The three of them are in the motel as Ana is sitting on her and Dean's bed reading a book, that isn't about lore for once. It is a Harry Potter book, particularly Chamber of Secrets. Sam is on the phone with some dude named Caleb, Ana wasn't paying attention to what he was talking, as it isn't her business to know. All she knows is that Sam has been calling around John's friends to see if they have heard for them. Neither have them had, which is no surprise. 

"No, Dad was in California last we heard from him. We just thought...he comes to you for 'munitions...maybe you've seen him in the last few weeks. Just call us if you hear anything." Sam says to the person on the phone.

"'Kay." The person says.

"Thanks." Sam says.

"You bet." The person says as Sam hangs up the phone.

"Caleb hasn't heard from him?" Dean asks.

"Nope. And neither has Jefferson or Pastor Jim. What about the journal? Any leads in there?" Sam asks.

"No, same as last time I looked. Nothing I make out...I love the guy, but I swear, he writes like friggin' Yoda." Dean says.

"You know, maybe we should call the Feds. File a missing person." Sam says, as Ana flips the page in her book.

"We've talked about this. Dad will be pissed if we put the Feds on his tail." Dean says to his brother.

"I don't care anymore." Sam says as a cellphone rings, as Dean crosses the room. "After all that happened back in Kansas. I mean.... he should've been there, Dean. You said yourself. You tried to call him and... nothing." 

"I know!" Dean says as he rummages through his duffel. "Where the hell is my phone?" Dean asks.

"You know, he could be dead for all we know." Sam theorizes.

"Don't say that! He's not dead! He's -- he's..." Dean says as he finds his phone.

"He's what? He's hiding? He's busy?" Sam asks as Dean finds and flicks his phone open.

From: Unavailable Subject
Subject: 42, -89

"I don't believe it." Dean says with a scoff that makes Ana look up from her book.

"What?" Ana asks.

"It's uh.... it's a text message. It's coordinates." Dean says as he goes to Ana's computer.

"You think Dad was texting us?" Sam asks in disbelief.

"He's given us, coordinates before." Dean says.

"The man can barely work a toaster, Dean." Sam says.

"Sam, it's good news! It means, he's okay or alive at least." Dean says, as Ana puts down her book and walks behind Dean as he looks on the computer.

"Well, was there a number on the caller ID?" Sam asks.

"Nah, it said 'unknown'." Dean says.

"Well, where do the coordinates point?" Sam asks.

"Huh, that's the interesting part. Rockford, Illinois." Ana says as she looks at the computer screen in front of her.

"Okay, and that's interesting how?" Sam asks.

"I checked the local Rockford paper. Take a look at this." Ana says as she reads the article. "This cop, Walter Kelly, comes home from his shift, shoots his wife, then puts the gun in his mouth, and blows his brains out. And earlier that night, Kelly and his partner responded to a call at the Roosevelt Asylum."

"Okay, I'm not following? What has this had to do with us?" Sam asks.

"Dad earmarked the same asylum in the journal. Let's see. Here, seven unconfirmed sightings, two deaths -- till last week at least. I think this is where he wants us to go."

"This is a job... Dad wants us to work a job." Sam says with a snort.

"Well, maybe we'll meet up with him? Maybe he's there?" Dean asks.

"Maybe he's not? I mean, he could be sending us there, by ourselves, to hunt this thing." Sam says as Ana wouldn't say anything, but Sam is right.

"Who cares! If he wants us there, it's good enough for me!" Dean says as Ana has an arm around Dean.

"This doesn't strike you as weird. The texting? The coordinates?" Sam asks.

"Sam! Dad's tellin' us to go somewhere, we're goin'." Dean says as Sam has a look on his face as he sighs.

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The three of them are at a bar as Ana is sitting somewhere near having a glass of whiskey as Dean is talking to Walter Kelly's partner, that was there with him at the asylum before Kelly killed himself and his wife. 

"You're Daniel Gunderson. You're a cop, right?" Dean asks the cop.

"Yeah." Gunderson says.

