college party that was going on and I sighed looking down since I was not dressed for a party but I wasn't staying back so I walked in with Dean rolling my eyes every time he glanced at a girl as we walked through the party.

"I hate parties" I muttered as we caught up to Sam.

"Man you've been holding out on me, this college thing is awesome" I rolled my eyes at Dean.

"This wasn't really my experience" Sam muttered and I smiled since I'd thought as much since Sam didn't come off as a party boy like Dean was.

"Oh let me guess, library, studying, straight A's" Sam nodded at Dean and I smiled looking around and saw a couple boys were staring at me so I smiled back but didn't engage them since I didn't care to be a cougar. "What a geek, all right did you do your homework?"

"Yeah it was bugging me right how The Hook Man tied up with Lori?" Sam replied looking down at some paper in his hands. "So I think I came up with something" he un-rolled it and showed it to us, it was an old newspaper clipping.

"'1932, Clergyman arrested for murder'" Dean read then turned to another page. "'1967, Seminarian held in hippie rampage'" Sam cut him off pointing down at the page.

"There's a pattern here, in both cases the suspect was a man of religion who openly preached against immorality and then found himself wanted for killings he claimed were the work of an invisible force, killings carried out, get this with a sharp instrument"

"What's the connection to Lori?" Dean asked then nudged my shoulder making me look back towards them and he glared at me.

"A man of religion who openly preachers against immorality?" Sam replied and I frowned. "Except maybe this time instead of saving the whole town he's just trying to save his only daughter"

"Reverend Sorenson" I replied nodding. "You think he's summoning the spirit?"

"Maybe" Sam deadpanned. "Or you know how a poltergeist can haunt a person instead of a place?"

"Yeah the spirit latches on to the reverends repressed emotions, feeds off them, yeah okay" Dean nodded seeing where Sam and I were going with it.

"Without the reverend ever even knowing it" Sam nodded.

"Either way, you should keep an eye on Lori tonight" Dean replied looking at Sam.

"What about you's?"

"Shortstack and I are gonna go see if we can find that unmarked grave" I looked up surprised but Dean grabbed my hand before I could argue and dragged me out towards the Impala.

I sighed loudly climbing into the passenger seat and road in silence to Old North Cemetery, I wanted to talk to him but I couldn't figure out anything to say so I stayed silent right up until he parked and we got out each grabbing a flashlight and all the stuff we needed for burning the body and started looking at all the different tombstones.

"So you gonna tell me what's going on this time?"

"Nothing's going on Dean, I just want to get this salt and burn over and done with" I replied just as we heard twigs snapping so Dean and I looked up signally we both had heard it but we continued walking before Dean suddenly stopped moving the light over to a gravestone.

"Here we go" he walked down to it and I frowned seeing the same symbol from the wall and Jacob's hook.

"Yay now we get to dig" I muttered to myself and we got to work digging, I took my jacket off half way through and so did Dean since we were shoulder deep in dirt.

"That's it, next time I get to watch the cute girls house" I looked up glaring at him, I was used to his comments but lately they've been getting on my nerves so I used my anger for good and used a bit of extra strength to break through the wooden coffin. "Whoa Eve" I ignored him and looked down into the coffin seeing the preacher.

"Hello preacher" I turned back to Dean. "We gonna do this or not?" I jumped up out of the hold and grabbed the salt as Dean grabbed the lighter fluid and together started dousing the body in it.

"You got the matches?" I felt up and down myself then grabbed them out of my back pocket and stuck one.

"Goodbye preacher" I threw it in and watched the body erupt in flames and we just stood watching the body burn.

"Alright let's get out of here" I nodded and we walked back to the car but just as I was about to get in my phone started ringing, I looked down and saw it was Sam so I quickly flipped it open pressing it to my ear.

"Hello, Sam?"

"There's been another attack"

"Who, where?" I asked frantically motioning for Dean to get in.

"The reverend at his house, we're at the hospital now"

"Alright we'll meet you there" I hung up then looked up at Dean. "We gotta get to the hospital, Lori's Dad was attacked" he didn't think twice and threw the Impala into drive, we parked and went into the hospital but were quickly stopped by two cops but we saw Sam talking to the same cop that arrested us the other day.

"Hold on there"

"It's alright we're with him" Dean replied pointing at Sam. "That's my brother, that's…hey brother" I rolled my eyes as Dean held his hand up with a huge smile on his face.

