Don't Own Supernatural

Chapter 2: Scarecrow's Are Perverts

The next morning I was awakened by the sound of Dean and Sam talking on the phone to someone. Tara and I had ended up crashing in their motel room when we realised that we didn't have any money. Hell I didn't even have any damn shoes on.

"Dad, it's me. Where are you?" I cracked my eyes open at the sound of Deans voice, "Yes,sir." I sat up and looked at him. "Uh, yeah, I got a pen. What are their names?"

Dean had started to write something on paper when I snatched the phone away from him.

"John Winchester?" I questioned holding the phone to my ear and patting Fang when he growled softly at Dean when he tried to re snatch the phone from me.

"Uh yeah?" was the confused reply.

"Is there a creepy little six year old boy across the street from you?"

"Yeah…who the hell is this?"

"Good. Did the boy just disappear?"

"Yes."

"He's behind you, now hand him the phone."

There was a faint sound of someone turning around.

"Damian." I stated calmly.

"Uh, how'd you know I was there?" My younger brother replied.

"I have my ways. Now listen to me." I sighed, "GO BACK TO HELL!"

"But Sis!" he complained, "I was causing trouble."

"Does daddy even know you're up here?"

"Yes... Uh maybe… okay fine he doesn't, but you didn't come home last night and I got worried and I overheard Uncle G and Dad saying that you finally found your targets so me and Jesus came down (Well I came up) here to see if you guy's where okay." My brother ranted

I sighed, "Damn it Damian, just go home before you get hurt. There are a lot of other Demon's here that would just love to smack you around just cause you're related to me."

He sighed, "Fine. But me and Jesus will come see you guy's soon."

And then he hung up the phone.

I sighed running my hand through my hair, "Man I knew he wouldn't stay at home."

Tara rolled over and looked at me, "Damian?"

I nodded, "And your brother."

Dean cleared his throat, "So ah, you guys where gonna explain some stuff."

"Ah yes," I cleared my throat and smirked at them. "My name is Sarah I have no last name." Sam gave me a weird look. "uh now don't shoot me-"

"Why would we shoot you?" Dean interrupted me

"causeimthedaughterofsatan." I mumbled

"Sarah, they don't understand you if your mumbling." Tara scolded

"Well then, you can tell them… I'm just gonna hide behind you so I don't get shot." I shimmed behind Tara.

Tara sighed, "She's the daughter of Satan."

Sam and Dean blinked

"And I'm the daughter of God."

"What the fuck." Dean murmured

"We were sent here to help you fulfill your destiny or some crap like that," Tara explained "but I just think Uncle Lucy and my dad sent us here to get mates."

"Uncle Lucy?" Sam questioned

"Uncle Lucifer."

"Oh."

I poked my head out from behind Tara, "Yah, Uncle G and Dad are always trying to find a way to get us to find our mates, something about us not ruling our rightful places without a husband."

After some intense explaining Tara and I found ourselves in the back seat of Dean's Impala, rubbing my forehead gently where a rather large bruise was forming.

"Ah man. How big does this bruise look like it's gonna get?" I asked Tara pointing at my forehead.

She looked at me and snorted, "It's going to be be at least an hour before it healed."

I grumbled, "Stupid crack in the parking lot." I glared at the back of Dean's seat, "Stupid car."

Dean turned his head to look at me, "Don't go dissing my car."

I did the mature thing and stuck my tongue out at him.

"Alright, so the names Dad gave us. They're all couples?" Sam asked keeping his eye's on the rode as he drove.

"Three different couples, all went missing." Dean replied

"And they're all from different towns? Different states?"

Dean nodded, "That's right. You got Washington, New York and Colorado. Each couple took a road trip, none of them arrived at their destination, and none of them were ever heard from again."

"Ooh sounds like a ghost story." I whispered to Tara.

"There probably all dead." Tara whispered back.

I nodded and looked around as Sam pulls over to the side of the road and turns the car off.

"Man why do I have a feeling we are getting separated for a while."

"Maybe, cause we are." Tara replied

"yeah, its called being a good son." Dean growled at Sam as he got out of the car, Dean followed him and so did Tara as Sam began to grab his stuff from the trunk.

"You're a selfish bastard, you know that? You just do whatever you want. Don't care what anybody thinks." Dean yelled at his brother

"That's what you really think?"

"Yes, it is."

"Well, then this selfish bastard is going to California." Sam stated putting his back pack and walking away from the car.

Tara opened the Impala door, "Come, Shadow."

The cheetah cub hopped out of the car and followed Tara as she began following Sam.

"Ah man." I whispered watching as Dean got into the car and drives away from them with a huff. I sighed dejectedly laying my head against the window and closed my eyes.

The car door closing woke me up, looking around groggily I noticed that we had ended up at an apple orchard.

"Why are we in an apple orchard?" I asked Dean as I followed him through the Orchard.

