Little Sister

Here it is! Part two of the Pilot.



I didn\'t want to take away any of the \'Dean and Sam\' scenes or have Airy be glued to the hip with her brothers. Airy and Dean\'s realationship is nothing like Airy and Sam\'s, and Sam and Dean\'s realationship is one of a kind as well. So you\'ll see a mix of Sam/Dean, Airy/Sam and Airy/Dean parts throughout the whole story, as well as scenes with all three. I have 4 brothers and sisters, and every Multi-sibling person knows how different each realitionship can be. I\'m going to try to stay true to that.



Like I said, I don\'t want to take away from the Winchesters by adding Airy, I want to Add.



Hope you all like!



P.S; There will problaby be some Spelling errors, as I am still looking for a Beta. I apologize ahead of time for them.



Songs for this Chapter; Any Black Sabbath, Motorhead, Metallica, AC/DC song. Mullet rock all the way! ^.~





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Aradia walked into Sam\'s apartment, miffed that Dean had made her go inside. Dean had wanted to make sure that Sam was on his way out even though he had only been gone a few minutes. Aradia\'s best guess was that Dean had picked up on Aradia\'s desire to say something rude or nothing at all. So he sent her in to try and force her to talk to him. Aradia hated it when Dean did stuff like that… But she would also do anything for him. Even play nice with Sam and his girlfriend for a few moments.



Aradia walked down the hall when she heard Sam and his girl talking. Years ago she would have stopped and waited; today she just walked to the door and waited until Sam finished his sentence. Which also seemed to be his parting words.



"I\'ll be back in time, I promise.." He said, taking her face into his hands, and kissing her on the forehead.



Aradia then rapped her knuckles softly on their door, causing them both to turn and look at her. Seeing as Sam\'s girl was in a pair of shorts as short as Aradia\'s where earlier, and even smaller t-shirt (The smurfs? Really?..) didn\'t give a very good first impression. But Aradia wasn\'t one to judge on looks alone.. Especially not 4 o\' clock in the morning looks.



Aradia looked to Sam\'s shocked face, and his girl\'s bordering-on-bright-red embarrassed look.



"Dean sent me.. Says \'Move your ass, you\'re burning my daylight\'." In a bored voice.



"The sun isn\'t even up yet… and it\'s not just his daylight." Sam said while rolling his eyes.



"You tell him that… You got everything?" Aradia asked, wanting to get out of Sam\'s \'love nest\' as quick as possible.



"Yes… Wait, let me double check." Sam then said, as he turned and walked back into the master bathroom.



It was then that Sam\'s girlfriend looked to Aradia, and smiled.



"Hi… I\'m Jessica. Sam\'s girlfriend." She said, still looking a bit red. Well at least that answered the question of what her name was.



"Aradia.. His sister."



"So… You must really be proud of Sam." Jessica said, Leadingly. Aradia then raised her eyebrows. She\'d seen that trick used before, and it never ended good. She\'s have to be careful if she wanted to avoid a fight.



"Proud? Why?" Aradia asked, actually curious.



"His LSAT Scores came in… He scored a 174." Jessica was specking like it was the most obvious thing it the world. Aradia\'s jaw locked. Ok, now she officially did not like this girl.



"Wow. Great. Didn\'t know." It was obvious from the strain in her voice she was biting her tongue. She told Dean she\'d play nice. She\'d play nice.



Jessica sighed, and crossed her arms looking offended.



"You know, if I was Sam\'s sister I would make a point to ask what was going on in his life… you can\'t expect to find out if you don\'t ask." Jessica said, sounding a bit to holier-then-thought for Airy\'s liking. It was then that all the dots connected in Aradia\'s mind.



Jessica had just been dying to say this to one of Sam\'s family, probably for quite some time. She obviously didn\'t like that fact that Sam\'s family hadn\'t been more involved in his life the past 4 years. It was just to bad that she didn\'t say it to Dean or Dad, who would have been good and shamed by the woman\'s words. To Aradia on the other hand, it only meant that biting her tongue was no longer a option.



