I rode in the baskseat of the impala with Sam, as always. Sam was asleep with his body slumped against the window. Dean was in shotgun sitting up as straight as he could. Every time Dad would ask something he would reply," yes sir." It got annoying so I asked," can we put a tape in turn the radio on or something." Dean looked back and answered," driver picks the music, shotgun," he paused," or any other seat shuts their cakehole."
He smirked I snorted and snobbily replied," yes sir." Dean rolled his eyes and clicked on the radio. As we rounded a turn I slid over ontop of Sam, too tired to move, and fell asleep with my head on his shoulder.
Sam must have placed a blanket in the window and let it hang to block the sun. Dean opened the door and the sun came streaming in making me sit up so fast that my head was swimming. Sam put his hands on my shoulders and said," whoa Iz." I leaned away from his touch while yawning, rubbing my eyes and saying," I'm good, Sam."
Dad put his hand on my shoulder after I got out of the car and said," hey Isabel." I knew better than to disrepect Dad so I replied," hey. Let's go get some coffee." Dad laughed and ruffled my hair.
I walked beside Sam while preoccupied with trying to fix my hair. Sam nudged me with his shoulder and said," Dad loves you, you know Iz." I nodded as I brushed my fingers through my silky, brown hair.
I sat down next to Sam with Dean and Dad across from us, as usual. The waitress came to take our orders when I noticed that Dean was checking her out. I let him do that till the waitress grunted out of disgust. I kicked Dean on the shin with my steal toes while saying," you need to have a library card to check out."
The waitress giggled and Dean gave me that look like," I'm gonna kill you." Sam and Dad were laughing histaricly. The waitress asked politely," will that be all?" I nodded and she left.
Dean Reached out to slap me but decide a kick was better. I yelped and Sam looked at Dean and said," was that really necesary." Dean smirked evilly and said," yeah!"
All the boys got their short stacks and I got my eggs with bacon. It's nice to go against the flow sometimes, I thought. Even if it is just a meal.
When we finished eating Dad left a half ripped dollar and two muddy quarters on the table for a tip.
We walked into the motel room and I sighed," ugly as ever." Sam sighed," yeah." the room had yellow and green flowers on the walls. The bedspread was as brown as smooth peanut butter. The room slightly reaked of cigarette smoke and cheap perfume. The perfume kinda of smelled like... Gasp... Something terible. Sam heard me gasp and he said," smell is terrible but it could be worse."
It was finally sunset! It was a full moon which meant we could kill the werewolf tonight and be out of here in a few days. I thought as I was sitting in the car.
Dad was in the back loading silver bullets into all of the guns we would be using. I had my silver rose shotgun in my belt. I placed my hand on the oh so familar object. Dad handed a gun to Sam and ordered," you go with Iz. We'll catch up to you in a minute." Sam nodded then turned towards me.
We jogged into small clearing thar was surrounded by trees. I heard rustling in the bushes and called," Sam! Back to back!" He came up behind me and said," got it."
The werewolf sprang out of the bushes on my side. As it flew past me it ran it's claws along my forearm. I took in a deep breathe as I noticed it was ontop of Sam. I pointed my gun at the beast and pulled the trigger. I heard it yelp then it fell. Sam rolled over then he checked it's pulse.
He smiled as he thanked," thanks Iz. Almost..." he paused," just too close." I nodded. I looked down at my arm to see blood pouring down my forearm and dripping off from my fingers. I unzipped my hoddie when Sam was busy getting off the ground. I wiped the blood from my hand and forearm on the inside of the hoodie. I zipped up my hoodie and pulled down my sleeves so it covered up my scratches.
Dad and Dean jogged into the clearing and asked," did you kill it?" Sam nodded as he stood up a little straighter. Dean walked cautiously over to the hairy ball laying on the ground. He asked," you sure it's dead?" Sam nodded while wiping the werewolf blood off of his nose and cheeks.
Dean was walking over to me when Dad yelled," don't let her head hit the ground!" My view went sideways as I saw Dean run and slide through the mud. Just in time to stop my head and top half from slamming into the ground. I heard him saying something and I knew those words were directed towards me.
Dean slapped my face lightly and I could hear him a little better. He was yelling," Iz! Isabell come on!" I reached my hand up to grab onto his sleeve with my unscratched arm. He asked," Iz? Isabell?" I opened my eyes to see Sam kneeling beside Dean and Dad on his cell phone in the distance.
My arm felt like it was on fire. I grabbed onto Dean's sleeve so hard my knuckles turned white. I could hear my hearbeating in my ears. All I heard was thump. Thumpthump. Thump thumpthumpthump. In the distance I heard someone scream. It was a girly scream. Then I realized it was me
Dean put my arm around his neck, Sam did the same. Dad followed with everybody's guns.
Dean put me in the back seat with Sam and started the car from shotgun. He yelled with urgency," Dad! Hurry up!"
