Daina pulled the brown sweat shirt over her head. She stood infront of the mirror, starring at her reflection.
Sucks that I have no clothing that is actually mine, She thought.
Sighing, she ran a comb through her hair. She opened the door to see her brothers, Sam and Dean waiting for her.
"What?" She asked, wondering why they were both looking at her.
" What's the matter, pouty?" Dean said, standing up to ruffle her hair.
" Nothing, Dean.." She said, tossing her belongings in her bag. "Can we leave now?"
" What's the rush?" Sam asked.
" I hate road trips, Sammy. I just want it to be over with." She said.
Daina and her brothers have been on the road for a few days now, ever since their father has gone missing.
The Winchesters do not live the "normal" kind of life. Daina and her brothers have never had a pet dog, a big family dinner, not even a house they could call "home." They were always moving around. Always searching for something to hunt.
" Are you ready?" Dean asked her.
"Yeah, lets go." She said.
The old motel was now in the rearview mirror. On the road again, just to stop at another one.
Daina leaned her head against the cool window of the Impala. She sighed loudy, annoyed at the silence. The only noise was the hum of the car.
She shifted her body abruptly, thumping her head off the back of the seat.
Dean looked back at her in the rearview mirror. " You alright back there, kiddo?" He asked.
She rolled her eyes, and returned to watching the passing scenery.
Sam turned around in his seat. "Hey, are you ok?" He asked.
" Yes, I'm fine Sam." She answered.
"You should get some sleep, Dai." Dean said. " We are quite a ways from our next stop."
" Where is our next stop?" She asked.
"Mystic Falls, Virginia." Sam said.
"And what's there?"
" Some sort of supernatural crap.." Dean said, turning on the radio.
Here we go again, Daina thought to herself.
That is the life of the Winchesters, travelling from one state to the next, hunting whatever there is to hunt. Whether it be werewolves, demons, or vampires, it was their job to stop them.
"While we're in Mystic Falls, Dai," Sam started, " Dean and I thought you could go back to school."
" Oh yes! Great idea," Daina cheered. " Maybe I could make some friends there too, have a girls night and watch chick flicks!"
Both Sam and Dean seemed puzzled by her response.
"Is there something bothering you?" Sam asked.
" Yeah, Sam. Its called Life."
" What about it?" Dean asked.
" Tell me, why should I go to school if we are just going to pack up and leave in a few days?"
" Daina, you should go to school, you need a education." Sam noted.
"For what?" She spat, " A job? Sam, this is my job. Hunting. My education is what you, Dean and dad have taught me."
Sam and Dean exchanged looks.
"You're going to school and that's that." Dean said sternly.
"Dean, did you ever finish high school?" Daina asked.
" Daina, this isn't about me, this is about you." He said.
" But why should I..." She started.
" I'm just doing what is right for you!" Dean yelled.
Sam looked back at her and gave her a 'you should stop talking now' look.
Daina nodded and sighed.
Dean pulled into a fast food joint on the side of a busy road. He handed Sam some cash.
"Take Dai and get yourselves something to eat." He said.
" Alright, what about you? Don't you want anything?" Sam asked.
"No, just hurry up." Dean said, cranking up the volume on the radio.
Sam grinned at his grumpy brother. Sam got out of the car and cued Daina to come with him.
While waiting in line in the restaurant, Daina asked, " Why do you two insist on me going school."
"Because," He said, taking a step forward as the line moved. " We want the best for you."
" Yeah, cause it is in my best interest to sit bored as hell in a class full of dummies that treat me like crap."
Sam gave her a confused look. " You get bullied?"
"I used to." She said, looking at the floor.
" Why didn't you tell me?"
" You were at Stanford, Sam. What were you suppose to do?" Daina said.
"Did you tell dad? Dean?"
" No, not dad. I did tell Dean. Once."
"And?" He asked.
" He told me to waste them".
Sam smiled and shook his head. "Yeah, he would." Sam stepped up to the counter and ordered two hamburgers and fries.
