DEAN FOUND A PLACE TO PARK IN DOWNTOWN JERICHO and the three began to walk around. They only spent about five minutes looking before they spotted a dark haired girl posting flyers.

"I'll bet you that's her." Dean stated,

"Don't need to bet on that." Andy responded as the three of them walked up to her, 

"You must be Amy."

"Yeah."

Andy looked around at all the other missing posters. It seemed like men going missing happened often in this small town.

"Yeah, Troy told us about you. We're his uncles. I'm Dean, this is Sammy. And this is my girlfriend, Andy." Dean put an arm around Andy and she rolled her eyes,

"He never mentioned you to me." Amy responded, walking away and grabbing another flyer from her bag and the three followed,

"Well, that's Troy, I guess. We're not around much, we're up in Modesto." Dean replied,

"So, we're looking for him too, and we're kinda asking around." Sam stated as another woman walked over to Amy,

"Hey, are you okay?" She asked, putting her hand on Amy's arm,

"Yeah."

"You mind if we ask you a couple questions?" Sam asked.

The five of them made their way to a diner down the street. Andy was a bit grumpy she had to slide into a booth between Dean and Sam. Dean had an arm around her shoulder and she kept shrugging it off but he kept placing it there to annoy her,

"I was on the phone with Troy. He was driving home." Amy began, "He said he would call me right back, and...he never did."

"He didn't say anything strange, or out of the ordinary?" Sam questioned.

Amy shook her head, "No. Nothing I can remember."

Dean leaned forward, "Here's the deal, ladies. The way Troy disappeared, something's not right. So if you've heard anything..." Amy and Rachel looked at each other and they three of them knew they were hiding something,

"What is it?" Andy asked,

"Well, it's just... I mean, with all these guys going missing, people talk." Amy said,

"What do they talk about?" Sam and Dean asked at the same time,

"It's kind of this local legend. This one girl? She got murdered out on Centennial, like decades ago." Rachel said, "Well, supposedly she's still out there. She hitchhikes, and whoever picks her up? Well, they disappear forever."

The three of them looked at each other... looks like they have a clue to what they're dealing with.

They quickly thanked the two girls before heading towards the nearest library. The trio sat around a computer and opened the archive search page for the Jericho Herald.

Dean typed in 'Female Murder Hitchhiking' into the search box. Dean clicked 'go' but there were no results. Sam and Andy watched as Dean replaced 'hitchhiking' with 'Centennial Highway' but ended up with the same response. 

"Let me try." Sam reached for the keyboard but Dean smacked his hand,

"I got it."

Sam shoved Dean's chair out of the way and took over, "Dude!" Dean smacked Sam in the shoulder, "You're such a control freak."

"You two are such children." Andy rolled her eyes,

"So angry spirits are born out of violent death, right?" Sam asked,

"Yeah."

"I mean, I've never met the ghost of a person who died of old age." Andy replied,

"Well, maybe it's not murder." Sam replaced 'murder' with 'suicide' and finds an article entitled 'Suicide on Centennial'. Sam opened the article, "This was 1981." He read, "Constance Welch, 24 years old, jumps off Sylvania Bridge, drowns in the river."

"Does it say why she did it?" Andy asked, looking over the taller boy's shoulder.

"Yeah."

"What?" Dean asked, looked at the troubled look on Sam's face,

"An hour before they found her, she calls 911. Her two little kids are in the bathtub. She leaves them alone for a minute, and when she comes back, they aren't breathing. Both die." Sam stated, "'Our babies were gone, and Constance just couldn't bear it,' said husband Joseph Welch." Sam quoted,

He scrolled down and a picture of a bridge appeared on the screen, "The bridge look familiar to you?" Dean questioned,

"Oh boy," Andy sighed, standing up, "This is going to be fun."