"I don't believe you," Sam said with a frown as he shook his head, running his fingers through his hair. "Two hamburger stands, a gas station, and the hotdog stand. You're going to explode one day… and there will be a fallout of junk food that will last for years and probably end world hunger." He said as he walked barefoot across the beach , wearing a pair of red shorts with white stripes down the sides and a grey shirt with a red cross and LIFEGUARD written in an arch across the front of the chest. "Those girls are probably gone by now.."

Dean finished off the last of his hamburger and dusted off his hands on the sides of his red shorts. "Nope, there they are," He said, nodding ahead. Sam looked to where Dean was indicating and sighed.

"Good. Now maybe we can…," he paused, his brows furrowing. "Wait… where are they going?" He said, watching as red head broke into a run across the edge of the beach with the brunette following not far behind her. The waves were crashing roughly against the rocks and there was a large black horse galloping along the shore, water lapping around its legs. On its back was a pair of kids clinging to its mane. The redhead ran faster and with the long cane in her hand, launched herself up into the air and landed on the horse's back.

"What the…" Dean said, arching both of his brows at the sight of the horse.

"What is she doing?" Sam frowned, taking a few steps forward. The horse turned sharply toward the ocean and, bucking and tossing its head as it started going further and further out into the ocean. Sam narrowed his eyes and broke into a run, jumping over a dozing person laying on a beach towel as he made his way toward the water. Oshea had managed to pull one of the children off, and the child was standing on the edge of the water. She was wrestling with the other, trying to get it to let go of the horse. The horse gave a sharp buck, throwing Oshea off into the water. The horse snorted and dove under the water taking the little child with it. Sam ran faster, going passed Oshea, who was standing at the edge of the water and diving into the water.

Dean ran towards the water and jumped in, helping Oshea up, and then he quickly glanced around, Sam nowhere to be seen. "Sam!"

Oshea coughed, clinging onto Dean's arm as he pulled her up. Her sunglasses had fallen off while she had been running and now her blind eyes were staring vacantly toward the ocean as she turned her head. "Where are the kids?" She said quickly, coughing again into her head. The water had gone still, the waves just barely lapping against the sand and still Sam was not in view.

"Stay there!" Ella said to the one child standing at the edge of the water, completely soaked. She waded into the water and then took a deep breath, diving under the water.

"Ella? Ella!" Oshea cried, hearing the splash as her sister dove in. She curled her arms around herself, brushing some of her wet hair behind her ear. "We have to get them, Dean… it's going to kill them." The waters began to churn again and Oshea turned her head toward the water. "Ella?"

"Stay back, get on the shore, now," he told Oshea, before diving into the water himself.

"Oh perfect, yeah, that's just great, leave the blind girl!" Oshea shouted at the waves as she heard Dean dive beneath the ocean, too. She ran the fingers of both her hands through her damp hair, turning her back to the water, then facing it again. There was a loud splash and a gasp as Sam came up from the water, coughing roughly. He tried to swim toward the shore, but he was too tired from making his way back up to the surface and started to sink again.

Under the water, Dean spotted Sam, who was slowly sinking back down into the water. He quickly swam towards him, yanking him up by his arm and pulling him to the surface. Oshea's brows furrowed and she started toward the water. She waded into the water, "Ella?" Sam was limp in Dean's grasp as Dean brought him up to the surface.

Dean sat Sam down on the shore, and then turned back around just in time to see Ella emerge from the water, coughing and sputtering water from her mouth as she flailed her arms around, trying to stay above the water. Oshea ran forward and held out a hand toward her sister. "Ella… Ella, come on, hurry."

Sam flopped onto the sand, his head tilting to one side.

Ella took Oshea's hand, and was pulled to the surface. "It… it got one of the kids…" She said, still coughing up some water. Oshea helped her onto the shore and turned her head back toward the water. Sam was unmoving on the sand, a little water easing from his lips.

Dean shook Sam's shoulders, but he was unresponsive. Dean grabbed him by his chin and moved his head around, but still nothing. He sighed and lifted a hand and smacked Sam across the face. Sam blinked slowly and jerked, coughing up water. He looked over at Dean and frowned. "Did you just… hit me?" He shook his head and coughed again, "Okay, girls…" he said, looking up at them. "Time for explaining… what… what was that thing?"

Oshea sighed. "It was a kelpie."

Dean stared. "A what now?"

"A kelpie. It's a Scottish water spirit. It takes the form of a horse with a constantly dripping mane or a woman. As a horse it lures children onto its back and drags them under the water, as a woman, it lures men and kills them into water. It drowns them." She said slowly. "My sister and I have been tracking this particular kelpie… I don't know how it got here… it normally doesn't travel this far…"

"It probably hitched a ride on a boat or something, I'm guessing," Ella said, pushing her damp bangs aside.

"The kelpie is what's been causing the disappearances. It's been taking victims and drowning them." Oshea said quietly, curling her arms around herself. "We followed it here to try to stop it." She lowered her head and shook it slowly. "I should have brought weapons… this is my fault… I should have known this was going to happen… I let it kill another child, Ella…." She said weakly, tears gathering in her eyes.

