Evie's POV
The boys and I were currently in Los Angeles, California after Dean decided we needed to take a couple weeks off from hunting after how our last hunt had gone, mostly for Sammy's benefit since it had been a hard one on him but we all needed the time off so it was a little disappointment when Sam found a case despite the whole 'vacation' thing so now we were sitting on this stupid tour trolley going around a Hollywood film studio.
"First opened in 1927 the lot has been in continuous operation for eight decades" the tour girl said driving the buggy.
"Hey you know this is where they filmed Creepshow" I heard Dean say from behind me and turned seeing him leaning into a chubby kid beside him who looked at him like he could care less.
"Now to the right here is Stars Hollow, it's the setting for the television series Gilmore Girls and if were lucky we might even catch one of the shows stars" the tour girl said and Sam had had enough and turned to us.
"Come on" he said jumping off and I looked back at Dean giving him a shrug and we hopped off too following Sam as we tried to find Stage 9 which is where this supposed case which sounded like a haunting was.
"Hey Evie check it out it's Matt Damon" Dean said and I turned but scoffed since it was not Matt Damon.
"Yeah pretty sure that's not Matt Damon" I argued shaking my head at him.
"Not it is" he insisted.
"Well Matt Damon just picked up a broom and started sweeping" Sam argued overhearing us.
"Yeah well he's probably researching a role or something" Dean argued right back making me laugh and shake my head at him.
"Yeah I don't think so lug head" I told him and he looked back at me.
"Lug head?" I shrugged my shoulders smirking at his face.
"Hey this way, I think stage 9's over there" Sam said nodding to the left.
"Come on man, let's keep going this way" Dean insisted enjoying actually just touring the film stages on the whole tourist destination list.
"No come on, we gotta work" Sam argued leading the way and Dean sighed annoyed. "Dude you wanted to come to LA"
"Yeah for vacation" Dean shot back. "I mean swimming pools and movie stars not to work"
"Does this seem like swimming pool weather to you Dean?" Sam asked him pointing out the grey skies and rainy weather which had been pretty constant since we arrived in LA. "I mean it's practically Canadian"
"Sammy has a point there" I added and Dean looked back at me annoyed I wasn't backing him up on this one.
"Yeah…I just figured that after everything that happened with…Maddison, you could use a little R and R" Dean replied looking up at Sam.
"Well maybe I want to work it keeps my mind of things" Sam protested and I sighed since I could understand that, I was coming into the last few months of my pregnancy as I was officially in the third trimester a couple days ago and it had sent my mind into overdrive as I mentally prepared myself for the fact that I was about to be a mother despite the crazy messed up life we were living.
"Okay, okay alright" Dean agreed seemingly understanding that keeping busy was Sam's coping mechanism. "So this crew guy, what did he…he died on set?" Dean asked making me roll my eyes since he seemed to never listen when Sam debriefed us on the case before we even came here today.
"Yeah rumors spreading like wildfire online, they're saying the set's haunted" Sam replied.
"What like Poltergeist?" Dean asked and I looked up with a curious look.
"Could be a poltergeist" Sam shrugged mistaking Dean actually talking about the movie Poltergeist and not an actual poltergeist.
"No, no, no the movie Poltergeist, you know nothing of your cultural heritage, do you?" Dean remarked making me roll my eyes since Sam and I knew real and actual helpful facts. "It was rumored that the set of Poltergeist was cursed, that they used real human bones as props and like at least three of the actors died in it" he explained to us.
"Yeah it might be something like that" I shrugged since if there was truth to that then it's definitely could be a cause.
"Alright so this guy, what's his name?" Dean asked Sam.
"Frank Jaffy"
"Frank Jaffy, he got a death certificate or a coroner's report or anything?" Dean asked us.
