"Austin, Texas? What's there?" Sam asked. He glanced over at his brother who was driving the black Impala. Dean's eyes were focused on the road, but he glanced over at his brother while he spoke. "There's been a haunting at the college there. One of dad's old colleagues is there. I figured we could ask her about it." "Her?" Sam asked, sounding a little confused. Dean nodded his head to the side, motioning to the backseat.

Sam looked to the backseat and grabbed a folder and their dad's journal. Dean had compiled a folder of news articles of missing persons from the university. Most of them were football players or the "popular" guys, since the articles consisted of nothing but girls complementing the guys. Dean had also tabbed a page in their dad's journal where he had a list of contacts. "Maryann Gaines?" Sam questioned out loud.

"That's right Sammy, apparently her and dad had a thing. She's a very reliable source, at least that's what Bobby said…" Dean replied. He began to drum on the steering wheel when a good song came on the radio. His actions increased into humming with a little bit of singing to the words. Sam shook his head at his brother and kept looking through the file.

The brothers pulled up to the house of Maryann Gaines in the middle of the morning. The small suburban home was tan with two floors. It was nothing unusual. It had a chain linked fence and flower boxes sat on the banisters of the porch. The car in front of the house was a nice cushy Lexis.

Dean eyed the Lexis as he got out of his car. He looked from his worn Impala to the shiny black Lexis. "Well, they aren't living the hunter life…" he muttered. He patted his baby on the hood as if he could give reassurance to an inanimate object. Sam eyed the car as well, "This doesn't seem like someone dad would know. Most hunters aren't the type to have fancy cars or nice homes…"

Dean shrugged it off and jogged across the street to the sidewalk in front of the house with Sam in tow. Dean's fist rapped against the wood door and the brother's waited. It didn't take long for the clicking of heels on hardwood to be heard. The door opened and the brothers were face to face with a woman that looked nothing like the hunters they ever met.

This woman was in a suit. It was a sharp looking navy blazer with a matching skirt and a ruffled white top beneath it. Navy blue heels matched the suit. Hands were manicured and Dean would place ten bucks that her toes were just as primed. Her hair was a gentle set of wavy blonde locks. She looked between the boys. Bright hazel eyes confused as to why she had two young men standing on her porch with the same confused look. "May I help you boys?" she questioned, raising an eyebrow.

Dean blanked, unable to form words. Luckily he had Sam with him who acted as casual as possible. "We are looking for Maryann Gaines. We need to speak with her," Sam said.

"Well that's me, may I ask who you boys are?" she was becoming skeptical. Sam caught the look in her eyes and her hand tensed, ready to close the door on them.

"Dean and Sam Winchester," Dean finally replied, getting over the shock of a well taken care of hunter.

The brothers watched as the woman's eyes widen. "Winchester? As-As in John's boys?" she gaped. The brothers looked at each other and nodded at the woman. "Well, come on in boys. Come on," she said as she opened the door to give them space to walk through.

"This is a nice home you have," Dean said, looking around the building. Walls were painted or had nice wallpaper on them. The furniture was an expensive leather material. The rooms looked like they came out of a magazine of Homes and Gardens. However, Dean did notice that a brown haired girl was popular amongst the pictures on the walls and shelves of the home. He picked up one of the pictures of the girl at her high school graduation, beaming with a diploma in her hands with golden ropes around her neck that signified her high honors.

"Thank you," Maryann said, bringing in coffee and snacks for the boys. Sam was seated on the couch and took the coffee with a smile and a nod of gratitude. Maryann walked over to Dean as he put the picture back on the shelf. "That's my daughter, Olivia," she said. Dean looked at Maryann and smiled a little. "She's at the University of Texas right now hoping to get into med school." Dean gave her another weary smile and went to sit next to his brother.

"How can I help you guys?" Maryann asked, taking a seat on the couch across from the brothers. "Umm, actually it's about your daughter's school. Apparently there's been a haunting of sorts going on. Did you know anything about this?" Sam asked. He figured he would take on the questioning since Dean had dug into the snacks with a hungry vigor.

"Ah, yes I have heard about that. My daughter Olivia was telling me she was going to look into it," Maryann replied with a smile. Both of the brothers narrowed their eyes in confusion and speculation. "Olivia? As in the girl in the pictures?" Dean questioned, his mouth filled with cucumber sandwiches.

"Yes, she is a hunter after as well. Would you like more Dean?" Maryann nodded towards the empty plate that once held about ten sandwiches. "He's good," Sam replied before Dean could get out a "Please." Dean gave his brother a dirty look, but swallowed the food in his mouth before talking more. "Your daughter is a trained hunter?" Dean questioned. Maryann nodded. "Uh, could we have your daughter's number so that we can contact her? We would like to help her out on this, if that's alright with you," Sam questioned. Maryann nodded and happily obliged to his request.

Sam and Dean turned to wave as Maryann closed the door after escorted the guys out of her home. "Dean, we have to help this girl. I don't think she has any idea what she is getting in to," Sam said. Dean nodded, "I don't think Pretty Princess did either."