"I was beginning to see, though, that the unknown wasn't always the greatest thing to fear. The people who know you best can be risker, because the words they say and things they think have the potential to be not only scary but true, as well."

She didn't know how, when, or why she woke up on the side of a road. All she really knew what that Blaire Vogel wasn't where she was supposed to be. What terrified her the most was that when she went to sleep… she was in a cheap hotel just outside of Palisades, New York. So how did she all of a sudden wake up in Dallas, Texas?

And if she really couldn't figure out how she ended up more than a 1,000 miles from where she was supposed to be, then how in the hell was she going to know what happened over the next 20 days? Maybe she just slipped into another dimension or something? Demons and witches seem to have the power to do that. All she really knew was that she had to get to a telephone and fast.

"I really need your help, Dean" Blaire said the moment she heard Dean's voice.

"Oh my God, where are you, I've been looking for you everywhere!" Dean nearly shouted into the phone.

"We haven't talked since we broke up" Blaire said slowly.

"Are you serious, Blaire?" Dean questioned. "You called me nearly two weeks ago and then decided to disconnect your phone! You didn't tell me what was going on but that you found out something big. You kept on feeding me riddles and telling me not to come looking for you. Are you going to finally tell me what the hell is going on? I can't take this shit anymore and need to know right now. You can't just call me out of the blue and scare the crap out of me like that"

Blaire could almost feel the phone slip right out of her hands as Dean rambled on and on about his worries. The last time she saw him was when her tears blinded her vision of him as he packed up his stuff and left. Now he was telling her that she called him during the time in her life that she really couldn't remember? What possibly made her turn to the one guy who broke her damn heart and relied on him to keep a secret so big that she couldn't tell him a damn thing.

"I wish I could tell you" Blaire barely whispered.

Dean looked over his shoulder to his brother Sam who seemed to have mirrored the same concern he had on his face. Dean had tried to convince Blaire to let him see her and possibly help her on this mysterious hunt that she was on. But she insisted that she had to do this on her own and will call if she needs their help. Now he felt really stupid for coming all the way out to Lafayette, Louisiana with someone like Blaire out and alone.

"What do you mean by that?" Dean asked. "Why are you playing games? Just tell me what the hell is going on"

"That's the only problem" Blaire said. "I don't know what happened since the 10th of this month"

Dean froze up in his tracks with his hand still inside the bag. Sam seemed to have noticed that something was really wrong as he waited impatiently to know why Dean was packing so quickly. On the other side of the phone, Blaire took in a deep breath and looked out to the cloudy weather with the humidity in the air. The last place she was at had snow covered roads and not so much of a vast desert as the one she was looking at now.

"Was it a demon?" Dean asked.

"I don't think so" Blaire said as she ducked her head and spoke in a lower tone, "A demon wouldn't have given up my body so easily in just 20 days. Knowing the stuff I know, whoever would've captured my body would break it into a million pieces before leaving"

"Where are you now?" Dean demanded.

"The last I remembered, I was in New York" Blaire told him, "And now I am stuck in Texas"

"Rent out a room and do not come out until I am on your doorstep" That was the last thing he said before Blaire more than eagerly agreed and hung up the phone.