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SUPERNATURAL: Olivia Parker: Asylum

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A:N: So sorry for this chapter to be posted this late! I hope you guys will like it!!

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Warning: Angst, blood, fight, ghosts.

Previous parts: Pilot — Wendigo — Dead In The Water — Phantom Traveler — Bloody Mary — Skin — Hook Man — The Fight — Home

Olivia and Levy were running in the church, looking behind them every two minutes. Levy takes Olivia's hand and takes her into a dark room, closing the door behind them. Two guards of Khogalla pass next to the door, ignoring they were inside. Levy looks at Olivia. "What's the plan?" Olivia looks around her then back at Levy. "We need weapons." Levy nods. "Of course, but, uh, we're in a church." Olivia nods. "I didn't say it was going to be easy, or remotely logical, or a good idea. Just stated what we needed. The how is another thing.", "Cool." Olivia sighs. "Let's just see what we have here."

In Rockford, Illinois, there is a deserted building. Inside of it, there is graffiti and rubbish everywhere. Torchlight moves along the walls, a chain across a door is broken. Outside, a police car pulls up. Two cops walk up to chain link fence surrounding the building. "Can't keep kids out of this place." States the first cop. "What is it, anyway?" Asks his partner. "I forgot! You're not a local. You don't know the legend.", "Legend?", "Every town's got its stories, right? Ours is Roosevelt Asylum. They say it's haunted with the ghosts of the patients. Spend the night, the spirits will drive you insane." The two police officers enter the building with flashlights. "Hello? Police officers." They see the broken chain on the floor. The first cop sighs, "you're telling me these kids brought bolt-cutters? Come on. Let's split up.", "Right." The first cop's partner looks around, "hello? Hello?" The first cop wanders into another room. Expression changes. "Alright, come on out." His flashlight reveals three kids sitting in the dark. The second cop's flashlight goes out, and he shakes it. A door creaks open, something in this room looks at the officer. He slowly turns to look at the open door. Outside, the first the officer watches a car drive off then reaches for his radio. "Kelly, you copy?" Kelly suddenly appears behind him, making him jump. "Jeez! Where the hell have you been?", "In there…", "What was it? See anything?", "Huh. No." They return to the police car. Kelly's partner takes the car radio. "This is patrol one four. We are clear and returning to the station." Someone on the radio answers, "Roger." Kelly enters his bedroom. His wife is reading in bed. "Hey." Kelly ignores his wife and begins lining up his gun, keys, etc., on a chest of drawers. "So, what? You're still not talking to me? Walt! I said I was sorry about before — how many times do I have to say it?" Kelly picks up his gun. Three gunshots are heard.

Sam and Dean were in a hotel room. Sam was on the phone while Dean was on his computer. "No, Dad was in California last we heard from him. We just thought—he comes to you for munitions—maybe you've seen him in the last few weeks. Just, call us if you hear anything." Sam hangs up. "Caleb hasn't heard from him?" Sam shakes his head. "Nope. And neither has Jefferson or Pastor Jim. And you, anything from Olivia?" Dean shakes his head. "Nothing. She doesn't answer her phone. She's out of the radar. It's like she disappeared from the surface of Earth." Sam sighs. "She's somewhere. We're going to find her." Dean scratches his cheek and nods, still focusing on his computer.

Levy and Olivia were still hiding in the room. "I don't get it." Says Olivia, she looks at Levy. "Don't you have powers?" He nods. "I do. But apparently, they stayed in Khogalla." Olivia nods and looks away. "Balls." She stands up. Levy does the same. "All right. Do you know how to fight?" Levy grimaces, Olivia sighs. "Okay. Just stand back." He frowns. "For what?", "Security." She mutters, walking to the door. She opens it and coughs. The two guards that were searching for them ran to her. Levy's eyes got wide open, realizing her plan. After what seemed like the longest fight ever, Olivia knocked the two guards out. Her and Levy took the bodies inside the room with them and closed the door. Olivia looked at Levy, smiling. "Now we have weapons." Levy looks at her not smiling, she rolls her eyes and starts to take the weapons on the guards. "After we're done, tie them up." She takes the sword one of the guards had. Levy looks at her, "where are you going?", "I'm going to find her.", "She's probably not here. And you can't defeat her. You're not at full power.", "Well, at least I'm going to see if the church is clear." Levy nods.

