A/N: It's been a while since we ran this long hasn't it?

Chapter Eight

Las Vegas, Nevada. February 8th, 2007

"Red heads always are fiery." Autumn moaned in response to his caress. She fought to remember this was a job, she wasn't taking this anywhere beyond a contact show 'n' tell. "Knew something was special 'bout you when you came in." He was starting to pant and lead her towards the bed when movement caught her eye. "What's the matter baby?" she'd frozen and had to remind herself to relax. But the spirit was in the room.

"Nothing." Autumn maneuvered herself so he fell on the bed, her on top. Hunters never give the option of letting innocent people get hurt. When it was possible she excavated her cell clicking two and send. Athena would get the call and come running.

"Did you know my great grandfather opened this place?" Tommy asked. Fear shot through her spiking the adrenaline already coursing through her veins. "He didn't like sinners." he kissed her his tongue far too thick and heavy to achieve much more than flopping like a fish. "Cheaters were the worst."

Athena jumped as her phone rang, the familiar Panic! At the Disco, song hitting notes only dogs could hear. The caller ID read AUTTY, the blonde didn't leave a second to spare answering her sister's call. Sam and Dean were at her side instantaneously. They all leaned toward the phone, Athena turning up the volume. All that reached their ears were panting, and sloppy kisses, then his voice. "He didn't like sinners."

"What do we do?" Athena asked the boys not willing to shut the phone.

"First, miss you turn off your phone or get out." one of the casino's workers said coming over to their group.

"Yes, of course, sir." Athena smiled sweetly before she tucked the phone half in her breast pocket where she could still hear her sister, and grabbing Sam and Dean's arms dragging them out. "Speak." she ordered, when the got to the side walk in front of the building.

"We get back to the hotel." Dean said already digging his keys out as he started for his car. Sam and Athena followed suit climbing in the Mustang.

"What are you doing?" Autumn's voice was laced with panic when it vibrated out of the cell's speaker.

"Just righting injustice." came a man's syrupy voice. "She's beautiful isn't she?"

Autumn wasn't sure how he'd done it but he had managed to cuff her to the bed. The spirit lingering over them, if she'd had wings the woman might have passed for a guardian angel from a flea market painting. Tommy wasn't stopping, now that he had her secured. His fingers fumbled with his belt buckle as he spoke.

"My great grandmother. I didn't believe it at first, she came to me. I'm hand picked. Together we'll fix this city." his progress in undressing himself was slow, his fingers shaking and not following commands smoothly.

"Why?" Autumn asked hoping to distract him enough not to notice her reaching for the bobby pin she always wore.

"Because," he smacked her free hand away, kneeling on it, while he fished another set of cuffs out. "People can't just sin. Someone has to punish them."

"She cheated!" Autumn squirmed trying to free herself.

"Only because he did first. But he didn't believe in an eye for and eye. So more extreme measures were taken. Too bad, though. She says you help people." he slipped mock disappointment into his eyes. "Don't worry, though love, it won't hurt," a cruel smile played across his lips as he returned to removing his pants. "At least not for long."

"You let Granny watch?" Autumn switched tactics.

"Don't call her that!" he roared. "Her name is Lily-Rose."

"Pretty name. Don't you think it strange she makes you sin, in order to kill sinners?"
"I don't kill anyone! We punish them!" he ran his fingers through his hair pulling at the ends.

"The point of punishment is to learn something. What do you learn if you're dead?" she pushed him further.

"Sam, call Dean. Tell him to take care of Autumn. We're gonna take care of this Lily-Rose bitch." Athena instructed grabbing the map from the glove box. Sam traded his phone for the map.

"You'll never get us there." he half teased.

"Right." Athena punched in Dean's number. "It's the wife, she's controlling Tommy."

"You're sure?" Dean asked and she could only imagine his white knuckle grip on his steering wheel.

"Yes."

"You two salt and burn. I'll get Aut." he hung up on her. Athena returned to her watch of the cell phone still feeding her a blind man's version of what was going on in the room.

"Death isn't the end of things." the spirit spoke for the first time. She had a sweet sugary voice that reminded Autumn of Mary Poppins.

