"That's him."
The spirit told Lyn and she looked across the road to a tall lean boy with brown hair. Lyn looked back to her reflection in a store window where she could see the spirit of a young girl with blonde hair.
"Why do you want me to help him?" Lyn asked; it looked as though she were talking to herself.
"Because you can stop his nightmares." The spirit told her.
"Why me? I'm supposed to help you." Lyn said to the spirit.
"You're the one. You will help me. It will come after you." She said and then vanished.
Lyn gave a heavy sigh as she looked back at the boy, but what she didn't realize was the older men eyeing her lustfully. Lyn then packed up her bag and thought of how she could get this boy to become involved in her odd life…
The boy, who's name was Sam, couldn't stop looking at the girl because he was sure he had seen his dead girlfriend in the reflection of the window next to her, but it vanished the moment he saw it. Though something else caught his eye… The group of older men who were eyeing the girl and he became worried they were going to do something bad to her, but he then noticed the girl go into a local over eighteen bar and they dispersed but knew they'd be back.
Compelled to help this girl he noticed the bar was having an amateur night where bands play to earn tips as their payment. So the boy then convinced his brother, Dean, to go to the bar that night since his car would be in the shop for a day. Reluctantly the older brother agreed and then grilled his brother on why he wanted to go there and Sam told him his suspicions. He told Dean it wasn't just because the girl was pretty, but because he also felt something different about her, something supernatural.
And so the two men went to the bar and immediately the older brother was bored with the younger scene. Most of the girls were drooling over them but soon it was time to pay attention. The older men were back by the bar watching the girl set up. They were muttering to each other and grinning seductively at her, drinking too much as well. The brothers were sure they were planning to jump her later. The girl was introduced as Jaclyn and as soon as she started her first song, a no lyric electric guitar solo, it got the kids riled up and her tip jar started to fill on the spot. As the girl went into her next song, a Metallica cover, Dean immediately fell in love but as the girls set went on he got bored again and figured Sam could handle things so he left, suggesting Sam offer to walk the girl home. Sam nodded and stayed to watch the rest of the girls set. He got a little closer to the stage. One of the men that had been eyeing her came up and put a very generous fifty dollar bill in her jar and then he made a distasteful kissing face at her in whish she made a disapproving look at but recovered quickly and kept singing. When she noticed Sam she then decided to sing the song she'd written just to get his attention. Her melody was smooth and inviting, attracting the attention of the entire bar.
"She came to me. Telling me, about you. But I don't even know your name." She began, locking eyes for a moment with Sam who was transfixed on her words.
"Hoping to help. But there are no clues. And this was her wish for me to help her. The Supernatural. Blonde hair blue eyed angel… The Supernatural. She died so young, you're so confused. And I am here supposed to tell you why. But I'm just as lost. That's how it is. They come to me asking for help… The Supernatural. Blonde hair blue eyed angel… The Supernatural." She sang as the song ended and briefly she glanced at Sam, who had a shocked look on his face as a tear rolled down his cheek. He quickly brushed it off as Jaclyn started her last song, another guitar solo. It was at that moment that Sam noticed the symbolic jewelry she wore. Three necklaces warding off evil spirits and to protect her from anything unnatural and Celtic knot earrings of protection. Sam was now convinced this girl had a secret she was itching to tell.
Jaclyn's set ended and she packed up her guitar and collected her jar of tips, closing the lid and stuffing it into her bag. She then seated herself at the bar to watch the rest of the bands, but as soon as she had sat down one of the men tried to make a pass at her and she quickly found a new seat at the bar. Sam noticed another approaching but he intercepted and the man walked away glaring at him.
"Jaclyn?" Sam asked and she looked at him.
At first she glared, thinking he were one of the men, but then smiled.
"I really liked your work. It was the best I've heard in a while." Sam said.
"Thanks." She said with a grin, "Anything specific you liked?" She asked and Sam grinned.
"Your guitar playing is phenomenal, but I have a question about the song about the supernatural." He said.
"Okay shoot. Not sure if I'll be much help on that one but I'll try." She said.