"What about the journal? Any leads over there?" Asks Sam. "No, same as last time I looked. Nothing I can make out —I love the guy, but I swear, he writes like frigging Yoda.", "You know, maybe we should call the Feds. File a missing person's.", "We've talked about this. Dad'd be pissed if we put the Feds on his tail.", "I don't care anymore." Dean's cell phone rings, he crosses the room, while Sam keeps talking. "After all that happened back in Kansas, I mean—he should've been there, Dean. You said so yourself. You tried to call him and—nothing.", "I know!" Dean rummages through his duffel. "Where the hell is my phone?", "You know, he could be dead for all we know.", "Don't say that! He's not dead! He's—he's…", "He's what? He's hiding? He's busy?" Dean finds and flicks opens the cell phone. 'Message. From: Unavailable. — Subject: Message: 42, -89 9:52' "Huh. I don't believe it.", "What?", "It's, uh—It's a text message, it's coordinates." Dean takes his laptop and types on it. "You think Dad was texting us?" Dean shrugs, "he's given us coordinates before.", "The man can barely work a toaster, Dean.", "Sam, it's good news! It means he's okay, or alive at least.", "It could be Olivia.", "No. It said 'unknown.' Olivia would've used her phone number.", "Well, where do the coordinates point?", "That's the interesting part. Rockford, Illinois.", "Ok. And that's interesting how?", "I checked the local Rockford paper. Take a look at this. This cop, Walter Kelly, comes home from his shift, shoots his wife, then puts the gun in his mouth, blows his brains out. And earlier that night, Kelly and his partner responded to a call at the Roosevelt Asylum.", "Okay, I'm not following. What has this had to do with us?", "Dad earmarked the same asylum in the journal. Let's see." Dean searching through the journal. "Here. Seven unconfirmed sightings, two deaths — until last week at least. I think this is where he wants us to go." Sam snorts. "This is a job. Dad wants us to work a job.", "Well, maybe we will meet up with him? Maybe he's there?", "Maybe he's not? I mean, he could be sending us there, by ourselves, to hunt this thing.", "Who cares! If he wants us there, it's good enough for me!", "This doesn't strike you as weird? The texting? The coordinates?", "Sam! Dad's telling us to go somewhere, we're going." Sam makes a bitchface and sighs. "What about Olivia?", "We'll keep searching at the same time. In this motel or another that doesn't change." Walter Kelly's partner, Daniel Gunderson sits at a table in a local bar. Dean walks in front of him. "You're Daniel Gunderson. You're a cop, right?" Daniel nods, "yeah.", "Huh. I'm uh, Nigel Tufnel, The Chicago Tribune. Mind if I ask you a couple of questions, about your partner?", "Yeah, I do. I'm just trying to have a beer here.", "That's okay, I swear it won't take that long. I just want to get the story in your words.", "A week ago, my partner was sitting in that chair. Now he's dead. You're going to ambush me here?", "Sorry. But I need to know what happened." Sam comes in and pushes Dean aside roughly, "Hey, buddy, why don't you leave the poor guy alone! The man's an officer! Why don't you show a little respect!" Dean pauses, staring, then walks off. Daniel looks at Sam, "you didn't have to do that." Sam nods, "yeah, of course, I did. That guy's a serious jerk. Let me buy you a beer, huh?" Sam looks at the barman, "Two." Daniel nods again, "thanks." Sam walks out of the bar to Dean who's sitting on the Impala. "Shoved me kind of hard in there, buddy boy.", "I had to sell it, didn't I? It's method acting." Dean frowns, "huh?" Sam shakes his head, "never mind.", "What'd you find out from Gunderson?", "So, Walter Kelly was a good cop. Head of his class, even-keeled, he had a bright future ahead of him."," What about at home?", "He and his wife had a few fights, like everybody, but he was mostly smooth sailing. They were even talking about having kids.", "Alright, so either Kelly had some deep-seated crazy waiting to bust out, or something else did it to him.", "Right.", "What did Gunderson tell you about the asylum?" Sam looks at Dean and raises his eyebrows, "a lot."

Olivia comes back into the room where Levy was hiding. He stands up and looks at her, "they're gone.", "She sent them there to get to you." Olivia sighs. "This is crazy. This—" Her phone rings one more time, she takes it and answers it. "Yes." She grimaces when she hears Dean's voice. "Okay, Dean, calm down." She looks at Levy, he could see she was pissed off by everything happening to her lately. "Could you just shut up for one moment and let me explain my goddamn self, Winchester?" Dean doesn't answer. "Thank you. Now. I couldn't answer your calls and messages because I had an unfortunate event happen to me. I'm taking care of something first and then I will be on my way, just send me coordinates or whatsoever." She answers with a few 'okay' and 'alright' and hangs up. Levy looks at her, an eyebrow raised. "You." She points at Levy. "…Yes?", "You figure out a way to get your mojo back, I take care of the bodies, I call the cops for Father Moore's body, and we're on our way out." He nods. She looks at the bodies and sighs. "Okay let's get rid of you two."

Sam and Dean jump over the tall chain linked fence at the asylum and enter. Sam indicates a sign over one door, "so apparently the cops chased the kids there—into the south wing.", "South wing, huh? Wait a second." Dean flips through John's journal. "1972. Three kids broke into the south wing, only one survived. The way he tells it, one of his friends went nuts and started lighting up the place.", "So whatever is going on, the south wing is the heart of it.", "But if the kids are spelunking the asylum, why aren't there a ton more deaths?" Sam looks around, he notices the broken chain. "Looks like the doors are usually chained. Could've been chained up for years.", "Yeah, to keep people out." Dean looks at Sam, "or to keep something in." They look at the door, then at each other, then back at the door. Sam slowly pushes the door open. They walk down a hallway. "Let me know if you see any dead people, Haley Joel." Sam rolls his eyes at Dean, "dude, enough.", "I'm serious. You have got to be careful, all right? Ghosts are attracted to that whole ESP thing you got going on.", "I told you, it's not ESP! I just have strange vibes sometimes. Weird dreams.", "Yeah, whatever. Don't ask don't tell." After a moment of silence, Sam looks at Dean and his EMF, "you got any reading on that thing or not?", "Nope. Of course, it doesn't mean no one's home.", "Spirits can't appear during certain hours of the day.", "Yeah, the freaks come out at night.", "Yeah." Dean looks at Sam, "hey, Sam, who do you think is the hotter psychic, Patricia Arquette, Jennifer Love Hewitt, or you?" Sam pushes Dean, who laughs.