"Well no but it's LA you know?" I replied shrugging since I hadn't found any death records online through any of our usual sources. "Might not even be his real name"
"She's right but the girl who found him she said she saw something" Sam added. "A vanishing figure"
"What's the girls name?" Dean asked him and I sighed knowing this is where his attention got piqued.
"Tara Benchley" I replied and he immediately stopped.
"Whoa, whoa Tara Benchley?" he asked a smile on his face as Sam looked at him dumbfounded by his change in tune. "From Feardotcom and Ghost Ship, Tara Benchley?" he asked then smiled. "Dude why didn't you say so?"
"Well so now your suddenly onboard?" Sam asked scoffing with a smile on his face and Dean turned to me obviously seeing the look on my face.
"I'm just…I mean I'm a fan of her work" he played it off. "It's very good" he added before walking off to avoid my glare before Sam and I followed him onto the set that was currently set up in studio 9 and we started looking around the room.
"Uh excuse me, green shirt guy?" someone suddenly called out and we looked up seeing him looking at Dean who pointed to himself. "Yeah, yeah you come here" the guy called gesturing him forward so Dean walked over to him. "Can you get me a…smoothie from Craft?" he asked handing Dean some money clearly mistaking him for a stage person.
"You want a what from who?" Dean asked clearly confused and I looked up at Sam rolling my eyes and gestured for him to go over and save Dean.
"You are a PA, this is what you do?" the guy shot back so Sam quickly went over since we didn't need the suspicion and I couldn't given my pregnancy bump would, I was wearing a thick cargo jacket but closer up you'd be able to tell.
"Yeah, yeah he uh…one smoothie coming right up" Sam said then pulled Dean away before he got us in trouble.
"What's a PA?" Dean asked us we turned and walked away from the guy.
"I think they're kind of like slaves" Sam replied and I scoffed.
"They're private assistants, they help the movie stars and the crew, you know to get them stuff" I told them and they both looked at me. "And it's the perfect cover for us poking around so just go with it" I said looking back seeing the smoothie guy looking at us so I gave him a thumbs up. "Dean go get the smoothie, Sam and I will poke around"
"Why do I have to get the smoothie?" Dean argued.
"Because you were asked, now go" I told him and he rolled his eyes looking at Sam before he left.
A few hours later Dean had been on multiple smoothie runs while Sam and I were poking around discreetly as we could especially me since I really needed to avoid drawing too much attention to myself and nobody questioned me being here so I stayed standing in the background just observing the crowd as they were getting ready to shoot another scene.
"Okay why don't we take it from 'come on it'll be fun' and action" the director called out as I turned seeing Dean walking up some scaffolding but turned back to the stage set as Tara began to read out some god awful Latin that almost had me laughing since Latin was almost a second language to me and I took it for granted most of the time but it is a hard language to learn.
"…my god I hate you so much right now" Tara laughed when one of her castmates said something about her stumbling over the words.
"Cut!" they all laughed as I turned seeing Dean on his way towards me and one look I knew he hadn't found any EMF so I followed behind him as he headed over towards the food table right as Sam wandered over as well.
"So?" he asked us.
"No EMF anywhere" Dean told him.
"Great you what do you guys think"
"Well I think being a PA sucks" Dean argued and I rolled my eyes at him. "But the food these people get are you kidding me, look at these things" he picked up a sandwich. "They're like miniature Philly cheesesteak sandwiches their delicious" my mouth watered and I picked one up for myself stuffing it into my mouth surprised at how right he was, these things were so good.
"Maybe later" Sam replied so Dean bit into it himself.
"What did you find out about the dead crew guy?" he asked looking up at Sam through a mouthful of the sandwich and Sam stared at him slightly disgusted by Dean chewing like a cow.
"Uh…Frank Jaffy was just filling in for the day, nobody here knew him or where he lived or anything" Sam replied which meant he hadn't found out anything neither of us had.
"Great so you found as much as we did" I replied shaking my head.
