Millie woke up to her phone text tone going off. She rubbed her eyes as she sat up and took it out of her pocket. Sam was watching through the rear-view as she opened the message and chuckled, "What's so funny?" Millie shook her head as she typed a response, "Garth...he thought his house was haunted because he brought home some artifacts to study from a case. Turns out it was just a family of raccoons settling into his attic." She turned the phone around to show him the picture of Garth snuggling up to the babies. He gave a half smile, "Well, look at that. A whole litter." She nodded, "Yeah, I told him just because they're cute now, doesn't mean he shouldn't remove them before they ruin his home." Dean nodded in agreement, "Yeah, raccoons are crazy." Millie spotted a small coffee shop, "Hey, let's stop there!" Dean shrugged, "Why not, i could go for some joe." Sam spotted the payphone, "I can use that to look for dad."

Millie skipped to a table after ordering hers, waiting on Sam and Dean to come over. She noticed a few girls giggling as they looked at her and she felt her confidence drop. She shook her head before sitting down, looking up at the sky. It was a nice day, just a slight breeze. Soon Dean approached with her drink; taking a sip of his as he sat down and started scrolling online. Garth sent a link, " Check it out if you can. You guys are closer...just be careful." Millie leaned closer to Dean, "Hey, type this link into the computer." He rose an eyebrow but did it. Within seconds a news article popped up on screen. It was the death of a college boy. The witness couldn't identify the murderer because they claimed he was invisible. Millie rose her eyebrows, "I'm in." Dean nodded as he caught the eyes of one of the girls who had been laughing before at Millie. He winked at her as he spoke, "Yeah, sounds like our kinda thing." She rolled her eyes which didn't go unnoticed by the good-looking man, "What's wrong. I agreed with you?" She laughed a bit to herself, "It's not that. You-you just always go for the same kind of girl. Honestly, it's way past predictable."

Dean looked over at her as he took another sip, "I didn't think you paid much attention to that kind of stuff, Mills. Besides, I don't always go for the same kind of woman." He bit the inside of his cheek as she waited for him to continue, "Oh, really? Name one?" Before he could reply Sam walked up to the table, "Well that turned up nothing. I had them check the FBI's missing person data bank. No "John Does' fitting that description. I even ran his plates for traffic violations." Millie nodded as she drank her coffee. Dean pouted a bit, "I'm telling you, I don't think dad wants to be found." He slid the laptop over, "Check this out. From the Plains Currier in Ankey, Iowa." Millie sat forward looking at her phone, "It's only about 100 miles away." Dean leaned over closer to look at her screen, "How do you have such a nice phone?" Millie winked at him, "My dad has a real job that makes money for nice things. Especially when his daughters safety is a priority." Dean nodded as he looked over at her directly in the eyes, "I get it...save the good stuff for yourself."

Millie laughed and leaned back into her seat; catching the glare from the blonde from earlier. She chuckled on the inside. Sam tossed his head a bit, frustrated at Dean's lack of concern but he went ahead and read what was pulled up, " Mutilated body was found near the victim's car. Parked on 9 mile road." Sam pulled the computer a bit closer as he mumbled the article to himself, "The sole eyewitness, whose name has been withheld, is quoted as saying the attacker was invisible." Millie finished her coffee, "Could be interesting..." Sam shrugged looking over at her, a harshness to his tone, "Could be nothing. One freaked out witness claiming they didn't see anything doesn't mean its the invisible man." She looked taken aback, "Hey, I'm not the prick keeping myself away from the two most important people in their life. This is something your dad would investigate. Maybe he'll fucking be there." She stood and walked over to the trash angrily and threw her cup in it before storming off to the car. She hated him like this...yes, he had the right to be upset about Jessica. Yes, he had the right to look for his dad to find the killer...but that's not all that's going on in the world. He was just being selfish. She chided herself as she sat down. She had no right to be so upset.

