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Blondie 20000: Tnx for the review. Lol "Do a Castiel"

Dean finds Sam in the library again, going through his computer.

"What are you doing?"

"Just looking through check-ins. The other hunters have been searching for the remaining monster's Michael has made, taking them out. They have also looked for him, but still no luck."

Dean frowns at the mention of Michael's name. He wanted him dead, but MJ's death brought him down. All the feelings he had were mixed up and he just couldn't deal with them at the time. Now that he knows there is hope for MJ's return, he wanted to find Michael and end him once and for all, before she comes back.

"Any monsters left for us?" Dean asks.

Sam looks at him confused "Now you want to go on a hunt?"

"Why not? It's not like we can just sit here doing nothing."

"Ok. We can take the murders in Lafayette, Indiana."

"Good, let's go."

"Jay, you up?"

"Um... Am now."

"I think I found a way out."

"What is it?"

"I remember what an old friend said about this place. The one that escaped."

"The so-called angel? What did he say?"

"He said he annoyed the Empty so much, the Empty let him out so it could sleep. And we are going to do the same."

There was silence on the other end.

'Jay, you with me?"

"I'm not sure about this."

"What's the worst that can happen? It can't really kill us, we're already dead."

"It can torture us."

"If it really could, it would have by now."

"Why are you awake again?!"

About ten hours later the boys got to Lafayette. Jack also wanted to come, but Cass stopped him, telling him he needs to rest. But what Cass actually meant was that the boys needed some time alone.

They got to the local police department. The sheriff was busy talking to a witness, so they waited.

He came out of the interrogation room and turned to his deputy "She's talking nonsense. I can't get left from right from her." Deputy nods at the sheriff and signals him they had company. The boys come closer and introduce themselves. Dean starts "Hello. I am agent Page, FBI. This is my partner agent Plant." Showing them their badges.

"FBI? Good! Tis your problem now!" The sheriff says smiling and walks away picking a donut from a desk. Sam tries to ask him something but he sheriff kept walking. The deputy asks "You hee about the dead bodies, right? "

Dean nods "Yeah."

"Those were nasty. I mean what would do that to a person?"

Sam answers "Right, we saw the autopsy reports. Bodies complete drained out of any fluids. Almost mummified."

The deputy says in relief "Glad you guys are here. Maybe you will be able to make some sense of what that woman is saying. I mean vampires, seriously? If you ask me, she's just another wack-job."

"Ough, believe me, we heard it all. Monsters, ghosts, werewolves, witches, demons..." Dean starts listing things they've dealt with when Sam nudges him, giving him a Stop-it look.

The deputy looks at them and just says "Ok..."

Sam and Dean enter the interrogation room. A beautiful woman was sitting at the table. She had long chest-nut hair and a matching set of eyes. She had jeans and a blue top, a leather jacket and matching boots. Dean was instantly intrigued and Sam could see it on his face.

Dean puts on his most flirtatious smile and goes to say something but Sam interrupts him "Leila Watkins? I am agent Plant, this is my partner agent Page. We're from the FBI."

She shoots at them "You here to make fun of me too!?"

"No, of course not. Just to find out what happened." Dean answers politely as he sits on the table.

She sizes him up and then looks away "You won't believe me."

"We will. I promise." Dean says.

She looks back at him, this time with a little hope in her eyes. "I was walking home, had a late night at the office and couldn't find a cab. A block away from my home, there is an old abandoned house. But this time it didn't look abandoned. There was loud music coming out of it, as if someone was having a party. Just as I was walking by a man came running out of it, screaming. He almost reached the gate when another man comes out. And then..."

Sam nods "Go on."

"Then he jumped all the way from the porch to the gate and grabbed the guy. He... All I saw was his big teeth as he sunk them into the guy's neck. The guy dried up in seconds... It was horrible. I was horrified. Thank God the guy didn't see me otherwise I would be dead to..." She breaks down crying.

"Jay! Wake up!"

"Why are you shouting?" he says whispering.

"You again?"

"Yes, me again! And I'm gonna keep on doing this until you let us go!"

"I will do no such thing!"

"Ough, but you will, eventually. And guess what, I have all the... time... in... the... world." MJ makes a yawning sound and drops down again.

The boys arrive at the abandoned house. It seemed empty. It had a crime scene tape all over it. Dean rips the tape and they go in. Inside it looked like any other abandoned house, trash, dirt and spider web all over the place, some broken furniture around and a broken staircase to the top floor. They check everywhere on the ground floor and all they found was evidence that sloppy cops were around.

Then Dean goes back to the broken staircase. "The cops didn't even bother to check upstairs."

"Yeah, probably thought nobody could climb that." Sam replies looking at them.

"C'mon, give me a boost."

"Dean, I don't think that's a good idea. The top step looks like it can break at any point."

"Just do it."

Sam rolls his eyes but still puts out his hands. As Dean steps on them, Sam thrusts him upwards and Dean catches the step. But the step immediately brakes, making Dean fall on his back directly on top of Sam.

MJ woke up again. And immediately started singing

"O when the Saints
Go marching in
Now, when the Saints go marching in
Yes, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

Sing with me,Jay! – Jay smiles in amusement and sings back-up -

Now when the Saints (when the saints)
Go marching in (marching in)
Oh, when the Saints go marching in (marching in)
Yes, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in!" (Louis Armstrong)*

"Why you little... pesky human!"

The empty was clearly pissed.

"You will go back to sleep, you hear me! I will not let you go!"

Suddenly MJ felt cold all around her. It only got colder and colder. Something grabbed her neck and lifted her up. Then she started feeling the cold inside her body, growing stronger and stronger. It felt as if she was freezing to death. Just as the cold reached her heart, she felt something. She felt warmth.

She smiles and mutters "Now you've done it."

"Done what?"

"You woke her up."

* Got the idea from Homer Simpson. :-)