"No not quite-"
"Hey guys" another PA cut Sam off reaching between us and grabbed some of the sandwiches and Dean called out telling them their wonderful making me laugh silently as I grabbed another for myself.
"Listen I did dig up some stuff about stage 9's history" Sam said when the dude was gone.
"Yeah?" Dean asked curious now.
"Yeah four people died messy here over the last 80 years, two suicides and two fatal accidents"
"Any one of those could be a vengeful spirit" Dean nodded.
"Yeah, just got to narrow it down more" Sam agreed but Dean was no longer focused on him or the food and I followed his line of sight and saw Tara instantly turned to glare at him.
"I'll get right on that" Dean quickly said before he headed towards her.
"Relax Evie-"
"Yeah, yeah I know" I quickly said waving Sam's attempts and walked away so that I didn't have to see Dean flirt with his Hollywood crush.
Dean found something while talking to Tara because he came over to us all excitedly and demanded that we left heading towards the nearest county office to get an address for some guy, a guy Dean claims is our victim who apparently is a very famous background actor.
"Gerard St. James?" Dean asked after knocking on the door of the address we'd gotten and some guy answered.
"Yes" the dude replied and now that he was in front of us I saw the resemblance to the photo that had been released.
"Your still alive" Sam smirked at him. "And you're not Frank Jaffy"
"Uh…no"
"You were Desert Solider Number 4 in Metalstorm: The Destruction of Jared-Syn?" Dean asked him.
"I was" Gerard nodded.
"I knew I recognized you, I am a huge fan" Dean replied with a wide smile on his face. "I mean your turn as tractor crash victim in Critters 3?"
"Critters 3" Gerard smiled seemingly appreciative of actually being recognized but Dean's pointless fanboy chatter broke the ice and he let us inside. "Yeah it was the producers, I mean they brought me in for the day to play Frank" he explained handing out some coffee to the boys and brought me over some tea.
"Just to fake your death?" I asked confused.
"Well rumors of a haunted film set, free publicity especially when you're making a horror film" he explained taking a seat on one of the armchairs after handing out the drinks to me and Dean as we sat on the loveseat and Sam had sat down on the other armchair. "I mean it's already all over the internet"
"Yeah we know" Sam replied and Gerard laughed.
"These days it's all about the new media building buzz, they say I'm the new Lonelygirl"
"Who?" Dean asked him and I shook my head since that wasn't the importance here.
"And the ghost Tara saw?" Sam asked him actually getting to what was more important.
"Projected on a screen of diffusion"
"Isn't that kind of cruel, messing with their heads like that?" I asked as this whole thing sounded ridiculous especially all for a publicity stunt.
"Hey I just play the part, I don't write the script" he argued defensively. "Speaking of, I'm playing Willy in a dinner theatre production of Salesman at Costa Mesa all next month" he told us looking at Dean before he grabbed a flyer off the coffee table and held it out towards him. "You get a free pepper steak with the coupon" Dean took it from him.
"Well if your seen in public won't that ruin the hoax?" I asked him.
"Please, Frank and Willy totally different characters" he argued and I refrained from rolling my eyes.
"You know what, thanks very much Mr St. James it was just nagging at us you know but were very glad, you know your alive and well" Sam said putting down his mug so I followed suit just as eager to get out of here, the boys shook his hand.
"Hey you know I wanted to ask you, what was it like working with Richard Moll?" Dean asked clearly not as eager to get out of here, Sam and I both looked up at him shaking our heads with a 'really?' look. "It's…Metalstorm he was Hurok, kind of the cyclops people" he informed us before looking back at Gerard with an expectant look.
"Gentleman's, gentleman" he told him.
"Yeah alright" Dean laughed looking down at the coupon in his hand. "Pepper steak" I rolled my eyes at him before we left.
"Well this sounds like a bust, so where we going?"
"I say we find a hotel spend the night then continue our vacation" Dean smirked and I smiled nodding my head before we both looked up at Sam seeing him shaking his head at us still not on board with our vacation idea clearly but I think we deserved it.