Soon the three were back on the road and Dean was blasting his tunes. Millie did everything she could to avoid talking to them. Mostly texting Garth how upset she was with Sam and the way he had treated her opinion. He had helped calm her down but he since he was working a case, texts were few and far between. She sighed as they rounded the corner into town. A guy in a letterman's jacket, eating a banana, turned to watch them park. Sam offered Millie his hand to help her out of the back seat. She took it without hesitation as her foot caught on the belt, "Damn it..." He chuckled at the incident which she glared playfully back, "oh shush, I'm still upset with you." He nodded giving her an understanding look, "I'm okay with that. I deserve it." She playfully punched his arm and started walking. Sam rolled his eyes as he took in the scene before them, "Tell me again. Why are we here?" Millie looped her arm around his as they approached Dean at the head of the car, "The victim lived here, Sammie."

Dean spoke as one kid pushed themselves on a rollie from out under the car, "Nice, wheels." The three working on it just stared at them. Dean came up with something on the fly, "We're your fraternity brothers from Ohio. We're new in town – transfers." Sam nodded in agreement, "We're looking for a place to stay." The boys gave handshakes and laughed, welcoming them and then told them to help themselves to a place inside. Millie's eyes widened at how dirty the house was and then she struggled to hold the laughter in when they came upon a guy painting himself. He looked at them confused, "Who are you?" Millie smiled at him as Dean answered, "We're your new roommates." The kid nodded, "Cool. Do me a favor? Get my back. We've got a big game today." Dean nodded as the trio walked over, he pointed back to Sam, "He's the artist. The things he can do with a brush." Millie smiled as she looked down at the ground, having seen Sam clench his jaw tight.

Dean sat down in a chair, "So, Murph is it true?" He looked back slightly, "What?" Dean didn't miss a beat, "We heard one of the guys here got killed last week." Millie walked over to the window as he answered Dean, "Yeah." Sam asked, "What happened?" Murph shrugged, "They're saying some psycho with a knife, maybe a drifter passing through. Rich was a good guy." Millie gave him a smile through the mirror he was looking in, "Rich was with somebody?" He smirked a bit, "Not just somebody, Lori Sorenson." Dean spoke up from the magazine he was looking at, "Who's Lori Sorenson?" He looked over at Sam as he pointed, "You missed a spot down on the back." He looked back at Dean, "Lori's a freshman. She's a local. Super hot. Get this-she's a reverend's daughter." Dean leaned in as he closed the book, "You wouldn't happen to know which church, would you?" The next thing Millie knew, she found herself walking up the steps of a church.

Sam didn't catch the door and the echo of its closing caused several people to turn and look at them. Millie blushed and quickly ushered them to a pew in the back of the room. The reverend talked about coming together as a community and a family before the church sent up a group prayer. Millie sent a small one, unsure of who would receive it. 'Isn't it ironic,' she thought to herself as they followed the members outside, 'I fight demons and witches but don't know if there is a God.' Sam brought her out of her thoughts, "Are you Lori?" The girl turned around,"Yeah." Sam looked to the both of his companions as he spoke, "I'm Sam, this is my brother Dean and Millie. We just transferred here to the university." She nodded as she pointed to the church, "I saw you inside." He continued, "We don't want to bother you. We heard about what happened." Dean interrupted him, "We wanted to say how sorry we were." Millie nodded as she spoke, " I kind of know what you're going through. I -I saw someone get hurt once. It's something you don't forget." While she was getting ready to reply the Reverend came to her side and put an arm around her, "Dad, this is Sam, Dean and Millie; they're new students."

Dean offered him his hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you, sir." As they shook hands he continued, "I must say that was an inspiring sermon." He smiled and took in the three of you, "Thank you very much. It's so nice to find young people who are open to the Lord's message." Dean spoke again as he lead him away, "Listen, we're new in town, actually, and we're looking for a..." Millie turned towards the girl, "Tell me, Lori, what are the police saying?" She shrugged slightly, "Well, they don't have a lot to go on. I think they blame me for that." Sam looked down at her, "What do you mean?" She looked at him and then to Millie, "My story. I was so scared, I guess I was seeing things." Millie walked close to her, "That doesn't mean it wasn't real.." Sam motioned for Millie to walk away, so she did. Millie waited for a few moments before looking over at the two, she made eye contact with her; Lori gave her a small smile before saying goodbye to Sam. The two of them walked towards Dean who was waiting by the car. He suggested they all go to the library. Sam started talking about what she had said. Millie nodded, "So you believe her?" He smiled at her, "I do." Dean looked back at him as he kept walking, "Yeah I think she's hot too."