While carrying the food to a table, he asked, "Is that why you don't want to go to school? Are you afraid you will get bullied?"
Daina looked at him for a long moment. " Sam, I'm a big girl now. I can take care of myself."
" I know, Dai, I know." He said. "But answer the question."
" I just did." She said, confused.
" Answer it honestly." Sam said.
" I'm not afirad of any jerks, ok?" She said, biting into the hamburger. " Besides, we deal with a lot more than just idiot humans, don't we?"
Sam laughed, " Yeah, I suppose we do." Running a hand through his hair. " So, then what is it? What do you have against school?"
"Homework. Stupid assignments that have nothing to do with my life."
Sam laughed again.
"No, I'm serious. The crap they teach us is retarded! How can algebra protect me from a bloody thirsty vampire?"
" Well, they can't really customize the curriculum for freaks." Sam stated.
Daina laughed.
"So, why didn't Dean come in? What's the deal with him?" She asked.
"Probably just tired." Sam said.
"You know, I think he wanted us to get back to the car." She said, about to stand up.
"No, its alright. He was probably peeved a while ago, but he is more than likely passed out by now." Sam said.
"This is your way of making sure he's rested?"
" Basically." He said, starring at the table. " Its so strange being back in it."
" What?" Daina asked.
"Hunting. Haven't done it in four years."
Daina thought back to the day Dean and her went to pick up Sam, only a short few days before.
(Flashback)
"Dean, I mean come on! You can't just break in the middle of the night, and expect me to just hit the road with you." Sam said.
" You're not hearing me, Sammy. Dad is missing," Dean said in a grave voice. " I need you to help me find him." He began to go down the stairs of Sam's apartment. Daina followed him.
" Dean, do you remember the poltergeist in Amherst, the Devil's gate in Clifton? Yeah, Dad was missing then too! Dad is always missing! And he is always fine!"
Dean turned around. "Not for this long. Now are you coming with us or not?" Dean asked.
"I'm not." Sam replied, dryly.
"Why not?"
"I swore I was done hunting. For good." Sam said.
"Oh, Come on, Sammy. It wasn't easy, but it wasn't that bad." Dean said, starting down the stairs again.
Sam began to follow him. "Yeah? When I told dad I was afraid of the thing in my closet, he gave me a Colt .45,"
Dean stopped at the door at the bottom of the stairs, "What was he suppose to do?"
"Dean, I was nine years old." Sam said loudly. " He was suppose to tell me not to be afraid of the dark."
" Don't be afraid of the dark? Come on, Sam! Are you kidding me? Of course you're suppose to be afraid of the dark, you know what's out there." Dean said.
"Yeah, but still. The way we grew up, after mum was killed, and dad's obsession to find the thing that killed her."
Dean looked away.
"But we still haven't found the damn thing, Dean. So we kill everything we can find!"
"Yeah, but we save a lot of people too." Dean said.
"Do you think mum would have wanted this for us?" Sam asked.
(End of flashback)
" Are you ok? You're awfully quiet." Sam said,.
Daina broke out of her trance. "Yeah, I'm fine."
"Alright," Sam said, sitting back. "So, are we done here?"
"Yep," Daina answered.
They both stood up. Daina brushed her hair out of her face.
"Sam?" She said.
"Yeah?"
"How are you doing? With...uh.. you know..Jess." She studdered.
Sam stiffened and inhaled deeply.
"Somehow...I'm making it." He said.
Daina nodded and gave him a small smile. She knew Sam was going through a real tough time losing his girlfriend to the same monster that killed their mum. They were going to find it, eventually. After they found their dad.
Dean was asleep, like Sam predicted.
"You know," Sam began, hesitating before opening his door." I feel bad. I don't really want to wake him."
Daina sighed. "No worries, I'll do it."
She opened the car door quietly, got in, and slammed the door.
Dean jumped awake, hitting his head on the car's roof.
Daina fell over in the seat laughing. Sam got in, laughing too.