"Okay." Olivia closes the door of her car and gets to the motel room she booked for her and Levy. Levy stays in the car, not knowing what to do. Olivia looks back at Levy and frowns, "Levy?" He looks at her but doesn't answer. She walks to the passenger door and opens it. He looks up at her, worries in his eyes, she smiles at him reassuringly, feeling his anxiety. "Come on, we're going to get cleaned up and rest a little before heading to were Sam and Dean are." Levy nods and gets out of the car. She closes the door, locks the car, and they enter their motel room. Levy looks around the room and stays up next to the door. Olivia gets two bottles of water out of the small fridge. She gives one bottle to Levy. "Levy, are you okay?" He frowns, "it's so different from Khogalla. I can feel the amount of evil in the area, I can feel your distress, and I can't help but think about the people that need me, need you, us, back in Khogalla." Olivia takes Levy's arm and sits him on the bed. She sits on the one in front of him, "we're going to save them, I promise you, Levy. But for that we will need Sam and Dean, you can trust them, they're—", "The best hunters. All of us back in Khogalla know them." Olivia smiles. "We will save Khogalla, Levy.", "I believe you." She takes his hand in hers and smiles. "Okay, now go get cleaned up, I'm going to grab some food." He nods, puts the bottle down and goes into the bathroom. Olivia takes a deep breath and stands up, leaves the motel room to get some food.

Sam and Dean enter another room and look around. Dean whistles. "Man. Electro-shock. Lobotomies. They did some twisted stuff to these people. Kinda like my man Jack in Cuckoo's Nest." Dean makes crazy eyes and grins at Sam. Sam ignores him and Dean's smile drops. They look around some more. "So, what do you think? Ghosts possessing people?" Asks Dean. "Maybe. Or maybe it's more like Amityville, or the Smurl hunting.", "Spirits driving them insane. Kinda like my man Jack in the Shining." Dean grins. "Dean." Dean looks at Sam. "When are we going to talk about it?", "Talk about what?", "About the fact that Dad is not here.", "Oh. I see. How about—never?", "I'm being serious, man. He sent us here—", "So am I, Sam. Look, he sent us here, he obviously wants us here. We will pick up the search later.", "It doesn't matter what he wants.", "See. That attitude? Right there? That is why I always get the extra cookie.", "Dad could be in trouble, we should be looking for him. We deserve some answers, Dean. I mean, this is our family we're talking about.", "I understand that Sam, but he's given us an order.", "So what, we've got to always follow Dad's orders?", "Of course we do." Sam gives Dean a frustrated Face. Dean stares at him then turns away, ending the conversation. Dean pokes around and picks up a sign. " 'Sanford Ellicott.' — You know what we have to do. We have to find out more about the south wing. See if something happened here." Dean walks away, leaving the sign with Sam, who stares down at it with his infamous bitchface.

Olivia and Levy were on the road. Levy didn't talk much, he was looking at the landscape they were passing, Olivia could see curiosity and fear were mixed up in his eyes, but she also could feel it in his heart. This feeling only reminded her of what Father Moore told her. 'You need to talk with your heart. He can hear you, but he can't find you. Your souls are bound, he's your other half. Talk to him with your heart.' So Olivia decided to try. She thought about a happy memory, making her smile. Levy looked at her and smiled. She looks back at him, "My father loved to take me out every Saturday. It was our father-daughter moment. I remember being impatient the whole week for this day to come.", "You two were close?" Olivia nods. "He was my best friend. He understood me easily. We had the same temper." Levy frowns. "You're talking in past sentence." Olivia sighs. "My parents recently died. A demon killed them.", "You're used to fighting." Olivia shrugs at Levy's words. "I've grown up this way. I got out. Out of the hunting life, I had a son and a husband. But, they also were killed.", "By a demon?" Olivia sighs. "I don't know that yet.", "You mean…?", "We didn't find it. All we know is the thing that killed my family is the one who killed Sam and Dean's mother and Sam's girlfriend." Levy sighs. "The Aurea war should've stopped this.", "Stop what?", "Evil. All of this Evil in this city.", "It's everywhere, Levy. It's a constant war, we win battles, but the war is far from being over. In fact, I can't help but believe she's just started. We're in for a long shot.", "Are you afraid?", "Always. And I use it, it reminds me I'm human, that I'm not what I'm fighting against. I use it to fuel my strength." Levy smiles. "You maybe don't remember Khogalla or me, but you're still the same. You're my Queen. You're this fighter who still believes in the good. Still believe that souls are born pure, that it's up to the people to decide what to make of it. How to use it.", "I might not remember all of this, yet, but I do know one thing, the connection we have? I feel it. And I will do whatever it takes to save Khogalla."