"Huh. I'm uh, Nigel Tufnel, The Chicago Tribune. Mind if I ask you a couple of questions, about your partner?" Dean asks the cop.

"Yeah, I do. I'm just tryin' to have a beer here." Gunderson says.

"That's okay, I swear it won't take that long. I just want to get the story in your words." Dean says, as Ana turned around so that she can see what's going to happen.

"A week ago, my partner was sitting in that chair. Now, he's dead. You going to ambush me here?" The cop asks.

"Sorry, but I need to know what happened." Dean says, as that's when Sam pushes Dean aside roughly. Ana almost spitted out her whiskey when she saw that happen.

"Hey, buddy, why don't you leave the poor guy alone! The man's an officer! Why dontcha show a little respect!" Sam says as Dean pauses, staring at his brother then he walks off to Ana. He wraps his arms around her and pressed a soft kiss on her shoulder.

"I love you, sweetheart...." Dean says as he gave her a quick kiss on her shoulder again, as his arms were comfortably around her waist, keeping her close to him. He pulled up a bar stool beside her, as he kept his hand on her thigh rubbing it slightly, as she took a sip from her whiskey. "How you feelin' baby.... anything going on in that beautiful head of yours?" Dean asks her as she knows what he is talking about. 

Every day since their little conversation in the impala about her childhood before Bobby, and all that, he has been asking how she has been. Wanting to know if anything has changed, and if anything has, him being there for her.

Ana shook her head no at what he asked, Dean's eyes never left her face, practically staring into her soul seeing if her facial expressions changed but it hadn't. He knows that outside of her being a quiet and introverted person, that there comes a time when she is too quiet and or more quiet than normal. 

"No, not really." She says as Dean wraps an arm around her as she automatically rested her head onto his shoulder. He presses a kiss to the side of her face.

"Okay, I found some stuff, about Kelly." Sam says behind the two, before either of them could say anything. 

"What is it?" Dean asks as he still has his arm wrapped around Ana's back.

"So, Kelly was a good cop. He was the head of his class, even keeled, he had a bright future ahead of him." Sam says.

"What about at home?" Ana asks as she gave Dean her whiskey glass and he drunk it no problem.

"I'll tell you more in the car." Sam says, as moments later the three of them are walking out of the bar, and towards the impala. "Okay, so he and his wife had a few fights and arguments, like everybody, but he was mostly smooth sailing. They were even talking about having kids."

"Alright, so either Kelly had some deep-seated crazy waiting to bust out, or something else did it to him." Ana says.

"Right." Sam replies.

"What'd Gunderson tell you about the asylum?" Dean asks his brother.

"A lot." Sam says.

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Sam, Dean and Ana jump over the tall chain linked fence at the asylum and enter. "So, apparently the cops chased the kids here... into the south wing." Sam says as he pointed to a sign over a door.

"South wing, huh? Wait a second." Dean says as he grabs his father's journal. "1972. Three kids broke into the south wing, only one survived. Way, he tells it, one of his friends went nuts and started lighting up the place."

"So, whatever's going on, the south wing is the heart of it." Ana says.

"But if the kids are spelunking the asylum they aren't there a ton more deaths?" Dean asks.

Ana looks around, as she points to a broken chain. "Looks like the doors are usually chained. Could've been chained up for years." 

"Yeah, to keep people out. Or to keep something in." Dean says as the three of them look at each other, then Ana slowly pushes the door open.

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The three of them are walking down a hallway. "Let me know if you see any dead people, Haley Joel." Dean says as Ana snickers under her breath at what her boyfriend said.

"Dude, enough." Sam says to his brother, as Ana is walking behind the brothers, but closer to Dean as she has her EMF in her hands, as it is slightly whirring but no spirits so far.

"I'm serious. You got to be careful, alright? Ghosts are attracted to that whole ESP thing you got going on." Dean says.

"I told you; it's not ESP! I just have strange vibes sometimes. Weird dreams." Sam says to Dean

"Yeah, whatever. Don't ask, don't tell." Dean says to his brother. "Any reads, baby?"