"Christ, Dai!" Dean yelled. " What the hell was that for?"
"For fun." she said, between bursts of laughter.
" You got another thing comin' girl." He said, starting the Impala up. " What the hell took you so long?" He asked looking at Sam.
" Thought we'd be nice and let you rest." Sam said.
" Well, thanks a billion, Bitch." Dean said, backing the car up to turn around. "It was probably your bright idea to scare the shit outta me too."
"Nope," Sam said, laughing again. "It was all her." Sam said
"Better watch your back, Daina." Dean said.
" Why? You wouldn't hurt me." She noted.
"No, I'll do more than that." He said.
It was another 6 or so hours before the Winchester's hit the small town of Mystic Falls. In that time, both Sam and Daina fell asleep, Dean continued to drive.
Dean looked over at Sam, who was fidgeting in his sleep and groaning.
He's only dreamin', Dean thought to himself. Relax there, Deano...
Sam's movement started to become quicker and more frantic.
Dean finally decided to wake him up, he threw a arm across Sam's chest, and shook him awake.
"Jesus, Sam." Dean said," You alright?"
Sam leaned his head back. "Yeah, m'fine."
"Well you sure didn't look fine." Dean said.
"How long was I asleep?" Sam asked.
"A few hours."
Sam looked into the back seat at his sister, who was still sleeping.
"And Daina?"
"Only a couple, why?" Dean asked.
" Just wondering. She's worried about school." Sam said. " You know she used to get bullied, eh?"
" What?" Dean said.
" Yep. Daina was bullied." Sam said, knowing that Dean's surprized response was fake.
"No one can bully a Winchester, Sammy."
"Well, some think they can." Sam stated. "And what do you mean 'no one can bully a Winchester,' Dean, I use to get bullied in high school too."
" Yeah, but you're a panzy." Dean said, grinning.
"What?"
" You're freakin' Panzy, Sam." Dean said. " You would be too worried about hurting the poor bastard's feelings, than to stick up for yourself."
" Not true, man." Sam said.
" Sure it is. Winchester's are tough, Sammy. No one messes with one..."
"Oh, get yourself off the pedistal, Dean. You're no better." Sam said, jokingly. " You don't need other people to cause trouble, you create your own."
"What do ya mean ' I create my own'?" Dean asked.
" Dean, you get a easy, drunk, girl at the bar, then find out the next day she's engaged, and then you have a pissed off fiance on your ass."
"Sammy, that has only happened once."
"Ha," Sam laughed. "Yeah, that particular version of the story. There has been many other similar instances."
"Uh huh, whatever Sam." Dean said, annoyed.
Sam smiled to himself. I knew I'd win, he thought.
"So, what exactly is in Mystic Falls, Sam?" Dean asked.
"Not entirely sure," Sam said, shrugging. "Bobby just said that there has been dissappearances. Quite a few, actually."
"And? Have the authorities found any of them?"
"Well," Sam said. "Yeah, their bodies anyway."
"Dead, huh?" Dean sighed. "Dammit."
"Definitely our gig, eh?" Sam asked.
"Looks like it," Dean said. "What do you figure it is?"
"Not sure. Whatever it is, it bites."
Dean looked over at Sam.
" The Cops found bite marks on the victims necks."
"Vamps?" Dean suggested.
"Maybe. Or something similar." Sam said. "Hell, Dean. This could even be a human. A real messed up one, mind you, but you never know."
"We'll sure find out." Dean said, glancing in the rearview mirror at Daina. She was rolling side to side, and whining.
"What the hell.." Dean growled.
"What?" Sam asked.
"Wake her up, will you? Damn you two and your nightmares." Dean said, continuing to drive.
Sam sighed, turning in his seat. He placed a hand on Daina's shoulder and shook her awake.
"Daina, wake up." He said quietly.
She slowly woke.
"What..Are we there?"She asked, groggily.
"No, not yet." Sam said. "What were you dreaming about?"