Sam scoffed, "No, man, there's something in her eyes." He kept talking as they turned onto an isle, " Listen to this; she heard scratching on the roof and found the bloody body suspended upside down over the car." Dean halted and turned to look at him, Millie hadn't been looking and crashed into Sam, "Sorry." Dean took on a serious demeanor, " Bloody body suspended? That sounds like.." Sam nodded, "Yeah I know, the Hookman legend." Millie closed her eyes briefly as she joined in, "That's one of the most famous urban legends. You don't think that we're dealing with the Hookman. Do you?" Sam looked down at her and then back to Dean, "Every urban legend has a source. A place where it all began." Dean shook his head, "What about the phantom scratches and the tire punctures? And the invisible killer?" Millie picked up a book about ancient Egypt, "Maybe the Hookman isn't a man at all. What if it's some kind of spirit?" Dean looked over at her, "Maybe...lets take a look at the old arrest records?" Millie followed them over to a librarian. Sam asked for the records back to the founding of the town using a report as am excuse.

Dean tugged her sleeve, leading them all to a table. Millie sat down, watching all the students doing research. One guy caught her eye and smiled before sitting down with his group of friends. He was decently attractive, shorter than she normally went for but not by much. She noticed that they all started looking over at her and it made her nervous. She quickly zoned in on the table in front of her. Soon the librarian showed up and set two boxes down. "Here you go. Arrest records going back to 1851." She licked her lips as she stared at Dean before leaving. Dean looked over at Sam, "This is how you spent four good years of your life, huh?" Sam opened one of the boxes, "Welcome to higher education." Millie smirked a bit as Dean rolled his eyes. The boys each took about half from each box and then scooted the rest over to her. She took in a deep breath and started into the first file, 'Arrested for stealing cattle. Nope.' She set that one down and opened the second one, 'Arrested for murdering husband; caught him sleeping with a farm hand. Nope.'

Hours passed this way until she was brought out of her reading by a tap on the shoulder. She jumped a bit as she looked up. It was the guy from earlier,"H-Hi, can I help you?" He smiled as he took a seat, "Hi, I'm Sean. Sorry, didn't mean to startle you." Millie shook her head, smiling a bit, "No, Its fine. I was just really into what I was reading. I'm Millie, nice to meet you Sean." He smiled at at her, "Nice to meet you too. I don't think I've seen you around campus before?" She nodded, "Yeah, I just transferred in from Ohio." He nodded, his eyes scanning her over, "Well, that would explain it. Look, my friends and I are going to a party later tonight. You should come." He bit his lip as he waited for her to respond, "That sounds like a good time, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to make. I've got a lot of research to do for my paper." She threw a quick glance over at Sam and Dean who were watching while pretending to read their files. He noticed and looked over at them, "Oh, I get it...you're taken." Millie sat up straight, "No, I'm not, their just...my brothers. They're very protective. I'll give you my number and you can text me later. I'll try to get my stuff done so I can go." Sean nodded, "I'd like that, Millie." She smiled at the way he said her name. He pulled out his phone and they exchanged numbers.

After Sean walked away, Sam spoke up, "Hey, check this out.!862, a preacher named Jacob Karns was arrested for murder." Dean and Millie got up to look at the file he was reading, "He was so angry over the red-light district in town that one night he killed 13 prostitutes. Some of the deceased were found in their beds, sheets soaked with blood. Others suspended upside down from the limbs of trees as a warning against sins of the flesh." Dean pulled out a page that had a sketch of Karns on it. He had a hook for a hand, "Get this...the murder weapon. Looks like the preacher lost in hand in an accident and had it replaced with a silver hook." Millie pointed on the paper, "Look. It all happened on 9 mile road; the same place as the frat boy." Dean pulled back with a smug look, "Nice job, Dr. Venkman. Let's check it out."