"Of course not. There's always hell." Autumn sneered.

"He won't make it here in time." Tommy was backing away now, moving to rock in the corner.

"Who?" Autumn played dumb.

"You're boy toy." Lily-Rose leered. "He's a nice looking boy too. Much better than my grandson. Why doesn't that surprise me though? Is it that you like the pain?"

"Oh Yes! Spank me!"

"You're a mouthy little thing, anyone ever tell you that?" the spirit leaned down closer to Autumn. "Billy-Jack did, didn't he? All he wanted was to protect you. To make you love him the way he loved you."

"I must have missed the memo on broken bones being the same as flowers." Lashing out physically wouldn't do any good now.

"You're a murderer, and a cheat." Lily-Rose whispered in her ear.

"I only kill the bad guys, I think God will pardon me."

"He's a vengeful man." the spirit mused.

"Is that why you ran from the light? Afraid of your punishment?" The door burst open and there was Dean Winchester.

"You okay, babe?" he asked his gun already out and aimed at the spirit.

"Never better, I like the kinky stuff." Autumn answered yanking on her binds.

"I'll keep that in mind." he grinned.

"He's fast." the spirit said approvingly. "I love it when they get to watch." she turned towards Tommy. "Where's the knife?" Tommy shrank deeper into the corner, and the spirit rushed him. "Where's the damn knife, boy!?" Shaking he produced a butcher knife and handed it over to the spirit. "That's a good dog." Lily-Rose cooed to her great grandson. "Now, deal with the man."

"I don't think so." Dean fired at the spirit and she disappeared, the blade falling to the ground. He spun around back to the bed. "Where's the key?" he asked Autumn.

"I don't know" he cut her off.

"Got a paperclip?" she laughed.

"You didn't let me finish. Above my left ear is a bobby pin." Dean retrieved the bent metal and started on the locks.

"What happened?"

"Oh, nothing much." she tried sounding dismissive. "We missed something though."

"What?"

"He likes being led around by the nose ring, by pretty ghosts."

"How you doing over there?" Dean called over his shoulder as he got Autumn's right hand free. There was no answer, so he turned to see what the clerk was doing.

Tommy pushed everything down inside. He had to do it. She would be angry if he didn't finish the job. He crawled forward picking up the knife. They didn't notice, the man was too busy freeing his girlfriend. No, his wife, Tommy hadn't missed the ring on her finger. Typical. Come to Vegas for a little romantic get away and you get hitched. They were talking nonsense. She said they'd missed something. That was when the man, Dean, turned around.

"Look, man, you don't want to do this." he put himself in front of Autumn.

"It's me or you, Pretty Boy." Tommy heard himself say. "She'll be back in a few minutes and I have to do something or she'll kill us all."

"No, we have friends. They're going to take care of her. She won't hurt us." Autumn pleaded. Dean passed her something and she started working on the cuff holding left hand. It was a pity to have to kill such a beautiful creature.

"She's already dead. You can't kill dead things."

"Sure you can." Dean said confidently. "We do it all the time."

"You're insane."

"Dude, that's like the pot calling the kettle black." he smirked. "You're doing what your dead grandma says."

"In the movie that's what you do to make them go away." Autumn looked up from her work.

"That's just a movie, honey. It's not real."

"Neither are ghosts then." Tommy was inching closer holding the knife in his hand.

Sam barely had the car stopped before Athena was out the door ripping open the trunk. She swung a shovel over her shoulder, and dug out the salt, lighter fluid, and matches.When he came around to meet her she thrust a shovel into his hands. Silently he was thankful that dark had fallen outside the city. They were in a nice, quiet cemetery a good fifteen minutes outside of Vegas. Athena didn't hang around long, she plunged into the rows of stones searching out Lily-Rose Minton.

"Over here!" she shouted digging her shovel into the earth.

A/N: YAY! I actually feel like writing again! I went through a few days there where I couldn't focus on this story. But I'm back now. I'll have this finished tomorrow or thursday. But you guys have an assignment... REVIEW! Plz, I'd do it for you... I know review or I'll kill Dean... -evil cackle-