"Ugh.." Daina groaned. "Nothing."
Sam gave her a 'I know you're lying' look.
"It's not important." She said, sitting up.
"The hell it isn't.." Dean grumbled.
Daina looked at him confused.
"Look, Dai you can tell us, alright?" Sam said, softly. " We can't help you if you don't..."
Dean interrupted him, " Just tell us, Dai!" He said.
Daina breathed in deeply. "I..uh..dreamed of school."
Sam looked at her sympathetically.
"What about it?" Dean pressed.
"Um, my classes."
"What about them?"
" People were..uh..kind of making fun of me."
"For what?"
Daina sighed loudly. " Why does it matter Dean? It was just a dream."
"Both you and Sam have been dreamin' and squirming about," he said loudly. "There is something going on in your heads and I want to know what."
Sam sat back against the seat. Daina starred out the windsheild. Why was she so embarrassed to tell Dean what was going on? She could talk to Sam, why not Dean?
"Fine." Dean said, breaking the silence. "Don't tell me."
Sam looked at Dean, sadly. He knew Dean felt out of the loop, but he didn't know how to change it. He didn't want to put anymore weight on his brother's shoulders. He carried enough already. Sam knew that if he told Dean what was going through his head, Dean would do everything he could to stop it. Dean didn't deserve that. He had enough to worry about.
The Winchesters finally passed a wooden sign that read 'Welcome to Mystic Falls.'
"Finally," Daina said quietly.
Sam and Dean exchanged looks quickly.
"Hey, there's your school, Dai," Dean said, pointing at a big building as they went pass.
Mystic Falls Highschool, home of the Timber wolves.
"Grand," She said, peering out the window.
"The motel is only a few blocks away." Sam said.
"Awesome.." Daina said quietly, sounding highly unamused.
Sam laughed to himself. This will be fun, He thought.
"We can get you registered this afternoon, and then you can start on Monday." Dean said.
Daina didn't respond. She hated how Dean and Sam were trying to play the parent role. They are her brothers, this wasn't their job.
They got to the motel and were assigned their room.
They carried their luggage to the door, and Dean unlocked it with the key. The motel room wasn't fancy, but it was homey. Simple and plain.
"Two beds?" Daina asked.
"Its the most they had," Dean said. "And I'm not sharing." He noted, claiming the bed closest to the window.
Daina looked to Sam, who shrugged.
Dean laid, sprawled out on his bed.
"I'm taking a shower," Sam said, heading off towards the bathroom.
"Hey, save some hot water," Dean hollared.
Daina, sat down on the bed she'll be sharing with Sam. She looked out the window next to Dean's bed.
The leaves on the trees were beginning to turn colour. Should could see the steeple of the church over the tops of the trees, and the main road into 'downtown' Mystic Falls.
It was a nice place.
Sam came out of the bathroom a little while after, with a cloud of steam following him. He was clad in only a pair of jeans.
"Get a shirt on, hot-stuff." Dean said.
Sam laughed, pulling a t-shirt over his head.
"Alright, lets get you registered for school," Sam said, pulling his socks and shoes on. "Dean, you comin'?"
"Can't you handle it?" Dean asked.
"Well, sure. Does this mean I get to drive the Impala?"
Dean sat up. " If there is even one little scratch on her, Sammy.."
Sam laughed, "Dean, she'll be fine."
Daina followed Sam outside to the car.
"Sammy, I don't want to go to school.." She said.
"Daina, you do realize you sound like a 5 year old?" Sam replied.
She rolled her eyes, getting into the car.
Sam drove to the school, and parked in the lot.
"Alrighty, let's go." He said, locking up the car.
They entered the school and into the office.
"Excuse me," Sam said to the secretary. "I'd like to register my sister."
"Are you her guardian?" The woman asked.
"Yes, I'm Sam Winchester."
"And your name?" She asked Daina.
Daina stepped out from her hiding spot behind Sam.
"Daina Winchester." She said.
"Age?"
" 17."