We had to literally drive to three different hotels before we finally found one with vacancies but that was LA for you and as soon as we checked in and got our room key heading up to our room and I collapsed onto one of the beds with a deep relaxed sigh hearing Dean chuckle.
"Guess that's our one" he said to Sam but I barely paid them any attention as I moved up the bed.
It didn't take us long before we settled in for the night just sitting around eating the food Sam went out and got while we watched some pointless TV but was actually getting engrossed in the movie before I turned and saw Sam and Dean passed out making me smile and roll my eyes before I reached for the remote and flipped it off then settled down next to Dean intending on falling asleep but felt his arm come up and wrapped around my waist.
"I thought you were asleep" I said turning into him so we were face to face.
"No just resting my eyes" he replied and I scoffed since he'd totally been asleep since he'd been snoring.
"Dean I've been thinking about what we were talking about…baby names I mean" I started and his eyes opened meeting mine. "I was wrong about wanting my last name…"
"No you weren't, you were right we aren't married"
"I don't care about that and it doesn't change the fact that this baby is ours and I was just being petty because it had never been a thought before that night, our baby is a Winchester because I know he's going to be strong, compassionate no matter what life he decides to lead and I don't want it any other way…I swear" I cupped his cheek. "I don't need a ring or some useless piece of paper for me to know how you feel or how I feel-"
"It does help though, I'd love nothing more than to call you my wife and to hear you call me your husband and I hope one day we can have that but-"
"I know our lives right now are complicated enough" I smiled before moving closer to him pressing my forehead against his chest breathing in his intoxicating scent feeling my whole body relax. "I do love you Dean"
"I love you too Shortstack" he replied and I smiled feeling him press a kiss to the top of my head as he pulled me in as close as we could get.
The next morning we learnt that the hunt was not over as yet another person 'killed' themselves and upon Sam and I looking into it while Dean went to the set to poke around we learnt that it was actually was legit this time which unfortunately meant that this was not over but why it was suddenly real confused the hell out of me and Sam so we were currently walking back onto Stage 9 to meet up with Dean finding him off to the side as they looked to be shooting another scene right as a guy pushed past us nearly knocking into me.
"Walter's a little testy for a PA, huh?" Dean suddenly said and I turned towards him frowning in confusion as he was decked out with a headset in his ear and had changed into a 'Hell Hazers II' t-shirt.
"How's it going in here?" Sam asked him looking around.
"It's going really good, Tara's really stepped up her performance I think it's from all the sense memory stuff she's drawing on-"
"Sense memory?" Sam asked him confused while I just rolled my eyes.
"Yeah" Dean nodded still chewing on a taquito.
"Dean you know when we ask how it's going in here, we're talking about the case right?" I shot at him with an annoyed look on my face. "We don't really work here"
"We thought you hated being a PA?" Sam asked him and Dean looked like he went to argue or dismiss our claim but then he looked down at all the gear he had strapped to his belt and looked up with a smile.
"Well I don't know, it's not so bad I mean I kind of feel like I'm part of the team you know" he replied and I raised my eye in question to that statement. "It's good food too" he added then held out the half of Taquito in his hand towards me. "Taquito, they're wonderful"
"No" I said and he shrugged then ate it himself. "Listen Sam coned his way into the morgue" I told him getting back to the case.
"And?"
"News reports are right, Brad's a doornail no question" Sam informed him.
"Copt that, sorry what?" Dean said making us frown confused as he looked up at us but appeared to have not heard a word Sam said.
"Copy that?" Sam asked him.
"What'd you say?" Dean asked him moving the microphone away from his mouth.
"News reports are right, Brad's a doornail" Sam repeated.
"They're aware" Dean suddenly said cutting him off.
"Who's aware?" Sam asked.
"Sorry what were you saying?" Dean asked him and I rolled my eyes since he was not taking any of this seriously and it was getting on my nerves now.
