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I arrived at the Roadhouse not really knowing what to expect. I knew it had been burnt down and not to expect much, but I couldn't fight the chill I got staring at the wreckage left behind. Even with the hot sun beating down on my back, I found myself wishing I had brought a cardigan. The Roadhouse more or less consisted of half a wall and a pile of blackened rubble behind it. I chose to set up on the ground once more, this time bringing along a blanket and couple of pillows. I wasn't sure how long I'd have to wait.

Just as I settled down and fiddled around with my tape recorder, a man with an impressive mullet and sleeveless shirt came around from the back of my car followed closely by Julius.

"Ash?" I asked tentatively. What threw me off guard was how solid he looked. While Jess was clearly not one of the living, I wouldn't have given this man a second glance had he walked past me down the street. Not for that reason, anyway.

"You must be Lainey, my you're prettier in person." Ash gave a low whistle and took a seat beside me. He stuck out his hand and I recoiled slightly; my fear was that my hand would go straight through.

"It's alright, I won't bite you. I'm dead not demonic." He said and I reached out and carefully grasped his hand. I was surprised to actually feel a hand and not air, although it was freezing cold. "See? Doesn't hurt or anything."

"Yeah but your hand's freezing." I took my hand back and stuck it under my leg to heat back up.

"Well I am dead, aren't I?" Ash paused for a second before turning to look over at Julius. "Aren't I?" Julius just gave a non-commital shrug and went back to kicking at rocks.

"So.." I turned on my tape recorder, not bothering to ask this time if he cared about being recorderd; I assumed he didn't. "You knew the Winchesters."

"Yep, helped 'em out on a couple of cases. Also assisted in tracking a demon for them. I wouldve considered myself their go to guy when they needed something technological." Ash replied, stretching his legs out in front of him.

"Really?" I hated to be rude, but he didn't quite seem the "technological" type.

"I may not look like much, but I have a lot going on up here." He tapped a finger against his temple.

"Well then, tell me something about Sam and Dean. Something I don't already know." I teased.

"That's a loaded question, they were good hunters, I guess. Died more than anyone I ever knew." Ash shrugged.

"They've died before? Multiple times?" This was new to me.

"Yep, I even found 'em up in heaven once. After I had died, of course."

"What were they doing in heaven?"

"Not too sure, got into a spot of trouble with the angels it seemed. They didn't really say though. I just kept the winged-bastards off their backs for a few minutes so they could escape out."

"Wait, how did you actually manage to track them down in heaven? Surely that place is massive."

"Well, heaven is divided up into billions of different pieces, not one shared area. I figured out how to get to and from everyone's personal heaven and once I heard the angels talking about 'em on my holy police scanner, I tracked them down, simple as that." Ash talked as though this was as simple as tying one's shoes.

"Doesn't seem that simple to me." I said bluntly.

"It is when you've got a lot going on up here." Ash tapped his temple once more and I had to smile.

"Pardon me for asking, but how did you die?"

"It was right in that pile of wood over there." He pointed over at the remains of the Roadhouse and I raised an eyebrow at him so he clarified. "Demons; took the whole place down."

"Did Sam and Dean have something to do with it?"

"More or less, they were sorry about it, I don't really mind. Being dead's a lot more fun anyway, I've never been quite so alive." I highly doubted it but I chose not to continue with the topic.

"I hate to say it, but I think our time's almost up here." I looked over to Julius for verification and he nodded. "It was nice meeting you though, Ash."

"Pleasure's all mine. You know, of you need more info on the Winchesters, I would get into contact with Ellen and Jo Harvelle. They have more dirt on the boys than I do." Ash said standing up.

"Already on the list." I waved my notebook at him.

"Well if you ever find yourself in heaven, you should stop by my piece, I'll save you a cold one and you'll get to see what the Roadhouse looked like in her glory days." He nodded towards the ruins.

"I'd like that, but how would you know where to find me?"

"I'll keep an eye on the scanner, and we'll go from there. I can find anybody, trust me."

"Oh I believe you, but I don't trust that you'll remember me by the time I die."

"Pretty face like yours is hard to forget. See you around!" Ash walked off but not before flashing me the devil horns which I mirrored in response. I was still smiling long after Ash and Julius had left, and I waited around for Julius to come back.

"I didn't even need to slightly convince him to come talk to you. He was all for it from the get go. May have had something to do with why he was so...here." Julius said incredulously after he reappeared twenty minutes later.

"Interesting, I'll keep that in mind." I shrugged and jotted down a quick note in my book.

"So whose next, Boss? Where shall we go?" Julius clapped his hands together and stood expectantly in front of me.

"I was thinking we'd stick around here a bit longer. There's still daytime left and two more names I can cross of the list."

"Meaning?"

"I think it's time to meet the Harvelles." I said with a grin. Interviewing ghosts was like a strange adrenaline rush, I couldn't wait to move onto the next person, and hear the next story. If only I had known back then what I did now; that no two people are alike and ghosts are just the same.