Sam sits on a couch, flicking through a magazine. A man comes to the open door. The sign on the door reads 'Dr. James Ellicott, Clinical Psychiatry.' "Sam Winchester?" Dr. Ellicott calls out for Sam. Sam raises his hand, "that's me.", "Come on in." They move into the inner room. "Thanks again for seeing me last minute." Sam looks around the room. "Dr…Ellicott. Ellicott, that name. Wasn't there a—a Dr. Sanford Ellicott? Yeah, he was a chief psychiatrist somewhere.", "My father was chief of staff at the old Roosevelt Asylum. How did you know?", "Ah. Well, I'm sort of a local history buff. Hey, wasn't there, an incident or something? In the hospital, I guess. In the south wing, right?", "We're on your dollar, Sam. We're here to talk about you.", "Oh, okay. Yeah, yeah. Sure.", "So, how are things?", "Ah, things are good, Doctor.", "Good. What have you been doing?", "Ahh, same old. I have just been on a—on a road trip with my brother and best friend.", "Was that fun?" Sam takes a long pause before answering. "Loads. Umm. You know, we—ahh—we—met—a lot of—interesting people. Did a lot of—ah—interesting things…You know? What was it exactly that happened in the south wing? I forget…", "Look, if you're a local history buff, you know all about the Roosevelt riot.", "The Riot. Well, no. I know. I'm just curious.", "Sam. Let's cut the bull, shall we? You're avoiding the subject.", "What subject?", "You. Now I will make you a deal. I will tell you all about the Roosevelt riot if you tell me something honest about yourself. Like, uh, this brother and the best friend you're road tripping with. How do you feel about them?" Sam looks a little bit freaked out. Dean leans against glass windows next to the door, looking bored. Olivia's car parks next to the Impala. Dean frowns when he sees Levy coming out of the car. But worry hits him when he sees Olivia's bruised eye and cut lip. "What the hell happened to you?" Olivia sighs. Dean looks at her and frowns. He doesn't hesitate and embraces her. "I'm glad you're okay." Olivia closes her eyes. "But you will have to explain yourself." Olivia pulls away and nods, "I know. And I will." Dean nods and looks at Levy. Olivia shakes her head, "oh, sorry. Levy, Dean, Dean, Levy.", "Is he the friend you were helping out?", "No, he's the one who helped me out." Dean frowns again. "I will explain everything once we're in our motel room, Dean.", "Okay." After a moment waiting outside, Sam walks out. Dean growls. "Dude! You were in there forever. What the hell were you talking about?", "Just the hospital, you know. Hey Olivia." Olivia smiles. "Hey, uh, Sam, this is Levy." Sam smiles at Levy, Levy nods. Dean clears his throat and looks at Sam, "and?", "And the south wing? It's where the housed the tough cases. The psychotics, the criminally insane.", "Sounds cozy." Sam nods at Dean. "Yeah. And one night in '64, they rioted. Attacked staff. Attacked each other." Olivia grimaces, "so, the patients took over the asylum?" Sam nods, "apparently.", "Any deaths?" Asks Dean. "Some patients, some staff. I guess it was pretty gory. Some of the bodies were never even recovered, including our chief of staff, Ellicott.", "Wait," Olivia shakes her head and closes her eyes, then she looks at Sam, "what do you mean by 'never recovered'?", "Cops scoured every inch of the place, but I guess the patients must've—stuffed the bodies somewhere hidden." Levy was getting pale, but no one seemed to notice. Dean scoffs, "that's grim." Sam nods. "Yeah. So, they transferred all the remaining patents and closed the hospital down." Olivia sighs loudly. "So," starts Dean, "to sum it up, we've got a bunch of violent deaths and a bunch of unrecovered bodies.", "And a bunch of angry spirits." Olivia looks at Levy, he looks back at her and shakes his head. He walks away. Olivia looks at Sam and Dean. "Excuse me a second." She walks fast and joins Levy. Dean watches them while Sam was watching him, he clears his throat, Dean looks back at him. "I say let's check out the hospital tonight."

A torchlight approaches behind a door. The door creaks open, a young man and woman, university-aged, enter. "Check this out! Creepy—yet terrifying." States the man. "I thought we were going to a movie." Says the woman. "This is better. It's like we're in a movie." The woman huffs. "I can't believe you call this a date.", "Come on. It will be fun. Let's look around. Come on!" They move further along. The man jumps and swings around. "What was that?" The woman also swings around. The man pokes her, and she jumps, then hits him. He laughs. "Hey, look. Come on, let's check it out.", "I—don't want to. Let's just go.", "Come on!" They stare at each other. "Okay. Okay, you can wait here.", "W— Gavin. No.", "I'm just going to be a minute. Nothing is going to get you, I promise." Gavin moves into the next room alone. The door slams behind him. He looks at it, grins, and keeps going. In the doorway, a female figure with long hair is seen in shadow just as Gavin's flashlight fails. He shakes it. "Damn it." Gavin turns around, "Hey sweetie. Couldn't take it, huh?" The female figure moves closer and puts her hands either side of his face. "Hey." Gavin and the female figure start making out. In the distance, the voice of his girlfriend is heard, "Gavin? Gavin, where are you?" Gavin pulls back and freaks out.

