Ella excused herself from the booth she, Dean, Sam, and Oshea were sitting at inside a diner just outside of Scottsbluff, Nebraska. A few weeks had passed since Dean had been back, and Castiel had made himself known, and they still had no news on the exact reason Dean was back, and Castiel had not made any reappearances. They had kept themselves busy and worked a case, and now that they were done, they stopped for a bite to eat before they went on to their next job. The case they had just worked was nothing special, just your average poltergeist. Ella examined herself in the ladies room mirror, noticing a small cut just above her left eyebrow. She frowned a bit and dabbed the slightly bleeding cut with a damp paper towel, wincing and then throwing it away. When she looked back up at the mirror, she saw a young boy standing behind her, his skin a pale bluish color, and his clothes and hair dripping water. Ella gasped and turned around quickly to face him. "Chris…" She choked out.

The boy inclined his head, his eyes narrowing. "It's your fault that I died, Ellie." He said lowly, his voice scratchy. When he spoke, water dribbled from between his lips and spilled onto the front of his drenched shirt. "You were my older sister, you were supposed to protect me. Instead you let that kelpie take me and drag me down into the depths and drown me." Water poured from his lips and mouth, he gurgled softly as he spoke. He moved toward Ella, clenching his fists. "You could have stopped it! You could have saved me!"

Ella's eyes started to fill with tears. "I'm so sorry, Christopher. We tried to save you. Me and Oshea… we… we hunted it down until we found it and killed it."

"A little late don't you think?" The boy said with a smirk, spreading out his arms then letting them drop to his sides with a wet flop, splashing water onto the floor.

Ella backed away. "No, Chris… why are you doing this?" She tried to back away, but was stopped by the counter behind her.

"Because you let me die. You let that kelpie drown me! Now, I'm going to make sure you pay. Why should you get to live when I had to die?" He said, stepping forward. The bathroom door opened, and Oshea stepped inside.

"Ella, are you okay? What's-" She stopped as she saw Christopher standing in the bathroom. "Christopher?"

Christopher turned toward her, his form flickering. "You let me die! It's your fault I died!"

Oshea trembled as she backed against the door, bringing a hand to cover her mouth. "No… no, Christopher, I tried…"

"You saw what was going to happen! YOU SAW IT, and you did NOTHING!" He shouted, moving toward her.

As he came closer, Ella saw a symbol carved into Christopher's wrist. "Oshea…" she said slowly. "We have to get out of here."

Oshea glanced toward her, tears running down her face. She nodded, reaching back into the waistband of her jeans and pulling out a gun. She cocked the weapon and fired it at the spirit. As it screeched and vanished, she lowered the weapon, sinking down to the floor of the bathroom.

"Oshea, come on!" She said, walking over to her sister and tugging on her arm.

Oshea staggered to her feet and moved out of the bathroom with her, glancing back toward the door to the room as it swung closed. Sam looked up and frowned as he saw them rushing back toward the booth where they had been eating. "What happened?"

"We saw our brother. Our dead brother," Ella said after a long pause. "He's… trying to get us back for getting him killed…"

Sam stood up from the booth and moved to Ella. "Are you okay? Where did you see him?"

Oshea swallowed hard, curving her arms around herself. "The lady's room."

Dean walked past Ella, Oshea, and Sam and into the ladies room and glanced around, seeing it empty. He walked back to where they were standing. "Why would your dead brother… go to a diner in the middle of nowhere and attack you?"

"You'll take any excuse to go into a ladies room won't you, Dean?" Sam said with a little smirk.

Oshea shrugged her shoulders with a sigh. "I don't know… but I had to shoot him, Dean." She said shakily. "I had to shoot him."

"Well it doesn't look like he's sticking around, and I say we get the heck out of dodge before he does decide to give us another visit," Ella said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm not particularly in the mood to see the ghost of our dead brother again," she said, looking at Sam.

Sam laid a hand against her back between her shoulder blades, giving her back a little rub before he looked to Dean. "Come on, let's go back to the hotel. We can call Bobby and see if there is anything going on."