(Jenny's P.O.V.)

I later found out that Chris and Dean had given their numbers to Charlie. I wasn't sure how I felt about the phone number exchange but I kept silent. That night we all went our separate ways. By the time we got to our apartment it was nearly midnight. As Chris opened the door I shoved past her and grabbed the blankets from my bed.

"Where are you-" She was cut off as I dashed into the bathroom and hung the blanket up over the mirror. "Man," She sighed. "You are so bloody superstitious." I rubbed the back of my neck and sat on my bed.

"I just don't want to take any chances. Who knows what will happen."

"I take it you want to stay up all night and leave all of the lights on as well, hmm?" I blushed and threw a pillow at her. She swiftly dodged, grabbed the pillow, and chucked it back at me. Rolling of the bed I landed on the ground. The pillow soared over head and I chuckled.

"You're right, we just need to get some sleep, nothing more."

.   .  .

The next morning we got a call form Charlie. She was frantic and worried. Apparently the night her friend Jill had been found dead, her eyes were practically scratched out. Throwing on a clean shirt and my favorite green button up. Chris took the wheel and we sped out towards Jill's house. Charlie was already there and I saw Dean and Sam pull up behind us.

"We got the call." Sam said walking up and along side me.

"Same, it appears to be the same as Steven. If only we could in and inspect the house." I muttered. Sam gave me a small smile.

"I'm sure that Charlie would be willing to let us go in and look around now that now only is Mr. Shoemaker dead, but so is Lily." I nodded. Sure enough with a little help we quickly climbed in through and window and into Lily's bedroom.

"Here's the mirror." Dean said. He paused suddenly. "Wait here." A moment later he returned with a black light and turned it on. We slowly turned over the mirror and saw "Gary Bryman" written on the back of the mirror. Chris and I looked at each other. I was sure that my feelings of curiosity were reaching her. With the new found information we hurried off to the library.

.   .   .

"Man, why is this library so dusty and empty?" Dean chuckled.

"Because, we have the internet." I rolled my eyes and sat down at the nearest computer. Turning it on I opened the newspaper area and typed in Gary Bryman. Soon articles were popping up. Clicking on the first one I saw an article covering the death of the young boy.

"Apparently he was killed in a hit and run. Oh- they have a picture of the car. Do you recognize it Charlie?" I heard a gasp and turned.

"That's Lily's car." I casted my eyes down and sighed. I wasn't all that surprised. With that we all hurried back to the Shoemaker residence and found out that on the back of Steven's mirror "Linda Shoemaker" was written on the back.

"But, Linda overdosed on pills, that was it." Charlie argued. We all shared a look that said what we all felt. Linda was murdered by her husband. As we stepped out of the house I pulled my hair back and turned to Dean and Sam.

"I think that you guys should start researching all of the deaths that involve women named Mary. Meanwhile Chris and I are going down to the morgue to inspect Stevens' and Lily's body." Sam nodded.

"Good luck, we'll start, if we find anything we'll call you." Dean gave his brother a strange look that I couldn't quite interpret. Shrugging it off I slid into the drivers side of our beautiful  Triumph. Starting the car I headed over to the morgue.

"Well this place seems dead." Chris stated. Even though we were trying to be serious I couldn't help but begin to laugh.

"Let's be quiet, with how loud we're being, we could wake the dead." I shot back. Chris began to laugh harder and I clutched my side. I calmed us down and straightened my shirt. With that I walked into the head coroner's office and looked at the desk person. "We need to examine the bodies of Steven Shoemaker and of the newcomer Lily." The desk person gave me a sly smile.

"Sorry, no ones allowed back there." I flashed my badge and slammed my hand on the desk.

"Sorry, we have a murder on the loose and I don't feel like playing games, so let's try this again. Let me see the bodies, now." The guy nodded and I smirked.

(Dean's P.O.V.)

As the two sisters hopped in their car I nudged Sam's arm.

"So Sammy, what's going on with you and that Jen?" Sam gave me a disgusted look.

"Nothing." I raised my eyebrows and wiggled them. "It's true, we are doing a joint investigation in order to catch this spirit, that's it." Laughing I sat down in my car and we drove off. After an hour of researching every Mary that has died in this area we soon found a match on a Mary Worthington form Indiana.

"Hey, Jen, this is Sam. I'm just calling to let you know that we have a lead on a Mary Worthington. We're heading to Indiana so that we can speak to the police chief." After a moment he hung up and sat down in the car.

"What's your girlfriend say?" I asked starting the car.

"First off, she's not my girlfriend. Second off, she said that we should go check it out and that we'll meet up later if it seems to have a stronger lead. I nodded and we started off towards Indiana.

.   .   .

"What do you remember about the Mary Worthington case?" I asked. The police chief was an older man with a tired look.

"Oh, I remember that case well. We never caught her killer. You see, someone broke into her apartment, the person not only killed her but they even cut out her eyes. Before she died she tried to spell out her killers name. All that she was able to write was T-R-E."

"Do you have any idea on who killed her." Sam asked.

"I do, his name was  Trevor Sampson, he was a surgeon but even though he was suspected he was never actually convicted of the murder. I'm sure that it was him. The was that her eyes were cut out was so professional." He shuddered and I frowned.

"Where was her body buried?" I asked. The man gave me a sad look.

"It wasn't, she was cremated." I groaned and Sam sighed. Looks like this was going to be harder than planned.

"What about that mirror, where is it now?"

"That, it was given back to the family." Great, now we have to get rid of a spirit via mirror.