Sam, Dean, Olivia, and Levy are in the Winchester's motel room. Olivia was explaining everything that happened to her up until the episode in the church. "When Levy arrived, we tried to convince Father Moore to go to the hospital, that's when at least ten guards came. At first, we fought, Father Moore wanted to help us, but one of the guards killed him. We fought some more, but they were stronger and armed. We didn't have any weapon on us. So we hid. The church was so big that it was hard to find our way anywhere we could hide, after a moment we found a room and hid in it. Two guards were close behind us, so we set a trap, knocked them out and took their weapon. By the time we were ready to fight them, the rest of the guards were gone." Sam and Dean frown. "That doesn't make sense." Levy stands up. Olivia looks at him, confused. "Olivia, where is your necklace?", "It's on my n—" Olivia touches her neck, but there was nothing. "It must have dropped.", "Or they took it." Adds Dean. "Oh, no, no, no, no." Olivia looks at Levy who was panicking, she stands up, "what?! What's going on?", "She has the other piece of the necklace, the one I have on me is useless! She's keeping you at your human strength.", "Well, I'm sorry, but for a human, I'm strong.", "Yes, I know, but that is not the point. She's not human, she's a witch, without you and your powers, she's the strongest witch. By keeping the pearls, the two necklaces separate, she's assuring her victory." Silence fell upon the room. Olivia sat back down. "Balls.", "Okay." Dean stands up. "Here's the plan, I have no idea what all of this means, but you will explain to me later. So you two you stay here, find a way, anything. While Sam and I will wrap up this case." Levy nods. "Okay, let's move." Sam and Dean leave the motel room.

Sam and Dean are standing in front of the Asylum entrance. Sam pushes open the door, Dean beside him. "Sam is holding a video camera and flashlight, Dean an EMF. "Getting readings?" Asks Sam. "Yeah, big time.", "this place is orbing like crazy.", "Probably multiple spirits out and about.", "And if these uncovered bodies are causing the haunting—", "We have to find them and burn them. Just be careful though. The only thing that makes me more nervous than a pissed off spirit—is the pissed off spirit of a psycho killer." Sam and Dean keep walking, missing a crazed-looking bald man strapped into a straitjacket in the corner. Sam and Dean keep looking and move into separate rooms. After a minute Sam sees an old woman through the video lens; white-haired, one eye bloody and hanging out, walking toward him. "Dean? Dean!!" Dean runs into the room, rummaging through his bag at the same time. "Shotgun!", "Sam, get down!" Shouts Dean. Sam throws himself on the ground. Dean shoots the woman, she disintegrates. They both look around gasping. "That was weird." Says Sam. "Yeah. You're telling me." Dean starts moving out of the room. Sam follows. "No, Dean, I mean it was weird that she didn't attack me.", "Looked pretty aggro from where I was standing.", "She didn't hurt me. She didn't even try! So if she didn't want to hurt me then what did she want?" A noise comes from a room they are passing. Dean immediately raises his shotgun, and Sam flicks on the torch and shines it into the room. They approach a metal bed covered in a ragged shet, on its side. They see the top of a blonde head behind it. They brace themselves. Sam reaches out and tips the bed over. Gavin's girlfriend is crouched, facing the corner. She spins around, terrified and gasping. "It's alright. We're not going to hurt you. It's okay. What's your name?" Asks Dean, trying to reassure her. "Katherine. Kat.", "Okay. I'm Dean, this is Sam.", "What are you doing here?!", "Um. My boyfriend, Gavin.", "Is he here?" Asks Dean. "Somewhere. He thought it would be fun, try and see some ghosts. I thought it was all just—you know. Pretend. I've seen things. I heard Gavin scream and…", "Alright. Kat? Come on. Sam is going to get you out of here and then we're going to find your boyfriend.", "No! No. I'm not going to leave without Gavin. I'm coming with you.", "It's no joke around here, okay. It's dangerous." States Dean. "That's why I have to find him." Sam and Dean glance at each other. Sam shrugs. "Alright, I guess we're going to split up then. Let's go."

Olivia and Levy were in the motel room, books and papers were scattered all around the room. Olivia was on her computer while Levy was reading a book. Olivia sighs. Levy looks up at her. "Levy, this is going nowhere. There is no trace of Khogalla. We're wasting time, here.", "I know, but we can't do much." Olivia looks at the necklace then back at Levy. "Or maybe we can." Levy frowns.

Kat is with Dean. "Gavin…Gavin?", "I've got a question for you. You've seen a lot of horror movies, yeah?", "I guess so." Dean turns to face her. "Do me a favor. Next time you see one? Pay attention. When someone says a place is haunted—don't go in!" As they move on, a dark shape moves across the inside of the window Dean, and Kat passed. Sam sees Gavin on the ground unconscious and crouches to shake him. Gavin wakes and freaks out. "Hey, Gavin. It's okay, I'm here to help.", "Who are you?", "My name is Sam. Uh, we found your girlfriend.", "Kat?" Gavin stands up. "Is she alright?", "Yeah. She's worried about you. Are you okay?", "I was running. I think I fell.", "You were running from what?", "There was—there was this girl. Her face, it was all messed up.", "Okay listen, did this girl—did she try and hurt you?", "What? No, she—uh…", "She what?", "She—kissed me.", "Uh—um—but—but she didn't hurt you, physically?", "Dude! She kissed me. I'm scarred for life!", "Well, trust me, it could have been worse. Now, do you remember anything else?", "She uh—actually, she tried to whisper something in my ear.", "What?", "I don't know. I ran like hell." Dean and Kat were in another hallway, Dean leading the way. The flashlight fades. Dean shakes the torch. "You son of a bitch." He researches into his pocket. "It's alright, I got a lighter." Says Dean. Kat turns to look behind them. "Ow. You're hurting my arm.", "What are you talking about?" They turn to look at each other, realizing they're too far apart to be touching, they look down. A disembodied hand is clutching Kat's arm. Kat is dragged into a room, the metal door slamming behind her. Dean races to it and struggles to pull it open, Kat bangs on it from the inside, but it doesn't budge.

