~Casperia's P.O.V*
The Impala roars up the country lane and squeals as we turn a corner into a car park. The sign says, "Welcome to the Pineview Hotel". We pull up and jump out immediately. We got a text from a person called Chuck who is a prophet. Dean suddenly stops, looking confused. There is a line up of identical Impalas in front of him. "Hey. Come on." Sam says as he walks away. We find A man pacing back and forth at the bottom of some steps. "Chuck! There you are." Chuck looks up in surprise.
"Guys?" He asks.
"What's going on." Dean replies.
"Ah, nothing. You know, I'm just kinda hanging. What are you guys doing here?"
"You told us to come." Dean states.
"Ah, no I didn't." Chuck says.
"Yeah you did, you texted me. This address, life or death situation. Any of this ringing a bell?" Sam asks.
"I didn't send you a text." Chuck insists.
"We drove all night!" Dean exclaims.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand what could...oh no..." He trails off.
"What?" Dean asks. A blonde woman comes to the top of the stairs, squealing.
"SAM! You made it!!" She says excitedly. Who is this woman?
"Oh, ah, Becky, right?" Sam asks politely with a strained face. She runs down to us.
"Oh, you remembered." Her voice lowers a little bit. "You been thinking about me."
"I..." Sam starts but pauses which gives this annoying woman a chance to interrupt.
"It's ok, I can't get you out of my head either."
"Becky, did you take my phone?" Chuck asks.
"I just borrowed it from your pants." Becky says innocently.
"Becky..." Chuck trails off warningly.
"What? They're going to want to see it!" She exclaims. Huh?
"See what?" Sam, Dean and I say at the same time.
"Oh My God. I love it when they talk at the same time!!" She looks at me. "Who are you though?"
"Casperia." I answer her.
"Aren't you a little young for this business?" She asks skeptically.
"I am not that young! I turned 16 a few days ago. Also, you can never be too young and I am a lot more powerful than I look." She raises an eyebrow skeptically. "Here's a example." I turn invisible and watch as she looks around crazily. I go behind her and turn visible again. "Boo!" She screams and whips around. I smirk at her petrified expression. A guy appears at the top of the stairs with a clipboard.
"Hey Chuck? Come on pal, it's showtime." Becky runs back up the stairs excitedly. Chuck faces us.
"Guys. I'm sorry. For everything. And I'm sorry for the future, Casperia." We all share glances which showed confusion then follow him up the stairs.
"What do you think is going on?" I ask them. They shrug.
"Apparently something that Becky thought we should say."
"I don't like her. She is annoying and way to bubbly."
"I second that." Dean replies.
"At least she doesn't have a crush on you..." Sam trails off.
"Awhhh'" I pinch his cheek. "Is the little, uh, big Sam embarassed." Dean chuckles while Sam pulls a bitchface. "What? I am allow to be immature! I am the younger one by at least 10 years!" Sam rolls his eyes. "Come on you pair of oldies!" I run inside and stop in my tracks. A large man walks past with a stein beer.
