"So get this," started Sam, he showed Dean the article he saw in the local newspaper, "This girl froze to death, in the middle of an ice arena. The ice apparently melted and then froze again in less than a minute…." Dean looked up at him then looked down at his pie.

"Where?" Dean asked.

"Addison, Illinois."

"Really? Illinois? Again? We were just there." Groaned Dean.

"Come on Dean, let's go." Dean looked down at his pie and looked back up at Sam.

"Once I've finished this." Sam rolled his eyes.

Dean gripped the steering wheel tightly, focusing on the road. He knew that Sam wold start asking about Cas. Cas had run off with the angel tablet and hadn't been seen since he almost killed Dean. He glanced quickly over to Sam who was focussed intensely on the news article, no doubt trying to think of a way he could talk about Cas without Dean going off at him. Sam glanced up at Dean, and then shook his head as he read the article again. "You know we have to talk about it, Dean" Sam said. Dean kept his focus on the road, gripping the steering wheel tightly and didn't reply.

Two hours later they arrived in Addison, Illinois. Dean got out of the impala and walked straight into the motel without saying anything to Sam. Sam knew that Dean was upset about what Cas did and he was worried that Dean would do something stupid. After Dean had booked the room they went in. The room was average sized with two tiny beds that would be way too small to fit Dean, not to mention Sam. "You don't even want to know where he is?" Sam asked Dean.

"Who would that be?"

"Damn it Dean! You're obviously pissed at him! He could be in trouble, maybe Crowley has gotten to him" Sam said impatiently. Dean glared at him, grabbed his jacket and started to walk out the door. "Where are you going now?" Sam asked.

"The bar" Dean said.

Dean stared at the bubbles that slowly rose to the top of his beer. Someone sat next to him quietly, he glanced up and saw a short girl with deep brown hair smile up at him. He smiled half-heartedly back at her. "Rough day?" she asked sympathetically.

"You could say that" he replied and turned back to his beer and contemplating.

"You know that when you sit alone at a bar, random people will ask you what is wrong, right? And by convention you must tell them" The girl insisted. Dean looked at her curiously.

"You don't want to know my life story, trust me…" he replied.

"Fine, we'll start with something simple, what's your name?" She asked him. Dean considered telling her a fake name like he has done so many times before but he decided that he'd tell her the truth.

"Dean" he said. She smiled at him

"Dean…. What?" she asked cheekily. He sighed, he could tell she was going to keep on bugging him if he didn't tell her. The only reason why he was humouring her was because he thought that she was cute.

"Winchester" he said. She repeated it slowly smiling at him.

"I'm Emily" She introduced herself.

"Well, Emily, I'm not exactly in a caring and sharing mood so…" Emily looked down sadly, then looked up and smirked.

"Come on, I want a D&M with a stranger!" she insisted. Dean gulped his beer, he didn't want to talk to this girl about how almost everyone he has ever cared about has died, nor did he want to talk about Cas and even if he did, she would think he was insane.

"Look, you seem nice and all but you really don't want to know my problems." Dean said sadly. He got up and walked away. Emily started jogging to keep up with Deans long strides.

"I know you want to!" Emily piped. Dean stopped, turned around and looked her right in the eye. "Almost everyone I've ever cared about has died, my brother can't have the life he wants, he's been through so much shit and now he has to complete these stupid ass trials that will probably kill him and Cas ran off with the freaking angel tablet cause he doesn't trust me enough" Dean yelled. Emily looked at him with wide eyes.

"Trials? Angel Tablet? What the hell is that?" she asked. Dean looked at her knowing he'd said too much.

"Nothing" he muttered and walked out of the bar quickly. Emily stood in the centre of the room with a shocked look on her face.