"He's saying that the newspapers right, Brad's a doornail no question about it" I told him this time.
"I guess it's a good thing that we didn't skip town" Dean replied. "Oh come here, I want you guys to hear something" he added and started leading us. "Copy that, I'm on my way" he added into the mouthpiece and I shook my head at how serious he was taking his cover since it wasn't like him but I didn't say anything as he took us over to the sound guy. "Hey Dave, can you play them that thing you were playing me earlier?" he asked the guy.
"Sure" he guy nodded and handed Sam and I each a pair of headphones that we immediately put over our heads and ears.
"Doesn't matter, we're not leaving until-" the scene voices were cut off and went all staticky and muffled, we both looked up at Dean and he raised his eyebrows with a nod so we handed back the headphones then walked away so we could talk without the risk of being overheard.
"EVP" I spoke voicing what we were all thinking.
"From the night of Brad's stage dive" Dean confirmed. "All of a sudden I'm getting electromagnetic readings up the wazoo, for some reason it's a legit haunting now"
"Well who's the ghost Dean, what's it want?" Sam asked him.
"I don't know I think we should look at Brad's death scene" I raised an eye but again just followed Dean wordlessly as he lead us out of the Stage towards the RV's for the cast and crew members before he stopped at one after making sure the coast was clear before he opened the door and we headed inside closing it behind us as Dean headed straight for the TV that was in here and started putting a DVD into the player turning it on confusing me on how the hell he'd gotten the particular scene filmed of Brad's death.
"Hey, where'd you get this DVD?" I asked taking a seat on the coffee table feeling good to actually be off my feet, I might not be at whale stage yet but the extra weight did help slow me down and make me tired quicker.
"They're called dailies, I got it from Cindy she's got this on-and-off thing going with Drew he dubbed me an extra copy" I turned to Dean with a look that read my confusion since he was totally not acting like himself and it was seriously starting to unnerve me but turned back to the TV as the recording started playing as Dean sat next to me on the coffee table and fast forwarded through the footage. "Alright here's where the guy fell through the roof"
"Right" Sam said watching closely.
"Alright here we go" Dean said rewinding it then played it through.
"They must have super hearing" I rolled my eyes at the dialogue since this movie really sucked from what I'd seen but when Brad came crashing through the roof of the set my focus was on the surrounding set and when the footage started cutting out I swear I saw a figure.
"Hey wait go back, go back" I instructed Dean and he rewound it again. "Right…right after…yeah right-" he played it again and I waited for the right moment. "Wait" I told him and he quickly paused it. "There" I pointed at the girl in a white dress that I knew wasn't part of the cast.
"It's like three men and a baby, all over again" Dean said and I smirked knowing exactly what he was referring to and a bit that he actually knew that movie. "Selleck, Danson and Guttenberg and I don't know who played the baby"
"What's your point?" Sam asked as Dean trailed off the point.
"There's a scene where people say that the camera caught a ghost on film, apparently in one of the scenes there was this boy that nobody remembers from set, spirit photography" he informed Sam who looked back at the scene and focused on the woman before his eyes widened a little.
"I've seen her before" he stated and I turned confused wondering where but probably in his in depth research he'd done on Stage 9.
We went back inside with Sam retrieving his research from the Impala before meeting up with me and Dean as we sat at one of the tables where Dean had set up something to do with being a PA and seemed damn proud to be doing it so I just shook my head at gave my attention to Sam when he sat down beside me.
"Here, check this out" Sam said picking up one of the papers from the stack in his hand and turned it to Dean but Dean wasn't paying attention and turned to one of the radio's as a voice came over it so I reached over and took the paper from Sam examining it for myself.
"Yeah go for Ozzy" Dean said clearly speaking to whoever was on the other line.
"You have eyes on Tara?" I overheard the guy ask.