Ella sighed, looking down. "We've been tracking this kelpie because it… we think it's the one who killed our little brother…"

Sam frowned and looked at Dean then back to Oshea. "Look, you couldn't have known that-"

"Yes I could have!" She said sharply, rubbing her arms and tears running down her cheeks. "I could have…. Why … why do I see these things if I can't stop it from happening?"

"What do you mean, you see things?" Dean asked, arching a brow as he looked at Oshea.

"I… I have visions," She said after a moment of silence. "Visions of the future. It started not long ago. After my birthday. I saw my brother dying before he did… I saw the most recent boy's disappearance from this beach… that's how we knew that the kelpie had come here…"

"Visions… huh?" Dean said, his eyes widening a bit as he and Sam exchanged glances.

"How old are you…?" Sam whispered, keeping his eyes on her.

"Twenty three, my last birthday…"

"And… and did your mother… did she die in a house fire?"

Oshea's brows furrowed and she shook her head. "Why… why would you ask that? No.. she… didn't. She and dad died in a car accident, it was snowing and the car went off the road."

"Why would you ask if they had died in a house fire, what kind of question is that?" Ella asked, crossing her arms across her chest defensively, her eyebrows slightly raised.

Dean cleared his throat, "Well see, our mom… she died in a house fire the exact day Sammy turned six months old. We… we've been traveling across the country, searching for the… the thing that killed her. And now, Sam here… well, he has visions too. Just started right after his twenty-third birthday."

Oshea shook her head. "That's not what's happening to me. My mother didn't die when I was six months old. She died when I was twelve. It was just a car accident." She said slowly. "Who exactly are you both?"

"We're hunters like you…," Sam said.

Dean gestured towards the girls' tattoos. "Those pretty much tipped us off about who you two were."

"We don't have anything to hide, and anyone who doesn't know what it is just thinks we have very interesting tastes." Oshea said quietly, the conversation was making her feel a little nervous. Sam's brows furrowed as he noticed the groove like scars around Oshea's eyes.

"What… if you don't mind… uh… what happened to your eyes?"

Oshea stiffened a little. "I…" She cleared her throat and closed her eyes. "After I started… I started having the visions. I would have them all the time… and I… I thought if I… I wanted to make it stop and I … I got tired of it one day of seeing things.. .and I… I tried to claw my eyes out…"

Dean frowned a bit, "So… you're-?"

"Yes… I'm blind." She replied very quietly. She gave a bitter laugh. "So of course now… the only thing I -can- see is the visions. But it doesn't do anyone any good. Because I can't save anyone… I couldn't save my brother… I couldn't save the kid…"

"Don't be too hard on yourself," Dean said, "You tried your best, and you can't always save everybody."

"Well, my best isn't good enough. We have to figure out a way to stop this thing before it kills someone else." She said.

"How exactly do you kill one of those things?"

"First off, you can only kill it when it's out of the water, and in it's human form. Meaning we've got to have someone lure it out onto the beach. Secondly, regular bullets have no effect on it. Nor do knives, guns, or weapons of any kind. Basically, you've got to torch the sucker," Ella explained. "So… either of you have a spare flame thrower? Sadly we were not able to bring ours on the plane... "

"So you're going to need bait." Sam said thoughtfully. "I'll do it. I'll lure it out."

Dean shook his head. "Sammy, no."

Ella glared at Dean. "Do you want to kill this thing or not? Sam is willing to do it, so unless you would prefer wandering around and taking the first lonely, desperate hobo that you can find, and offering it up instead, I'd say this is our only plan. Neither Oshea or I can lure it out, it only goes after children and men."

"Besides, Dean, she already had a taste of me… she'll come to me." Sam said slowly. "I'll be okay." He paused a moment then looked at Ella and Oshea. "So… wait, you've killed these before?"

"Yes," Oshea said. "We've killed a few."

"Then… how did you lure them out?"

Oshea paused then cleared her throat. "I… dressed up like a man."

Dean arched a brow and stared at her for a good five seconds. "And… that worked?"

She smiled a little at him. "What? You don't think I'd make a believable man?"

He chuckled, "Well, you're too pretty to pass as a guy," he said, smirking a little.

Ella sighed, looking over at Dean. "Dude, stop flirting with my little sister."

Oshea blushed a little and smiled, clearing her throat. "Okay… um… we… we need to find a way to burn up the kelpie once Sam has lured it onto the beach. Sam, there is one thing," She said, growing serious again. "You can't let her kiss you. That's one way she drowns the men. And if you get her on land so she can't drag you down, she's going to try to drown you that way so she can take you back to the ocean with her."

Sam shook his head with a wry smile. "Don't worry. No one kisses me. Dean's the one who gets the lip service."

"And she can take the form of any woman…"

"That's okay, I know the drill, we've dealt with shape shifters before."

"Well then, let's go." Oshea said with a small smile.