Hey guy! hope you like my new story, still really working out the kinks so I hope i can get the next chapter out to you in a matter of days. and i'm sorry i know this one is short, but it gets better really. just hang in there with me!

Disclaimer, I don't own the characters Sam and Dean Winchester or the original storyline from Supernatural.

"Yes, Sir!" Taylor saluted Dean. Dean rolled his eyes and sauntered off towards the bar. Sam and Taylor shared an amused look then cracked up laughing.

Taylor took a sip of her Pepsi and looked at Dean where he stood at the bar.

"He's been so tight-assed lately."

Sam choked on his beer and blinked at her.

"Well you are one for causing bar fights."

Taylor looked innocently at him, "I can't help that men fight over me."

"Are you sure they're fighting over you?" Sam asked with a devious grin.

Taylor opened her mouth to respond when her phone rang in her pocket. She slid it out and looked at the screen, her green eyes widened as she looked back up at Sam, her eyes nervous.

"What?" Sam leaned forward, "Who is it?"

"Jeremy." Taylor looked back down that the phone and answered it. "Hello?"

"Taylor? Taylor? Oh it's so good to hear your voice."

"I know I missed you too. Is something wrong?" Taylor looked back up at Sam, worry on her face.

"Can't a guy call his girl?" Jeremy responded, she could hear the sheepish smile in his voice.

"For one I'm not your girl and two you wouldn't call unless something was wrong. You hate talking on the phone, remember?"

"Okay, okay." Jeremy caved, his voice was now ragged with worry. "I don't want to alarm you."

"Oh, God, what happened," Taylor cried as tears threatened her eyes.

Sam saw her expression change and laid a reassuring hand on hers.

"Well… Kelly…she's missing."

"What!" voice frantic now Taylor got up pushing through the people she left the bar to go stand out in the cool autumn night and collect her thoughts.

"Tay, sweetheart," Jeremy sighed, she heard the tears in his own voice. "The police-," he continued, "the police think that it was a kidnapping, because her house was ransacked, although nothing of value was stolen."

"Who would do this?" Taylor sobbed, leaning, almost falling against the wall in despair and grimacing at her broken, but healing rib.

The door to the bar opened letting music and talking drift out through the parking lot. Sam followed by Dean walked out the door and stood next to Taylor, who held a hand up at them signaling that she needed space.

"I'm coming home," Taylor stated, determination set on her face.

"Tay, it's not going to do any good-."

"Don't try and talk me out of it Jeremy, I'm coming home. See you in a few days." And with that she hung up and gave her brothers a hard look.

"Let's go." She went to start up her Camero.

"Wait, what about the guy who mysteriously died after-."

"-He can wait. After all he is dead." She slammed the door shut and started up her car. She pulled out of the parking lot before Dean could respond. Swearing under his breath he and Sam got into the Impala.

Dean fumed but he followed Taylor as they made their way to the highway that would lead them to St. Cloud, Minnesota. When they had been driving for a few minutes, Dean turned to Sam.

"What the hell is going on Sam?"

Sam turned to him looking a little bored, "Something happened to one of Taylor's friends, I'm guessing."

"You're guessing?" Dean said a little too loud and looked at his brother incredulously. "You see Sammy, this is why we can't have friends in a job like this, we can't just run home whenever something happens to one of them." Dean said as he pulled out his phone. He dialed Taylor's number, and waited for her to pick up.

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Taylor just drove trying not the think about the urgency of her trip. Kelly was missing. Unconsciously she picked up her locket and rubbed it between her thumb and forefinger.

"Mom," she murmured, taking a glance at the sky, "mom, please let her be okay." She choked back a sob, blinking the tears away so she could see the dark road ahead of her. She grasped the locket like it was the only thing that was keeping her alive. She jerked her head towards her purse when her phone rang, she had thrown it over there when she had gotten on the car. She let go of the locket to dig for her phone, simultaneously watching the road. It rang again, ACDC, singing "Back in black". She finally reached it and sliding it open answered.

"Dean."

"Why the hell are we ditching a job to go run back to St. Cloud?"

She could feel the anger through the phone, "It's Kelly."

"Who?"

"You remember the other waitress I was working with back at Sally's?"

Dean thought for a second, but Taylor didn't wait for him to respond.

"She's my best friend Dean, almost like my sister, and she's missing. Jeremy said the cops think it was a kidnapping. We have to go Dean and if you don't want to follow, I'll go on my own."

"Wait who's Jeremy?"

Taylor sighed, frustrated, "Do you have a one track mind? It doesn't matter, what does is that my friend is missing Dean, someone broke into her house and took her."

"So it was a robbery too?"

"No, Jeremy said that nothing valuable was stolen."

Dean furrowed his brow and something pulled at his gut.

"Nothing was stolen? But Kelly is missing?"

"Yes, Dean, now do you see why we have to go."

"Okay, okay, we'll look for your friend."

Sam looked at his brother with admiration and amusement.

Dean gave him a "What?" look, Sam just shrugged.

Taylor's sigh was ragged through the phone.

"Thank you Dean." Taylor hung up, wiping tears from her eyes and put her foot down on the accelerator, the faster they got there the better.

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Dean clicked his phone closed and put it back in his pocket.

"What?" he said to Sam.

Sam just smiled and shrugged, "You really care Dean."

"Oh bite me, Sam," Dean growled. "There's something about this that doesn't seem right."

Sam looked at his brother questioningly.

"Her friend was kidnapped, Kelly, the one girl that worked at the bar," Dean waved his hand absently.

"Yeah I remember her," Sam said.

"You do?" Dean looked puzzled.

"Anyway…"

"Well, anyway, the person who kidnapped Kelly left all the valuables in the house, even though they must have made it look like, like a robbery or even a kidnapping."

"So what are you saying Dean, that you don't think it's a kidnapping."

"I'm saying that Taylor isn't really thinking right now, and that she may be overlooking something."

"So that's why we're going with? To look for whatever she isn't seeing?"

"Something like that."

Sam shook his head and laughed.

"What?"

"Nothing."

It was quiet for a few seconds as Dean accelerated with Taylor.

"I'm just looking out for family, Sam."

Sam smiled at him, "So she's family now?"

Dean scowled at him, "She's our sister Sam, we've helped your friends before, we've helped mine, now one of Taylor's friends is in trouble."

Sam grinned at Dean.

"Shut up, Sammy."