Sam thought of the right words.
"What's it about?" He asked and she sighed.
"I'm not sure. The lyrics came to me after a dream I had."
"A dream?"
"Yeah, I get them a lot… dreams about people I've never seen before." She told him.
"The girl in the song was from a dream?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Can you tell me about the dream?"
"Well, all else was that the girl was sad that the one she loved was sad and suffering. She doesn't want him to be sad. That was basically it." She told him.
"How long ago did you have this dream?"
"A few months. You know you're asking me a lot of questions about this song and I don't even know your name." She said Sam seemed ashamed.
"Sorry, I'm Sam. My brother was here earlier, he loved your Metallica cover."
"I take it he's from that generation?" She asked and Sam chuckled.
"Yeah in a big way, but he hates their new stuff." He said and Jaclyn laughed.
"Well, it's getting late and I'm heading out in the morning." She said.
"Right, us too. Can I walk you to your hotel?" He asked and she grinned.
"Sure if that's not in any reference to get into my pants." She said boldly and Sam stuttered.
"No of course not. I just noticed some older men…"
"You noticed them too huh? No worries, there's guys like that in ever town I go to. They get their fill at the show and move on to some other chick." She said.
"I'd still feel better if I walked you." Sam said.
"Alright thanks." She said and hopped off the bar stool.
Sam helped with her things and they left together. Sure enough the group of men got up to follow them, but neither Sam nor Jaclyn noticed.
Soon they arrived at Jaclyn's room and she opened the door. Sam put her stuff down in the room and Jaclyn walked him to the door.
"It was nice meeting you Jaclyn, good luck with the music." Sam said.
"Thanks, and call me Lyn, if we're ever to meet again that is. Thanks for being a gentlemen and walking me home too." She said and Sam smiled.
"My pleasure, I'll see ya around. Maybe when you're famous." He said.
She grinned and bid him goodnight. As soon as she shut the door the next door over opened. Sam's brother peeked out and Sam walked over.
"Dude, you got our room next to hers?"
"Yeah, so? You're the one with the bad feeling. What could it hurt?" Dean said and Sam went into the room with him.
For a few hours things were quiet but suddenly in the dead silence the muffled sound of a lamp breaking and hushed voices could be heard coming from Lyn's room. Sam shot out of bed and woke his brother. They then heard Lyn's muffled voice. They exited their room and went to her door. They didn't have a plan except to knock. They heard the hush of voices and one man walk to the door. He opened the door and glared at the two boys, who grinned with out saying a word.
"Can I help you?" he asked and Dean punched him square in the face.
The man fell to the ground out cold.
"Yeah, get out of the way."
The brothers entered the hotel room to the surprised faces of seven men and a very terrified half naked Lyn, who was struggling with all her might to get away from the men holding her down on the bed. Bruises were beginning to show, indicating she had been beaten. The older men snapped out of their shock and charged the brothers. One man made for the door to cut off their escape. One man grabbed Lyn while the others charged the boys. The man with Lyn dragged her to the bathroom and shut the door. Sam desperately fought his way there. Finally they rendered most of the men unconscious, there were only two left and Sam went to the bathroom but the door was locked and Sam readied to ram it just as Dean came up next to him. They rammed the door and it broke off its hinges, but they stopped dead. The man was holding Lyn close to him with one hand down her panties and his other arm around her neck with a knife in his hand ready to slit her throat. She was crying and hysterical.
"Heheheheheh… pretty little thing right? You want some too?"
The man said in the girl's ear to the boys as he then kissed her cheek. Through her tears Lyn glared darkly and bit the man's hand drawing blood. The man yelled with pain, releasing his grip on her enough for Dean to get an opening. He charged the man and punched him, causing him to let go of Lyn. Sam grabbed her, taking her out of the fray. He took off his sweatshirt jacket and placed it over her shoulders. She leaned close to Sam as he held her comfortingly. Dean managed to knock the guy out and he turned to Sam and Lyn.
"Damn those guys had a fetish for you!" Dean said as he whipped some blood off his lip. "Come on, we need to go to the police, one of these bastards was the day manager of this place." Dean added.
