AN: Another chapter for my readers. Hope you all enjoy! I own nothing of Supernatural. Just so you guys know the first part is going to be in Ben's point of view.

At A Loss

Ben woke with a start not really sure what had happened. The haze that filled his eyes faded and he saw Liz. She was lying on the table at the other end of the room. Her wavy brown hair falling off the table looking like a waterfall but he quickly realized something. She wasn't moving. He ran over to the table seeing the busted parts of wall surrounding her. Her left hand was facing up and her fingers were in a weird relaxed claw shape. Ben didn't know what to do. He lifted his hand up to try and hold her head but when he saw blood dried. He found a shattered mirror and just looked at himself surprised by what he saw. He was covered in blood but he wasn't sure it was all his and that scared him. He was drenched in what he thought to be salt water. He heard the door slam open but he didn't move. When Sam and Dean came in pointing guns at him he just held his hands up in the sign of giving up.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 24 Hours Earlier ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

"Ben, are you ok?" I asked feeling concerned by the confused look on his face.

"Yeah. I've just been having these weird black outs. Nothing to worry about." He replied wiping the look off his face.

"Black outs aren't good Ben." I replied. We had been doing little things for the past couple weeks. After my dad got home Ben thought I needed something to get my mind off of everything that I worry about. We were sitting in front of his house.

"I better go before my mom throws a fit." Ben said opening the door.

"Ben why don't we just hang out at my place tomorrow." I said before he shut the door.

"You and your dad need some family time." He said walking up to his porch.

I got out and told him quickly, "Sam and Dean are taking him out. Something about male bonding time and no way do I want to know what that is."

"Alright. See you tomorrow." He gave a smile and walked in.

Ben had been acting a little odd lately and it was bothering me. I drove home or our not so permanent home and started to get stuff ready for what I hope wasn't in Ben. I need help. My boyfriend was a shifter and now a possible…no I won't say it and jinx it this early. I left Dad, Dean, and Sam out of the possible problem. Dad was knocked out on the bed when I walked in which is exactly what I wanted. Dean and Sam were coming to get him around noon which gave me an enough time to fix everything up before Ben got in. I decided I would just go to bed so I'm not exhausted for what might happen tomorrow night.

I woke up to Dad shaking me saying, "Come on! Get up. Sam and Dean are treating us to breakie."

"I'm up. I'm up. Don't freak out." I said rolling out of bed taking the covers with me to the floor. "When they comin'?" I grumbled.

"We're already here." Dean said standing at the foot of my bed.

"That's not creepy. You do realize we're cousins and you're getting nowhere." I said with a tired sarcastic tone.

"Hey you know you want me." Dean said with a shrug.

Dean doubled over after receiving a punch to the stomach from Dad. I laughed and got up grabbing the closest clothes I could find. Within five minutes we were heading to breakfast. They took us to this restaurant that smelled kinda old and looked like it could use a dusting…and some general maintenance. I had a weird feeling about this place but I couldn't put my finger on it. We ordered some insanely delicious breakfast, but before we left I ran to the bathroom. I didn't really have to go I just needed to try and figure out the oddness about this place because it was driving me insane.

I wasn't in the bathroom very long when I felt the temperature drop. I could see my breath and knew Sam and Dean had brought me to a haunted restaurant. I felt a hand wrap around my throat. It was strange though. It wasn't an I intend to kill you hand on my throat. Then I heard a strange eerie male voice.

"I see you took up my offer." The voice said. I shifted my eyes to the mirror and saw the ghost that had me. He was tall about Dean's height I would have guessed but that was all he had in common with Dean. The ghost had bright blue eyes and light brown hair.

"What happened to you?" I said realizing I said the wrong thing as soon as the grip tightened on my throat.

"Nothing happened to me but something might happen to you, Izzy." He whispered. I felt a chill go up my spine.

"Alright…" I said in a cautious tone. "What do you want me to do?"I turned my head to the side so I could face him.

"No!" He screamed twisting his hand on my throat so I couldn't look at him. I gagged and coughed a bit as he continued, "No one should see me…Especially not you…" he said petting my cheek with the back of his hand.

"Why?" I asked not knowing what else to say.

"They killed me…I did nothing and they killed me. Now, my love, I am no longer the man you left in Chicago. I'm a monster." He said sounding ashamed.

I breathed slowly trying to find some way to make this ghost understand. Then something came to me, he might still be here for the woman he left in Chicago and I have to look like her. Let's role play.

"You could never be a monster." I said reaching my hand up trying to try and find his face.

"No…stop…" He whispered painfully.

"Let me see this so called monster. You have to trust me." I slowly turned my head to face the specter behind me. I looked him up and down seeing the bullet holes that were centered on his core. His face was burned and most of his hair was gone.

"Now Beauty sees the Beast." I said staring me in the eyes.

"I see no Beast here. I see a man who died a horrible death who is searching for the woman he fell in love with." I said not flinching under his gaze.

"You…you are not Izzy." He said with sadness in his face.

"No…I'm not, but maybe if you let go of what's holding you here you might find her." I said slowly.

