The hunter from Uni.

The crushing weight on my chest.

"So...you think somethin' is back in that house?" She asked
"Definitely." Sam quickly told
"I don't understand."
"What?" We all asked since we didn't know what she was on about.
"I haven't been back inside, but I've been keepin' an eye on the place, and it's been quiet. No sudden deaths, no freak accidents. Why is it actin' up now?"
"I don't know. But Dad going missing and Jessica dying and now this house all happening at once...it just feels like something's starting." Sam explained.
"That's a comforting thought." Dean told
"Don't forget you guys found me."
"We got you kicked out." Sam told
"And? I'm happy with the two of you. So shut up." I told making them both smile. "Also the school was a prick for kicking me out when I fell behind a weeks worth. So jokes on them, they lost the best student they had."
'This is such a weird day.'

Dean knocked on the door of their childhood home and we waited till Jenny opened it to see us.
"Sam, Dean, Kat. What are you doing here?" She asked
"Hey, Jenny. This is our friend, Missouri." Sam told
"If it's not too much trouble, we were hoping to show her the old house. You know, for old time's sake." Dean added
"You know, this isn't a good time. I'm kind of busy."
"Listen, Jenny, it's important." Dean told making Missouri smack him in the head. "Ow!"
"Give the poor girl a break, can't you see she's upset?" She told before turning to Jenny. "Forgive this boy, he means well, he's just not the sharpest tool in the shed, but hear me out."
"About what?" Jenny asked
"About this house." Missouri stated
"What are you talking about?" She asked
"I think you know what I'm talking about. You think there's something in this house, something that wants to hurt your family. Am I mistaken?" Missouri asked
"Who are you?"
"This seems like we are watching a tv show." I told Sam and Dean making them nod.
"We're people who can help, who can stop this thing. But you're gonna have to trust us, just a little."Missouri told making Jenny look unsure.
'This better work.'

After walking through the house we soon went to Sari's bedroom.
"If there's a dark energy around here, this room should be the center of it." She told
"Why?"
"This used to be your nursery, Sam. This is where it all happened." She told making Sam look up at the roof.
I gave Deans hand a reassuring squeeze before he pulled his EMF meter out of his jacket.
"That an EMF?" She asked
"Yeah." Dean told
"Amateur." She told making Dean glare at her.
"Be nice Dean. She's psychic." I quietly told him.
He gave Sam a nudge and showed us that the EMF is beeping frantically.
"I don't know if you boys should be disappointed or relieved, but this ain't the thing that took your mom." She told
"Wait, are you sure?" Sam asked making her nod. "How do you know?"
"It isn't the Same energy I felt the last time I was here. It's somethin' different."
"What is it?" Dean asked
"Not it." She told before opening the closet and I instantly felt this crushing weight on my chest making me grab Deans arm.
'What the hell is that?!'
"Them. There's more than one spirit in this place."
"What are they doing here?" Dean asked not realising I was freaking out.
"They're here because of what happened to your family. You see, all those years ago, real evil came to you. It walked this house. That kind of evil leaves wounds. And sometimes, wounds get infected."
"I don't understand." Sam told
"This place is a magnet for paranormal energy. It's attracted a poltergeist. A nasty one. And it won't rest until Jenny and her babies are dead."
"You said there was more than one spirit." Sam stated
"There is. I just can't quite make out the second one."
"Well, one thing's for damn sure...nobody's dyin' in this house ever again. So whatever is here, how do we stop it?" Dean asked
Missouri looked towards me before looking back to Dean.
"I suggest getting her out of this room first. Seems they've found out what I have about her." She told making us all give a confused look.
We quickly left the room and once I got further from it the better I felt.
'What the hell was that?'