"No! No police please!" Lyn said frantically.
Sam and Dean exchanged a look.
"Okay but we gotta get out of here and pretty quick." Dean said.
"There was a motel by the bar." Sam said and Dean nodded.
"Get her stuff." Dean said to Sam and he nodded. "You're staying with us tonight." He said and Lyn nodded.
Lyn helped Sam with her things as she quickly put on some pants and a t-shirt. They then started for the motel as Dean got his and Sam's things. Sam got them a room and got settled while they waited for Dean. Lyn sat on the bed with the glass of water Sam had gotten for her.
"I don't know how to thank you both." She said.
"For someone who plays Metallica like a pro you don't need to thank us. I'm Dean by the way." Dean said, "Really, we're used to saving people by now. We should all get some rest. They wouldn't bother to look for us after the headaches they'll wake up with." Dean added. "So Sammy flip for the other bed?" Dean asked.
"One of you can share this bed with me I won't mind." Lyn said and Sam volunteered.
"Alright problem solved. Night kiddies." Dean said as he plopped himself on the bed. Sam and Lyn then laid down and soon were fast asleep.
Things were peaceful during most of the night but early in the morning Lyn shot up with a start. She had forgotten where she was and looked around, but then she remembered when she saw Sam and then Dean across the room both sleeping peacefully. After a moment she laid back down again facing Sam, who opened his eyes.
"You alright?" He asked softly and she nodded.
"Thank you."
She whispered as she moved her right hand closer to him. He moved his left hand closer to hers and entwined his fingers in hers.
"Don't mention it." He said softly with a grin and they drifted off to sleep once more.
The next morning Sam awoke without a nightmare for once and he realized he still had his fingers entwined with Lyn's. He lay there a moment trying to think about why he hadn't had a nightmare, but Dean broke into his thoughts and the silence.
"Morning sunshine. You wanna explain why yer holding hands?" Dean asked and Sam sat up.
"She had a nightmare." He said.
"And you didn't I see." Dean observed and Sam nodded.
"Maybe she's your good luck charm. We should keep her around you'll get plenty of sleep."
Dean said but Sam ignored him and got out of bed to sit at the table with him by the window.
"The car'll be ready by noon. You wanna stay with our friend, I'll get breakfast." Dean said and Sam nodded.
Shortly after Dean left Lyn awoke and sat up, turning to Sam when she noticed his presence.
"How do you feel?" He asked.
She sighed as she sat on the edge of the bed in front of him.
"Like last night was a fucked up dream." She said.
"Good." He said and there was an awkward silence for a few moments.
"So where will you go from here?" Sam asked, finally breaking the silence.
"I don't know… I've always wanted to go to Disney World. Maybe I'll check that out." Lyn said.
"You just wander around? You don't have family somewhere?" Sam asked and immediately sensed sadness from Lyn.
"No I don't… I'm the only one left. I could settle into my father's house but I couldn't stand the silence so I left for a while. Kinda like a spiritual journey ya know?" She said and he nodded.
"What are you and your bother doing out here?" She asked.
"We're on vacation." Sam told her and she grinned, laughing on the inside.
"That's nice… hope I didn't ruin part of it." She said.
"No of course not. Dean's car broke down… it's a classic. He treats the think like a human." He said and Lyn laughed just as Dean came back carrying coffee and doughnuts.
"You were talking about me weren't you?" He asked.
"Yup." Lyn replied, which made the brothers laugh.
"I wasn't sure if you liked coffee." Dean said as he handed Lyn a cup.
"Are you kidding I'm addicted to the stuff." She said as she started making it to her liking, and they enjoyed the breakfast together.
Once they were finished it was decided that Lyn should head out before the men awoke from their drunken haze. Her belongings were rounded up and the three traveled to the bus station. After a destination was picked it was time for goodbyes. Lyn thanked them both again with hugs and then got on her greyhound bus to Florida. Dean and Sam stayed until the bus was out of sight before returning to their lives… Sam had a strange sadness about Lyn's departure but then brushed it off as he and Dean prepared to leave.