"Grade 12 then?" She asked.
"Uh, sure."
"Alright, great. You're first class will be history with , room 102." She said. "See you Monday."
Daina sighed, her heart pounding in her chest. Its been a few years before she has stepped foot in a school.
"There, you're all set." Sam said, exiting the building with his arm over her shoulder.
"Yep, that's great." She said, walking a bit quicker, ducking out from under his arm.
Sam sped up too. "Daina," He said, grabbing her shoulder and turning her to face him. "Listen, if anyone gives you a hard time, you tell me."
"Ok." She said, about to turn.
He turned her around again. "I mean it," He said.
"I will, Sam." She said, avoiding his eyes.
Sam let go of her and followed her to the car.
"We should probably go eat somewhere," Sam said. "Let's get Dean, and see what's a available."
They went back to the motel and dragged Dean out to the car.
Dean examined the Impala closely for any damage.
"Dean, the stupid car is fine." Sam said.
"Yeah, you're lucky." Dean said, getting in the driver's seat, putting the key in the ignition.
"What about the Mystic Grill?" Sam suggested.
"Bar and grill?" Dean asked.
"Yeah, probably." Sam said. "What do you think, Dai?"
"Sounds good to me." She answered.
Dean turned the car sharply into the parking lot of the grill, screeching the tires.
"Dean..was that necessary?" Sam asked.
"Nope, but it was fun." He said, with a grin.
Sam shook his head. "We're here to solve a gig, Dean. Not to be reckless."
" What's the problem with multi-tasking, Sammy? Besides, I thought we were here to eat."
"Shut up, smart ass." Sam said.
Daina enjoyed her brothers pointless arguements. She had always thought they were funny.
The light in the grill was dim, it was decorated with antique decor and dark wood furniture.
Dean, tossed his wallet at Sam after taking a few bills for himself.
"Dean, where are you going?" Sam asked, fumbling with the wallet.
"Gettin' a beer and do some hustlin'." Dean said.
"Dean.." Sam started.
"We're running low on funds, Sammy. Watch your sister."
Sam shook his head. Dean was just one guy you couldn't control.
Sam went up to the counter and asked for a small booth for Daina and himself.
A young man, named Matt led them to their seat. He placed a couple of menus on the table.
"I'll be back in a few minutes to take your order," He said.
"Thank you," Daina said, watching him walk off.
"He don't look much older than you." Sam said.
"Yeah."
"You might go to school with him." Sam added.
"Wonderful."
Sam laughed. "You're enthusiam is astounding." He said.
"Sam, we'll be leaving once we solve the problem in this town. I can't make friends." She said.
'' No, Daina." He said. " You can makes friends."
She sighed.
They both made their orders when Matt returned.
" So, I haven't seen you two in here before. Are you guys just visiting? Or are ya new to town?"
"We'll be staying for a while." Sam said. " She will actually be starting school here on Monday."
Matt looked at Daina. "Oh really? What grade?"
"Twelve." She answered.
"Oh nice, see you there." He said.
Sam smiled at her.
"I told ya.."
"Yeah, be quiet.." She said.
Sam laughed.
After a few moments of silence, Sam said, "So, I know you can talk to me easier than you can talk to Dean," He said.
Daina looked up from her plate.
" You had a bad dream earlier. You said it was about school, but I want to know what it was really about."
"Sam, right now?"
"Yes."
Daina sighed, setting her fork down on the plate with a clang. She looked at Sam for a long moment.
"It was about dad."
Sam straightened in his seat. He leaned closer to her, "What happened?"
"Something killed him, Sammy. I watched it.." She said, choking on her breath. Daina fought the tears that were forming in the corners of her eyes.
Sam cupped his hand around her's. "What killed him, Daina?"
She breathed deeply, trying to calm herself. " A monster. It had yellow eyes."
Sam let go of her hand and sat back. His jaw clenched. This can't be happening...Sam thought.
But it was.
"Stay here. Don't go anywhere, Dai,'' Sam said, suddenly standing up.
