DETROIT, MICHIGAN

Sam yawned a bit as he drove the Impala down the long stretch of road. They had come into Detroit a roundabout way and were moving through the more desolate roads, hoping to find a small out of the way hotel where they could all crash. The drive up had been awkwardly quiet, and now the sisters were sleeping in the back under the watchful eyes of Castiel and Dean was dozing in the passenger seat after reluctantly giving the wheel to Sam. Sam yawned again, his eyes winking shut for jut a second. When he reopened them there was something standing in the middle of the road. He cursed and slammed his foot on the breaks. The Impala came to a screeching halt that caused Dean to lurch forward; the headlights show brightly on the figure straddling the yellow lines.

Dean jolted awake, "What the hell, Sam!" He exclaimed, but when he looked ahead through the windshield, his question was answered. In the middle of the road stood a creature with reddish skin and long black hair. It was wearing a long ratty fur coat and was standing barefoot on the pavement, staring at them with burning eyes. It flickered, and then reappeared beside a rusty sign on the side of the road next to a old dirt road that went off to the right. Dean squinted his eyes to read the writing. "CAMP SUNSHINE. Ten miles this way."

Sam was panting a little as he stared at the creature. "I... I take it that's the nain rouge." He said slowly. When Dean read out the words on the sign, Sam frowned. "Well that sounds... pleasant." Castiel leaned up from the back seat, his eyes narrowed.

"That is where it will happen."

"So all the doom and disaster is going to happen at 'Camp Sunshine?'" Dean looked back at Castiel with an arched brow.

Castiel looked at him and nodded slowly. "Yes."

Dean rolled his eyes at the irony-impaired angel and turned back to look at the sign, but the creature had disappeared. "Camp Sunshine it is," He mumbled.

"I think I might be able to get us signed up as counselors at the camp," Sam said with a yawn as he sat at a small table in the hotel room that they had gotten a few miles from the camp. "That way we'll be able to stay in a cabin there and keep an eye on things."

Ella nodded. "Sounds good."

Sam glanced at the clock, seeing that it wasn't too early in the morning and flipped open his cell phone, calling the number he had found on the camp's website. Oshea sat down on the end of one of the beds with a sigh. She wished that things could be the way they had been between them. They used to all be so close, and now after everything that had happened, it was like there was a big gap between them.

Dean was sitting at the small round table in the corner of the room, flipping through the channels on the old television set. His mind, however, was on other things. Oshea, Jonah, the apocalypse... things seemed to just be getting worse. A few minutes later, Sam closed his phone and nodded. "Okay. The camp seemed very happy to have us. Apparently they have a really troublesome group of kids this time. We can go after lunch today, they'll have our cabin set up by then. We're really lucky that we came here when we did. The schedule says that May 1, today, is when the kids arrive and May 2, tomorrow, is when the programs start."

Ella nodded. "So what do you think we're dealing with here, a bunch of demon kids just starting trouble, or just some random demons here to join in on the camp fun? By camp fun, I mean an all-you-can-eat massacre. Demons aren't exactly known for their 'smore making, so I'm doubting they're here for the nature and bonfires."

"Yeah, I can't really see demons sitting around a campfire singing Kumbiayah." Sam said, shaking his head. "We'll just have to see when we get there."

"If demons are possessing the kids," Oshea said, furrowing her brows. "We won't be able to use the knife... that will kill the kid, too."

"Exorcisms still work. If it's the kids, we can redecorate their cabins with devil's traps, spit out a little latin, then problem solved," Dean said with a shrug.

"I wouldn't be cocky." Castiel said. "I doubt they will make it that simple for you. I'm sure they know you're coming and will be prepared."

"Well fine, Cas, let's hear your brilliant plan, then," Dean rolled his eyes.

"I only want you all to be cautious," The angel replied quietly. "You are important to us."

"Okay," Ella nodded. "We can go down to meet the kids later, see if there's anything suspicious about them."

Sam closed his computer and ran his fingers through his hair. "Alright. Is anyone hungry? We could get something to eat before we go to the camp."

xx

Dean's stomach growled loudly, quickly answering Sam's question. They all piled into the Impala and drove down to Sunshine Diner, a quaint diner a couple miles down the road from the camp. Oshea arched a brow as they stepped inside. "What is it with these people and sunshine?" She questioned, starting toward one of the booths.

"Because sunshine makes the world beautiful." The voice came from an overly cheerful waitress who had a huge, toothy smile. She held it as she stood by the table. "What can I get for you all, dears?"