Millie started packing all the files back into their appropriate boxes and then followed the brothers outside, "So, wait till nightfall?" Dean nodded, "Probably best to. Who knows if there are any cops out there or not." She bit the inside of her lip, "Well, are we really staying at the Frat house or are we getting a hotel?" Sam shrugged,"It'd save us some money to stay at the house." She sighed, "True...okay then." Sam let her in the car before sliding in himself, "So you gonna go to that party tonight, Mills?" Dean smirked as he looked back at her, "Yeah...are you?" Millie tilted her head as she narrowed her eyes, "Are you being serious? You guys have never let me go out on a case?" Sam shrugged, "You just seemed interested is all..." Dean drove the car back to the house and the trio got out. Millie grabbed her suitcase, Sean's face coming to mind, "Yeah...I think I might." Dean nodded, "Alright, well text if you need help out of there." Millie rolled her eyes, "Okay, dad." Dean grimaced, "Ugh, no, don't call me that. Sounds weird." She laughed as they made their way inside to wait for nightfall.

Millie's phone went off as she pulled down her dress.

Sean: Hey, Millie, we're headed to the party. You gonna make it?

Millie: Yes, I'm just about ready to head out. What's the address?

Sean: We can pick you up, no sweat. Where are you?

She smiled as she text him the address and then finished her make-up. Sam smiled when he saw her walk out into the bedroom, "Wow, Millie, you look great." She blushed a bit, "Thanks, they'll be here shortly to pick me up." He nodded as Dean came into the room eating a sandwich. He stood there staring at Millie for a few seconds, "Damn, Millie..." She rolled her eyes, "Oh, whatever." Dean took a bite of his sandwich as he sat down, "Don't forget protection." Millie pulled out her small Derringer, "Don't worry, I won't." Dean nodded as he watched her put it in her purse. A knock on the door made her nervous, she waved bye to them as she walked out of the room. She leaned back in and glared at the two, "Call me if you get into trouble." Sam nodded while Dean finished his sandwich. She rolled her eyes and went downstairs to the door. She took in a deep breath before opening it, she smiled at Sean, "Hey, I'm all ready." Sean licked his lips and he took in her figure, "You look great." He offered her his arm and walked her out to the car where his friends were pre-gaming before the party. She sat down in the front seat and then Sean walked over to the drivers side, "Don't worry, I haven't been drinking. Beta Kappa are the designated drivers tonight. So we can drink at the party and they'll come give people a ride home later." Millie nodded as she looked up at the house windows, Sam was watching them, "That's great. Anyone who drives after drinking is an idiot." Sean chuckled as they drove off, "I agree."

The guys in the back offered her the bottle of vodka, "Sorry, I don't drink anything I haven't seen been opened." They shrugged and continued to drink out of it themselves. Sean smiled over at her, "That's a smart thing to do. So many crazy things happen these days." Millie looked over at him, "You have no idea." Soon the car pulled into a driveway of a very nice three story home; music could be heard from outside. The guys all clamored out of the backseat and stretched before going in. Sean offered her his hand, which she took, "So, Millie, what are you taking here?" Millie's heart raced, "Oh, um, Biology." He looked over at her, "Really? That's unexpected. Most girls usually reply with some kind of arts degree or psychology. I'm impressed." She smiled, it wasn't a total lie, "Yeah, it's kind of a family thing. What are you taking?" He opened the door to let her in, "I'm taking Civil Engineering." Millie took in a deep breath as she walked inside the house. There were way to many people here for her liking but she swallowed her anxiety and followed him to the kitchen, "Civil Engineering; you must be very intelligent." He shrugged as he opened two beers and offered her one of them, "Sometimes I am. Other times I don't really know what I'm doing." She laughed a bit as she took a sip.

