Hey guys! I am back with another chapter of A Whole New World! We are moving through season 2 wonderfully. Hopefully, we'll get through season 2 by the end of Summer. I think we can do it at the rate I'm writing. I know one person has placed their bets, and they say Kate is going for Dean. She will eventually get together with someone. Who is the real question. Anyways, I'm watching JohntWolfe on YouTube. Enjoy the chapter!

Simon Said Part 1

During the next week we finished another ghost hunt, and everything seemed to be going fine. Well, it was till we finished the hunt. We were packing everything up, and Sam was in the bathroom. He was taking a really long time, and I could tell Dean was ready to leave. After a while, I thought I heard Sam say no. I look at Dean, who seems to have heard it too. He goes over and bursts open the bathroom door. Sheesh do they not have personal space?

"Sam, come on, zip it up. Let's hit the..." I looked over to see what was going on and saw Sam leaning against the bathroom sink. He didn't look good at all. "road. What?" We get Sam in the car and started driving off. He proceeds to tell us what's going on. He then tells us we have to go to the Roadhouse. After a while of driving, Dean finally asks the question we've been thinking. "I don't know, man, why don't we just chill out. Think about this."

"What's there to think about?" Sam asks turning off the radio.

"I just don't know if going to the Roadhouse is the smartest idea."

"Dean, it's another premonition. I know it. This is gonna happen, and Ash can tell us where." Sam says.

"Yeah, man, but..." Dean starts.

"Plus it could have some connection with the demon. My vision always do."

"That's my point. There's gonna be hunters there. I don't know if...if...if going in and announcing that you're some supernatural freak with a...a demonic connection is the best thing, okay?" Dean says.

"So I'm a freak now?" Sam asks. Dean slaps Sam's thigh.

"You've always been a freak." That's the last thing said till we get to the Roadhouse. We arrive at the Roadhouse later that night. We walk in, and Dean locks in on Jo. He goes over to her, while me and Sam follow slowly. I guess that confirms what's going on with me and Dean as just friends who cuddle. Is that a thing?

"Just can't stay away, huh?" Jo asks jokingly.

"Yeah, looks like. How you doin', Jo?" Dean asks being his flirty self. I roll my eyes.

"Where's Ash?" Sam asks.

"In his back room." Sam runs past her to go to the back.

"Great." He says leaving. I follow quickly after him. I don't want to deal with Dean flirting. We get to a door that has a sign that says Dr. Badass is: In. Well that's good news. Sam bangs on the door. "Ash? Hey, Ash?" Dean joins us and also bangs on the door.

"Hey, Dr. Badass." He says. The door unlocks, and Ash opens the door...naked.

"Okay, I'm going up to the bar." I say leaving. "Hey, Ellen can I get some water?" She nods and gets me a glass. Maybe I need something to drink. I'm never going to be able to get that out of my mind. The boys join me soon after, and Ash follows thankfully clothed. He opens up his laptop, while Sam tells him what he saw in his vision.

"Well, I got a match. It's the logo from the Blue Ridge bus lines in Guthrie, Oklahoma." Ash says.

"Okay, do me a favor. Check Guthrie for any demonic signs or omens or anything like that." Sam says.

"You think the demon's there?"

"Yeah, maybe." I say.

"Why would you think that?"

"Just check it, all right?" Dean says getting defensive. Ash gives him a look but checks anyway.

"No sir, nothing. No demon."

"All right, try something else for me. Search Guthrie for a house fire. It would be 1983. Fire's origin would be a baby's nursery. Night of the kid's six month birthday." Ash looks at Sam startled by the very specific question. Dean looks around for anyone who might be listening. I notice Jo is watching us.

"Okay, now that is just weird, man. Why the hell would I be looking for that?" Sam grabs the beer bottle he had and sets it next to the laptop.

"Cause there's a PBR in it for ya."

"Give me fifteen minutes." Ash says. I go back over to the bar and strike up a conversation with Ellen about our latest hunting trips. After a while, I hear the jukebox play Can't fight this feeling. Jo goes flirtatiously up to Dean. Why am I bothered by this? I just keep talking to Ellen to keep my mind off what's going on over there. I could tell Ellen was keeping an eye on them though. Thankfully, Sam comes to the rescue.

"We have a match. We've gotta go." I get up from my seat and hurry out the bar and into the Impala. While we're driving, I could tell Dean has that song stuck in his head.

"And even as I wander, I'm keeping you in sight. You're a candle in the window on a cold dark winter night. And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might..." He sings. I always loved Dean's/Jensen's singing voice.

"You're kidding, right?" Sam asks. Oh, I forgot this isn't Dean's genre.