Daina nodded as Sam stormed off into the bar.
Sam walked up behind his brother and grabbed his arm.
"Sam, whoa.." Dean said. "Man, what the hell?"
"Dean, we have to talk." Sam said.
"Sam, I'm a little busy.." Gesturing at the girl sitting on the stool next to his.
"Dean, now."
"Alright.." Dean said, holding up a finger to the girl, telling her 'just a minute.'
Sam led Dean to uncrowded area of the bar.
"Dean, Dai saw the demon in her dream."
"What?" Dean said.
"The yellow eyed demon." Sam said, " It killed dad in her dream."
"Ok, so.."
" Dean! She was born a mere few days before mom died! She wouldn't be able to remember what the damn thing looked like."
"Alright! Sammy, chill.." Dean said. "Where is she?"
"At one of the tables." Sam said.
"Take me to her," He said. "We'll get her back to the motel and we'll sit and talk about this."
"Good plan," Sam said, leading Dean back to their sister.
Sam walked up behind her and pulled her chair back. He grabbed Daina under her arms and lifted her to her feet. "We're going back to the motel, Dai." He said.
"Ok, why?" She said confused.
"I'll explain when we get there," Sam said, guiding her to the door by her shoulders.
Daina went willingly, not wanting to press the issue.
Sam opened the door of the Impala for her and closed it behind her.
Dean got in, slamming the door.
They sat in silence, as Dean drove back to the motel.
"Did I do something wrong?" Daina asked, wondering why the heck they left the grill so abruptly.
"No, Dai," Sam said, softly. "You did nothing wrong."
"Ok good." She said, relaxing a little.
Daina caught Dean glancing at her a few times in the rearview mirror, a look of distraught across his face. Something was not right.
Dean unlocked their room, and pushed the door open for Sam and Daina to enter. He closed the door behind them, and locked it up again.
Sam guided Daina to the bed and pushed her down gently on it.
"Dai," Sam said, "We need to talk about your dream."
"Sam," She whispered. "You told Dean?"
Sam inhaled deeply.
"Hun, he needed to know." Sam said, carefully.
Dean sat down on his bed, facing Daina.
"What did he look like?" He asked.
" He had yellow eyes, wore a fancy sort of suit. His body appeared to be mid 40's maybe." She said.
"And how did dad die?" Dean asked, harshly.
Daina flinched at his tone.
"He..he burned. The demon set him on fire." She said, tears forming in her eyes again. She tried to blink to hide them.
" Was he on the ceiling when you saw him?"
Sam shifted uncomfortably next to Daina.
"Yes." She said. "How did you know?"
" Because this sounds like the same son-of-a-bitch that killed our ma, Dai." He said, looking at her. "The same demon that killed Jess."
Daina looked frantically at Sam. His jaw was clenched as he tried not to allow the image of his deceased lover invade his mind.
"Do you think it is really going to kill dad?" She asked.
"I don't know," Dean said, looking down. "All we can do is hope that dreams don't come true."
Dean stood up walking over to the big duffle bag by the door. He un-zipped it and pulled out a sawed-off shotgun and began cleaning it. He looked angry. No, more than angry. He looked furious and a guy you definitely wouldn't want to mess with.
"We'll be looking around town tomorrow," He said, looking up at Daina. "You better get your rest."
She nodded and made her way to the bathroom to get changed for bed.
Daina was scared. What if her dreams did come true? What if that demon was trying to kill her dad? Daina combed her hair and brushed her teeth silently. Carefully. Her body covered in goosebumps.
She finally came out of the bathroom, and walked up to Sam.
She hugged him around his waist. He wrapped his arms around her.
"Goodnight Sammy." She said, quietly.
"Night, Dai." He whispered into her hair.
She let go of Sam and looked at Dean, who was starring at the gun.
"Night Dean." She said.
He nodded at her.
She walked over to the bed and crawled under the covers.