"No I don't have a 20 on Tara, I think she's 10-100"
"Copy that, send her my way" I shook my head looking up seeing Dean smiling, he was having way too much fun.
"Okay copy that" he replied then finally looked at Sam. "Sorry what were you saying?" he asked and we both shook our heads at him.
"Elise Drummond, starlet back in the 30's" I said handing the paper over to him then paused waiting for some crew members to pass.
"Had an affair with the studio exec" Sam started explaining once they were a safe distance that we weren't going to be overheard. "He uses her up, fires her, leaves her destitute so Elise hangs herself from Stage 9's rafters right into a scene they're shooting"
"Just like our man Brad" Dean states connecting the pattern. "So what she's got it out for the studio brass?"
"Possibly" Sam and I both shrugged.
"I mean it's a motive and Brad's death matches hers exactly" Sam added quickly.
"We're digging tonight, arent we?" Dean asked looking up and I frowned at the thought.
So that night we were in a Los Angeles cemetery with the boys each carrying a shovel while I had a bag with the salt, gasoline and matches as that was all Dean had allowed me to even entertain the idea of doing and frankly I was okay with that as I still despised salt and burning bones.
Dean was leading us through the many headstones with some map of the stars gravesites he'd bought with Sam and I following him looking around checking each epitaph since Dean still wasn't entirely focused.
"Hey" Dean called out.
"Yeah?" Sam and I asked turning thinking he'd found it but he was shining his torch up at a huge Humpty Dumpty statue sitting on a headstone and I rolled my eyes at him.
"This map is totally worth the five bucks" he stated through a laugh and I rolled my eyes since we shouldn't have wasted any money on that useless thing because frankly it was morbid and disgusting that people tried making money off selling something that lead you to a grave no matter who the person was celebrity or not graves are meant to be sacred and undisturbed which is one of the reasons I hated salt and burns so much. "Hey we gotta go check out Johnny's Ramones grave when were done here"
"You wanna dig him up too?" Sam asked him while I just made a disgusted face and shook my head at the thought.
"Bite your tongue heathen!" Dean exclaimed and despite trying not to I couldn't help not smile.
"You know what I don't get, is why now?" I asked actually referring to the case. "I mean after 75years Elise Drummond suddenly goes homicidal, you know why this movie?" I asked them.
"Well maybe she's mad they're making a scary ghost flick" Dean replied but I scoffed since the movie wasn't even that scary and frankly sucked.
"Come on is it really that scary?" I argued.
"Here we go" Dean stated light shining down on a tombstone so Sam and I headed over and saw it was our ghosts.
"Alright" Sam agreed.
"Yahtzee" Dean added making me laugh again since he says that nearly every time he finds a grave.
They quickly started digging while I provided light and a lookout in case anyone came our way which was next to none but we could never be too careful especially lately but part of me was just grateful I didn't have to look and think about what we'd find once they hit the casket since it was enough to make me want to throw up before I was pregnant.
They finally started making a dent and hit the lid of the casket so Sam jumped out to get everything ready since they both stated I couldn't handle the gasoline before we came here while Dean continued to dig around it so we could get the lid off before he threw his shovel to the side and I handed him the crowbar which he used to pry the lid open as I turned around so I didn't have to see as they quickly started pouring the salt and gasoline over her then Dean pulled out the matches striking a couple and tossed them in and I felt the fire start but refused to turn around afraid that my stomach would give out.
Dean pulled me to his chest as his knowing this and I smiled up at him as we waited to make sure the fire did it's job then they covered her back over before we headed back to the motel to get some sleep for a job done, however it wasn't done as once again we woke up to the news that there was another killing, this time it was a complete different kind of death…more gruesome.
"Run in with a giant fan, same thing happened to an electrician in '66" Sam told us as we overlooked the active crime scene staring at a white sheet covered in blood and chunks of…I didn't want to think about. "Guy named Billy Beard"
"What the hell dude?" Dean asked.