"And if I was Sam\'s girlfriend, I would of made it a point to try and get him to talk to his family instead of just keeping him nice and cozy at home…" Aradia snapped back cruelly. A very big bite coming from a unexepecitly small fish. Jessica suddenly looked very taken aback.



"Sam and his father where fighting.. I didn\'t want to press the issue." It was obvious she wasn\'t expecting Aradia to fight back. She even looked a little guilty.



"Dean and I aren\'t Dad… We would of liked to of known how he was doing."



"Well, if you where so worried, you would of tried to contact him yourself!" Jessica said, in a defiant and protective tone that Aradia actually approved of.



"I DID try to contact him. I called him every single day, the summer he left.. And I wrote him every week up to Christmas the same year."



Jessica now looked totally shocked and completely guiltily.



"I… I didn\'t know…" Jessica said. All signs of fight leaving her words.



Aradia calmed down now. Not just because Jessica had put down her arms, so to speak. But because she believed her. It was more then likely that Sam didn\'t tell her, and Jessica really didn\'t know. Aradia wouldn\'t hold a grudge against her for that.



Plus, picking a fight with Sam\'s girlfriend at their first introduction usually meant fighting with her continually over the course of her and Sam\'s relationship. And Aradia really didn\'t want to do that. Jessica was just standing up for Sam, it was just bad luck that she stood up to the wrong Winchester.



"Well.. You can\'t expect to find out if you don\'t ask, right?…" Aradia said with kind, almost angelic smile. Jessica realized that Aradia wasn\'t mad at her for trying to start a fight. She smiled sweetly back at Aradia, and both women knew they wouldn\'t have to fight with one another other anytime soon. Jess was a sweet girl that was just trying to look after her man. What a good woman should do. Airy actually thought that was kinda cool of her... kinda.



It was then that Sam came out of the master bedroom, and cleared his throat a little. It was obvious that he had heard what was said. Aradia\'s smile dropped instantly even as she looked him straight in the eye. It was then that she waved him on.



"Come on; before Dean calls.." Aradia said coldly, as she turned around and headed to the door. She made sure not to move to fast.



After another quick goodbye, Sam fallowed Aradia out. Since his legs were about twice as long as Aradia\'s he didn\'t even have to speed up in order to catch her. Aradia just took out her Ipod, and started unrolling her Skullcandy earbuds again. Sam adjusted the strap on his backpack and put his hand in his pocket.



"At least tell me where your going!" Jessica pouted from the bedroom, and Aradia heard Sam chuckle in response as they walked out the door.



"Hey, Airy.. Thanks.. For.. You know." Sam said, nudging his head towards where Jessica was moments before. Airy just shrugged as she put on her head phones, and pressed the play button.



The \'Sam Silence\' resumed.





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Aradia had been playing her Ipod non-stop since they left Sam\'s apartment, but was also reading. She finished her last book, so now a worn-out print of Anne rice\'s \'Servant of the Bones\' was propped open in her lap. "Interview with the vampire" had been her favorite for years, but her copy of that had been lost in a hunt sometime last year.



So it was easy to completely ignore her brothers for a best part of the drive. But when they stopped at a gas station she couldn\'t help but overhear a part of their conversation. First it was just about the credit card scams Dad and Dean ran, but then conversation then took a interesting twist.



"Dude… You seriously need to update your cassette tape collection.."



"What? Why?"



"Well, for one, they\'re Cassette tapes…"



Aradia paused her song (\'Whisper\', Amy Lee) as she eavesdropped on the conversation from the back seat.



"And secondly… Black Sabbath? Motorhead? Metallica?" Sam said, taking out and tossing in same tapes as he when through them. "It\'s the greatest hits of Mullet rock.."



"House rules, Sam.. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole."



"And don\'t diss Metallica, Sam… You might find yourself getting mauled by the fangirl from the back seat." Sam\'s head then snapped to Aradia in shock, as she shot him another angelic.. Yet sadistic.. Grin. Dean barked out a laugh as he passed her a bag of sunchips and a Serria mist.