"Nah, though it doesn't mean no one is home." Ana says. "Spirits can't appear during certain hours of the day."

"Yeah, the freaks come out at night." Dean says as he turns to his brother. "Hey, Sam, who do you think is the hotter psychic: Patricia Arquette, Jennifer Love Hewitt, or you?" Sam doesn't say as he pushes Dean who laughs, Ana just shakes her head at the two brothers.

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"Electro-shock. Lobotomies. They did some twisted stuff to these people. Kind of like Jack in Cuckoo's Nest."

"See, she gets it." Dean says to his brother, as he then turned to Ana. "Thanks, Annie." Sam ignores Dean and Dean's smile drops. The three of them looks around some more.

"So, ghosts possessing people is the new thing around here." Ana says.

"Maybe. Or maybe it's more like Amityville or the Smurl hunting." Sam says to the red head.

"Spirits driving them insane. Kinda like my man Jack in The Shining." Dean says with a grin, which makes Ana have a small smile on her face.

"Dean." Sam says as Dean and Ana look at Sam. "When are we going to talk about it."

"Talk about what?" Dean asks.

"About the fact Dad's not here." Sam says, as that's when the brothers stopped walking, so did Ana. She is now next to Dean.

"Oh. I see. How 'bout...never." Dean says.

"I'm being serious, man. He sent us here." Sam says.

"So am I, Sam. Look, he sent us here, he obviously wants us here. We'll pick up the search later." Dean says as Ana sighs.

"It doesn't matter what he wants." Sam says.

"See. That attitude? Right here? That's why I always get the extra cookie." Dean says.

"Dad could be in trouble, we should be looking for him. We deserve some answers, Dean. I mean, this is our family, we're talking about." Sam says.

"I understand that, Sam, but he's given us an order." Dean says.

"So, what, we got to always follow Dad's orders?" Sam says.

"Of course we do." Dean says, as Sam gives Dean a frustrated look. 

Ana had a sign in her hand. "'Sanford Ellicot'.... You know what we got to do. We got to find out more about the south wing. See if something happened here."

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Dean and Ana are leaning against glass windows next to the door, both of them are looking bored. Sam walks past them. The couple catches up and matches his speed. "Dude! You were in there forever. What the hell were you talking about?"

"Just the hospital, you know." Sam says.

"And...?" Ana asks.

"And the south wing? It's where they housed the really hard cases. The psychotics, the criminally insane." Sam informs Dean and Ana.

"Sounds cozy." Ana grumbles.

"Yeah, and one night in '64. They rioted. Attacked staff. Attacked each other." Sam says.

"So, the patients took over the asylum?" Dean asks.

"Apparently." Sam says.

"Any deaths?" Ana asks.

"Some patients, some staff. I guess it was pretty gory. Some of the bodies were never even recovered, including our chief of staff, Ellicott." Sam says as Ana's eyebrows furrowed a little.

"What do you mean, 'never recovered'?" Ana asks the youngest Winchester.

"Cops scoured every inch of the place, but I guess the patients must've...stuffed the bodies somewhere hidden." Sam says, as Ana has a disgusted look on her face.

"That's amazing." Ana says highly sarcastic.

"Ain't that the truth." Dean says to Ana.

"Yeah. So, they transferred all the remaining patients and closed the hospital down." Sam says.

"So, to sum it up, we've got a bunch of violent deaths and a bunch of unrecovered bodies." Dean says.

"Also, with a bunch of angry spirits." Ana pipes up.

"Well, this is jolly. Let's check out the hospital tonight." Dean says.

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The three of them are back at the asylum, and the more times that Ana is here, the more times that she will most likely never go to asylums again. They creep her out too much. Shortly, before they left a couple hours ago, Dean had wrapped his arm around Ana's back, and she almost punched Dean in the face.

Sam pushes the door open. "Ladies first." Sam says to Ana as she walks in, then Dean and then Sam last. Sam is holding a video camera and flashlight; Dean and Ana both have their EMF meters in their hands. "Getting readings?" Sam asks the couple.

"Yeah, big time." Ana says to the youngest Winchester.

