A/N: Hello again, I want to say something creative here but don't know what... THE HUNT IS ON!

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Chapter 6

Tonight was the night. Throughout the school year the school that Sam and Dean currently go to had been experiencing strange occurrences. Their dad had told them to check it out while he went on a werewolf hunt in Georgia. This was to be their first hunt together without their father and the nerves were high.

Sam had been researching the history of the school for hours to try and work out if it was a ghost haunting or something more sinister. In the end he had found out that it could easily be a ghost haunting as the school was a hospital back in the 1800's. There was also a story that went around the school, a school legend some called it.

It was said that just before the hospital was turned into a school there had been a young girl who'd died in it. The young girl had been admitted to the hospital because of her depression or something along those lines. The reason for her admission varied depending on who told the story. The legend said that while the girl was in the hospital she'd fallen down the stairs and died, but foul play was suspected in the fall. Theories ranged between all the students as to who could've been the one to rob this girl of her life but whatever the case, that cause of death would definitely be able to cause a pissed off spirit.

Sam and Dean, being unable to find much more on the internet, decided that they'd go to the school that night and investigate there. They'd left their temporary house at 7pm, knowing that the school would be void of people. They arrived at the school at 7:30pm and Dean picked the lock.

Once inside they'd split up to cover more ground. Each had a cellphone on them in case of emergency. Sam had taken the left side of the school which contained the science labs, the gym and the music rooms. Dean had gone east and had the other classrooms and art rooms.


Dean

Dean was walking down the hallway of the third floor of the building, breaking into classrooms as he went to check for any signs of what was causing the strange problems at the school. He held a flashlight out in front of him shining it at any movement he saw.

He had to admit that the school was much creepier at night. It was eerily silent, the only sounds to be heard were his footsteps and the creaking of doors. Shadows of trees danced in the wind under the light of the torch, it was creepy really. Under the light the shadows of trees looked like those of people.

Dean shrugged off all his fears, he had a job to do. Besides he'd dealt with worse, just the month before he'd been face to face with a wendigo who had nearly killed him. Nothing is more terrifying than a near death experience at the hands of a monster that should only exist in nightmares.

Suddenly Dean heard a loud thump sound from behind him. He whipped his head around but saw no one. He shrugged it off as just his mind playing tricks on him and kept walking. Then he heard it again.

"Who's there?" He called out. No response came except for the sound of someone's footsteps. Dean pulled his gun out of his back pocket and held it in his unoccupied hand at the ready.

Dean decided that he wasn't going to let whatever was hiding in shadows get the jump on him so he turned around and walked in the direction of the footsteps he heard. He held his gun close to him, ready to fire. As he moved closer he heard the thumping of the person's footsteps as they ran.

Dean quickened his pace determined not to let whoever this imposter was get away. As he got closer to the person running he began to hear their ragged breaths. He wondered who this person might be and what they were doing sneaking around at night, but then again they probably weren't sneaking around for any reason that was good.

A thought popped into his mind that maybe the person he was hearing was what him and Sam were hunting, maybe they were the monster that terrorised the school. Dean eventually got within an arm's length of the mysterious person and jumped onto them, pinning them to the ground.

He heard a gasp of surprise from the person as they fell to the ground. Now that he was on top of them he could finally find out who they were. He put his gun into his pocket and exchanged it for his flashlight. He shined the light onto the person's face but they shied away from it.

Once the person's face was in the light Dean however immediately recognised them. The scruffy brown almost black hair, the trench coat that was a strange fashion item to be wearing this time of year, and the blue eyes that were windows into heaven. Dean knew who this person was.

"Cas?" Dean asked.

Cas who had been hiding his head till now turned to look at Dean, confusion laced in his expression. "Dean? What are you doing here?"

"I might ask you the same." Dean said in response.

"Well I'll tell you what I'm doing here if you just get off me, you weigh a ton!"

"Okay." Dean said moving off of Cas. Once Cas was free from Dean's weight he sat up.

"I just came here because I left my trenchcoat behind."

"You came back to school at night for a trenchcoat?" Dean asked dumbstruck. Who the hell did that?

"Yes, it's very important to me."

"How did you even get in?"

"The door was unlocked." Cas said bluntly. Dean laughed a little at that, Cas had probably come through the same door that he and Sam had.

"So what are you doing here?" Cas asked.

"I've got a part time job as the night...guard at this school." Dean lied.

"Well you failed at your job then if I managed to get in." Cas said slightly jokingly. Dean laughed with him.

Dean was about to say something else when a scream echoed throughout the school. Dean knew who the scream belonged to the second he heard it, really who else could it have been though, no one was here but him, Cas and Sam.

Sam was in trouble.