Ella held back a snicker as she slid into the booth next to her sister. "Could you give us a few moments to decide?" She said smiling politely up at the woman.

"Sure." The woman said with a massive smile. "Just let me know when you are ready, okey dokey?"

"Well that was… eerie…," Oshea said with a frown.

Ella nodded, letting her smile quickly fade as the woman wandered off to a group at another table. "That was almost… scary."

"Just a little bit." Sam said, staring after the woman. He looked down at the menu.

"Hello, there, kids."

Sam jumped a little, looking over as an old man, who was also smiling brightly, stood by their table. "You all are new in town aren't you? Counselor Betty was in today and said she had some bright new sunshine-y faces coming to join the Camp Sunshine team! My name is Earl Davidson. I take the kids on a hayride through my apple orchard every year."

"Hello… Earl," Dean said, looking at the smiling man warily. He and Ella exchanged glances, both raising their eyebrows a bit. "Yeah, we're all just so… super duper excited about this summer," He said, mocking the man's energetic way of speaking.

"Well, that's fantastic." Earl said, nodding. "We need people like you to help out during the summer!" His smile twitched slightly, but remained in place. "You're going to do great! Just great! We have some wonderful kids this summer."

"Counselor Betty seemed kind of… overwhelmed," Sam said slowly.

"Oh, don't mind her! She was new, too, but now she's the happiest camper she can be." He said with a grin, patting Dean on the back. "Order whatever you like, kids. It's on me."

Dean arched a brow, slightly glaring at the man. His expression lightened up a bit as food was mentioned. "I could go for some pie," He said with a little shrug.

"Well alrighty then! Hey Rebecca! Bring these kids some of your super duper sunshine-y apple pie!" He said, stepping away from the table.

"Okay I am officially creeped out…" Ella said, looking after the man as he walked away and then she looked at Sam. "Think they're just… happy?"

Dean shrugged. "Who cares, we get free pie. We can deal with the loonies and demons later."

"Dean, there are more things to worry about than pie." Sam said, rolling his eyes. "We potentially have an entire summer camp of demons! We need a plan."

"Here you are, dears!" Rebecca walked over to the table, still smiling broadly, and sat down huge pieces of pie in front of everyone. "Enjoy. If you want more, just let me know. Anything for our super peppy sunshine campers!" She said before leaving.

"Let's hurry up and eat and get out of here. It's kind of hard to concentrate on a plan with these people smiling psychotically at us," Ella said, glancing nervously over at Rebecca as she smiled at her from behind the counter.

"I second that," Oshea said quickly. She took up her fork and stabbed it into the pie, breaking off a piece. "Mm… this is really good pie though." She said, chewing slowly. "Like… really good pie."

Sam frowned a little, poking his pie with the tips of his forks. "I don't know… this seems a little weird, guys. Maybe we shouldn't eat this stuff… it could be poisoned or drugged or something… I mean, who really just buys strangers pies?"

Dean hesitated a moment before shrugging and taking a bite. His eyes widened. "Oh my god…" He said, his mouth full. Oshea chuckled a little and nodded, looking over at Dean.

"It's amazing isn't it? It's the best pie I've ever tasted! No wonder people are so happy here!" She said, her own mouth full. She took another large bite and closed her eyes, giggling a little. "This is almost heavenly…"

Ella sighed. "Well, if you guys are going to die of food poisoning, I guess I might as well," She said, taking a bite of the pie. Her reaction was the same, if not similar to those of Dean and Oshea's. "Sam.. You have to try this pie… if we were to die right now, it would be totally worth it."

Sam arched a brow. "Are you all insane! That pie could very well be what is making these people like… that." He said, glancing toward Rebecca and Earl who were grinning stupidly at them from the counter. "I'm not eating that."

Oshea took another big bite, groaning happily. "Oooh I could sit here all day eating this pie."

Ella smiled. "Lighten up, Sam. There's nothing wrong in liking pie… or being happy. Gosh, party pooper," She rolled her eyes.

"There is something wrong with it when we have a case. This is unnatural. Come on, we need to go and get to the camp." He said. "Or the hotel. Anywhere, just out of here… quickly."

Dean finished off a couple more bites and then stood from the booth. He reached into his jacket pocket and fished out a few crumpled dollar bills, tossing them on the table. "Fine, we can go check out the camp. The kids are probably not there yet, but we can at least get settled into a cabin and check out the place."

"That sounds perfect!" Oshea said with a laugh, lacing her arm with Dean's and leaning her head against his shoulder. Sam looked at them both and shook his head.

"Fine, whatever. We'll go to the hotel, get our stuff and Cas, and go."