"This place is orbing like crazy." Sam says, as in the camera he saw orbs, which means spirits.

"Probably spirits out and about."  Ana says.

"And if these uncovered bodies are causing the haunting...." Sam says.

"We got to find 'em, and burn 'em. Just be careful though. The only thing that makes me more nervous than a pissed off spirit.... Is the pissed off spirit of a serial killer."

The three of them keep walking. The camera pans across to see a crazed-looking bald man strapped into a straitjacket in the corner.

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The three of them keep looking and move into separate rooms. After a minute Sam sees an old woman through the video lens; white haired, one eye bloody and hanging out, moving towards him.

"Dean? Dean!" Sam yells as Dean runs into the room, rummaging through his bag at the same time. "Shotgun!"

"Sam, get down!" Dean shouts as Sam throws himself on the ground. Dean shoots the woman, and she disintegrates.

The brothers look around, gasping as then Ana comes in the same way that Dean did. "That was weird." Sam says to his brother.

"Yeah, you're telling me." Dean says.

"No, Dean. I mean it was weird, that she didn't attack me." Sam says.

"She looked pretty aggro from where I was standing." Dean says, as he instinctively grabbed Ana's hand.

"She didn't hurt me. She didn't even try! So, if she didn't want to hurt me, then what did she want?" Sam asks.

"That's a first a non-violent spirit." Ana says as Dean's grip on Ana's hand tightened just slightly. To say that he was scared was an understatement, but Ana doesn't mind as she is just as scared as Dean is. 

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A noise comes from a room, they are passing, Dean and Ana immediately raise their guns, and Sam flicks on the torch and shines it into the room. They approach a metal bed covered in a ragged sheet, on its side. The three of them see the top of a blonde behind it. The three of them brace themselves, Sam reaches out and tips the bed over. A teenage girl is crouched facing the corner. She spins around, terrified and gasped.

"It's alright, we're not going to hurt you. It's okay. What's your name?" Ana says to the scared girl.

"Katherine. Kat." The girl says.

"Okay. I'm Ana, this is Dean and Sam." Ana says as the introduces the brothers and herself to the teenage girl.

"What are you doing here?" Sam asks.

"Um. My boyfriend, Gavin." Kat says.

"Is he here?" Dean asks.

"Somewhere. He thought it would be fun, try and see some ghosts. I thought it was all just...you know. Pretend. I've seen thing. I heard Gavin scream, and..." Kat explains as Ana raises an eyebrow.

"Alright, Kat? Come on. Ana's going to get you out of here, and then we're going to go find your boyfriend." Dean says.

"No! No, I'm not going to leave without Gavin. I'm coming with you." Kat says.

"It's no joke, here, okay. It's dangerous." Ana says to the teenage girl.

"That's why I got to find him." Kat says to the red-haired woman.

The three of them looked at each other, as Sam shrugs.

"Alright, I guess we're going to split up. Let's go." Dean says. "Ana goes with Kat." Dean says to Ana as she nods her head.

"Let's go." Ana says to Kat.

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The two girls are looking for Gavin. "Gavin...Gavin?" Kat asks as she looks around.

"I got a question for you. You've seen a lot of horror movies?" Ana asks as she has a tight grip on her gun and flashlight.

"I guess so." Kat says to Ana as the red head turns to the blonde.

"Do, me a favor. Next time you see one? Pay attention. When someone says a place is a haunted...don't go in." Ana says as she sounded like a mother scolding a child. The two girls move on, as a dark shape moves across the inside of the window. 

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The two girls are in a different hallway. Ana is leading the way, the moments later the flashlight fades. "Son of a bitch, seriously." Ana says as shaking the flashlight, as she then reached into her pocket. "It's fine. I have a lighter."

Kat turns to look behind them. "Ow. You're hurting my arm." Kat says.

"What are you talking about?" Ana asks as the two girls turn around and they realize they are too far apart to be touching, and they both look down. A disembodied hand is clutching Kat's arm. Kat is then dragged into a room, and the metal door slamming behind her. Ana races to it and struggles to pull it open, Kat bangs on it from the inside but it doesn't budge.

