heat of the moment.

Willow sat down on her couch, her knees tucked under her as she drank the tea she had made in her black and yellow Batman coffee mug. She was in her living room watching tv with her friend Anastasia. Anastasia was visiting her and she didn't know for how long. Willow always knew her time with her friend tended to be sporadic in her showing up and time spent when she showed up. "How long do you think you'll be here this time," she asked.

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Sam looked over all the information he had pulled together on the people involved in the news article. He and his brother had decided that the article was definitely something they were involved in. "From everything I'm reading it looks like we're dealing with either a vengeful ghost or one pissed demon." They had learned ever since they had discovered angels and demons were a thing that sometimes they mimicked other supernatural beings to confuse hunters.

Dean nodded as he chewed the mouthful of burger he had, wiping his mouth and setting the half-eaten sandwich down. He licked over his lips and furrowed his brows as he looked over the information Sam had put together. "Is there any connection between the vics?" he asked, looking at all the file information from the morgue on the victims. All females, but they all had different personalities and different family lives. They didn't go to the same church or school and they had no other ties than living in the same city.

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Ana looked at Willow and smiled. "Maybe a few days," she said. "I'm not quite sure yet, though." She looked at the TV, biting her lip gently. Truth was, the only reason she was here at the moment was to make sure her friend was safe, not to spend time with her. She'd caught wind of a ghost that was going after virgins in this part of town for whatever reason. She didn't know why, and she hadn't quite had the time to make connections yet, since she'd been sewn to Willow at the hip. She knew her friend was a virgin, and she didn't want to risk her getting injured or killed.

Willow looked at her friend nodding and taking in the new information. She took another drink of her tea and turned back to the tv. She and Ana had decided on watching a tv show in urban legends. She liked the show a lot but she was sure how Ana would like it. "Is something going on in town or are you visiting to say hi," she asked. She knew her friend could be around for either.

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Sam shook his head. "I haven't found anything besides them being around the same age and being females," he stated. "We'll have to interview people close to the victims to find out more." He closed his journal he had written information in and started eating the salad he had ordered.

Dean thought for a moment, nodding his head. "Alright," he said. "I'll talk to the family members, look for girls who died around the same age in this town. Maybe it has something to do with that." He stood up, sliding his jacket on and grabbing his burger and the files of the deceased before he left the restaurant. He made his way to the impala, climbing in and starting it up. A ghost that was going after girls who were all around the same age. There had to be something in common there besides the age factor. He opened the first file; a girl named Leann Freeman. He began driving to the girl's house, where he met her roommate. He talked to the girl for a little while, discovering that Leann had been a virgin.

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Ana tilted her head to the side. "What do you mean?" she asked. "I'm here to spend time with you, Willow." She smiled at her friend, reaching over to wrap her arm around her shoulders. She looked up when the lights flickered, biting her lip hard. She waited a few seconds, but didn't feel any change in temperature so she didn't think that anything was going to happen. She held Willow close, though, just in case. She didn't feel any sort of presence, but then again, she'd been around ghosts before and hadn't felt a presence.

Willow frowned when she felt Ana grip her tighter when the lights flickered. She frowned and pulled away from her, turning to look at her. "What is going on," she asked. "I want the truth." Willow knew Ana's life could be dangerous, hunting things most people didn't believe in was a tough job. "What is up in town and why are you so worried it's going to hurt me?" Anytime Anan had visited before she had never been so clingy or around her the entire time. It made her wonder if something was after her and Ana knew about it?

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Sam followed Dean when he went out, being Agent Steven Tyler. He listened to Dean ask his questions, wondering if what the roommate mentioned about Leann being a virgin the as the connection to each girl that was murdered. If it was then he needed to look into possible deaths of virgins or maybe even rape victims.

Dean looked at Sam. "Virgins, huh?" he questioned, smirking slightly. He cleared his throat and nodded at the woman before he led his brother back to the impala. "What do you say you find out who this person is, and I'll try and figure out who's next on the list?" He grinned slightly, opening the door and climbing into the car. He hated to admit that it had been a while since he'd had any action, but it was true, unfortunately. Maybe if he managed to save this girl's life, she'd be thankful enough to show him some love.

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Ana frowned, sighing softly. "There's a ghost," she said. "All of the victims have been virgins. I'm afraid that you might be next. I haven't been able to figure out who this person is yet. I've been too worried about making sure you're safe. I feel like if I leave to try and figure this out, you'll end up hurt or dead." She bit her lip gently and grabbed her computer from her bag, setting it in her lap. "I've looked at all the obituaries for the past ten years, but I'm still missing something. I can't make the connection and it's been driving me crazy, but I'm not going to drag you into this."