Sam stood leaning against the far wall, watching her settling down to sleep. Why? He kept asking himself. Why us? Why is it always us?
Sam walked over to the couch next to Dean and sat down.
"This is nuts." He said.
Dean looked up from the gun.
"What? You didn't see this coming?" He asked Sam.
" No Dean, I didn't see the damn demon get into our sister's head, threatening to kill our dad."
"No, Sam. I mean, of course something was going to happen to Daina eventually."
Sam looked at him.
"She's a Winchester, Sam. No matter how hard we try to protect her, things are going to happen to her, just like you and me."
"No, not if we don't let them." Sam said, sternly.
"Sam, I'm not saying to allow it to happen, but some things just happen anyway.."
"Dean, we cannot let anything touch Daina."
"Sam, we won't, ok? I'm just saying, she's grown up in a messed up family, she is going to be messed up too. It happens."
"You're wrong Dean. I grew up in this mess too, I think I turned out ok."
"Yeah, but Sam, you're still stuck in it. So is Daina." Dean set the gun down on the table. "You're a good kid, Sam. You always were, so is Daina. But, you have to admit, Sam. You were never normal."
Sam sighed. Dean had a point there.
"Dean, I don't think Dai should be part of this hunt." Sam said.
Dean looked at him. "Why not?"
" This demon is dangerous, Dean. It is obviously targeting us. Targeting her." Sam stated. "Why don't we take her to Bobby's after we solve this parasite problem, and then you and I can handle 'Yellow eyes'."
"I'm sure Dai will be all for that idea." Dean said, with a smirk.
"I know, she'll probably hate it. She will probably hate me." Sam didn't like to think of his sister ever hating him for anything. " It's for her safety though."
"I agree with you, Sammy." Dean said, standing up. "I do. We'll call Bobby tomorrow and see what he thinks. Right now, you and I need some shut-eye."
Sam nodded, slowly standing to his feet. His head ached. Too much was happening, and there was little time to react.
He rubbed his temples with his fingers trying to soothe the throbbing. He watched Dean walk over to his bed, pulling off his shirt.
Dean pulled a hand gun out of his back pocket and placed it under his pillow. Sitting down on his bed, he looked over at his sleeping sister. After his shoes and socks were pulled off, he paused before lying down. He sighed, and leaned over her, "G'night Daina," He whispered. Then settled down in his own bed.
Sam smiled to himself. No matter how hard and cold Dean could be, he always had a soft spot for Daina and Sam.
Sam carefully got into his bed, trying to not disturb his sister. He pulled the covers over him and made sure he wasn't stealing them from her, and then fell asleep.
Dean woke up the next morning with the sun in his eyes. He squinted, sitting up in his bed. He looked over at Sam and Daina who were still asleep.
Dean decided to let them sleep a bit longer as he left to get some breakfast for them.
He left the motel room quietly and drove the Impala down to a small restaurant and ordered 3 breakfast sandwiches.
When he returned, Sam was awake doing research on his laptop, and Daina was still asleep.
Dean shut the door behind him and set the food down on the table.
"Dean, you friggin' gave me a hell of a scare." Sam said, not looking at him.
"Sorry princess." Dean replied.
" While you were gone, Daina had another dream. It made her scream bloody murder..I got up, and you're no where in sight."
Dean didn't look at him. "What did she say?" He asked. "Did she talk about it?"
"Not really," Sam said. " I didn't push it. She was real upset."
Dean shook his head. He walked over to the bed where his sister slept. He grabbed the end of the covers and ripped them off of her. She jumped awake.
"Wakey-wakey," Dean said with a grin.
"Dean..." She groaned.
"Time to get up, kiddo. Got work to do." He said, tossing her bag at her. "Hurry up and get dressed."
Daina groaned again, angrily grabbing her stuff and heading to the bathroom.
"Seriously man?" Sam said, after she shut the door.
"What?" Dean asked.
"You couldn't do that a bit nicer?"
"That was nice..."
"Dean, she had a hell of a night.." Sam noted.