"Let 'em though"

"Thanks" we said as the cops let us past and Sam met us in the middle. "You okay?"

"Yeah"

"What the hell happened?" I asked since this doesn't make any sense.

"Hook Man"

"You saw him?" Dean asked as we walked down the hall away from prying ears.

"Damn right, why didn't you guys torch his bones?"

"What are you talking about we did?" I replied looking at him.

"You sure it's the spirit of Jacob Carnes?" Dean added.

"Sure as hell looked like him and that's not all, I don't think the spirit is latching onto the reverend" Sam replied looking back towards the room and I nodded since that much made sense.

"Well yeah, the guy wouldn't send The Hook Man after himself" I replied chancing a glance back as well.

"I think it's latching on to Lori" Sam replied and I turned back surprised since she'd seemed like the victim. "Last night she found out that her father is having an affair with a married woman"

"So what?" Dean asked and I rolled my eyes.

"So she's upset about it" Sam argued. "She's upset about the immorality of it, she told me she was raised to believe if you do something wrong, you get punished"

"Okay so she's conflicted and the spirit of preacher Carnes is latching onto her repressed emotions and maybe he's doing the punishing for her, huh?" Dean asked sounding proud of himself and I smiled shaking my head.

"Yeah, Rich comes on too strong, Taylor tries to make her into a party girl, Dad has an affair" Sam nodded filling in the blanks.

"Remind me never to piss this girl off" Dean muttered.

"You always piss girls off" I replied and watching him turn to me but I turned back to Sam. "We burned those bones, I buried them in salt, why didn't that stop him?"

"You's must have missed something?" Dean and I both shook our head.

"No we burned everything in that coffin" Dean argued turning to look out the window.

"Did you get the hook?" Sam asked and I turned back frowning as I thought about it and couldn't remember seeing the hook at all.

"The hook?" Dean asked turning back too.

"It was the murder weapon and in a way it was part of him" Sam theorized and I nodded.

"So like the bones, the hook is his source of power" I nodded.

"So if we find the hook…"

"We stop The Hook Man" we all said at the same time then smiled before we left the hospital and went back to the library to do more research into Jacob's file so we could figure out where the hell this hook is.

I sighed moving one of the files aside to read another as I was chewing on the end of my pen, we'd been at it for a few hours now and so far nothing mentioned where the hook had ended up and I was feeling my eyes droop from lack sleep.

"Here's something, I think" I looked up at Dean moving my seat closer to see what he'd found. "Logbook, Iowa state penitentiary 'Carnes, Jacob. Personal affects disposition thereof'"

"Does it mention the hook?" Sam asked him.

"Yeah maybe 'Upon execution all earthly items shall be remanded to the Prisoner's House of Worship, St Barnabus Church'"

"Isn't that where Lori's father preachers?" I asked looking up at them.

"Yeah" Dean replied nodding.

"Where Lori lives?" Sam added.

"Maybe that's why The Hook Man's been haunting reverends and reverend's daughters for the past 200 years" Dean replied and I nodded.

"Yeah but if the hook were at the church or Lori's house, don't you think someone might have seen it?" Sam argued. "I mean a blood stained, silver-handed hook?" I sighed taking the pen out of my mouth and capped it.

"Check the church records" I sighed getting up and looked for them then returned with yet another box and we started the search but I finally found it. "I got it, 'St Barnabus donations 1862, received: silver handed hook from state penitentiary-'" I cutting myself off and sighed then looked up at the boys. "Reforged"

"They melted it down, made it into something else?" Sam asked and I nodded so we wrapped it up at the library then drove to the church.

"Alright we can't take any chances, anything silver goes in fire"

"I agree" Sam replied and I nodded my own approval. "So Lori's still at the hospital, we'll have to break in" I scoffed since I thought that was a given.

"Alright take your pick?" Dean said looking at Sam.

"I'll take the house" Sam replied.

"Okay" Dean nodded and Sam started to walk towards the house. "Hey" he called back and Sam stopped turning to us. "Stay out of her underwear drawer" I rolled my eyes as Dean walked away.

"More importantly, be careful Sammy" he smiled and nodded his head before we both turned, I followed Dean's trail and saw him attempting to lock-pick the door into the church so I rolled my eyes walking up and took them off him.

