Disclaimer: I don't own them. Rub it in why don't ya.

I'm sorry that it took so long to update. I don't really have a good reason for it and it doesn't help that I'm constantly having writer's block nowadays.

Anyway, I'm going to start my countdown to the next episode, you guys enjoy the chapter. (I hope)

Chapter 8

"So how long are you gonna be here?" Dean asked as he parked the car in front of the local museum.

"I should be done the same time as you."

"I'm giving you 10 minutes to come out after I call or you're walking home."

"Yeah, yeah."

Sam got out and entered the museum. Dean drove away as soon as Sam was out of sight. He was on his way to interview the people closest to the victims. John agreed that there might be something going on in the town. John however had to extend his trip because another hunt came up. So he told Dean to do the interviewing himself. Sam on the other hand was going to the Egyptian exhibition. Sam made Dean promise not to tell John about this. Dean readily agreed since it would avoid a screaming match that his brother and father started having recently.

XXXXXXXXXX

Sam was enjoying himself at the exhibition. He met some of his classmates there, some who came willingly while others were dragged by their parents. Sam had just entered the 'Myths and Legends' section of the exhibit when he noticed Kayla staring down at one of he displays. He walked over to her.

"Hey," she appeared not to notice Sam's presence.

"Kayla?" he said while shaking her by her elbow. Kayla snapped out of her trance like state.

"Oh. Sam. Hi."

"Hi," Sam repeated. "Must be a interesting display."

"It is," Kayla replied before returning her attention back to the display. Sam turned to see that she was looking at a few gemstones. Each one had a story to it, which Sam made a mental to read later.

"Beautiful aren't they?" Kayla asked suddenly

"Uh…yeah"

"Each one has an interesting story to it."

"I've noticed."

"I especially like this one," she said pointing towards the blue stone that was in the middle. "The lapis lazuli."

"What? The stone or the story?" Sam asked leaning in to read about the stone.

"Oh, I've known the story for long time. It's the stone that interesting."

Sam straightened up. He scrutinized her demeanor for a moment. Something was off but he couldn't figure out what. "What does that mean?"

"Nothing."

Ok, she's acting strange. She's usually pretty straightforward. Maybe this is how he was with Dad

"I gotta go," Kayla's voice came disturbing his train of thought. "See you at school."

Before Sam could say anything she was gone.

XXXXXXXXXX

Sam spent two more hours in the museum before Dean called. Dean was leaning against the hood of the Impala across the street when Sam came out.

"You find anything?" Sam asked leaning beside his brother.

"Nope, not a single thing. From everything I found out, they don't have anything in common."

"Maybe these are natural deaths, nothing supernatural about it." Dean looked at his younger brother, who seeing this sighed. "Fine, we'll dig deeper."

They got off the hood and walked to get to the respective seats. "Hey, isn't that Ryan's sister?" Sam turned around.

"That's her," he turned back to face Dean. "She wasn't acting like herself today. Maybe that's why Dad wanted us to-"

"She looks kinda frustrated," Sam turned around again to find that Dean was right. It never ceases to amaze him how Dean can read the face off a girl who is across the street but not his own brother who was in front of him.

Before Sam knew it, Dean was crossing the street. He saw Dean as he shook hands with Kayla. A couple of minutes and a phone call later, both of them were walking back towards the Impala. Sam was confused. "What's going on?"

"My car broke down. Your brother offered to take me home."

"Really?" Sam wondered what his brother was planning?

Soon the three of them were in the car with Kayla sitting at the passenger side and Sam at the back seat. They all sat in silence before Dean finally said, "So…Ryan mentioned that you're a good singer."

Kayla laughed. "Are you sure my brother said that? It actually sounds like a compliment."

Dean grinned at that comment although he was sure the next thing he said is going to change her mood. "Well, he told me that when you went missing from school."

As he expected her smile faded. "I know it's none of my business, but why did you skip school that day?"

"I wasn't feeling well," Kayla answered a little too quickly.

"I that why you're taking those pills?" Kayla turned to face Dean, shocked but turned back quickly. She didn't realize that both the brothers noticed her reaction. "Ye…yeah."

Dean glanced over at Kayla who was flushed. Dean decided not to push it and changed the subject. "Nice necklace."

She was clearly relived that the subject was dropped. "Thanks. My dad had it made."

"So it's one of a kind."

"W- yeah."

"Just like you."

Kayla grinned. "Correct me if I'm mistaken but isn't that called flirting."

Sam was the one to speak this time. "You're not mistaken. It's just my brother's an idiot."

"I'm just being friendly."

Sam rolled his eyes. "Riiiiight."

"As much as I'd love to stick around to find out how friendly Dean is, this is my stop." She nodded her head towards her house. Dean parked the Impala. Sam and Kayla got out. She thanked Dean and left. Sam sat at the passenger side.

"I don't get it, she was acting strange in the museum. Now she's back to her normal self."

"Maybe it's some kind of side effect from the medicine she's taking."

"Why would they give her meds to cure one illness just to give her another?"

"How should I know? I'm not a shrink."

"That helps," Sam said sarcastically.

"Maybe she's possessed."

"Why does everything have to be demonic?"

"Hey, you were the one who asked for my help."

Sam scowled.