Demigoddess ~ Dean Winchester's daughter

The Real Ghostbusters (Part 5)

Dean grunted as he tried and failed to open yet another window. "Anything?" He asked as Sam came to join him and Maia.

"Every exit's locked. Almost like..."

"Something's keeping us in? Yeah." Maia glanced at the locked window,

"This is bad," Sam stated the obvious.

"Gee, you think, Sammy?" Dean sassed.

A woman's scream pierced through the air, grabbing the trio's attention. They ran towards the source to find it was the woman Dean was hitting on earlier.

"Don't go in there." She warned.

"Get downstairs, okay? Go. Go!" Dean ordered.

They looked around only to find the same ghost from the attic in the corner of the study.

"Why'd you do that? Why did you send my mommy away?" He asked.

"Uh, maybe because of the high-and-tight she gave you. How 'bout some thanks?" Dean questioned sarcastically.

"Dean..." Maia gave her dad a look.

"Well, I'm just saying, a little gratitude might be nice once in a while." Dean defended,

"My mommy didn't do this to me." The boy said.

"What? Then, who did?" Sam asked.

Instead of answering, the little boy just disappeared, leaving Sam, Dean, and Maia to think over his words.

Another scream grabbed the trio's attention again. This time, however, they found a body with a scalped head.

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Chuck was once again on the decorated stage in the hotel conference room. He was saying goodbye to the fans until Sam came in stage and whispered the situation to him. Dean led the entire hotel staff into the room so that everyone could be protected in one place.

Once everybody was in, Sam, Dean, and Maia started putting salt lines in front of the doors and vents to keep the spirits out.

"Okay, new theory," Sam stated more than asked.

"The legends about Leticia are ass-backwards, obviously," Dean said.

"Yeah, so, all right, let's say those three orphans were-were playing cowboys and Indians."

"L.A.R.Ping as cowboys and Indians." Dean interrupted.

"Whatever-- and let's say they scalped Leticia's son and killed them," Sam suggested.

"Mom catches them in the act, flips out, slices them, and dices herself." Dean finishes the theory.

"If that's true, it means we got three bloodthirsty brats in the building." Maia scoffed.

"Yeah, and Leticia was the only one keeping them under control." Dean realized.

"Until we took her out." Sam mentally facepalmed.

"Smooth move on our part. All right well, we got to get back to the cemetery and torch the kids' bones." Dean stated.

"How? We're trapped. We don't even have our guns. The ghosts are running this joint, and they are only scared of one thing." Sam reminded Dean.

Sam's words gave Dean an idea. "Exactly."

"You want me to do what?" The fake Leticia Gore asked after the trio explained what they wanted her to do.

"You're an actress, okay? We just want you to act." Dean tried to console the girl.

"I work at Hooters in Toledo. You can forget it." Fake Leticia shook her head.