Now that they were inside, she could get a good look at him. His face had a nice jawline, his eyes were a deep chocolate brown that matched his hair. The rest of him seemed to match as well, it was clear he spent some time at the gym and he had decent sized hands. He smirked a bit as he caught her looking, "Like what you see, do you?" Millie blushed, taking a drink to keep from having to answer. He chuckled and leaned against the counter, "Well, tell me about yourself. I don't want you to leave anything out." She bit her lip and sat down on a stool behind her, "Are you sure you wouldn't rather be dancing?" He shook his head and motioned for her to start, "Alright then...well, I have two adopted brothers, Sam and Dean, you saw them at the library." He nodded as she kept going, she had to spin a few things to get it to fit, "My mother died when I was young, John, my dad, adopted me soon after. I have an uncle Bobby who runs a garage." Sean smiled, "Nice...how about your dad what does he do?" Millie chuckled, "He's a traveling salesman." He laughed, "Alright, that's something." She finished her beer and he took the bottle, "Another?" Millie shook her head, "Actually, I good go for some of that tequila." He looked back at her, "A mixed drink or shots?" She pursed her lips, "Both." He chuckled, "Alright then. I'll join you." Millie watched as he went about making the drinks. She thought of something, "Is this your house?" He looked back at her briefly, "How'd you guess?" She licked her lips, "You just move about so fluidly..." He nodded, "My parents left it to me after they passed away; several years ago. My dad was a big business tycoon and they had a lot of money."

Millie nodded as he handed her his shot, "So, that means you went out of your way to come pick me up?" He rubbed the back of his neck as he looked down at the floor, "Guilty. But it was worth it." She nodded as they took the shots, using her drink as a chaser, "Why didn't you tell me it was your place?" Sean took a seat across from her, "I didn't want you to like me for my inheritance. Most girls usually do." She nodded, "Well, trust me. I am definitely a girl who relies on personality and smarts instead of wealth." He smirked at her, "That's good." The two of them continued talking until a few girls walked in and started making drinks. You could see him stiffen as they walked in; obviously he used to be with one of them. A tall brunette turned around to look at him, "Sean, nice party, as always." He nodded towards her, "Thanks, Stephanie." She looked towards Millie, "Oh, I'm sorry how rude. I'm Stephanie." She held out her hand for Millie, "I'm Millie." She smiled as she looked around to the other girls, "You should come hang out with us outside. Mark is gonna start a bonfire." Sean stood up, "Actually, we were about to go dance. Maybe later." Stephanie seemed to glare at him for a second and walked off, "Whatever. Have fun with the cow."Millie scratched her head at the comment trying not to let it hurt...too much.

Sean offered her his hand, "Come on. Don't listen to her; she's just jealous that I'm asking you." Millie gave a small smile as she finished her drink, "I must warn you, I'm not that great." He leaned down closer as they moved into the living room were the music was louder, "I'm not either."He looked into her eyes as he placed his hands on her hips, bringing her closer to him as they started to dance to the song that was finishing up. Sean let go so the two of them could dance a little wilder. Millie looked around the crowd as she danced; most of the people here were super drunk. All of a sudden a chill ran down her spine and she froze; someone was watching her. Her gaze drifted over to the hallway but no one was there; and just like it had come, it was gone. Sean grabbed her shoulder, "Millie, are you okay?" She shook her head, "Yeah, sorry, I was just thinking about another getting another shot." He chuckled and grabbed onto her hand pulling her close to him as they walked the kitchen. The smell of his cologne made her knees weak, "You smell really nice." He smiled as he poured them another drink and set of shots, "Thanks. I only wear it on special occasions."

After the shots he grabbed her hand again and lead her upstairs to his bedroom, "It was getting way to loud down there. Hope you don't mind." Millie shook her head as she took her time looking around. He had a nice sized bed and a giant window that looked out across the backyard. Down below she could see the fire going; people gathered around it either dancing or making out. She took her shoes off and sat down on the bed, "Not at all." She smiled as he put on some music for background noise. He laid down on the bed across from her and pointed to her purse, "How come you haven't taken your purse off? I promise I won't steal it."Millie laughed, "oh, no it's just habit." 'And I have a gun in it,' she thought to herself as she took a drink. Hesitantly, she took it off and placed it down on the floor behind her. Sean started talking to her about the way his semester was going. She nodded when she could and thought of things to say about hers in response. Sean scooted closer and sat up, "You know earlier at the library, I knew you weren't from around here as soon as I saw you…I would have remembered seeing someone so pretty before." Millie laughed at his cheesy pick up line, "Sean, if you want to kiss me just do it. You don't need to use a line; I'm already here."