"Is that why Leann and Hannah died," Willow asked. "Because they were virgins?" She leaned further into the couch, slumping into it as she felt her body fill with fear. "What other obituaries did you find," she asked. Willow had lived in the town her entire life and it was small enough that she would probably know more of the girl's that had died.

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Sam rolled his eyes, giving his brother a look that said to not even bother trying. "Leann's roommate said she was friends with a girl named Willow Morgan," he stated. "Maybe she's a new target or maybe she can give us another lead." He tucked some of long hair behind his ears and slid into the passenger seat of the impala, wondering what kind of motive the ghost had and what could have happened to make it kill virgins.

Dean nodded his head. "Alright," he mumbled. "Find out where she lives and we'll go." He began driving away from the house, trying to put two and two together. Maybe the ghost killing the virgins had been a virgin too when they died. It would make sense. "Hey, you remember what that old lady said? About a girl named Miranda? She said she died years ago but there was never a funeral or an obituary in the paper and after she died, her family left town. Think that has anything to do with this?"

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"So all of you girls are around the same age," Ana said. "I haven't been able to find a single obituary of anyone who was around the same age as you. It's not making any sense to me. But maybe I'm limiting myself too much." She shook her head. "Alright, come on. We gotta go to the police station." She stood up, closing her laptop and sliding it back into her bag. She slung it over her shoulder and took Willow's hand, pulling her up. "We need to figure out who's doing this so we can fix it quickly." She led Willow out to her car and started it, heading to the police station. She had a feeling that something was being hidden.

"What if she was murdered," Willow asked. "Maybe something sexual happened when the ghost was murdered." It was the only explanation the brunette could come up with as to why a ghost would murder virgins. She bit down on her bottom lip nervously as she looked at Ana. "How did Leann and Hannah die? Maybe that's the key to what to look for?"

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Sam looked and Dean and shrugged. "Maybe," he replied. "Maybe we need to go to the police station and ask a few questions. They should still have the case files for her case." Sam figured it was the only lead they had besides the Willow girl.

Dean nodded his head, driving to the police station. He parked the car and climbed out, walking inside with his brother. "Hey Sheriff," he said, greeting the man as they walked in. "Could we take another look at the case for the other victims?" He grinned when the Sheriff agreed and he walked inside, opening the file cabinet and furrowing his brows when it got stuck. "Huh," he mumbled, tugging on the drawer. He reached underneath the drawer, feeling a folder that had been stashed underneath the cabinet. He pulled it out, reading the name on the side. "Wilson, Miranda."

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Ana bit her lip as she thought. "Leann and Hannah were killed in their bedrooms," she said. "I'm assuming that's where this ghost died, in their bedroom. Their wrists were slit and they had signs of penetration, even though they had never had sex." She shook her head. "Do you remember any kind of story that's similar to that? Anyone that died similarly? Anyone who was a virgin that died in a horrible way that might want revenge for something? Anything could help, Willow."

Willow's body tensed and tears begin to form in her eyes. "Miranda," she mumbled. Everyone in town though all of her cousin's family had split after she died but her parents and herself had stayed. Her parents weren't able to find any work outside of town even looking as far as other states to get away. They had both died after she turned eighteen and by then she was working in town herself. "Everyone in town knew she was murdered but the murderer was the sheriffs son so he wasn't arrested."

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Sam took the case file and opened it. The photos inside looked identical to the way the papers and the other case files described the girls that had recently died. He handed the file to his brother, finding himself angry at what he briefly read in the file. "When did the old sheriff retire," he asked.

Dean read the file, making a face. "Damn," he mumbled, setting it down. He looked up at Sam. "A few years ago, I thought." He walked out of the office, asking the new sheriff where the old one lived. He nodded his head and went to the impala, letting Sam get in before he began the drive. "This has to be one of the most sick cases we've ever done," he mumbled.

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Ana frowned. "Okay, but why the virgins?" she asked. "Was she a virgin when she died? Or . . . was she raped?" It was all starting to come together in her head. "Maybe she was raped and murdered, and she's pissed off, so she's going after virgins. She wants people to feel the pain she felt because she never got justice." She stopped the car, looking at Willow. "Was she buried here in town?" she asked.

Willow nodded. "She's buried in the family mausoleum." She ran her hands through her dark locks, scared that her cousin was back from the dead to kill her. She didn't understand what could have happened to cause her to come back. "Miranda died almost six years ago," she mumbled. "What could have caused her to come back and do this now?" Weren't ghosts supposed to exact their revenge right away? Or was that an urban legend? Willow was so lost and confused with the whole ghost thing she didn't know what to think.