Ana continues to struggle with the door. "Lemme out! Please!" Kat yells.

"Kat! Hang on!" Ana yells as she smashes at the door with a metal pipe, then tries to jimmy it open. Inside Kat slowly backs away, looking at the door. 

Someone stands behind her, breathing heavily. When Kat spins around there is no one there. Ana continues banging on the door. Kat turns again and faces the ghost. A tall, heavy seat, with long dark oily hair, his face is a bloody mess. Kat screams and backs up to the door, and backs into the ghost. She then screams again.

"What's going on?" Dean says running down the hall along with Sam and Gavin.

"She's inside with one of them." Ana says.

"Help me!" Kat screams.

"Kat!" Gavin yells.

"Get me out of here!" Kat yells as she slid down the door as the ghost approaches her.

"Kat, it's not going to hurt you. Listen to me. You've got to face it. You've got to calm down." Ana says to Kat through the door.

"She's got to what?" Dean says to Ana astonished.

"I have to what?!" Kat shouts.

"These spirits, they're not trying to hurt us they're trying to communicate. You got to face it. You got to listen to it." Sam says, as he stands beside Ana.

"You face it!" Kat yells.

"No! It's the only way to get out of here." Ana says. "Look at it, come on. You can do it."

Kat is taking deep breaths, as she turns to face the ghost. The ghost in close to her face. "Kat?" Gavin asks.

"Man, I hope you're right about this." Dean says, as he grabbed Ana's hand, as he rubbed his thumb over her knuckles.

"Yeah, me too." Sam says, as the four of them wait outside the door in tense silence. The lock clicks and the door open slowly. Kat is standing at the doorway.

"Oh, Kat." Gavin says to his girlfriend.

Sam goes to check out the room he then comes out and shakes his head at Dean. "One-thirty-seven." Kat says.

"Sorry?" Dean asks confused.

"It whispered in my ear. 137." Kat says.

Dean, Sam and Ana look at each other. "Room number."

"Get them out of here, me and Ana are going to find room 137." Dean says.

"Whatever you two do, be safe." Sam says to his brother.

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Dean and Ana moves down a hallway and shines their torch on room 137. Dean pushes against the door; him and Ana use their body weight to push aside the broken furniture blocking it. The room is a mess, filing cabinets pushed over, papers everywhere, the walls stained. Dean shines his flashlight around, as Ana flicks through some folders lying in a cabinet. 

"This is why I hate asylums; they creep me the fuck out." Ana mutters as Dean snickers at what she said.

"You said it. Figured I'd get you away from Tweedledee and Tweedledum and leave the moose with them." Dean says to Ana.

"Thank God." Ana mumbles, as she continues to look around. "Why would you want to go to an asylum on a date. What the hell, is wrong with people."

Dean finds a loose panel and pries it off. Behind it is a satchel full of papers. Ana is right beside Dean in moments. "This is why I get paid the big bucks."

"You, don't get paid." Ana says to her boyfriend.

"Annie, no one asked your opinion." Dean says to Ana as she stuck out her tongue, which makes Dean have a small smile on his face.

Inside the panel there is a journal with many notes and hand-drawn pictures of medical instruments. Dean pulls up a chair and starts reading, looking concerned while he is doing so. Ana drabs another chair and sits beside Dean as she rests her head on his shoulder. "Well, all work, and no play makes Dr. Ellicott a very dull boy." A noise makes the couple look up quickly.

The couple quickly get out of the room and just when they come around the corner Kat pulls the trigger. Ana and Dean throw themselves around the corner. "Don't shoot, it's us!" Dean says.

"Sorry! Sorry." Kat apologizes.

The couple comes from around the corner and looks at the marks left on the wall. "Where's Sam?" Ana asks.

"He went to the basement. You called him." Gavin says.

"Dean, didn't call anyone." Ana says.

"His cell phone rang. He said it was you." Kat says.

"Basement, huh?" Dean says as Ana grabbed some extra weapons from the duffel bag that Dean has. 

