A/N:People, I really need help! You're thoughts are worth more than you can fathom, here. I'm soo unsure of this fic. Usually when something I write makes me nervous like this you people like it... but that don't ease myself inflicted suffering. So review plz my dears!

Chapter Five

"Tommy," Autumn smiled and plopped down on the barstool. His boss had told her she'd find him here, that the poor kid worked two part-time jobs in order to pay his way through college.

"Hi." he scanned the room, and she knew he was looking for Dean.

"I left him at the craps table." she answered his unasked question.

"Cool." he nodded and shifted nervously in his seat.

"I'm Autumn."

"Pretty name." he spun his shot glass around his finger.

"A little early to start drinking isn't it?"

"With the shit that happens at the hotel, it's never to early." he scoffed.

"Really?" this might be easier than she thought. "What kind of stuff?"

"We had this couple leave this morning, nice, middle aged, second honeymoon kinda folk. They say they heard a man talking in their room and no one was there. That was the day after they checked in. Then last night they swear things were moving without anyone touching them." he shook his head at a complete loss. "That's impossible right? I mean fuck like that don't happen."

"We had ghosts in my house growing up." she said stepping out on the ledge. "Used to see people, and things would fly off the wall if you bad mouthed certain people… There was this study done by some scientists or something. Apparently, a lot of the ghosts reported are really just the access mental energy of teenaged girls."

"Hmm" he grinned. "So did it stop happening after you grew up?"

"Don't know, I moved out and then the house burned down."

"That sucks. But its not just that stuff. it's the murderers."

"Murderers?"

"Yea, that's why I didn't want to give you that room. People keep dieing." he paused a moment an looked her over. "People like you."

"Like me? How are they like me?"

"Its these, young newly weds, and the women always have red hair. You know like real red not that bottled shit." he shook his head and sighed. "I just don't get it."

"H-how are they dieing?" she pretended to sound scared, wishing she'd paid more attention in drama club.

"The women are… mutilated after their throats are slit. But the men are all just dead. There isn't really a cause, they just stop." he ground his teeth. "If you want to leave, I understand."

"No," she reached forward laying a gentle hand on his arm. "I like a little danger from time to time."

"I-I've gotta get b-back to work." he stammered pulling away from her before peeling out like a bat out of hell. Autumn turned around and saw Dean standing in the entrance of the bar, arms folded across his chest. She rolled her eyes, he just had to go and ruin the fun.

"Eeny meanie miney mo" Athena recited bouncing between the two different cups. One representing to tell Autumn and Dean about the possibility of them being targeted, while the other meant Sam and Athena let their siblings do their own research. "Catch a tiger by the toe. If he hollers let him go. Eeny meanie miney mo!" she landed on telling them and picked up her phone.

"They were all married right?" Sam asked pacing the length of motel room.

"Samuel if you don't stop the pacing I'm gonna fill your ass with rocksalt." she scolded her friend.

"Samuel?" she smirked.

"Yea, Sammy, they're all married. We have no real reason to worry about Bubby and Sissy." Sam rolled his eyes.

"Don't call, we'll just go find them." Athena was out of her chair and to the door, the keys ringing her finger, before he could blink.

"I'm drivin'."

"My ass." he jumped toward her but she moved faster than he did and was already out the door.

"Yea, you've got a cute ass." she grinned ducking when he grabbed for her.

"Perv"

"Giant" she spun away from him when he caught her arm and managed to rip open the driver's side door and dive in. "Hey, Sammy, know what?"

"What Teenie?"

"I win." she answered sticking her tongue out. "Now, get that cute ass in the car." Sam resigned to the passenger seat pouting. "Oh, you big baby. Tell you what, little guy. You can pick the radio station." she said sticking the key in the ignition.

"Oh yaaay!" he mocked.

When they found Autumn and Dean's hotel room empty, Athena called her sister who told admitted to being at a casino. She claimed to be working a guy over who had spent most of the evening with the most recently murdered couple, and gave Sam directions. Dean wasn't too far from Autumn, keeping a close eye on her as she talked to the black jack dealer, and he sat at a poker table. Athena had herself dealt in but Sam refused standing back watching the sisters.

"Hit me." Autumn told the dealer. "Anywho, you guys wanna grab a bite when Mr. Cantlose over there finishes up?"

"Yea, if we can talk." Athena said.

"That's what I'm here for baby sister." she flipped her card and swore under her breath. "But it looks like you're going to be buying."

After another loss Autumn told her new dealer friend she'd come and find him again later, and he told her when he got off and to find him in the casino's bar. Then the trio went to stand behind Dean, with a not so patient audience, the older Winchester had himself dealt out at the next opening. Though, he promised to never let them forget he had a great hand. Sam watched his brother try and keep close to Autumn, the way he did when he knew an attack was coming, each time he'd step within her personal bubble she'd look pointedly at her sister and step away from him.

Athena led the way back to Dean and Autumn's room, before ordering pizza and dropping all of her and Sam's research on the bed. Her sister leafed through it without any real interest, it was, for the most part, all stuff she already knew. When Autumn would finish a report she passed it to Dean, careful not to actually touch him.

"Have you guys seen anything?" Sam asked as the four of them settled in, and tried to ignore the elephant in the room.

"No, when we got in last night I crashed. Then nothing this morning, how 'bout you, Autty?" Autumn shook her head and ran her fingers through her hair.

"I've not seen anything but the clerk said the couple next door left this morning because things started moving." she answered.

"They ever see anyone?" Athena perked up, excitement flashing in her eyes.

"Not that I know of Tweak. Said they heard a man talking in their room after they checked in, and then they saw things move." Autumn shrugged. "But that could have been their imagination taking over."

"Yea, how often does that happen to us?" Dean disparaged.

"Next to never." Athena supplied unnecessarily.

"Here," Sam picked up the blue prints, Athena had discarded on the bed. "The murders are all on this floor." he elaborated as he unfolded the pages and spread them out on a nearby table. Athena disarmed herself supplying a couple of knives and her hand gun to hold down the corners. "Okay, what room number have all the murders been in?"

"Our favorite, room thirteen." Dean answered scanning the page.

"That has to be the room next door, this is fifteen and fourteen is across the hall." Autumn started picking at the seam of her jeans as she watched her friends.

"This doesn't look right." Athena said leaned over Sam's shoulder. "See, there are more rooms on the floors than this shows."

"This is a copy of the original blueprint, maybe they divided rooms when they reopened." Sam reasoned.

"That wouldn't be a good." Autumn and Dean chimed together coming around to get a better look.

"You two are extra creepy today." Athena said without looking up from the print.

"You're extra creepy everyday, Squirt." Autumn countered her sister.

"If they divided thirteen, part of it is going to be fifteen or eleven. Can you get a newer blueprint?" Dean asked.

"I'll check tomorrow, the library's already closed for the night." Sam promised.

"You two need to watch your backs." Athena warned pulling the reports with pictures of the female victims. "Autty's got something in common with all of them." She handed her sister the papers.

"I know Tommy, the clerk, told me."

The pizza came and went and the hunters were no closer to solving the case. As Sam and Athena were leaving the sisters promised to meet up the next evening to trade new information and get a drink. Dean went for a shower and Autumn continued working. He returned and planted kisses up the back of her neck making the red head squeal in protest.

"Dean!"

"Shh, come on." he turned her towards him enveloping her in a kiss, that he trailed down her neck before he pulled off her sweater. "Work is over for the day, baby." she smiled and caught his lips with hers