"That\'s my girl.. Eat up, Sweetheart." Aradia snatched the gifts joyfully as she gave him a one-armed hug from the back seat.



"Thanks!" was all she said before she jumped into snacking and put her ear buds back in. She didn\'t unpause her Ipod though, as she was to busy tearing into her bag.



"Dean… What\'s wrong with Airy?…" Aradia froze for a moment. Then went back to opening her bag, as if she didn\'t hear them. Apparently they didn\'t know she had paused her songs to begin with.



"Wrong with her?.. Nothing\'s wrong with her. Airy\'s perfectly fine." Dean said defensively.



"She\'s obviously not fine.. something\'s up with her. I\'d just like to know what."



"What do you mean?..."



"I mean… At the house, She nearly jumped down Jessica\'s neck, and next thing I know, they are smiling at one another like old friends. And she\'s been spitting out these snide, almost cruel remarks one moment and the next she\'s hugging and thanking you."



Dean shrugged. "She likes me more then she likes you… So?"



"So… The hugging and the smiling I get, she was always a happy kid. But where did she pick up that… Mean streak? And why is it showing itself and disappearing every other minute?"



"Dude, give her a break.. You just insulted her band, and she\'s been a little Stressed."



" \'She\'s a little stressed?\'.. more like \'She\'s a little bipolar!\' " Sam snapped, finally losing his patience with his older brother. "Open your eyes Dean, there is something in wrong with her!" Aradia cringed at those words. It was a insult, and a harsh one, even if Sam didn\'t know it.



"Well the past few years haven\'t exactly been easy on her, Allright?… Mybe if you\'d been around, you\'d know what was going on with her!" Dean said in a harsh voice that effectively halted Sam in his tracks. Sam\'s face looked a little lost and hurt at the comment.



"Trust me, Sammy. She\'s okay. Just give her a little room and she\'ll come around." as he put a AC/DC tape in the tape deck.



"You know; Sammy is a chubby 12 year old.. It\'s Sam now."



"Sorry, Sammy, I can\'t hear you over the music.." Dean said, adding in his smart-allic laugh as he turned the volume up, and pulled out of the gas station. Aradia just frowned, as she grabbed a chip from her bag and unpaused her music. Only one thought was on her mind as that point. A thought that caused her more pain then she thought it would.



\'Sammy really thinks that way about me now?…\'





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Aradia looked out the window as they approached an old beaten-up bridge. It was surrounded by police cars and search teams. She quickly took out her ear buds, and tapped Dean on the shoulder to catch his attention.



"Cops, dead ahead. Looks like our girl got another one."



"Me and Sam will take this one.." Dean said as he started to slow the car down. Airy nodded, knowing she was going to have to sit this one out. She may pass for the "little sister\' or "concerned citizen" but she was way to young to pass for an official of any kind.



She grabbed the box from Dean as he passed it to her.. The box that now held about forty Ids. A collection of fake, counterfeit, copied or stolen Ids from all over greeted her as she open it up. From college professor, to heart surgeon, all the way to the FBI.



"So… U.S. Marshalls or State troopers?" She asked. Sam looked back and forth, Stuttering.



"U.S Marshalls, I think I see some troops already on the bridge." Dean said, and Airy quickly passed Dean his I.D. Then, whipping out her wand and giving a quick tap, she transfigured the photo of another ID to look just like Sam. She then passed it to him with a proud smile. Face-side-up so he could see her handy work.



"Did you just VOO-DOO a fake ID?" Sam stated, looking in shock and horror at his sister. Aradia\'s face immediately fell.



"Told you man; She\'s amazing!" Dean said, with a proud smile. He then looked back at Aradia and frowned when he saw her face.



"I just changed the picture.. Don\'t want it, FINE.. Toss it when your done." Aradia snapped back, and Sam looked shocked again. Aradia then pulled in her legs and slipped down to the floor of the Impala; so the Police wouldn\'t see her sitting in the car.



