Strange Things Did Happen

Is she ... Dead?

A/N: Ok, so since these chapters take FOREVER to write, I am deciding to make them shorter, so hopefully updates will be more frequent. Thank you for sticking with me and this story!

"Where do we start?" Dean asked, "If they're still here, they could be in pretty much any of these rooms, most of them should be empty..."

"Then why don't we check all of them?" Castiel suggested, starting to walk down the hallway, peeking through a window.

"Are you crazy? That would take forever!" Dean whined, dragging out the 'r'.

"Does it look like we have any other choices, Dean?" Sam asked, "This might be the quickest way, just help us look until we come up with a better idea, ok?"

Dean huffed, "Ok, fine, but you'd better come up with one quick because I'm not helping you look in all of these windows."

"You have to help think too, Dean." Sam chuckled, shaking his head at his brother and the four of them went to look in windows and knock on doors in order to find Haley.

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Dean, Cas, Sam, and Kat all met in the lobby,

"I couldn't find her or anything related to her, not even in the slightest bit.." Sam panted. He and Kat were looking in the rooms the furthest away from the lobby, and they had to run to make sure they didn't waste any time.

Dean shook his head, "Neither could I." Dean added.

"I couldn't even find a small clue." Castiel sighed quietly.

A shrill scream caused Sam, Dean and Kat to cover their ears, and Castiel stood there, unaffected. He looked around and started to walk in the direction where the scream came from. The three followed, putting their hands down eventually, and Dean mumbled, "crazy ass angels"

"I heard that, Dean." Castiel stated, making Dean tense.

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Castiel walked up to a small shack, the purple blood that belonged to Haley splattered on the concrete, and the other three were following him. He glanced back at them before pressing an ear to the door. When he heard nothing, he shoved the doors open, and saw blood everywhere. On the ceiling, the walls, the floor, and let's not forget Haley and the strange woman who is supposedly her mother.

Not only was blood everywhere, but burn marks, a few dents in the walls and an Angel blade? Castiel quickly snatched up the blade and stuffed it into his trench coat, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. He walked over to Haley's mother, noticing that she had been decapitated. Was she dead, or was she pretending? He picked up the head before placing it down again and looking back at the three. Kat's nose was crinkled in disgust. Sam looked slightly concerned, and raised an eyebrow. Dean was no longer by their side, he was busy examining Haley.

"You think they're dead..?" He asked, before answering part of his own question, "Never mind. Haley is breathing. Purgatory spits out some weird shit."

"No kidding."

"Hey!"