You guys were getting ready to leave the Roadhouse as Dean was making sure everything was in the trunk. "Los Angeles, California." Dean stated as he closed the trunk.
"What's in L.A.?" You asked him.
"A young girl's been kidnapped by an evil cult." Dean explained.
"Yeah? The girl got a name?" Sam wondered.
"Katie Holmes." Dean answered as you guys were about to get in the car.
"That's funny." Sam chuckled. "And, for you, so b*tchy."
"I'm going!" You could hear Jo shout from inside the bar.
"Over my dead body!" Ellen yelled and you could hear stuff breaking causing the three of you to turn your attention towards the bar.
"You're flipping out over nothing!" Jo argued.
"Of course, on the other hand, Catfight." Dean suggested as he pointed towards the bar.
"I am your mother! I don't have to be reasonable!" Ellen yelled as you three walked back in.
"You can't keep me here!" Jo screamed at Ellen.
"Oh, don't you bet on that, sweetie!" Ellen seethed.
"What are you gonna chain me up in the basement?" Jo yelled.
"You know, you've had worse ideas than that recently." Ellen growled. "You don't want to stay? Don't-Go back to school!
"I didn't belong there!" Jo screamed. "I was a freak with a knife collection!"
"Yeah, but getting yourself killed on some dusty back road-That'swhere you belong?" Ellen argued. They both got quiet when they saw you guys were watching. "Guys, bad time."
"Yes, ma'am," Sam quickly nodded.
"We rarely drink before ten o'clock anyway." Dean shrugged.
"Wait." Jo called out as she walked over to you guys, well more like Dean. "I want to know what they think about this."
"I think I want to stay out of this." You muttered under your breath.
"I don't care what they think!" Ellen shouted as a couple with two kids came into the bar, they looked like tourists.
"Are you guys open?" The man asked unsure about what was going on.
"Yes!" Ellen shouted.
"No!" Jo shouted as they both turned to look at the family.
"We'll just check out the Arby's down the road." The man awkwardly chuckled as they left the bar. Then the phone rang Ellen and Jo let it ring for a second before Ellen rolled her eyes and answered the phone.
"Harvelle's." She spoke into the phone. "Yeah, preacher."
"Three weeks ago, a young girl disappeared from a Philadelphia apartment." Jo quickly told you guys as she held out some papers to Dean. He just stared at her. "Take it. It won't bite."
"No, but your mom might." Dean glanced at Ellen then back at Jo. Jo gave him a look before he finally took the papers from her.
"And this girl wasn't the first. Over the past eighty years, six women have vanished-All from the same building, all young blondes. It only happens every decade or two, so cops never eyeball the pattern. So we're either dealing with one very old serial killer-" Jo explained.
"Who put this together?" Dean asked her as he looked at the papers. "Ash?"
"I did it myself." Jo replied.
"I got to admit, we hit the road for a lot less." Sam agreed as he looked at the papers.
"Good. If you like the case so much,youtake it." Ellen offered.
"Mom!" Jo raised her voice.
"Joanna Beth, this family has lost enough. I won't lose you, too. I just won't." Ellen stated.
You and the boys decided to take the case and head for Philadelphia. You had a felling Jo wasn't going to take this lying down though. Once you guys arrived you snuck into the girl's apartment to look around."I feel kind of bad, snaking Jo's case." Sam mumbled as you guys looked around the room.
"Well, maybe she put together a good file, but could you see her out here working one of these things? I don't think so." Dean clicked his tongue as he looked around.
"Besides hell hath no fury like a mother whose child could be in danger." You commented as you scanned around the room with an EMF reader.
"You getting anything?" Dean asked you.
"No, not yet." You replied as you moved around the room. Suddenly it made noise when you got close to a hole with the frame of an outlet box in it. It also looked like black goo was in there. Sam came up next to you to examine it and he wiped some up with his finger. "Ewww." You groaned as you stuck your tongue out in disgust.
"Holy crap." Sam muttered.
"That's ectoplasm." Dean noticed as he touched it with his finger too. "Well, guys, I think I know what we're dealing with here. It's the Stay-Puft Marshmallow man."
"Dean, I've only seen this stuff like twice. I mean, to make this stuff, you have to be one majorly pissed-off spirit." Sam explained.
"Oh great, and he targets young women." You sighed.
"Let's find this badas* before he snags any more girls." Dean decided as you three left the room you heard voices down the hall so you stayed close to the wall.
"Yeah, it's a great building. I fixed it up real nice." A man said. "All the apartments come furnished, too."