"No, No, it\'s not that I\'m not grateful, It\'s just… Airy!" Sam said, now trying to peek over the back seat to try and talk to her. Dean stopped the Impala completely, and slammed the gear into \'Park\'.



"Just come with me, Sam…" Dean said, with a exasperated sigh in his voice. Dean then took out his keys, opened his door and was gone. Sam tried to talk a few more times but after stumblingly over his tongue for the fifth time, he just fallowed Dean to the bridge where there was police and a lone abandoned car waiting for them.





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"So this kid Troy, he\'s dating your daughter isn\'t he? How\'s Amy doing?" The police officer said, looking past the car to his partner.



"She\'s putting up missing posters downtown…" The other officer said, As Sam and Dean stopped in front of them.



"You fella\'s had another one just like this last month, didn\'t ya?.." Dean said, as he made a note to go see this Amy girl in town after they finished here.



"Who are you?.." The Officer said, looking over the two men.



Dean the took out his fake badge, and showed it to the officer as his brother did the same behind him. Afterwards, Sam walked to the car and started looking it over.



"You two are a little young for Marshals, aren\'t you?" The officer questioned openly.



"Thanks, that\'s awfully kind of you…" Dean said, completely deflecting the oficer\'s question as he turned towards the car. "You did have another one just like this correct?"



"Yeah, about a mile up the road. There have been others before that."



"So this victim, you knew him?" Sam questioned as he finished looking through the driver\'s window.



The police officer nodded. "Town like this, everybody knows everybody."



"So what\'s the theory?"



"Honestly? We don\'t know." the officer said, shaking his head. "Serial murder? Kidnapping ring?"



"Well that is exactly the kind of crack police work that I\'d expect out of you guys…" Dean said, with a cocky tone and smile. Sam immediately stomped on his foot to shut him up and stop him from insulting the officers further.



"Thank you for you time." Sam then said, as he nudged at Dean, and started walking away. He ended by nodding respectful in Goodbye.



"Gentlemen.."





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Aradia waited a few moments before she snuck closer to the window, then peaked out of the top of the glass. Just in time to see Sam stomp on Dean\'s feet, then excuse themselves from the police. A few seconds later, when she saw Dean stalking behind Sam, and smirked.



5...4...3...2.…1! SMACK! Dean\'s hand hit the soft of Sam\'s head, right on que. Aradia giggled to herself as Sam and Dean both fell into bickering. Airy smiled and enjoyed the familiar scene, until she saw a sheriff and two teal F.B.I agents walking onto the scene.. Aradia\'s heart dropped, because she knew when Dean was ranting, he\'d say anything and everything… Including something that could get both him and Sam arrested, or put under suspicion.



"Ohno ohno ohno ohno OH NO!" Aradia shrieked to herself as The troopers and the FBI stopped right in front of her brothers, and seemed to be listening in to the conversation.





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"Why\'d you have to stomp on my foot?"



"Why\'d YOU have to talk to the police like that?" Sam hissed back, as he rubbed his head.



"Oh, Come on!" Dean said, now stepping in front of his brother and cutting him off.



"They don\'t really know what\'s going on… We\'re all alone on this. If we\'re gonna find dad we\'ve gotta get to the bottom of this thing ourselves…"



It was then that Sam cleared his throat, and Dean turned around. There, standing right behind him where two FBI agents accompanied by the town Sheriff… Dean inwardly gulped.



"Can I help you boys?.." The Sheriff said slowly, observing them from behind his sunglasses.



"No sir, we were just leaving…" Dean said, and he and Sam both started heading back to the Impala. He then nodded in greeting to the two FBI agents.



"Agent Mulder, Agent Skully…"



The Sheriff paused a few steps away, and watched the two brothers closely as they left. Once they where a minute or so away from the bridge, Airy climbed up from the floor of the Impala and popped back up into her seat.



"Airy, When I said what I did, I didn\'t mean.."



"Sam, I get it.. don\'t worry about it." Was Airy\'s only response, as she took out her Ipod again.