"Are you sure it's going to work?", "Well, Father Moore and you said that those pearls are the essence of me, right?" Levy nods. "Okay, so with one part of the necklace, and me doing the exact same thing I did to bring you here, but this time to go where the other half is.", "Which is probably in Khogalla.", "Where you will have your powers.", "Fighting Profeta in Khogalla, on our ground would be a plus for us.", "Or not. She could be waiting for us. She's been owning Khogalla for a long time now, she's more at ease back there than we would be. But no matter where we fight her, our chances are the same. Just a little bit stronger with us being in Khogalla. Not only it will not endanger innocents, but as I mentioned, you will have your powers.", "Well, I guess there is only one way to find out." Olivia shrugs. "Yup.", "You're sure you don't want to wait for Sam and Dean?", "What help would they be? Be honest.", "Back there? Nothing.", "Exactly. Let's get to work." Levy nods.

Dean continues to struggle with the door. "Let me out! Please!", "Kat! Hang on!" Dean smashes at the door with a metal pipe, then tries to jimmy it open. Inside, Kat slowly backs up, looking at the door. Someone stands behind her, breathing heavily. When Kat spins around, there is no one there. Dean continues banging on the door. Kat turns again and sees the ghost. Tall, heavyset, long dark oily hair, his face a bloody mess. Kat screams and backs up to the door — and backs into him. She screams again. Sam runs down the hall to Dean, followed by Gavin. "What's going on?", "She's inside with one of them.", "Help me!!" Screams Kat. "Kat!!" Screams back Gavin. Kat slides down against the door as the ghost approaches. "Get me out of here!", "Kat, it's not going to hurt you. Listen to me. You've got to face it. You've got to calm down." Dean turns to Sam, astonished. "She's got to what?!", "I have to what?!", "These spirits, they're not trying to hurt us, they're trying to communicate. You have to face it. You have to listen to it.", "You face it!", "No! It's the only way to get out of there.", "No!", "Look at it, come on. You can do it." Kat, taking deep breaths, turns to face the ghost. He leans in close to her face. "Kat?" Calls out Gavin. "Man, I hope you're right about this." Sam nods, "yeah, me too." They wait outside the door in a tense silence. The lock clicks and the door slowly opens. Kat is standing int he doorway. "Oh, Kat." Sam goes inside to check out the room. He comes back out, shaking his head at Dean. "One thirty-seven." Dean looks at Kat. "Sorry?", "It whispered in my ear, One thirty-seven." Sam and Dean spoke in synch, "room number." Sam and Dean crouch against the wall where they can't be heard. "Alright. So if these spirits aren't trying to hurt anyone—" Starts Sam, "—Then what are they trying to do?" Finishes Dean. "Maybe that's what they've been trying to tell us.", "I guess we will find out.", "Alright.", "So, now, are you guys ready to leave this place?" Asks Dean to Gavin and Kat. Kat nods, "that's an understatement.", "Okay." Dean turns to Sam, "you get them out of here. I'm going to find room one thirty-seven." Sam leads Kat and Gavin down a hallway. "So. How do you guys know about all this ghost stuff?" Wonders Kat. "It's kind of our job.", "Why would anyone want a job like that?" Sam huffs a laugh at Kat's remark. "I had a crappy guidance counselor.", "And Dean? He's your boss?" Sam looks down at Kat, "No." Dean moves down a hallway and shines his torch on room one thirty-seven. He pushes against the door, using his weight to push aside the broken furniture blocking it. The place is a mess, filing cabinets pushed over, papers everywhere, the walls stained. He shines the torch around, flicks through some folders lying in a cabinet, and keeps looking. Sam marches down a hallway and tries the door, but it's locked. He tries another one, also locked. "Alright. I think we have a small problem.", "Then break it down." Answers Gavin. "I don't think that's going to work.", "Then a window." Kat looks at Gavin, "they're barred.", "Then how are we supposed to get out?" Asks Gavin. "That's the point. We're not. There's something in here. It doesn't want us to leave." Kat looks at Sam, "those patients…" Sam shakes his head, "no. Something else." Dean is still searching the room. He finds a loose panel and pries it off. Behind it is a satchel full of papers. "This is why I get paid the big bucks." Inside is a journal with many notes and hand-drawn pictures of medical instruments. Dean pulls up a chair and starts reading, looking concerned. "Well, all work and no play makes Dr. Ellicott a very dull boy." A noise makes him look up quickly. Sam moves back down a hallway toward Kat and Gavin. "Alright, I've looked everywhere. There's no other way out." Gavin raises his eyebrows, "so what the hell are we going to do?", "Well, for starters, we're not going to panic." Says Sam. "Why the hell not!?" Panics Gavin. Sam's phone rings and he answers. "Hey. — Sam, it's me. I see it. It's coming at me. — Where are you? — I'm in the basement. Hurry up! — I'm on my way." Sam hangs up and looks at Kat and Gavin. "Alright, can either of you handle a shotgun?", "What? No!" Answers Gavin. Kat shrugs, "I can." Gavin looks at her in amazement. "My dad took me skeet shooting a couple of time.", "Alright, here. It's loaded with rock salt. It may not kill a spirit, but it will repel it. So if you see something, shoot." Kat nods, "okay.", "Okay." Sam is searching through hallways and rooms. "Dean!" His flashlight flickers and fades. He shakes and taps it. A door behind him swings open. He raises his shotgun and approaches carefully. "Dean?" A shadow moves behind a ragged curtain, drawing his attention. When he pulls the curtain back, there's no one there. He then turns, and an old beaten up man with ragged hair and clothes grabs Sam's face, his hands start glowing. "Don't be afraid. I'm going to make you all better."

