What Happened to Us?.
Disclaimer: I do not own supernatural or any of the characters they belong to Eric Kripke and The CW.
Chapter 2
Six Months later
He walked back to the motel, burdened down with grocery bags after just been given his pay check for the week. Entering the room, Sam dumped the bags on the floor by the door. Then he threw his room key onto the table, walked over to the bed and collapsed onto it His muscles ached all over, he was completely exhausted. Who knew that trying to keep a job down for a few months and hunt at the same time would be so difficult.
Now he understood completely why his dad and Dean had used fake credit card scams as a way of getting around because doing things the legal way was near to impossible. Sighing, Sam glanced at his watch he had four hours before until his shift as a bouncer at the new nightclub called flare in town began. He had done just about every job since he had walked away from Lisa's house that night just over six months ago. He had told no one that he was back and he had been keeping a low profile while hunting in case he was recognized.
Sam took any job, no matter how small. He had been everything from a waiter to a delivery van driver over the last six months but he never stayed in one place long. He moved from place to place every month picking locations solely on whether there was a case nearby. This time it was no different, three weeks ago he had been working as a shop assistant in Boston when he had picked up a newspaper on his break and read the front page.
The paper reported that ten people had vanished in the last three months in the Michigan area. His instincts told him instantly to check it out so next morning he had gathered up his belongings, quit his job and hit the road again in the old beaten up 65 Mustang he had bought off a scrapheap. It would never be the same as the Impala but it did get him from hunt to hunt.
Three weeks later he was still here and no clues, yet, as to what he was dealing with. He sighed again and looked at his watch once more. There was still three hours and forty-five minutes until he had to go to work. Suddenly his stomach growled, Sam's gaze instantly fell on the grocery bags by the door but he was too exhausted to make anything anyway. Immediately he decided to run over to the diner across the road and grab a salad.
Sam instantly got to his feet and grabbed the long forgotten room key from the table then he walked out of the room. After locking the motel door, he turned and began to walk across the parking lot when suddenly he bumped into someone, knocking them to the ground.
"I'm so sorry," Sam said apologizing immediately.
"I didn't see you," he explained as he leaned over and held out his hand to help the young woman up from the ground.
The young woman rubbed her head vigorously as she assessed the bump on her head. The stupid tall oaf should have watched where he was walking she thought bitterly.
"I'm so sorry," she heard him say almost instantly.
"I didn't see you," he continued. She rubbed her head.
"It's obvious that you didn't see me" she remarked sarcastically as she looked up and saw the man's outstretched hand.
Immediately she took it, once back on her feet Katie started to dust the dirt off her clothes.
"Just watch where you are going next time," she said bitterly as she looked up to stare at the stranger for the first time.
She stared at the man speechless for a few moments.
"Sam?" she said suddenly still looking at him.
Sam gazed at the young woman for a minute, puzzled as to how she knew him.
He looked at the woman, taking in her appearance and her slightly long wavy blonde-brownish hair then he remembered.
"Katie?" he asked surprised to see her especially here after all these years.
Author note: This is chapter two. I hope you enjoyed it. Reviews would be greatly appreciated.