"But Airy, I…" Sam tried to say, But Airy was already gone. \'Sam Silence\' reigned yet again.



"Smooth, Sammy… Real smooth." Dean commented from beside his brother.



"No need to rub it in, Dean…"



"Just saying, man…" Dean said, looking away from the road to look at his brother. "First time she uses one of her new \'magic tricks\' for you, and you totally flip out on her.. Classy…"



Sam then groaned, feeling even more guilty as he sank into his seat. "Yeah.. Thanks.."



He had messed up and offended his little sister.. He got that, shame on him… Now how in the hell was he going to fix it?





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All three Winchester children walked up to the town theater. There they saw two girls in punk apparel putting up missing fliers. Airy smiled a little as she saw one of the girls had a pentagram around her neck, but she reminded herself not to be to happy. If she was a real witch, one type or the other, she would have already known something was wrong with the disappearances. Therefore Troy, The latest victim, wouldn\'t have been by the highway at all.



"I bet you that\'s her.." Dean said, walking up to said girl.



"You must be Amy. Troy told us about you." Dean said, shaking her hand. "We\'re his uncles. I\'m Dean, this is Sammy. This is his cousin, Airy." Airy then smiled, and stepped forward, shaking her hand as well. Amy seemed more at ease seeing the two men with a girl around her age.



"Pleased to meet you.. How are things going on this side?.. We haven\'t found anything from the bridge, or anywhere else for that matter." Airy said, obvious concern in her voice. Sam found himself a little surprised at how easily Airy was willing to lie now. When she was little, she\'d never speak a word outside the truth unless she had to. But then again the \'had to\' lies where mostly about the family business.



"Slow.. Very slow; We haven\'t really found anything ether." Amy started, when another girl came up from the side. She was also holding a stack of \'missing\' fliers for Troy.



"Hey, are you ok?.." The girl said, sounding a little worried and apprehensive of the newcomers.



"Yeah." Amy said, to the other girl.



"Do you mind if we ask you a couple of questions?.." Sam asked. Both girls quickly agreed.





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"I was on the phone with Troy. He was driving home late from the Halloween party. He said he would call me right back, but he never did." Amy said, as all five of them sat in a stall in the near by restaurant. Airy was glad that she was tiny, because Sam and Dean seemed to take up most of their side of the booth.



"He didn\'t say anything strange, or out of the ordinary?" Sam asked, as the other girl listened in.



"No; Not that I remember."



"I like your necklace.." Sam said, going off on his own conversation. That suddenly reminded Airy that she needed to go on some poking of her own. Airy blinked and looked over the two girls in front of her to see if she could find anything. Looking for any hint of clue that could help them.



Amy seemed to be a good girl that was entering her rebellious stage. She was listening to loud music, had obviously changed her wardrobe recently, and probably began acting out at school.. Airy knew the type. Hell, She was the type.. But she was also honestly and completely worried about her boyfriend. A boyfriend that Airy knew had a job, a car and was probably into the same things as she was. Nothing bad or secretive there that Airy could tell.



Airy then turned her eyes over to the other girl. She seemed to be harder to Read. Just Emotions, Emotions, Emotions. They where flashing over her face. She was worried and nervous. Worried about all the disappearances and missing guys… Airy could see that. But she also kept on giving sideways-glances at her friend and at Airy and her brothers, and looking worried and Guilty. Airy raised a small eyebrow. She was acting like someone who had done something horribly wrong to the other person, and was just waiting for the shoe to fall. It was then that Airy realized that the girl was still holding the stack of missing Troy fliers in her lap. Holding onto them like a lifeline. The dots connected in Airy\'s Mind.



Airy\'s best guess? The girl had more then likely slept with Troy.. Her best friends boyfriend… She was worried that her friend or the police would find out, or that Troy\'s \'family\' sitting across from them might know, and tell. Her life and her friendship with Amy would be ruined if anyone found out… that would explain the looks, the weirdness, the nervousness and the flier hugging. Airy would bet money on it.