"I don't know, doesn't seem like Elise this time, it's not her M.O" Sam replied.
"Well we already torched her, so what are we dealing with another ghost?" Dean asked as we turned and started walking out.
"Maybe" Sam shrugged.
"Yeah but these things don't usually tag team" I cut in frowning as we headed outside where the director…I think everyone calls him McG was addressing the crowd that was gathering for his announcement.
"…in light of Jay's accident last night and in cooperation with the authorities we're shutting down production for a few days" he informed and I frowned since they should be shutting down longer than that given two people were dead. "I know, I know…look I'm not going to lie to you, we've had a few setbacks this week" I made a face at that since he was calling two people dying setbacks. "But we all know what Jay and Brad wanted more than anything and that was to see Hell Hazers II: The Reckoning on screens all across America, now we owe it to them to go on and to pull together and make this damn movie, huh?" everyone clapped their agreement including Sam and Dean but they were purely for show. "But not today, go home someone will call you"
With the set basically being empty Sam and I went into the trailer we were in yesterday to watch all the dailies that had been done so far in hopes we found something that told us why the hell this was all happening while Dean tried to find where the electrician was buried.
"Hey" Dean said walking in and headed towards the mini fridge which was stocked with water.
"Hey, so you find out where the electrician's buried?" Sam asked him.
"He wasn't, Billy Beard was cremated" Dean replied.
"Great, now what?" I asked as I frowned turning back to the screen.
"No idea" Dean shrugged sitting down on the couch next to me and Sam. "Any more ghost cameo's on the dailies?"
"Not in the first six hours" Sam deadpanned as we'd been out of minds watching this crap.
"You know, maybe the spirits are trying to shut down the movie because they think it sucks, because I'm mean it kind of does" I stated and Dean smiled down at me sliding his arm around my shoulders as we laid back against the lush couch turning back to the TV as Tara began to read the Latin out again but Sam suddenly rewound it and played it through again so we turned to him curious as he sat upright.
"Listen to the invocation" he told us so I sat up too and listened closer to the words she was saying and my eyes widened realizing what Sam meant.
"That's the real deal" I said and he nodded his head.
"A necromantic summoning ritual"
"What the hell is that doing in a Hollywood movie?" I asked nobody in particular.
The boys went to talk to the script writer and they found out he hadn't written the original script or the invocations and it was Walter, they were able to get copies of the original script which we all read and I was surprised at how dark and twisted it was and frankly would have made a better movie.
"Should've kept Walter's original script, it's actually pretty good" I spoke setting my copy down on the table.
"Yeah and it reads like a how-to manual of conjuration like a textbook on how to summon ghosts and get them to do whatever you want" Sam added.
"Yeah like kill people" Dean pointed out.
"Yep…so let's say somewhere down the line Walter learned some pretty black magic" Sam theorized.
"Yeah and lets say he's pissed at these people for wrecking his movie" Dean added turning to us.
"Motive and means" Sam nodded.
"It's worth checking out" Dean agreed so we went in search of Walter Dixon finally tracking him down in Stage 9 where he was attacking Martin the script writer that had changed his original one but Dean shot Billy Beard as he was dragging Martin towards the spinning fan as Sam quickly turned it off.
"You are one hell of a PA" Martin said looking up at Dean and I scoffed especially at Dean's reply.
"Yeah I know" I held out my hand and helped the man to his feet.
"What are you doing?" Walter asked us cowering away.
"I could ask you the same thing Walter" Sam demanded stalking after him as Walter started towards the scaffolding. "Raising these spirits from the dead, making them murder for you that's playing with fire Walter"
"You don't understand" Walter argued shaking her head.
"You know what your right I don't understand" Sam shot back at him as he ran up to the next level.
"Wait look you put your heart and soul into something, years of hard work…years and then they take it and they crap all over it!" Walter exclaimed pointing down at Martin who shook his head at me and Dean when we turned to him. "And then they want you to smile and say thank you"
"Walter listen it's just a movie, that's it" I spoke up stepping towards him but Dean grabbed my hand keeping me near him.