"Yeah, I love the furnishings. It's so spacious, and the location issoconvenient for me." The girl said as they turned the corner you noticed that it was Jo talking to the man.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Dean questioned as you three stepped forward.
"There you are, honey." Jo smiled as she walked up and latched onto Dean's arm. "This is my boyfriend, Dean, and his buddies Sam and Y/N."
"Good to meet you. Quite a gal you got here." The man smiled as he shook hands with Dean.
"Yeah, she's a pistol!" Dean chuckled.
"So, did you already check out the apartment?" Jo asked Dean. "The one for rent."
"Yeah. Yes. Loved it." Dean smiled trying to keep up the act. "Great flow."
"How'd you get in?" The man asked.
"It was open." Dean answered.
"Now, Ed, when did the last tenant move out?" Jo asked him.
"Uh, about a month ago. cut and run, too." Ed explained. "Stiffed me for the rent."
"Well, her loss, our gain, 'cause if Dean-o loves it, it's good enough for me." Jo beamed laying it on thick.
"Oh, sweetie." Dean smiled back. You rolled your eyes a bit.
"We'll take it." Jo agreed as she handed a wad of money to Ed.
"Okay." Ed nodded.
You guys settled into the apartment and checked your weapons to get ready."I'll flip you for the sofa." Jo smiled at Dean.
"Does your mother even know you're here?" Dean questioned.
"I told her I was going to Vegas." Jo replied.
"You think she's gonna buy that?" Dean scoffed.
"I'm not an idiot. I got Ash to lay a credit-card trail all the way to the casinos." Jo explained.
"You know you shouldn't lie to your mom." Dean advised her. "You shouldn't be here, either."
"Well, I am, so untwist your boxers and deal with it." Jo stated as she put her hands on her hips.
"Where'd you get all that money from, anyways?" Sam asked her.
"Working at the Roadhouse." Jo answered.
"Hunters don't tip that well." Dean cut in.
"Well, they aren't that good at poker, either." Jo shared when Dean's phone rang.
"Yeah?" Dean answered it. "Oh, hi, Ellen." Jo ran up to him and they quietly fought over telling her or not. "I haven't seen her. Yeah, I'm sure. Absolutely." Dean hung up the phone and Jo beamed at him.
"This place was built in 1924. It was originally a warehouse, converted into apartments a few months ago." Jo informed you guys as she flipped a knife in her hand.
"Okay, what was here before 1924?" You asked her as you guys looked at the blueprints of the building.
"Nothing. An empty field." Jo shook her head.
"So the most likely scenario-someone died bloody in the building, and now he's back and raising hell." Sam supposed.
"I already checked In the past eighty-two years, zero violent deaths, unless you count a janitor who slipped on a wet floor." Jo explained.
"Well, maybe it was a death that wasn't recorded." You suggested.
"That's impossible." Jo stated. "Would you sit down, please?" Jo growled looking at Dean who was pacing around the room.
"So, have you checked the police reports, county death records?" Dean asked as he sat down next to you.
"Obituaries, mortuary reports, and seven other sources. I know what I'm doing." Jo sounded a little defensive.
"I think the jury's still out on that one." Dean smirked. "Would you put the knife down?"
"Okay. So ,uh, it's something else, then. Maybe some kind of cursed object that brought a spirit with it." Sam suggested.
"We got to scan the whole building. Everywhere we can get to, right?" Jo nodded her head.
"So, you and me-We'll take the top two floors. Sam and Y/N take the other floors." Dean decided as he got up.
"We'd move faster if we split up." Jo protested.
"Oh, this isn't negotiable." Dean stated firmly.
You guys split up with you and Sam taking the bottom floors. Things were uneventful for you and Sam, when you met up with Dean and Jo they told you what they had found.
The next morning you and Sam went out to grab some breakfast and coffee for the others, but as you were you found a bunch of cops outside. You investigated to find out another girl disappeared last night."Where's the coffee?" Dean asked as you and Sam were out of breath.
"There are cops outside." Sam shared.
"Another girl disappeared." You added. "Her name was Theresa Ellis, she was renting apartment 2-F." You explained as Jo and Sam combing through a pile of papers for anything they could find. "Her boyfriend reported her missing around dawn." You continued as Dean came back from checking out the apartment.
"What about the apartment?" Jo asked him.
"Cracks all over the plaster-walls, ceiling. There's ectoplasm, too." Dean described.
"Between that and that tuft of hair, I'd say the sucker's coming from the walls." Sam deduced.
"Yeah, but who is it?" Dean wondered. "The building's history's totally clean."
"Maybe we're looking in the wrong place." Jo spoke up.
