Still a work in progress... Sam's being stubborn, as usual, and won't help move things along... So anyway, this is a teaser from the next chapter of 'I Wanna Know Why' (and if you're wondering, he will eventually find out why...)

Disclaimer - still not mine, and hopefully still all three alive for season 2...

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"Hey, you coming or what?" Sam jumped, startled, and then gave a slight nod, smiling at the landlord who was showing them the apartment. Flashes from his latest vision kept popping into his mind. This was the place, the apartment, only, it was all wrong. The furniture was different, the pictures on the mantle were different, and the blood splutters on the carpet and wall, well, that was different alright. The apartment was either cursed or haunted, or so his brother claimed. Eighteen deaths in the past twenty years – that's what they came up with in their research – the last one taking place three days earlier.

"So, what can you tell us about the place?" Sam asked, making a face when he noticed he stepped in a splotch of dry blood. They pretended to be reporters – Sam being an intern learning the 'business' from Dean. They had landlord eating from the palm of their hand when Dean happened to mention the rent was rather cheap and that they were looking for a place.

As they expected, the landlord mostly repeated what they already knew, and added what they already suspected. There was some electric problem with the lights, but a technician was working to fix it, probably some rats, but they were planning to get an exterminator as soon as the police was finished with the place, and the painter was due the following week. Dean kept the conversation going while Sam looked around. He didn’t like being in this place. It felt like he was being watched, and it made the fine hairs on the back of his neck prickle. He looked questioningly at Dean, who nodded. There were definite cold spots around. There was something here, no question about it. They'll take care of it later, after the landlord leaves. They were thanking him, getting ready to leave and planning to return later that night but Sam just couldn’t shake the feeling someone was watching, that something was off… He had seen this place in his vision, that had to mean something.

"Hey, so just one last question," he said, turning back as they were already at the stairs. Dean looked questioningly at him. Sam cocked his head to the side, licking his lips. "There wouldn’t happen to have been a fire here, would it? I mean, all the stories…" he tried to smile "Just trying to think of a catchy title for the story…" he apologized at the look the landlord gave him.

"Well, now that you mentioned it," Sam's heart hammered, "there was a fire in the building. Almost thirty years ago. About a dozen died. Burned up half this side of the building." The landlord said, and than laughed, "But don’t worry, the ghosts come with no extra charge." He winked. Sam smiled back and hurried after his older brother on their way back to the car.

"You want to tell me what that was all about?" Dean asked once they were on their own again. Sam took a deep breath before answering.

"This is the place." He said. Dean looked questioningly at him.

"What place?" he asked, getting in the car and Sam followed him.

"From my vision. This is it, this is the place." Sam explained. Dean gave him a funny look.

"What, the Demon? No way, man. The guy that lived here didn’t even have a family." Dean said and Sam gave him a meaningful look. "What?"

"Come on, Dean. There was a fire here thirty years ago. That's it. That's the Demon. It was here."

"What? Thirty years ago?" Dean shrugged, "You're having visions about what happened thirty years ago now?" Dean looked intently at Sam, who pursed his lips uncomfortably, shaking his head.

"I don’t know." Sam said, "All I know is I've seen this place in my vision." They sat there silently for a moment, and then Dean started the car, driving back to the motel, each hunter deep in his own thoughts.

"Could be like our house." Dean suggested after a long moment of silence. Sam glanced at him.

"You think it attracted a poltergeist?" he asked. Dean half-shrugged.

"I guess we're gonna find out soon enough."