Eyes like a Demon

There was nothing spectacular about her, Dean just turned and caught her eye. She smiled at him but he looked away, already forgetting about her. She frowned but she walked over a table and sat down. Sam, who was at another table, checked his watch impatiently. Why did Dean always insist on stopping every half hour? Well maybe not every half hour but couldn't they just have an uninterrupted trip? At this rate they wouldn't make it to Seattle before dawn. Dean however had more pressing concerns. He was convinced that someone was staring at him; and it wasn't Sam. Sam was probably doing that 'checking watch and sighing impatiently' thing. He half turned and saw that it was the woman whose eye he'd caught. She was cute, but she wasn't his type. She looked away when he turned and Dean smiled to himself. Sam watched this with raised eyebrows, so now Dean was making eyes at some random chick. Great. If Dean had his way they wouldn't be out of town until Wednesday.

After what seemed like at eternity Dean arrived at the table with his food and a coffee for Sam. Sam took a sip of his coffee after giving Dean a 'look', he grimaced – the coffee was crap. Sam shook his head at Dean and said,

"It seems as if you have an admirer" in a mocking tone. Dean smiled,

"Yeah, I noticed…it's nice to know that someone appreciates my good looks" Sam shook his head and he looked at the woman again; there was something weird about her. Her eyes bore right into his and he looked away quickly.

"I don't know Dean, she seems a little weird" he said uneasily.

"That's rich coming from you Sammy, we're not exactly what you'd call normal are we? We can't judge anyone dude, not with our track record" Dean replied, although he had to admit that the hair on the back of his neck were standing up. Sam remained quiet; there was something familiar about her…he shrugged. It'd come to him eventually. He checked his watch again and he looked up impatiently,

"Aw, Dean come on! You can finish that in the car…I'll drive" he said just before he drank the rest of his coffee.

"No, I'll drive" Dean said quickly. Sam muttered something under his breath and Dean rolled his eyes. As Sam paid the bill he noticed that the woman was still looking at him. Now that he was looking at her, there was something familiar about her.

"Hey, er do I know you from somewhere?" he asked.

"I don't know, do you?" she replied in a sharp voice.

"Well I though that maybe you did…only you've been looking my way…." Dean trailed off as the woman laughed.

"Looking your way? No, honey you've been looking at me"

"No, I haven't" Dean said uneasily.

"So how did you know that I was 'looking your way', you got eyes at the back of your head or somethin'?"

"N-no" Dean stammered just as Sam came over. He threw her one last look as they left the diner. Sam was right, he thought as they made their way to the Impala she is weird.

"Lemme guess, you got her number?" Sam said in a sarcastic tone.

"Dude, are you kidding me?" Dean practically yelled, "The chick's crazy". Sam chuckled and shook his head as he got into the passengers seat.

Monday Night.

Eventually the brothers reached their destination. They'd spent the best part of a day driving there. Halfway through the journey Sam had taken over and driven the rest of the way. Dean wished that he'd opted for coffee back at the diner. Sam however couldn't stop thinking about that woman at the diner so he was in no position to be falling asleep. It's just that she looked so familiar. Maybe Dean would know where she might be from. He called Dean's name but Dean had dozed off in the passenger's seat. Sam froze for a moment as he remembered that stupid picture that Dean had on his phone. The one with the plastic spoon. Sam shook his head, he was too mature for that. Besides, he didn't have a plastic spoon.

"Dean…" Sam called again.

"What…" Dean said as his eyes opened slowly.

"That woman, did she look familiar to you at all?" Sam asked knowing that Dean probably wouldn't be too happy about him waking him up.

"Whoa, whoa, you woke me up just so you could ask me that? Dude, are you insane? I just want to sleep," Dean paused then said, "But yeah she did look familiar" Sam sighed, he had been hoping that Dean would have a name or location that they could use to discover this woman's identity. Sam drove around for a while until he found a motel that looked decent. He parked the car, a little carelessly Dean thought as he winced when the car seemed to hit the kerb. Next time he was going to bulk order his coffee. Anything as long as Sam didn't have to drive his baby.

Just then Sam's phone rang, Sam answered it quickly.

"Hello," he said as he realised that he hadn't checked the number.

"Sam?" the caller said simply.

"Who's asking?"

"I know what you did to her…I know what you did to Madison!" and the line went dead. Sam stared at his phone in disbelief, his face white with shock. Dean - who'd gone to check in - came over to the car.

"Sam, what's taking you so long?" he asked when he'd opened the door. He saw Sam's face and a panicked expression appeared on his own face.

"Sam? Sammy what's wrong?" he asked. Sam just continued to stare at the phone in disbelief.

"Sam!" Dean barked and Sam looked up as if he'd just noticed Dean standing there.

"What?" he said quickly.

"Is everything okay?"

"What…uh...Oh yeah" Sam mumbled incoherently. Dean raised an eyebrow, Maybe Sam needed some sleep. He shuddered slightly, he didn't get much himself these days.

'You're gonna die, Dean and this, this is what you're going to become!' He saw that everytime he closed eyes. Himself with demon black eyes, blood splattered all over his face. Telling Dean that this would be his destiny.

Sam and Dean made their way to their motel room. Sam still wasn't saying much so Dean went to have a shower. I know what you did to Madison. Those seven words kept on running through Sam's mind. Sam sighed, he had to snap out of this; for Dean's sake. Besides, it was just a stupid phone call; a one off. Just then his phone beeped to say that he had a message. Sam picked it up wearily and saw that it was from an 'unknown sender'. He took a deep breath and opened it. His heart stopped as he read what it said 'You killed her and now I'm going to kill you'. He felt fear rising up in his chest. Someone knew and they were after him. Maybe he could track this person down but that was impossible without a number. He wondered if this was anything to do with that woman in the diner. He couldn't help remembering the way her eyes had locked on to his. Sam shuddered as he remembered how dark her eyes had been. Kind of like a demon's.