"How will that help me find her?" He asked confused.

"You have to trust that what happens to you when you leave this place is where Izzy will go too." I replied.

"I'll try." He said as a light filled the room. I saw nothing but what felt like staring at the sun. When the light faded Sam and Dean busted in.

"Little late boys. Oh and thanks for telling me I was bait." I said angrily as I stormed out the doors of the restaurant and walked back to the motel.

"We were going to tell you." Sam said running up next to me.

"When before or after I went to the bathroom?" I said still raging with anger.

"Shut up Sam. We weren't gunna tell you." Dean said coming up behind Sam.

"And why's that?" I asked.

"Well…" Sam said trying to find words.

"Exactly. Now shut up and risk your own lives. Go have your male bonding time." I said running back to the motel leaving Sam, Dean, and Dad in the dust.

They had no clue. No clue at all about anything. I was in the room setting things up before I even realized I was at the motel. Anger can do some crazy stuff. That poor dude. I couldn't stop thinking about the ghost and what had happened to him. He stayed in a bathroom waiting for the woman he loved to come and find him.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. I looked out the peep hole and saw Ben. "Just a second!" I yelled when I was a few feet from the door. I hid the signs of my work in the closet. I slide the door shut as quietly as I could and opened the door. "Come in." I said in a breathy voice.

"You ok? You sound tired." Ben said after stepping in.

"Yeah I'm fine. I had some…no lots of last minute cleaning to do. I sorta overslept." I said with a shrug of my shoulders. "Take a seat I was just about to order Chinese." I went to the phone but was stopped.

"I've been around the block a few times girlie. A devil's trap under a rug won't catch me." Ben's voice said.

I turned to see that his eyes were black holes. "Who are you? What do you want with Ben?"

"Oh my job was easy. Erase the kid's memories again but you know it's kinda hard when they somehow keep breaking out. Oh and the boys call me Meg." Ben/Meg said.

"The boys? And why erase his memory again?" I questioned even more.

"You know the idiots that are with your Daddy right now." Meg replied.

"How do you know Sam and Dean?" I asked feeling really confused.

"Oh we had an agreement a few years back, but now I'm heading up the ladder not falling off it. And I need to erase it because he found out a little secret that none of us want to break out." Meg said.

"I can't let you hurt him." I said quickly.

"Oh really? You know he doesn't care about you at all. I've been doing such a good job." Meg started with a smile. "Ever since the shifter accident this meat suit has been mine."

"You lie." I said harshly.

"Well I am a demon. We lie a lot but sometimes we tell the truth." Meg said. I didn't move waiting for the trap to start. "Did I hurt your feelings? Oh I'm sorry. You know that I get to be the one that drags your daddy away. It'll be so much fun!" Meg said tripping the fishing line that set it all off.

I ducked just as a bucket of holy water was flung out from behind me. She screamed and ran into the wall on the other end causing a sack of salt to fall on her head. While the demon was trying to recover I pulled my phone out and texted Dad, 'Help. Demon in Ben. Motel room.' as soon as the sign for sent came up I deleted the message.

"You little…" Meg said reaching down and grabbing my throat. I thought if one more supernatural thing grabs my throat today I might scream. She didn't stop till my feet were only inches off the ground. "I'm going to enjoy killing you."

"What-secret?" I managed to choke out while grabbing at Ben's hand.

"Fine you really want to know?" Meg sat my feet on the ground I could breathe somewhat now which was a plus. "He watched a demon kill another demon with a forbidden spell." After a minute of thinking Meg decided on something that seemed to be troubling her. "You know, I haven't tortured somebody in a long time." Meg said with a smile. I saw the blood that covered Ben. Most of it was from the holy water and salt. I knew he'd be fine till my dad saw him. That's when I heard the sound of an old motor. Meg looked surprised. "You told them didn't you?" Meg walked back a little ways and then I saw the wall over the table get closer and closer till I heard a crack and darkness took over.

"Liz? Liz can you hear me?" Dad's voice came muffled through the darkness. I tried to open my eyes and saw blurry images. "Thank God." Dad said resting his head on the table.

"Ben…Demon…secret…" I tried to tell him but the just told me to be quiet.

I looked over and saw Ben sitting in a chair with his hands behind his back and his eyes were still black. He started laughing. "Shut up!" Dean screamed.

"Now Dean no need to be mean to an old friend." Meg said.

"Well family comes first and you just about through part of that family through a wall." Dean said angrily.

"Should we take her to the hospital?" I heard Dad ask Sam.

I felt a pushing on my ribs and felt a pain. I whipped my arm up catching Sam in the face. "That hurts idiot." I said quietly.

"Yeah…she might have some broken ribs and definitely a broken nose." Sam said rubbing his face. "You got this?" He asked.

"Yeah. You just get that thing out of him." Dad said staring at the demon.

"I'll see you in four years!" Meg yelled just before he shut the door.

"Stupid demons." Dad said helping me to the car and getting in the driver's seat. "Relax. I'll get you there safe." He said as I started to drift off again.