Hello my lovelies! Isn't this nice, having three new chapters in less than a week...Guess what? I have five pages front and back of a notebook full of just this fic. Be excited because updates will be coming hard and fast (that's what she said). Yeah...I had to be at school for an hour and a half doing nothing because my last final was at the end of the day and I'm too young too drive myself home...so I just wrote this fanfic while I was in between or done with finals. Anyway, I'm done with school now, so finals aren't going to stop me now! Don't forget to check out my youtube (higheronfire), my tumblr (AnonymousAuthor) and if you wanna hang on Town of Salem I'm higheronfire782 :)Anyway, as usual I love you guys! Thanks and Enjoy.

Mystery Shack - Same Day

Mabel cautiously knocked on the doorway, seeing that Dipper had left the door open. She smiled cautiously at him as he turned to face her. Sam and Dean both seemed to as one as Dipper came into full view. The boy's eyes were bloodshot and bagged from lack of sleep and he looked aggravated by the disturbance. His hair was messy and, as Mabel had noticed, his hat an vest were abandoned on her his theories were thrown away Ripped to shreds, leaving his board bare. His notebooks for theories and sketches were just thrown abut, some even missing pages.

H-heya there bro-bro. I was wondering if you were up yet," Mabel stuttered.

By the way she spoke Dean and Sam could tell she had grown wary of her own brother. In such a short time this kid must have done quite a bit of damage. Even his own sister can't look him in the eyes. Dean thought, nudging Sam to get the flasks ready.

Dipper hadn't even given Mabel a second glance , his eyes already shifting to the men behind her. One thing came to mind as he spoke.

"And who would they be, Mabel?" Dipper purred, though his voice was laced with annoyance and malice.

"Their names are Sam and Dean. I thought they might be able to help y-"

"If I've told you once," Dipper began, his scary calm demeanor quickly leaving him, "I've told you a million times... I D O N'T NEED YOUR DAMN HEL P!"

A spark of what looked like pure rage blossomed in the young boy's eyes as he took a few strides to stand directly in front of his grief stricken, terrified sister. Dean took the chance and threw the Holy Water into Dipper's face, noticing Sam had taken the initiative to do the same. With that the whole world seemed to stop.

Dipper looked up from his sister's face to meet the eyes of his attackers.

" THINK THIS IS ALL FUN AND GAMES , D O N ' T Y A ?" Dipper snarled.

His voice had gone fro that of a pitchy twelve year old boy to an almost demonic echo. Sam looked at Dean, eye widening as he realized the Holy Water only seemed to annoy the kid, and it hadn't hurt him at all. Sam started reciting the memorized exorcism while Dean tried to force the awe struck Mabel out of the room.

An echoing, nasally laugh caused chills to run up the groups' spines, and Dean noticed Mabel stiffen with recognition. The silence in the room after the boy had calmed down told Dean that Sam had finished the exorcism, which had proved useless.

"A W ! THAT'S ADORA BLE! Y O U THINK I 'M LIKE OTHER DEMONS YOU'VE FOUGHT! TRUST M E, Y O U'VE NEVER ENCOUNTERED ANYTHING LIKE M E."

The voice was so vastly different from the boy's voice he'd first addressed them with, Dean was thrown off guard. Mabel's gasp brought Dean back as the men grabbed the girl and hauled ass out of there. The boys realized they were out of their depth, as this way surpassed their usual weird. Even the strongest demons couldn't fight the exorcism.

Sam finally finished unloading their clothes and such into the grungy motel room as Dean sat on the bed opposite Mabel, looking at the top of her hung head. He could see the tear streaks that had formed over the car ride, and the humiliated blush. Dean knew she could feel the question burrowing into her mind as she shifted uncomfortably. He finally decided to break the silence and asked the question he and Sam were thinking.

"Wanna fill me in on what's going on?" He inquired.

Sam was prepared to tell him to calm down, but noticed his usually hard, suspicious tone he used had completely faded. He didn't sound angry or frustrated, just confused. Sam figured he must have been holding back, because his voice shook with some restraint. Dean, however, was just trying to hide the slight fear in his own voice. He knew this poor kid was probably frightened out of her wits, and he was frustrated beyond belief that he'd just run away like that.

"I just didn't realize it was him until he began to shout..." She said, more to herself than anyone else. "I really just hope Dip had a good reason."

A/N: Heya guys. Like how I'm writing Bipper's lines? Anyway, sorry for the chapter going up and down like this, fanfiction didn't keep some of the spaces and letters I put in the words, so I had to take it down and mess with it for a while. Anyway, hopefully another chapter will go up soon!. Love y'all!