He smiled as he leaned in to kiss her, his lips were soft and the kiss caused her to have goosebumps. His hand snaked around her waist trying to bring her closer. Millie got up on her knees and brought herself to sit over his lap. He hummed as she brought her lips back into contact with his. Sean wrapped his arms around her, one of his hands tangling in her hair. With Millie's eyes closed an image of Dean flashed into her mind; she quickly focused back onto Sean. He ran his hands along her thighs, up into her dress and drew small circles on the inside of her thighs. Millie ground down onto hi-"Aaahhhh!" A scream came from downstairs causing Millie and Sean to pull apart and listen to the commotion. People started running out the front door as the screaming continued. Millie stood up and jumped off the bed running to her purse. She pulled out her gun and took the safety off. Sean looked down at the gun and then back up to her, "Damn Millie." She hushed him, "Stay behind me." He nodded as she put her shoes on and opened the door slowly. She knelt as low as she could go; leading the way down the hall and to the staircase. There in the middle of the wall was a giant scratch; the smell was overpowering.

Millie slammed her palm to her head, "oh gawd...I'm an idiot." Sean looked at her in confusion, "What do you mean?" Millie shook her, "Keep up with me, Sean." She grabbed his hand and ran down the steps and into the kitchen as another scratch peeled across the opposite wall. The few people left on the property screamed again. Millie looked through his cabinets looking for a giant thing of salt, "Oh thank god." She pull him out into the living room again with the others and started pouring salt around them, "Stay in the circle. It'll protect you. I promise." Millie stepped inside of it as figure flashed into the living room out of nowhere. It pointed its hook towards one of the people in the circle. Millie took a shot at it; a giant chunk went missing, "Not tonight you don't. Leave."

The Hookman turned towards her and shook his hook in a tsk-tsk type way before disappearing and reappearing closer to her. Millie took another shot, those behind her continuously yelling or crying. Sean stood close to her, "What the hell is that and what's going on." Millie looked over at him, gun still raised, "I don't have time to explain. I'll tell you later." The one he had pointed to took off towards the door, "No! Stay insi-" All of a sudden the figure turned up again, it's hook catching into his shirt and lifting him in the air. Millie took in a deep breath and fired. The creature disappeared as the bullet hit its head, "Get back inside the circle. Now!" He stood and scrambled back inside. Millie bent down and closed the gab he had caused with his shoes. After about thirty minutes she took a step outside of the salt. Nothing happened as she looked around, "Okay. I think it's gone. You can all go home now." Hesitantly the five others walked towards the door before running out to their cars. Sean looked over at her confusion written on his face, "Explain. Now." Millie put her gun back into her purse and walked into the kitchen.

Sean followed her, looking at the damage on his walls as he did so. Millie drank straight from the bottle of tequila before handing it to Sean. She sighed, "I'm not a transfer student. Those two guys aren't my brothers. The three of us are hunters." He rose an eyebrow, "Okay...You lied to me; hunters of what?" Millie gestured out toward the living room, "Supernatural Phenomena...ghosts, demons, mystical beings that shouldn't actually exist." Sean chuckled at her, "You're kidding me right? What the hell is going on." Millie ran her hand along one of the scratches, "I'm not kidding. I hunt ghosts and crap. Tonight we were attacked by the Hookman." Sean chuckled nervously, "That's just an urban legend..." She shook her head, "No...it's not. Jacob Karns was a preacher who killed 13 women years ago because they were prostitutes; he killed them with the hook that had replaced his hand. I don't know why, or how, yet, but his spirit is back and it's killing people. He killed the frat guy from the papers. I think it's got something to do with the fact that he and Lori were making out. Just like tonight; it attacked were multiple couples were getting ready to...have sex."

Sean took in a deep breath as he took in the damage and the image of the spirit kept flashing in his mind, "Alright, say I believe you. What do we do?" Millie turned towards him, "We?" He nodded, "That thing, destroyed my house and interrupted something that I was looking forward to. I want in on the hunt." Millie chuckled a bit, "Well...we need to find Sam and Dean. They were supposed to go look at the crime scene. We should go there." The ride to 9 mile road was silent. Sean parked the car behind the bridge and the two of them got out. Millie looked around for the Impala, "Baby's not here..." Sean peered around the corner, "Who's baby?" Millie laughed as she joined him, "Dean's car; there are a lot of police though...I bet they got caught." Sean nodded, "They'd take them straight to the station if they found them with guns."Millie crept backwards towards the car, "Then lets get to the station." Sean sighed on the drive, "Look, Millie, I'm sorry for acting like a jerk. This is all-all so new and crazy." Millie nodded, "Tell me about it. I've been doing this for a long time but it still seems outrageous at times."