" And now its over. New day, Sammy." He said.
Daina came out of the bathroom in a pair of jeans and AC-DC shirt. She sat at the small table and ate her breakfast.
"Going to head into town, maybe talk to the mayor." Dean said mowing into the sandwich.
"Talk to the mayor about what?" Daina asked.
" The dissappearances in this town. Who the people were, where their family lives."
" We are trying to find out if there is any connection between the victims." Sam explained.
"Oh," Daina said, nodding. "So, how can I help?"
"You'll guard the car." Dean said.
"What? Dean, come on." She exclaimed.
" Look Dai, Sam and I got to look like Feds. We have our fake badges, tuxes...you can't pass as a Fed, sorry kid." He said.
She sighed, "Fine."
They left the motel, Sam and Dean dressed in their tuxedos and Daina in her casual set of clothes.
"Mayor Carol Lockewood," Dean said reading a sign. " Looks like she's our lady."
Dean parked the Impala in the driveway of the mansion.
"Don't go anywhere, Dai," Sam said. "We won't be long."
Sam knocked on the door of the Lockewood mansion.
A woman opened the door, "Hello, how can I help you?" She asked.
" Carol Lockewood?" Sam asked.
"Yes."
"I'm Agent Renolds, of the F.B.I. This is my partner, Agent Ryan." Sam said, as he and Dean showed her their badges.
"Oh, uh, agents...how can I help you?"
" We are investigating the dissapearances in this town. We were wondering if you would have any additional information that maybe the papers don't tell us." Dean said.
"Well, Agent Ryan, don't the police in this town have this case undercontrol?" The mayor asked.
"Ma'am, if those cops knew anything at all about this case, they wouldn't be out there chasin' their tails, would they?" Dean said, with a grin.
Sam kicked his foot.
Sam cleared his throat. "Ma'am, is there anything you can tell us about the dissapearances?"
" Well, sure," She said. " But I don't know whether you will know this already or not."
"Anything helps." Sam said.
"Alright. Well, Agents, come in, please." She said, stepping aside to let them in. She led them to the sitting area of the mansion.
"Coffee?" She asked.
"Please." Sam answered.
She returned with a few cups and saucers and a pot of coffee. She poured their coffee.
"These.." She began. "These disappearances have been really hard for this town. Everyone is scared. Mystic Falls was always a safe place to live, raise a family. But now, residents are begginning to think it is dangerous."
"What do you know about the victims?" Dean asked.
"The first victims were a young couple, Darren and Brooke. They were returning from a concert somewhere, they never made it back alive." She said, slowly taking a sip of her coffee.
"Out of all the victims, , do you know of any connections between them?" Sam asked.
"All of them were young, I believe. Young adults." She said.
They sat in silence for a few moments. Sam and Dean thinking.
"Do you have children, ma'am?" Dean asked.
Sam looked at him.
"Yes, a son. Tyler." She answered.
"How old is Tyler?"
"Seventeen."
Sam straighted in his seat.
" I would try to keep a close on him, ma'am." Dean told her.
Carol's eyes grew wide.
Sam and Dean stood.
"Thank you for your time, ma'am." Sam said, shaking her hand.
Sam and Dean exited the mansion.
" So, this sicko targets young people." Sam said, loosening the tie around his neck.
"Sure does." Dean said.
They got back in the car.
"So?" Daina asked them. "What did you guys learn? What did you find out?"
"That you are going no where alone." Dean said.
"What? Why?"
" This thing is targeting people around your age, Daina." Sam said. "We got to keep you safe."
"What? So I can't help?"
"Well, we'll see." Sam said, unsure.
"Kind of hard to hunt a parasite at school, ain't it?" Dean asked, looking at her in the rearview mirror giving her a wink.
She narrowed her eyes at him.
"So, now what?" She asked.
" We're going back to the motel, get you all set for school tomorrow."
Daina sighed. She couldn't even begin to explain how much she didn't want to go to school the next day.