Olivia and Levy were still in the motel room. Olivia sighs and puts her head in her hands. "I can't. I start to feel the connection to Khogalla, and then it goes away." Levy sits next to her. "You can do this. With or without powers, you're one of the strongest people I know. You can do this." Olivia looks at Levy and smiles. "Okay.", "Okay. Just take a deep breath, when you feel that connection coming, hold onto it." Olivia nods, she closes her eyes and focuses again.

Gavin paces, Kat crouches against the wall holding the shotgun. Kat sighs, "hey, Gavin?" Gavin comes to crouch beside her. "Yeah?", "If we make it out of here alive— we are so breaking up." Gavin stares at her. They hear a noise around the corner and both rise. Kat raises her shotgun, "did you hear that?", "Something's coming." Dean comes around the corner and sees Kat just as she pulls the trigger. He throws himself back around the corner, crouching against the wall. "Damn it, damn it, don't shoot! It's me!", "Sorry! Sorry.", "Son of a—" Dean comes round the corner and looks at the marks left in the wall. "What are you still doing here!? Where's Sam?" Gavin frowns, "he went to the basement. You called him.", "I didn't call anybody.", "His cell phone rang. He said it was you." Says Kat. "Basement, huh?" Dean looks around and grabs some extra weapons. "Alright. Watch yourselves— and watch out for me!" Dean looks around in the basement. "Sammy? Sam, you down here? Sam? Sam!" As he turns, Sam is standing right in front of him. Dean jumps back, automatically raising his shotgun. "Man, answer me when I'm calling! You're alright?", "Yeah. I'm fine.", "You know it wasn't me who called your cell, right?", "Yeah, I know. I think something lured me down here.", "I think I know who. Dr. Ellicott. That's what the spirits have been trying to tell us. You haven't seen him, have you?", "No. How do you know it was him?", "Because I found his log book. Apparently, he was experimenting on his patients, awful stuff. Makes lobotomies look like a couple of aspirin.", "But it was the patients who rioted.", "Yeah. They were rioting against Dr. Ellicott. Dr. Feelgood was working on some sort of, like, extreme rage therapy. He thought that if he could get his patients to vent their anger, then they would be cured of it. Instead, it only made them worse and worse and angrier and angrier. So I'm thinking, what if his spirit is doing the same thing? To the cop? To the kids in the seventies, making them so angry they become homicidal… Come on, we got to find his bones and torch them.", "How? The police never found his body.", "The log book said he had some sort of hidden procedure room down here somewhere where he'd work on his patients. So, if I were a patient I'd drag his ass down here, do a little work on it myself.", "I don't know, it sounds kind of…", "Crazy?", "Yeah.", "Yeah. Exactly." Dean opens another door, looks inside, then gestures with his head for Sam to follow. Sam gives Dean a stealthy, sly look. They both enter the room. "I told you I looked everywhere, Dean. I didn't find a hidden room.", "Well, that's why they call it hidden." Dean hears a wind noise. "Do you hear that?", "What?" Dean looks around, crouches and holds his hand out. "There's a door here." Sam points his gun at Dean. "Dean." A trickle of blood runs from his nose. "Step back from the door." Dean raises to his feet, his eyes going from the gun to Sam's face. "Sam put the gun down.", "Is that an order?", "Nah, it's more of a friendly request." Sam raises his gun to point at Dean's chest. "Because I'm getting pretty tired of taking your orders.", "I knew it. Ellicott did something to you.", "For once in your life, just shut your mouth.", "What are you going to do, Sam? Gun's filled with rock salt. It's not going to kill me." Sam shoots Dean in the chest. The shot blasts him backward through the hidden door to fall on the floor. "No. But it will hurt like hell." Dean lies on the floor, gasping for breath. "Sam!" Sam stands over him. "We have to burn Ellicott's bones, and all this will be over, and you will be back to normal.", "I am normal. I'm just telling the truth for the first time. I mean, why are we even here? Because you're following Dad's orders like a good little soldier? Because you always do what he says without question? Are you that desperate for his approval?", "This isn't you talking, Sam.", "That's the difference between you and me. I have a mind of my own. I'm not pathetic, like you.", "So what are you going to do, huh? Are you going to kill me?", "You know what, I am sick of doing what you tell me to do. We're no closer to finding Dad today than we were six months ago.", "Well, then here. Let me make it easier for you." Dean holds his Smith & Wesson toward Sam. "Come on. Take it. Real bullets are going to work a hell of a lot better than rock salt." Sam hesitates. "Take it!!" Sam points the gun at Dean's face. "You hate me that much? You think you could kill your own brother? Then go ahead. Pull the trigger. Do it!" Sam pulls the trigger, but the chamber is empty. He tries again, and once more. Dean uses a right cross to knock Sam to the ground and struggles to get up. He moves to stand over Sam. "Man, I'm not going to give you a loaded pistol!" Sam stares up at Dean. Dean delivers a vicious right cross the knock Sam out, almost falling as he does so. He pats Sam's chest. "Sorry, Sammy."