Aradia blinked two times as she looked unbelievingly at the two girls in front of her. She came back to the conversation at hand. Talk about your soap opera. Airy thought. Next time.. Use Tarot cards.



"…Girl got murdered out on Centennial like… decades ago. Well, supposedly she\'s still out there. She hitchhikes, and whoever picks her up—Well, they disappear forever."



Sam and Dean then both looked at one another, and Airy perked up. Looks like they got some info after all.





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Dean sat at the library computer with \'The Jericho Herald\' website on the screen. Sam hovering over him in his own chair. They were currently trying to confirm the death of a woman, any woman, that may have been killed on centennial highway.



Dean typed in \'Female Murder Hitchhiking\' into the empty search bar. After loading for a few seconds the page came back, \'No results found.\'



He tried again, this time taking away the word \'Hitchhicking\' and replacing it with \'Centennial Highway\'. Again it loads, \'No results found.\'



Sam then sticks his hand out, and tries to grab the mouse away.



"Here, let me try…" Sam said, then getting a slap on his hand from his brother for his efforts.



"I got it.." Dean says to his little brother, trying to go back to the search engine.



Sam then grabs the back of Dean\'s office chair forcefully, and pushes it away. Making the chair AND Dean roll away from the computer table. He then takes over the computer console; mouse, keyboard and all.



"DUDE.." Dean says, rolling back over, and punching his brother in the shoulder. "Your such a control freak…"



"So… Spirits are born out of violent deaths, right?" Sam commented as he started typing on the page. He voice seeming to say, \'Computer is mine now.. Moving along.\'



"Um…Yeah." Dean said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.



"So, what if it wasn\'t murder?.." Sam said, now switching the word \'Murder\' for \'Suicide\'.



\'Female suicide centennial Highway\' was then sent into the search engine.



After a few seconds the page loaded back reading, \'One result found\'. Dean looked at his brother, dumbstruck, as Sam clicked on the link and read the article that had a picture of a beautiful young woman on the front. A woman with pale white skin long dark hair.



"This was 1981. Constance Welch, 24 years old. Jumps off Sylvania Bridge and drowns in the river."



"Did it say why she did it?…" Dean said, now inching closer, looking over the screen.



"Yeah…" Sam said, giving a small and sad sigh.



"What?" Dean said, waiting for the explanation as to what would cause the woman to off herself and his brother to feel sorry for her.



"An hour before they found her, she calls 911... Her two little kids are in the bathtub, she leaves them alone for a minute…



When she comes back, they aren\'t breathing. Both die."



"Hmm…" Dean said. Apparently he thought that was a good enough reason.



"\'Our babies where gone and contance just couldn\'t bear it..\' says husband, Joseph Welch…" Sam said, Then pointing to another picture on the article.



"That bridge look familiar to you?"





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Airy chilled out in the Impala as Sam and Dean went into the library looking for some information about the woman that died on the highway. The library computer was their first trip, as always, so she figured she\'d just take a step back and give Dean some time with Sam. Airy was fine with not talking to him at all.



Really; It wasn\'t Sammy\'s fault. He left the Year after she officially entered the wizarding world, she had to grow claws and change fast.. Very fast.. In order to keep herself sane and safe. Him disappearing hurt her in ways she did think possible, and the fact that he didn\'t write back or try to contact her at all when she tried to contact him just hurt her all the more. But apart of her knew..



The guy she was traveling with wasn\'t her brother Sammy. He wasn\'t the who used to joke about her teaching herself how to cook, or help her get through her schoolwork and her occult books before bedtime. The brother that used to quiz her in math and tell her stories or read a chapter from a book when theri father was gone..



This was Sam now. Stanford student, LSAT victor, King-of-the-campus-library Sam. Just like she had changed, he had changed to. She knew that and needed to respect it. But.. She just didn\'t know how. Not yet, anyway.



It was then that Airy spotted Sam and Dean then came out of the library. She then sighed and finally put her Ipod away. The least that she could do was try and give him a shot.