Millie bounced in her seat, "There's Baby!" Sean smirked at her reaction at seeing a car, "So should we go inside or what?" She shook her head, "Let's just wait out here. They probably think I'm still in bed with you and are working on their own escape." Sean reached over and grabbed her hand, "I would have liked that to be the case." Millie blushed, swallowing harshly as her voice whispered out, "Me too." Soon two familiar faces came into view. Millie smiled over at him and started to get out of the car. Police cars started flying out of the station and Sam and Dean hoped in their car to follow, "Just follow them." Sean nodded and started up his car; following Sam and Dean. They slowed as they drove past the crime scene. Officers and onlookers crowded the area but Millie could see Lori sitting in an ambulance. Sean spoke softly, "Its a sorority house...Lori's Sorenson's I think." Millie nodded, "I think so too..." Sean pulled the car to a stop as Dean stopped baby. Millie got out of the car, "I thought I told the two of you to call me if you got into trouble. Last time I checked, that included being arrested."

Sam smiled as she punched him in the arm, "Well, we didn't want to interrupt your party." Sean chuckled nervously, "Kind of wish you had." Dean immediately looked at her, "Why, what happened?" Millie nervously swallowed, "Well, you see when couples like each other they tend to do things...things that attract spirits who dislike those things." Sam sighed, putting his hands in his pockets, "You were attacked by the Hookman last night..." Millie nodded, "Yeah." Dean nodded as he slapped Sean's shoulder, "How'd it feel to be protected by a woman?" Millie rolled her eyes, "Dean.." Sam and Dean laughed before leading the way. Millie turned around to watch for people, "Act casual but follow our lead." Sean nodded and looked around, Millie pulled on his arm turning him around and towards a break in the wall. Sam stuck his hand out for Millie which she took, "Thanks, that's a huge step." Sam nodded as Sean hopped up behind you. The four of them stayed as close to the garage door as possible. Officers and house members just down the drive.

Sam whispered, "Why would the Hookman have come here?" Millie joined in, "or Sean's house...they're both a long way from 9 mile road." Dean whispered back, "Maybe he's not haunting the scene of his crime. Maybe it's about something else."Millie reached forward and stopped them as two girls exited the house. Dean watched them walk away, "Dude, sorority girls. Think we'll see a naked pillow fight?" Millie rolled her eyes and smacked the back of his head, "Focus." Sam had started to hoist himself up and Dean turned around to help push him up. Sean put his hands together to give Millie a boost, "Thanks." Millie reached for a foot hold further up and then hoisted herself up onto the ledge. Sam reached over and helped her over it. As he did so he saw both Sean and Dean staring with their mouth's open a bit. Sam creased his eyebrows until he looked over at Millie and remembered she was wearing a dress, "Uhm...Mills...Are you wearing.., "She turned to look at him as he spoke, "-uh nevermind." Sam blushed a bit as Sean and Dean came over the ledge one after the other.

Sam turned to the window and lifted it up before slinking inside. Dean motioned for Sean to follow and then he went. You could hear them as you went in, "Try and be quiet will you." Dean chimed back, "Me be quiet. You be quiet." Millie lowered the window back down. Through the door crack they could the crime scene. Once the officer inside was gone they opened the door. There on the wall was carved, 'aren't you glad you didn't turn on the light.' It sent shivers down Millie's spine. Sam spoke, "That's right out of the legend." Dean agreed, "Yeah, that's classic Hookman, all right." he pointed towards his nose, "It's definitely a spirit." Sam nodded, "I've never smelled Ozone this strong before." Sean joined in, "its the same smell from back at the house too." Millie looked at the cross pattern, "Hey, does that look familiar to any of you?" The three men shook their heads, "Alright, let's get back to the cars."