"Look…I got nothing against you, your not part of this just please, just leave but Martins got to stay"
"Sorry can't do that" Dean argued. "It's not that we like him or anything, it's just a matter of principal"
"Then I'm sorry too" Walter replied then raised the summoning talisman up.
"Walter, Walter don't!" Sam protested but Walter ignored him and began his chant making the set began to shake before three ghosts turned up.
"Sam!" Dean exclaimed pointing his shotgun at them as they slowly approached. "Son of a-" Dean cursed as they continued to stalk towards us before they disappeared but something told me they weren't gone we just couldn't see them and I was proven right when Sam suddenly flew back a few feet away from us so we rushed towards him and Dean and I helped him up. "Come on, come on move!"
We run through the set as lights exploded behind us and the set still shook beneath our feet and Dean fired a few shots blindly behind us as we made it towards the house set and went inside slamming the door behind us as Dean reloaded quickly.
"…'come to the coast, we'll get together, have a few laughs'…" Dean mumbled to himself and I rolled my eyes at him before we all turned and saw a big hole in one side of the house. "Oh man"
"I can't believe these ghosts are real" Martin exclaimed and I just rolled my eyes.
"What makes you say that?" I asked him but he didn't reply, we were all looking around for these things.
"I don't understand, how his Walter controlling them?" Martin asked us.
"Probably that talisman" Sam replied then suddenly pulled out his phone and held it up with the camera on.
"What are you doing?" I asked confused.
"I mean if film cameras pick these suckers then...maybe..." I nodded quickly understanding and pulled out my own to do the same since two eyes were better then one and we both moved our phones around both seeing Billy Beard come right towards Dean.
"Dean right there!" I shouted pointing and Dean didn't hesitate and he shot exactly where I pointed and Billy disappeared.
"Got him" Sam said as we both turned our phones in different directions. "Hey right there!" Sam shouted and pointed so Dean shot then we looked up at saw Walter running towards the roof exit. "Here you get the idea" Sam said handing Martin his phone.
"Yeah" Walter said taking it.
"Alright you hold them off, I'm going after Walter" Sam said then took off out the door after Walter while Martin resumed his job as we both scanned our surroundings for signs of the ghost.
"I cannot believe there's an afterlife" Martin spoke up again.
"Oh there's an afterlife alright but mostly it's a pain in the ass" Dean replied as we furiously looked around.
"There" I called out seeing another one coming directly at me and Dean so he shot but after a few minutes we couldn't spot any so we decided to follow Sam up towards the roof running out.
"…we can't stop them now" we heard Sam say and I looked at the ground and saw the talisman smashed against the ground as Walter looked back at forth between us. "Walter, you brought them back forced them to murder, they're not gonna be very happy with you"
"Yeah, so why not?" Walter asked backing away from us before he suddenly falls to the ground and begins screaming in pain and blood begins to seep through his clothing watching as Martin raises the phone to look but I didn't need to, to know what was happening.
When filming resumed there was a new plot idea that Martin had 'come up' with which was pretty much a play-by-play of exactly what happened last night which was enough to make me roll my eyes the entire time we all watched the actors using a phone and a shotgun to get rid of the pretend ghosts before McG called cut with enthusiasm saying that was definitely in the movie.
"You find out there's an afterlife and this is what you do with it?" Sam asked him while Dean and I shared an eyeroll at the audacity feeling like we should be credited for the idea and definitely paid for it but of course we wouldn't, nobody ever thanks us.
"I needed a little jazz on the page" Martin replied and Sam turned to me and Dean with a look before we left deciding it was time to leave now that it was definitely over with Dean snagging one last Hollywood taquito for the road making me roll my eyes as he bit into it.
"God I love this town" he stated making Sam and I both laugh.