"I heard the song somewhere. I can't get it out of my head. I don't know, man. Whaddya got?" Sam had a stack of papers on his lap.

"Andrew Gallagher. Born in eighty three, like me. Lost his mother in a nursery fire exactly six months later, also like me." Sam says. Oh we're doing the twin case.

"You think the demon killed his mom?" Dean asks.

"Sure looks like it." Sam says.

"How did you even know to look for this guy?"

"Every premonition I've had, if they're not about the demon, they're about the other kids the demon visited. Like Max Miller, remember him?" I shudder at the thought of Max Miller.

"Yeah, but Max Miller was a pasty little psycho." Dean says.

"The point is he was killing people, and I was having the same type of visions about him. Now it could be happening all over again with this Gallagher guy."

"How do we find him?"

"Don't know. No current address. No current employment. He still owes money on all his bills: phone, credit, utilities..." I say looking at what I had.

"Collection agency flags?"

"None in the system." Sam says.

"They just let him take a walk?" Dean asks.

"Seems like it. There's a work address from his last W-2, about a year ago. Let's start there." I say. We head to the last restaurant he worked at and talked to his co-workers. They lead us to a table to talk.

"You won't get anything out of Andy, guys. I'm sorry, but they never do." The girl, Tracy, tells us.

"They?" Sam asks.

"You're debt collectors, right? Once in a while they come by. I don't know what Any says to them, but they never come back."

"Actually we're, we're lawyers. Representing his Great Aunt Leta. She passed, God rest her soul, and left Andy a sizable estate." I say.

"Yeah, so are you a friend of his?" Sam asks.

"I used to be, yeah. I don't see much of Andy anymore." Tracy says.

"Andy? Andy kicks ass, man." Another guy says coming over to us.

"Is that right?" I ask.

"Yeah, Andy can get you into anything. He even got me backstage at Aerosmith once. It was beautiful, bro."

"How about bussing a table or two, Weber?" Tracy asks.

"Yeah. You bet, boss." Weber says.

"Look, if you want to find him, try Orchard Street. Just look for a van with a barbarian queen painted on the side."

"Barbarian queen?" Dean asks.

"She's riding a polar bear. It's kind of hard to miss." After that, we left and went to Orchard Street. We quickly found the van because yeah that's hard to miss.

"I'm sorry, I'm starting to like this dude. That van is sweet." Dean says when we approach it. Me and Sam don't say anything, so Dean just looks at us. "What's wrong?" Dean asks going into big brother mode.

"Nothing." Sam says.

"Sam, you look like you're sucking on a lemon. What's going on?"

"This Andrew Gallagher, he's the second guy like this we've found, Dean. Demon came to them when they were kids. Now they're killing people."

"We don't know what Andrew Gallagher is, all right? He could be innocent."

"My visions haven't been wrong yet."

"What's your point?" I ask.

"My point is: I'm one of them."

"No, you're not." Dean and I say.

"Dean, Kate, the demon said he had plans for me and children like me."

"Yeah?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, maybe this is his plan. Maybe we're all a bunch of psychic freaks. Maybe we're all supposed to be-"

"What, killers?" I ask.

"Yeah."

"So the demon wants you out there killing with your minds, is that it? Come on, give us a break. You're not a murderer, Sam! You don't have it in your bones." Does Dean realize he's talking to a hunter?

"No? Last I checked, I kill all kinds of things."

"Those things were asking for it. There's a difference." I say. That's when we notice Andy coming out from the building.

"Got him." Sam says. "That's him. That older guy, that's him. That's the shooter."

"All right, you keep on him. We'll stick with Andy. Go." I say. Sam nods and gets out of the car to follow the man. We follow Andy in his van till he stops. Andy gets out of the van and walks up to us.

"Hey." Andy says approaching us.

"Hey hey." Dean says.

"This is a cheery ride."

"Yeah, thanks." Dean says.

"Man, the '67? Impala's best year if you ask me. This is a serious classic."

"Yeah. You know, I just rebuilt her, too."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, can't let a car like this one go."

"Damn straight. Hey. Can I have it?"

"Sure, man." Dean says handing him the keys. Andy walked up to me.

"Would you like to join me?" I felt something was wrong, but I couldn't fight it.

"Sure." I say in a cheery voice and get into the front seat. What the heck am I doing? Andy got inside, and we were off. Where is he taking me?

To Be Continued...

Well, there you go guys! Another chapter done! So, my search for another job to give me more hours hasn't turned up with anything. I'm still taking jobs on fiverr, if you would like to help a little bit. Anyways, I hope you guys have an amazing day! Bye guys!