"Watch out and watch out for us." Ana says as the two teenagers nod their heads.

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"Sammy? Sam, you down here? Sam? Sam?" Dean says as Ana has her gun raised as her and Dean are walking to the basement.

Just when they turn, Sam is standing right in front of them. Dean jumps back and automatically raises his shotgun. "Man, answer me when I'm calling you!" 

"You alright?" Ana asks the younger Winchester.

"Yeah. I'm fine." Sam says.

"You know it wasn't me who called your cell, right?" Dean says to his brother.

"Yeah, I know. I think something lured me down here." Sam says, as Ana nods her head.

"I think I know who. Dr. Ellicott. That's what the spirits have been trying to tell us." Ana says to the younger Winchester.

"You haven't seen him, have you?" Dean asks Sam, as he shook his head.

"No. How do you know it was him?" Sam asks the couple.

"'Cause we found his logbook. Apparently, he was experimenting on his patients, awful stuff. Makes lobotomies look like a coupla aspirin." Ana says to Sam.

"But it was the patients who rioted." Sam says.

"Yeah, they were rioting against Dr. Ellicott. Dr. Feelgood was working on some sort of like, extreme rage therapy. He thought that if he could get his patients to vent their anger then they would be cured of it. Instead, it only made them worse and worse and angrier and angrier. So, we're thinking, what if his spirit is doing the same thing? To the cop? To the kids in the seventies, making them so angry they become homicidal." Dean explains to his brother. 

"Come on, we got to find his bones and torch 'em." Ana says to the younger Winchester.

"How? The police never found his body." Sam says

"The logbook said he had some sort of hidden procedure room down here somewhere where he'd work on his patients. So, if I was a patient I'd drag his ass down here, do a little work on it myself." Dean says.

"I don't know, it sounds kinda..."

"Crazy?"

"Yeah." 

"Yeah. Exactly."

Dean opens another door, looks inside, then gestures, the other two to follow. Ana is giving Dean a sly look. The three of them enter the room.

"I looked everywhere. I didn't find a hidden room." Ana says.

"Well, Annie, that's why they call it a hidden..." Dean pauses as he hears a wind noise. "You hear that?"

"What?" Ana asks.

Dean was looking around, crouching and holding his hand out. "There's a door here."

Ana is pointing her gun at Dean. "Dean." Ana says as there is a trickle of blood running from her nose. "Step back from the door."

Dean rises to his feet, his eyes going from the gun to Ana's face. "Ana, put the gun down." Dean says to Ana.

"Is that an order?" Ana asks.

"Nah, it is more of a friendly request." Dean says to his girlfriend.

Ana raises her gun to point it at Dean's chest. "You know, I'm getting pretty tired of hearing your orders."

"Did Ellicott do something to you?" Dean asks Ana.

"For once in your life, just shut your mouth. God." Ana says with a sly smile on her face, which is when Dean knew it wasn't Ana. He knows her facial expressions and that isn't one of them.

"What are you going to do, Ana? The gun's filled with rock salt. It's not going to kill me." Dean says as Ana shoots Dean in the chest. The shot blasts him backwards through the hidden door and onto the floor.

"No, but it will hurt like hell." Ana says as she turns around and does the same to Sam, and he goes through the wall.

Ana walks towards Dean with the sly smile not faltering at all. Dean lies on the floor, trying to gasp for air. "Ana!" Dean exclaims as Ana stands over Dean. "We got to burn Ellicott's bones and this will be over, and you will be back to normal."

"I am normal, baby. I'm just telling the truth for the first time. I mean, why are we even here? 'Cause you're following your Daddy's orders like a good little soldier? Because you always do what he says without question? Are you that desperate for his approval?" Ana says to Dean.

"This isn't you talking, Ana." Dean says.

"That's the difference between you and me, baby. I have a mind of my own. I'm not pathetic, like you." Ana says as Dean wouldn't admit it, but that hurt so much.

"So, what are you going to do, huh? Are you going to kill me?" Dean asks Ana.

"You know what, I'm so sick of doing what you tell me to do. We're closer finding John than we were six months ago." Ana says, as technically she isn't wrong.

