Hey Guys! How is it going? Sorry I havent updated for a few days. I had the biggest drama over the weekend I swear!

Guess what? Supernatural is released here (OZ) on Wednesday! I'm so excited! Can't wait. Lol.

Well here is the next chap anyway.

Love Lauren

"Well Natalie was right. Emily did die in that house." Sam said looking at the laptop.

"So her mum really did kill her?" I asked sitting down on the couch.

"Yep. It says that Emily was smothered by her mother who claims that she doesn't even remember doing it."

"Weird." Dean said. "We should go check this house out. Does it say where it is?"

Sam nodded. "Yep 22 Box street."

"Good let's go." Dean said grabbing the keys as we all filed out the door.

It took us an hour to actually find the house cause we kept getting lost even though Dean swore he knew where he was going. Sam walked around to the trunk and popped it open. He grabbed shotguns for all of us. "Alright. Let's go."

We all walked up to the iron gate and slipped inside. Rebecca and I waited while Dean and Sam picked the lock. "Wow this place is huge." Rebecca said once we were inside the house.

"You want upstairs or down?" Dean asked looking at Sam.

"I'll stay downstairs" he replied.

"Good, cause I've got dibs on upstairs." I said walking towards the large staircase situated in the middle of the living room.

"Uh, I don't think so." Dean said grabbing my arm causing me to stop mid walk.

"Why not?" I asked looking at him and then at my arm which he was still holding onto pretty tightly.

"Because this thing is attacking girls and there is no way that I am letting you go off by yourself. End of discussion."

I looked at him. "Excuse me? I am not a child Dean." I said yanking my arm from his grasp. "And I'm pretty sure that I can handle walking around an old house alone."

"I don't care, I'm not letting you out of my sight. Sam stay down here and keep Rebecca with you" he said walking towards the stairs and walking up them a little bit. "Come on" he said looking back at me. I let out a massive sigh and reluctantly followed him

"You getting any reading on the EMF meter?" I asked walking behind him down the hallway.

"Nope" he said looking around. "But that doesn't mean that nobody's home."

"Spirits can appear at certain times of the day." I said walking into the room on the right. It was obviously a girl's room, pale pink walls could be seen under all the pictures and drawings hanging up. There was a bookcase on one side of the room and lots of stuffed toys and clothes laying around. "This must have been Emily's room." I said walking over to the desk. "Look she was in a beauty pagent and she won it and look at all these other awards all first place, no wonder the mother was jealous."

"Still doesn't justify what she did to that little girl." Dean said opening the closet and looking inside.

"Yeah I know." I said softly. I picked up a picture of what I assumed was Emily and her mum. The little girl was on a swing while her mother stood behind her pushing. They both looked so happy. Dean's EMF meter started beeping loudly causing me to snap out of my thoughts. "What's going on?" I asked.

"I think we have company."

The picture I was holding flew out of my hand and smashed. "What the hell?" I asked. The room temperature dropped drastically and the bedroom door slammed shut. A wind picked up in the room causing the curtains to wave like crazy. My hair blew around my face making it momentarily hard to see anything.

"We have to get out of here" he yelled grabbing my hand. He reached for the door handle when it opened by itself and he was pulled from the room and the door slammed once again leaving me in the room alone.

"Dean!" I yelled banging on the door.

"I can't get in. It won't open" he shouted.

I tried opening the door by twisting the handle but Dean was right. I was trapped in the room with a vengeful spirit that had already killed two girls. Wasn't that just fantastic? I gave up trying to open the door and looked around the room, all of a sudden I was tossed against the back wall as if I was nothing. I pulled myself up and was immediatly knocked down again by the chair that was hurtled at me. The dresser started to shake and was flung across the room. I jumped out of the way before it could hit me and it crashed into the very spot that I had just moved from. A pair of scissors floated up off the ground by themselves and hovered near me. I slowly crept to where my gun had fallen when they flew right at my face. I screamed and dropped to the floor. The door opened with a loud bang and I looked up to see Dean standing there. The scissors fell to the ground and everything returned to normal. I sighed and shakily got to my feet.

"And you were the one who wanted to split up" he said raising his eyebrow and looking at me. "Aren't you glad I was with you?"

"Yeah actually." I said.

"Come on" he said walking over to me and taking my hand. "Let's go find the others."

Well there you go. I know its short and bad but at least they have got to the house! Lol. Please review and let me know what you think.

Already thinking of what to do for the next chap.

Love Lauren

xoxo