"Okay, do you feel the connection?" Olivia nods. Levy takes her hand and closes his eyes. After a moment, the air changes, Olivia opens her eyes and realizes they aren't in their motel room anymore. She shakes Levy's hand, he opens his eyes and looks around. They stand up and look around. "Come on, let's go find somewhere more hidden than this." Olivia nods and follows Levy.

Dean begins looking around the room, pushing back ragged curtains with his pistol. Dr. Ellicott glides past, but Dean doesn't notice. He sees a tuft of something poking out of the corner of a closed cupboard and moves closer. He opens the door to find a mummified corpse and flinches back from the smell, gagging. "Oh, that's just gross." Dean salts the body. "Soak it up." Dean drops the salt container and grabs a small tin of kerosene, squirting the body. In the background his torch flickers, unnoticed. A gurney comes flying across the room and knocks Dean to the ground. Dr. Ellicott grabs Dean's face, and once again, his hands light up. "Don't be afraid. I'm going to help you. I'm going to make you all better." Dean struggles to reach his bag with one hand, finds his lighter, flicks it on and tosses it at the mummified body. Ellicott lets go of Dean as his remains start to burn. Dean crawls out of the way and watches ar Ellicott's ghost turns black and falls to the ground, crumbling on impact. Sam wakes up, and Dean looks over at him as Sam flexes his jaw painfully. "You're not going to try and kill me, are you?" Sam raises his hand to push at his jaw, "no.", "Good. Because that would be awkward."

"Okay. Give me your hand." Olivia grimaces and does as told. Levy takes a knife and cuts the palm of her hand. He drips some of her blood over the ground. "Remind me why you're drying me?", "Your blood here will help you having a stronger connection to Khogalla until we get the second part of the necklace back." Olivia nods. Levy wraps something around her now wounded hand. "Okay. Now let's go back to the motel. Just do whatever you did earlier but think of the motel." Olivia focuses and but couldn't find any connection. "Huh, Levy? I can't find the connection." Levy doesn't answer, this never happened. "Wait." Says Olivia. "Give me your hand." Olivia focuses back and feels the connection. The air changes again and when they open their eyes, they're in the motel room. Levy looks at her. "How did you do it?" Olivia scratches the back of her neck. "Well—I—I thought about Dean." Levy smiles.

Sam, Dean, Kat, and Gavin were outside the asylum. Kat smiles, "thanks, guys." Gavin nods, "yeah, thanks.", "No more haunted asylums, okay?" Gavin and Kat nod at Dean. Sam and Dean watch Gavin and Kat walking toward their car, then they turn to the Impala. "Hey, Dean?" Dean turns to look at Sam but doesn't speak. "I'm sorry, man. I said some awful things back there.", "You remember all that?", "Yeah. It's like I couldn't control it. But I didn't mean it, any of it.", "You didn't, huh?", "No, of course not! Do we need to talk about this?" Dean moves to get into the Impala. "No. I'm not really in the sharing and caring kind of mood. I just want to get some sleep and figure out what the hell is happening to Olivia."

When Sam and Dean enter the room, Olivia felt the tension between them. "Is everything alright?" Sam looks at Dean who nods at Olivia. Olivia looks at Sam, worry in her eyes, Sam looks down and back at her. She sighs. Dean sits down on the bed. "Okay. Olivia. Now's the time for some explanation." Olivia looks at Levy, she sighs and sits down on a chair in front of him. "Okay. Well, I discovered not so long ago, like three days ago that, in my past lives, I was the Queen of some sort of magical kingdom." Dean holds up his hand, Olivia stops talking. He stands up, "what now? A magical kingdom?" Dean looks at Levy, "and who is he? I mean we don't know him, never heard of him, never saw him, and out of nowhere he's here, following you everywhere you go!" Olivia stands up, "Dean calm down.", "Calm down." He looked at Olivia and was about to answer when he saw how panicked she was. "Okay. Okay, sorry.", "The thing is, for me to be at full strength, and power, and to remember those past lives, we need the said necklace, the other half that the guards stole." Dean nods. "Profeta, an evil which is taking control over Khogalla. The kingdom was created on pure, blessed and good grounds, if she takes fully over it, she will be strong enough to take over our world, or to destroy it." Dean sighs loudly. "What's the plan?", "Well, earlier, I tried, with the half that we have to teleport to Khogalla, and it worked." Dean nods, slowly recovering from what Olivia was telling him. "So now that you're here, I say Levy, and I go back there, while you stay here and make sure no one comes to our world.", "Wait, you want us to stay here while you're somewhere only God knows?" Olivia sighs and looks at Levy. He nods. She looks back at Dean. "When I finally was able to go to Khogalla, the only way I found to come back here, was you. You being here was the connection I needed to find my way back." After the discussion on the plan, Olivia didn't give Dean any choice but to stay there. Everyone was asleep. Dean's phone rings, waking Sam up. "Dean." Dean doesn't move. Frowning, Sam grabs Dean's phone from the end table and checks the number, then flips it open. "Hello." Sam sits straight up in bed. "Dad?"

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