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Dean, Sam, and Airy all stood on the bridge looking over the dark and muddy river water. Airy, feeling the most daring, actually leaned over the ledge to peer down.



"So this is where Constance took the swan dive…" Dean said, as he turned around and looked at his younger siblings.



"So you think dad would have been here?.." Sam said, turning away from the water.



"Well.. He was chasing the same story, and we\'re chasing him."



"Yeah, but this story isn\'t adding up." Airy said as she set her feet back on the ground, catching both of her brothers\' attention.



"What do you mean by that?.." Sam asked, looking confused.



"Exactly what I said; this isn\'t adding up…" Airy said, now turning to face her brothers, who where now eyeing her questioningly. Airy sighed, and jumped into a her explanation.



"Constance jumped off the bridge, Right?" Airy asked, both of her brothers nodding.



"Well, If she\'s a normal ghost, She would be pushing or compelling people to jump off the bridge. Just like she did.. People in mourning or in misery, INCLUDING Women… but no one has jumped off the bridge since her. Not ONE person. And all the victims where driving down the highway, but NONE of them were found here, or were reported to have stopped at the bridge, save Troy. The last guy. And none of the bodies have been pulled out from here, ether. And all the victims.. ALL of them.. where men."



"You don\'t think Constance is our casper?" Dean said in surprise. Airy just shrugged.



"I\'m just saying that I think there\'s something else going on…"



"Constance was the only woman that ever died on centennial, Airy… I\'m positive it\'s her." Sam said, sounding a little defensive.



"For what it\'s worth, Airy…." Dean said, looking back and forth from brother to sister. Then speaking. "I think Sam\'s right on this one.. It\'s Constance. Got to be, no question."



"I never said it wasn\'t her!" Airy said, then raised her arms in submission. It was obvious that Dean was going to take Sam\'s side on this, all the way. "You guys NEVER listen to me! All I\'m saying is that…"



Airy then paused and thought over her words. Now putting her hands down, and crossing them around her. "Ghosts are pretty set in their ways, caught in there own cycles, Right? Just seems like there\'s more to this story."



"Okay, so now what?…" Sam said, sounding a bit miffed that Airy was challenging his research.



"So now we keep digging til we find Dad. It might take a while." Dean said leadingly.. Sam immediately resorted.



"Dean, I TOLD you, I have to be back.."



"By Monday." Dean and Airy replied, Airy now pulling her arms closer to her chest as she shook her head, and started walking back to the car. Dean and Sam following slowly behind.



"Right, The interview."



"Yeah. The Interview."



"Allmost forgot... So you\'re really serious about this aren\'t you? You think you\'re just gonna become some lawyer? Marry your girl?" Dean said, Airy groaned as she got a good distance ahead of her brothers. She really didn\'t want to hear this. Dean was not helping his cause at all.



"Maybe. Why not?" Sam said, now stopping in the middle of the bridge facing Dean. Sam was obviously ready to duke it out. Dean then turned around and looked Sam straight in the face.



That was when Airy started to feel a sense of cold wash over her. Her hunter instincts and alarms immediately went off. She froze in the middle of the street as her hair started standing on edge.. Whatever energy that was floating around them made her feel cold and odd, and made her head spin. There was a spirit somewhere around them.. Probably Constance..



"Dean.. Sam.. Can we not do this now?…" Airy called from a bit further up the bridge.



"Does Jessica know the truth about you?.." Dean asked, and Airy closed her eyes. Too late to stop Dean from putting his foot in his mouth, but still... Maybe she could get a lock on the sprit she was sensing. "I mean, does she know about the things you\'ve done?"



"No, and she\'s not ever going to find out…"



"Sam." Airy said, trying to get there attention again.



"Well, That\'s healthy.."



"Dean." Airy said, as the sense got stronger and stronger, and she started to see her breath in front of her turn into a small white fog.. The spirit was close… REALLY close, and was gathering energy quickly.



"You can pretend all you want, Sammy. But sooner or later you\'re going to have to face up to who you really are..." Dean said, finally turning and walking back down the bridge.