"Well, then here. Let me make it easier for you." Dean says as he holds his gun towards Ana. "Come on. Take it. Real bullets are going to work a hell of a lot better than rock salt." Ana hesitates as she grabs the gun. "Take it!"

Ana points the gun at Dean's face. "You hate me that much? You think you could kill your boyfriend? Then go ahead. Pull the trigger. Do it!"

Ana pulls the trigger, but the chamber is empty. She tries again, and once more. Dean uses a right cross to knock Ana to the ground and struggles to get up. 

Dean moves to stand over Ana. "You think I'm going to give you a loaded pistol."

Ana stares up at Dean, as said Dean delivers a vicious right cross to knock Ana out, as he almost fell as he does it. Dean then pats Ana. "Sorry, Annie."

Dean begins looking around the room, pushing back rugged curtains, with his pistol. Dr. Ellicott glides past but Dean doesn't notice. He sees a tuft of something poking out of the corner of a closed cupboard and moves closer. He opens the door to find a mummified corpse and flinches back from the smell. "Oh, that's just gross." Dean says as he starts salting the body. "Soak it up."

Dean drops the salt container and grabs a small tin of kerosene, squirting the body. In the background his torch flickers, unnoticed. A gurney comes flying across the room and knocks him to the ground. Dr. Ellicott grabs his face and his hands light up.

"Don't be afraid. I'm going to help you. I'm going to make you all better."

Dean struggles to reach his bag with one hand and finds it on and tosses it at the mummified body. Dr. Ellicott lets go of Dean as his remains start to burn. Dean crawls out of the way, and watches as Dr. Ellicott's ghost turns black and falls to the ground, crumbling on impact.

Ana wakes up and Dean looks over at her, as she flexes her jaw painfully. "You're not going to try and kill me, are you?"

"Why would I do that." Ana says as she raises her hand to push at her jaw.

"You are so lucky I love you." Dean says.

"Note to self: don't piss you off." Ana says as the couple walk out.

"You good Sammy?" Dean asks his brother.

"Who pissed you off, Ana?"

"Oh, the usual, getting possessed by a spirit. No, big deal." Ana says.

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"Thanks, guys." Kat says.

"Yeah. Thanks." Gavin says.

"No, more haunted asylums, okay?" Dean says as Kat and Gavin, walk towards their car.

.....

The three of them are now at the motel, Sam was walking in the door, as Ana was behind both of the brothers. Dean knew that Ana had been quiet since they left the asylum, this is starting to feel like what happened during the case in Lawrence.

"I'm sorry..." Ana says as Dean turns to look at Ana.

"'Bout what, Annie?" Dean asks, as Ana sighs.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean any of that, okay." Ana says to Dean.

"You remember all of that?" Dean asks, as he walks closer to Ana.

"Yeah. It's like I couldn't control it. Just know I didn't mean any of it. Okay? Please..." Ana says, as her eyes started welling up with tears.

"You didn't huh?" Dean says as he clenches his jaw.

"Dean, come on." Ana says trying to get Dean to know that she didn't mean any of what she had said.

"You sounded like you meant it, Ana." Dean says to Ana, as she looks at him.

"I'm sorry, okay." Ana says as her voice was strained.

"Yeah, okay."

"Dean, come on. Please." Ana says, as Dean sighed as he took a deep breath. "Please..."

"I need sleep, you comin'?" Dean asks as Ana sighed.

"So, you don't hate me?"

"Anastasia, don't say that. How could I hate you?" Dean says he sees that Ana's gaze lowered down. "Hey, look at me baby." Ana's eyes slowly raise up to look at Dean. "Hey, just now that I could never, never hate you. Okay, yes you may be a pain in my ass, but I could never hate you." Dean says to Ana as he kisses her head, as he had both of his arms around Ana. "Now, let's get some sleep.

"I'm sorry..." Ana says apologizing again.

"I know, baby..." Dean says as he kisses her head again. "I know..."

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hannah speaks!

hope you like this chapter!

see you in the next chapter!

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