"Hey I was getting there"

"Yeah I know" I replied taking like two seconds to unlock it and opened the door. "But we both know I'm better" he rolled his eyes but had a smile on his face as we walked in and quickly got to work gathering anything silver we could find then went to the basement and lit the furnace and started throwing them inside.

"I got everything that even looked silver" Sam suddenly spoke up coming down the stairs.

"Better safe than sorry" we replied as he dropped the bag to the floor and we started throwing them in too but looked up when the floor creaked above.

"Move, move" Dean said grabbing his sawn-off shotgun and we headed upstairs quietly with Dean leading but what we saw made me reach out and force Dean to lower the gun, it was Lori sitting in one of the pews so I nodded my head for Sam to go and talk to her while Dean and I finished up burning the silver in silence.

But for once in all the years I've been with Dean I could feel it was awkward and I know that it was my fault but ever since the shapeshifter I just felt that there was something wrong between us and I knew it was on my end.

"Dean…" I spoke up but then stopped and sighed as he looked up.

"What?" I shook my head signaling nothing and threw a silver candlestick into the furnace. "What's going on Evie, you haven't been yourself lately"

"I know and I've been trying but it's like I can't get my mind to focus on hunting and I don't know why" I ran my fingers through my hair. "Somethings wrong with me, with us" I added and just as he opened his mouth to reply we heard crashing and bangs from upstairs so we ran up and followed them seeing the Hook Man attacking Sam and Lori.

"Sam drop!" Dean yelled raising the shotgun and Sam didn't think twice and dropped to the ground so Dean fired and the ghost disappeared.

"I thought we got all the silver" Sam protested as he stood back up.

"So did I"

"Then why is he still here?" Sam asked.

"Well maybe we missed something!" Dean exclaimed as we looked around the room.

"Lori, where did you get that chain?" Sam suddenly asked and we turned to see Lori was wearing a silver chain with a cross hanging off it.

"My father gave it to me" she replied.

"Where'd your Dad get it?" Dean asked her but I was already coming to the conclusion that it was what we're looking for.

"He said it was a church heirloom, he gave it to me when I started school" she replied frantic as we were all yelling at her.

"Is it silver?" Sam asked her.

"Yes!" Sam grabbed it breaking it off her neck but before we could even think about burning it we all heard a deep scratching noise and turned seeing a scratch appearing on the wall coming straight towards us and more just like it.

"Sam!" Dean called and as if reading each other's minds they swapped, Dean threw Sam the shotgun along with spare shells while Sam threw Dean the necklace and he turned running back down to the basement while Sam and I stayed with Lori, I backed up behind Sam as he fired off a shot near the scratch but it hit against the roof not hitting anything and when he went to reload, I noticed he'd been hurt.

"Sam your hurt, give me the gun!" I shook my head then grabbed the gun off him and quickly popped two more shells in then turned and pointed it but The Hook Man appeared and knocked the gun out of my hand, I fell back right into Sam and we backed up away from him as it raised the hook in the air ready to strike but suddenly the hook started to melt and the ghost burst into flames disappearing, Dean ran back up and smiled at Sam and I when he noticed the ghost was gone.

Come morning it was the same old deal, ambulance and police showed up and sadly the Sheriff had pulled Dean aside and I stood with him this time since it wasn't like they didn't know I was with the boys.

"And you saw him too?" he asked glancing back and forth between Dean and me. "The man with the hook?"

"Yes" Dean replied throwing out his hands. "I told you, we all saw him"

"He's right, we fought him off and he ran" I added when the Sheriff turned to me.

"And that's all?"

"Yeah that's all" Dean and I replied at the same time.

"Listen, you and your brother-"

"Oh don't worry were leaving town" Dean cut him off and touched my lower back leading me away to the Impala and we climbed in with me taking up the passenger seat since hopefully with Sam hurt he might get some sleep in the back. "Hey what you were saying back there…" I looked over at Dean with a frown creasing my eyebrows.

"Don't worry about it, it was nothing" he reached out taking my hand entwining our fingers.

"Yeah it is, I'm worried about you Eve" he admitted and my frown deepened. "But I'm not gonna push you to talk to me about it since you never push me but whatever this is, when you're ready to talk I'm here okay" I nodded my head just as Sam opened up the back and climbed in with a sour face as Dean and I turned to him. "We could stay" Dean suggested but Sam shook his head so Dean started the Impala and we left.