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Sam nodded. "One thing doesn't sit right with me Dean," he mumbled. "Why is Miranda killing now? According to this file she was murdered six years ago? The killings didn't even start on the anniversary of her death. They just started happening." The only thing he could think of was maybe the grave she was in had been disturbed or something else could have triggered it all.

Dean thought for a moment. "Something must have triggered it," he said. "When's the anniversary? Maybe someone was paying a visit and took something." He wasn't sure if he should turn and head to the cemetery or try to find out more from the sheriff. Maybe the cemetery was more important at this point. He turned the car around and headed the opposite direction towards the cemetery.

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Ana nodded her head. "Something had to have triggered it," she said. "Maybe something to do with her grave? When is the anniversary of her death?" She figured maybe some kids had messed around at the cemetery and snuck into the mausoleum. Maybe they messed with the grave, took something out of it. That was the only explanation she could come up with.

"She died six year ago tomorrow," Willow answered. She bit down on her bottom lip, trying to think of who could have caused her cousin's ghost to be so pissed off. She looked at Ana and realized what could have happened. "We need to get to the crypt right now," she stated. "I think I know what happened." Miranda's mother had visited and moved things around the maslouem when she had. That had been a day before the murders had started. Now that Willow knew what was going on she knew what needed to be fixed for her cousin to be at piece again.

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"It's tomorrow," Sam answered. "Think someone swiped something from the body?" He knew if that was the cause the safest bet for them would be to just salt and burn the body. Unless Miranda had been cremated and then they would need to figure out who had visited and get back, salt and burn whatever the person had taken.

Dean nodded his head. "Probably," he mumbled. He drove to the cemetery, climbing out of the car and walking around the back. He popped open the trunk, pulling out the salt, lighter fluid and the matches. He tossed the salt and lighter fluid to Sam before he led his little brother through the cemetery. He spotted the mausoleum with the last name written in bold letters on top. "There."

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Ana nodded her head. She sped towards the cemetery, parking the car and climbing out. She stopped when she spotted two men walking towards the mausoleum. Her brows furrowed and she tilted her head to the side. Who were these guys? She turned and looked at Willow. "Do you know them?" she asked.

Willow shook her head. "I don't," she mumbled. The brunette from walking to the grave to running to it. She saw one of them with a lighter and shoved him as she ran up. "Are you the reason Miranda is doing all this," she questioned. Willow felt a chill go down her spine and the air around her go cold. She turned around, her eyes widening when she saw her cousin but she didn't look the same at all. She was bloody and looked horrifying. The brunette found herself stumbling back until her hand touched Miranda's gravestone. She was going to die and she was scared.

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Sam was shocked when a girl ran up and shoved Dean. He saw the lighter go flying from his brother's hand. He listened to the brunette, assuming this was the girl Leann's roomate had suggested the find and talk to. Of course before Sam could open his mouth to say anything Miranda's ghost showed up to kill the only virgin in the area, Willow. He quickly began making a ring of salt around them all, watching as it seemed to piss the ghost off.

"Son of a bitch," Dean muttered, his brows furrowing as he watched everything go down. He glanced over at his lighter, slowly stepping outside of the salt circle to reach for it. He grunted when the ghost shoved him down with force before letting out a scream that was full of anguish and desperation. He honestly had to admit to himself, he felt really bad after reading what had happened to the poor girl, but he wasn't about to let her kill anymore people.

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Ana quickly looked around, seeing a hanging iron bar from the gate that looked like she might be able to break it off if she had enough strength. She rushed over, tugging at it until her hands grew numb from the cold, grunting when it finally broke off. She ran over and slashed through the apparition, watching Miranda disappear. She looked at the two men and then at Willow, rushing over to hug her friend. "We have to burn those bones," she said.

Willow looked from her cousin's grave to her friend and then the men. She saw Miranda reappear and called out her cousin's name. "Miranda what did your mom take from your grave," she asked. The ghost eyed Willow's neck, attempting to grab her but was unable to because the salt line was stopping her. The brunette moved her hand to her neck, realizing her aunt had given her the necklace she had been wearing after she had visited her cousin's grave. She took the necklace off and handed it to the guy with the lighter. "It's the necklace" she spoke. "Her mother gave me her necklace."

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Sam doused the necklace with gasoline, watching as the ghost disappeared when Dean salted and torched it. He knew it would still be safer to salt and torch the body to be on the safe side but it made him wonder what the signifigance of the necklace was and who Willow to Miranda. It would definitely be interesting to hear from the girl who seemed to be the only one who knew Miranda personally that they had talked to.