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"Excuse me Miss; do you have a free computer with internet access?" Dean asked.

"Yes sir, there are some free computers behind those bookshelves over there." She said pointing, "If you need any more help feel free to ask for help." She said looking him up and down before she winked at Dean and walked away.

Dean walked to the computer, and sat in the small, uncomfortable, wooden chair. And at that moment began his frantic search for information.

What should I search for? Poltergeists, spirits or maybe deaths in that house or the history of the Grey Estate. Dean thought. He then began typing in the small search bar 'Unsolved murders in the Grey Estate.' He got a handful of names and stories.

Rachael Lévesque…Daniel Banks…Kimberly Noelle Parks…Violet Fleur Jardin… and Isabel Brazil.

Dean just couldn't figure it out. What did they have in common? Was it their ages? Was it their birthdays? Maybe they all pissed off the wrong spirit or poltergeist whatever it may be? So far the only thing they had in common was dying in the Grey estate.

Dean was puzzled, but he had to continue his search it was important. He looked back the computer and started another search 'The Grey family and Grey Estate.' Dean's eyes widened as a gleam of hope came his way. He had 50,000 search results, but as far as he was concerned he only needed one. He looked at the screen as a smile appeared on his face. 'The Grey Murder' there it was in black in white dated 1914. Dean skimmed through the article before something caught his eye.

"…five members of the Grey family were brutally murdered yesterday night. Their only remaining son, Robert Grey, was blamed. Robert was accused of beating his two sisters to death with heavy unidentified objects and leaving them to bleed to death on the floor of the parlor. He cold heartedly shot his brother in the head and chest. His mother was pushed down the stairs. And his father was stabbed ten times in the kitchen…Robert consumed with guilt, jump from the fourth story staircase to his death this morning."

Sam couldn't breathe. His chest was tightening and every breath became a luxury as he slowly lost his grip on consciousness. He could feel his burning sick heart speed up in his chest. He could feel his thumping migraine burn the lids of his eyes forcing them closed before he lost himself to unconsciousness.

A swarm of doctors and nurses flooded Sam's room, as machines began to beep and click. Questions being shot across the room like bullets. "What is his BP...? One thirty-five over ninety……What is his pulse…?... two hundred beats per minutes…We need to get it down fast"

"Sir… Sir… Are you okay?"

Sam slowly opened his eyelids as if they were weighed down by lead. The pain slowly subsided as his eyes meet the nurse who had been by his bedside.

"Sir are you in any pain?"

Sam looked around the room in a dazed manner. His whole body was hurt. He felt like he had been hit by an SUV going 100 MPH.

"Sir are you okay now" she said again.

Sam's ears finally heard what she had been saying. "Yes, I am fine, just a little sore."

"Okay sir, if you need anything just call."

"Wow, I got to tell Sam what I learned about the victims and about Robert Grey," Dean said as he jumped in his Impala and sped off.

Rachael, Daniel, Kimberly, violet, and Isabel, What did they have in common? Their ages, but Sam, Sam was older then them. Sam broke the pattern. Maybe this is just an angry spirit.

Dean stopped in the hospital parking lot. He was on a hunt now and not even Sam's injuries are going to stop him. He ran towards the hospital in high hopes.

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