"What do you mean?" Dean asked.
"Check this out." Jo showed you guys a picture of the lot the apartments were built on.
"An empty field?" Sam questioned.
"It's where this building was built. Take a look at the one next door. The windows." Jo pointed out.
"Bars." You noticed.
"We're next door to a prison?" Dean wondered.
Jo decided to call Ash to get some information on the building next door. "Thanks, Ash. Oh, and if you breathe a word of this to my mom-That's right. I will. With pliers." Jo threatened Ash before hanging up. "Okay. Moyamensing Prison-Built in 1835, torn down in 1963. And get this-They used to execute people by hanging them in the empty field next door."
"Well, then, we need a list of all the people executed there." Sam said.
"Ash is already on it." Jo told you guys. Once you guys got the list from Ash you discovered that there were over a hundred-fifty names on that list.
"A hundred and fifty-seven names?" Sam scoffed.
"We gotta narrow that down." Dean stated.
"Yeah." You nodded in agreement.
"Or else we're gonna be digging up a hell of a lot of stiffs." Dean commented.
"Herman Webster Mudgett?" You voiced aloud. For some reason that name stuck out to you.
"Yeah?" Jo questioned.
"Wasn't that H.H Holmes' real name?" You pointed out.
"You got to be kidding me." Dean murmured. Dean pulled up an old newspaper about Holmes' execution. "Yep. Holmes was executed at Moyamensing May 7, 1896."
"H.H Holmes himself." Sam repeated. "Come on. I mean, what are the odds?"
"That would explain why he's such an angry spirit." You chimed in.
"Who is this guy?" Jo asked.
"The term "multi-murderer"-they coined it to describe Holmes." Dean explained. "He was America's first serial killer before anybody knew what a serial killer was."
"He confessed to twenty-seven murders, but some put the death toll at over a hundred." Sam added.
"And his victim flavor of choice-pretty, petite blondes." Dean continued. "He, uh, used chloroform to kill them, which is what I smelled in the hallway last night. At his place, cops found human remains, bone fragments, and long locks of bloody blond hair. Boy, he sure knew how to pick them."
"We just find the bones, salt them, and burn them, right?" Jo asked a little nervous.
"Well, it's not that easy." Sam told her. "His body is buried in town, but it's encased in a couple tons of concrete."
"What? Why?" Jo wondered as she looked over at Sam.
"Supposedly he didn't want anybody mutilating his corpse, he also said during his trial that not even the devil could stop him from coming back and killing again." You went on."You know something, we might have an even bigger problem than that." You realized.
"How does this get bigger?" Jo questioned.
"Holmes built an apartment building in Chicago. They called it the murder castle. The whole place was a death factory. They had trapdoors, acid vats, quicklime pits. He built these secret chambers...inside the walls. He'd lock his victims in, keep them alive for days. Some he would suffocate, others, he'd let starve to death." You explained.
"So Theresa could still be alive." Jo hoped. "She could be insidethesewalls."
"We need sledgehammers, crowbars. We got to smash these walls anywhere thick enough to hide a girl." Dean declared.
You guys split up again Dean with Jo and You with Sam. Sam was keeping in contact with Jo by phone. You two were almost done with the first floor, but you hadn't found anything yet."So how did you know so much about Holmes?" Sam asked as you moved to the second floor.
"My older brother Ryan was a big crime buff in college so he would tell me all kinds of different stories." You explained.
"Oh I didn't know you had an older brother, that means he's still alive. He didn't get killed by the demon." Sam commented.
"Yeah, but he broke things off with my dad a long time ago so I have no clue where he would be now." You told him.
"Yeah that sounds familiar, maybe one of these days we can go find him." Sam offered.
"Yeah, maybe." You started to say when you ran into Dean in the hallway.
"He's got Jo." Dean cried.
"What?" You asked.
"How'd that happen?" Sam questioned.
"I wasn't with her. I left her alone." Dean explained. "D*mn it!"
"Hey, hey look we'll find her." Sam said trying to calm Dean down.
"Where?" Dean spat.
"Inside the walls." Sam stated.
"We were inside the walls." Dean growled. "None of the other girls are there. She won't be either."
As you three walked back to the apartment you remembered something you noticed on the blueprints of the building. There was a sewer system running right under the building and you remembered how Holmes had a basement underneath the murder castle, Holmes might have taken Jo down there.
While Sam was looking at the papers and Dean was on the phone with who you assumed to be Ellen. You snuck back up to the floor where Jo went missing. You saw a hole in the wall that Dean made and climbed inside it. You shined your flashlight around and noticed a hole that led down."Well here I go," You mumbled as you jumped down the hole. After you reached the bottom of the hole your phone rang. "Hey Dean." You answered.