"Dean…" Airy said, getting a little worried, as she noticed the spirit was literally at the bridge, with them. At that very moment.



"And who\'s that?"



"SAMMY..\' Aradia said, panic now starting to rise in her voice. Colder and colder, closer and closer.



"One of us.." Dean said, motioning to Airy and himself.



"DEAN…" Airy said, as she felt the spirit start to manifest… Pissed off, evil, malice filled energy that put every nerve in Airy\'s body stand on end.



"No! I\'m NOT like you two! This is NOT going to be my life." Sam said, and Aradia\'s panic overwhelmed the pain that one comment caused.



"DEAN.. SAM.." Aradia said, in a higher pitched voice, as the spirit started to center itself about 20 feet down the bridge. Darker and darker, stronger and stronger.



"You have a reasonability!" Dean said, as if it was god\'s law.



"TO WHAT?" Sam screamed back, as he got in Dean\'s face. "To Dad, and his crusade? If it wasn\'t for pictures, I wouldn\'t even know what mom looks like!"



It was then that Airy felt it. Like a light bulb popping, or a mouse trap going off… She was there. Aradia\'s eyes snapped open in horror as she looked at her. Constance Welsh. Evil, Beautiful. Wearing a long, white dress… Aradia\'s voice caught in her throat. She couldn\'t scream, she couldn\'t talk, and her brothers where to far away.



"And even if we do find that thing that killed her.. Mom\'s gone…" Dean then grabbed Sammy by the shoulders, and slammed him into the metal siding of the bridge. Both looking at one another with rage in their eyes.



"Don\'t you EVER talk about her like that again…"



"SHE\'S HERE!" Airy then screamed. It was then both Sam and Dean finally looked over and both their eyes widened in shock. All three stood and stared at her as Constance just stared back at them. It was then that Constance jumped.. One arm raised as if waving good-bye.



Suddenly all three of them where bolting to where she had been, their heart\'s racing. Was she still there? Why did she jump? Where did she go, and where was she at now?..



Unfortunately the only thing that they found out when they all looked over the edge of the bridge was that Constance was no where in sight. Airy and Dean looked at one another with inquisitive stares..



All of a suddenly, the engine of the Impala roared to life.



Sam, Airy, and Dean all turned to the end of the bridge, where the Impala was sitting. Staring into the headlights like deer.



"Dude… Who\'s driving your Car?.." Sam said, with a hint of fear in his voice.



Dean merely took out the Impala\'s keys from his jacket pocket, and held then out for both to see. There tiny metal jingle might as well of been an air-raid alarm.



The Impala\'s roar suddenly became a screeching stampede as the car started barreling at them. Airy barely managed to scream, "IT\'S A TRAP!", before Sam yelled, "Come on, Let\'s go! GO!" All three went from standing like statues, to running as fast as humanly possible in the other direction. The only thoughts in their minds was how to run faster, and how to get all of them out of this alive.



The Impala\'s roar grew loader as it started gaining on them. They could tell from their shadows on the pavement, made by the car\'s headlights, how close it was. And just how much closer it was getting. Faster and faster, brighter and brighter. They ran as fast as then could, their feet pounding against the pavement in an adrenaline-filled dash…



But legs where no match for wheels, and soon Constance was meer feet behind them. It was then that all three seemed to make the same choice.



They couldn\'t out-run the car.. So they need to get the hell out of it\'s way.



A light bulb went off in Airy\'s mind, and she booked sharply to her left. To the other side of the bridge and away from her brothers… She stopped only when she hit the railing on the opposite side of the bridge.. Using one of her old gymnastic tricks to stop her own body weight and speed from flipping her over. A simple \'Low grip hold\'. And the car simply passed her by. The bright lights zooming past, tossing her hair around her in the wake of it\'s speed.



Sam and Dean ran to the right… and leapt over the safety rails of the bridge. First Sam, then Dean.



Aradia\'s heart stopped as she watched her brothers disappear over the edge of the bridge, and heard the harsh and sickening splash of water that followed.