"Y/N, where the hell are you!?" Dean yelled through the phone.
"I'm going after Jo, I noticed a sew-." You whispered as you crawled through the walls.
"Sewer system, yeah, I know Sam figured it out, but you need to get out of there. If anything were to happen to you." Dean expressed.
"I'll be fine, I'll be extra careful. Besides I'm way more afraid of Ellen than I am of the ghost of H.H. Holmes." You smirked as you continued deeper.
"Y/N, I just-I can't lose you too." Dean admitted.
"Aw, that's so sweet, you'll make me blush." You joked. "You guys can meet me in the sewer I'll see if I can find Jo. I hear water so I think I'm close." You hung up the phone and jumped down again into a sewer. You noticed an iron pipe laying on the ground and picked it up to use against Holmes.
As you continued through the tunnel you heard pounding and crying nearby. So you turned and saw a small hole just big enough for you to fit held the pipe close to your body and crawled through the hole when you reached the other side you fell into a puddle of water in a bigger room with chutes around the big enough to hold young women."Whose there?" You heard Jo called from one of the chutes.
"Hey Jo. Thank God you're okay." You smiled as you walked up to her.
"Where are Sam and Dean?" Jo asked you and you broke up the door.
"I'm sure they are on their way," You replied as Jo climbed out and you two helped get Theresa out.
"I think he is still here." Jo warned you as she checked on Theresa. "Y/N look out!" Jo shouted as Holmes came at you and Theresa screamed. You swung the pipe at him causing him to disappear for a moment.
"Protect Theresa." You ordered Jo as they stayed near one of the corners of the room. He charged you but you hit him again, then he suddenly appeared behind you and grabbed your hair and yanked on it. "Ow!" You cried out when you heard a shotgun fire and Holmes disappeared through a grate on the other side of the room. Sam and Dean unlocked the metal, framed gate on the other side and joined you.
"Hey are you okay?" Dean asked looking you over to make sure you were okay. Sam went to check on Jo and Theresa. "You alright, Jo?"
"I've been better. Let's get the hell out of here before he comes back." Jo groaned as she got up.
"Actually, I don't think you're leaving here just yet." Dean stated.
"What?" Jo cried.
"Remember when I said you being bait was a bad plan?" Dean asked her. "Now it's kind of the only one we got."
"If you need someone to be bait, I could do it." You offered.
"No it has to be Jo. You make sure that Theresa gets out of here Y/N" Dean stated. You sighed and went along with his plan, reluctantly. Sam told you how to get out and you led Theresa out of the sewer. You asked her to not tell anyone about what happened she agreed and went on her way.
When you got back to the ladder Sam, Dean, and Jo were climbing up it. "So...is this job as glamorous as you thought it would be?" Sam asked Jo.
"Well, except for all the pee-your-plants terror, yeah." Jo nodded. "But that Theresa girl's gonna live a life 'cause of us. It's worth it, isn't it?"
"Yeah." Sam agreed with her. "Yeah, it is."
"Hey, what if somebody finds that sewer down there or a storm washes the salt away?" Jo asked.
"Oh I don't think we need to worry that." You smiled as Dean drove up with a cement truck and backed it up to the hole "Good!" Dean got out and he and Sam unlocked the chute to send the cement down the hole.
"You ripped off a cement truck?" Jo spoke in amazement.
"I'll give it back." Dean shrugged as he pulled the lever and cement poured into the hole. "Well, that ought to keep him down there till hell freezes over."
On the way back to the Road house you, Sam, and Jo sat in the backseat while Ellen sat in the front seat next to Dean. It had to be the worst situation you could be in. "Well, you-you really weren't kidding about flying out, were you?" Dean asked Ellen finally breaking the silence. Ellen ignored him. "How about we listen to some music?" Dean suggested as he turned the radio on, but Ellen turned it back off. "This is gonna be a long drive." When you finally made it back to the Roadhouse Ellen grabbed Jo by the arm and dragged her into the bar. "Ellen...It was my fault. Okay? I lied to you, and I'm sorry. But Jo did good out there. I think her dad would be proud."
"Don't you dare say that-Not you." Ellen growled at Dean. "I need a moment with my daughter-alone."
You three waited outside until Jo came stomping out of the bar and walked past you guys. Dean chased after her, it looked like they were having a serious talk but you couldn't hear what they were saying. Jo walked off and Dean came back to the car with a somber look on his face.