"Because people at the gas station said the couple went this way and as I was driving my EMF meter went off. At first I thought it was because of you-"I snorted, "But then I realised that it would have been going off the whole time you were in the car."

I nodded

"Dude, you fugly." Dean randomly stated

"I kind of take offence to that."

"Not you."

I followed Dean's gaze to see a scarecrow tied to a post.

"The scarecrow looks kind of like an uber perv."

Dean raised an eyebrow as he grabbed a ladder from a nearby tree and climbed it to get a better look at the scarecrow, I don't see why. That thing looked like it was about to molest someone.

"Nice tat." Dean stated

"Well thanks, I didn't really think you saw it, but I guess my shirt rode up while I was sleeping in the car." I replied.

He gave me that funny look again, then shook his head and climbed down the ladder. After he put the ladder back against the nearby tree, he grabbed my arm and dragged me back to the car. It might have been because I was to busy having a staring contest with the scarecrow.

Half way down the path to the car the scarecrows head turned and followed us.

"Ah man that is creepy." I latched on to Dean's arm.

Dean drove us back to the gas station in Burkitsville.

"Are you gonna get out of the car." He asked

"Nah, I think I'm just going to stay in here and cuddle with Fang." I ran my hand through the puppy's fur.

Dean nodded before closing his door. I turned my head and looked into Fang's golden eyes.

"Fang, that scarecrow was creepy."

Next thing I know Dean's driving like a manic out of town with a cop on his tail.

"Dude what the hell." I screeched holding onto Fang for dear life, I mean I may not be able to die but doesn't mean I want to get into a car accident.

The cop stops at the end of town and turns around.

"Did we just get chased out of town?"

Dean nodded, "We're going back as soon as the sun goes down."

"Why?"

"Another couple is going to die if we don't do anything."

"Ah man."

And that's how I found myself wandering the Orchard at night. After ordering Fang to stay in the car I followed Dean into the Orchard and started looking for the couple. I must have wondered off because I was now alone, near the now abandoned post where the scarecrow was this morning.

I heard a gun go off and ran towards it.

"Dean!" I shouted turning the corner and skidding to a halt infront a tall dark figure.

"Sarah! Run, that's the scarecrow." Dean exclaimed

The scarecrow turned to face me.

"Ah man your even creepier when you walk." I whispered I turned to run only to stop when I felt hands grope my boobs.

"Ah hell nah, you did not just grab my boobies." I yelled punching the scarecrow in the face.

The scarecrow didn't budge; I mean he didn't even remove his hands from boobs.

"Dean. Are you seeing this shit, told you he was an uber perv."

Dean looked like a fish out of water.

The scarecrow shifted slightly and then everything went black.

"I hope your apple pie is freakin worth it!"

"So what's the plan?"

"People, Can you shut the fuck up! I'm trying to sleep." I growled

"Sarah?"

"Dean?"

"Yeah, where are you."

"Uh…" I looked around, "In a tree."

"Which tree?"

I looked around again." Uh I dunno, tell me if you see this fall." I gathered saliva in my mouth before leaning over as far as the ropes would let me and spat it out.

"Is it starting to rain?"

"Nope I just spat on you."

I grinned as Dean looked up.

"Can you get down?" Dean growled looking slightly irritated as he tried to wipe the spit off of his head.

"Nope, I'm tied up." I looked around.

"Dean?" Sam appeared from behind the tree's.

"Oh! Oh, I take everything I said back. I'm so happy to see you. Come on." Sam began to untie Dean, "How'd u get here?"

Sam looked sheepish, "I, uh- I stole a car."

Dean chuckled, "That's my boy! And keep and eye on that scarecrow. He could come alive any minute."

Sam looked confused, "What scarecrow?"

"Hey, anybody gonna untie me?" I exclaimed as they all ran away.

"Douche bags, where the hell is Tara when I need her?"

Someone cleared their throat beside me, causing me to screech.

Tara chuckled, "Man, you should have seen your face!"

"Shut up, I thought you were the scarecrow."

Tara untied the ropes, "Why are you up in the tree anyways, and not on the ground with everyone else?"

"Uh funny story, last night I was molested."

"You were molested?"

"Don't give me that look, the scarecrow full on grabbed my boobs and then knocked me out!"

Tara pushed me out of the tree, "Well then let's go get you some revenge."

"Now that's what I'm talking about."

When we caught up to Dean and Sam they were being held up in a clearing by town's people with guns.

"Fang!" I exclaimed spotting the now regular sized wolf sitting beside Dean, He barked happily and ran towards me as I spread my arms in a hug. (Cue the slow music and the field of flowers.) Just as he jumped a gun shot went off and blood splattered my face as Fang hit the ground with a sharp yelp.

"Shit." Tara exclaimed run up to Sam and Dean grabbing them roughly and pulling them behind her.

"It'll be over quickly, I promise." One of the old dudes said, I wasn't really paying attention though, because one of these motherfucker's had shot Fang, and someone was going to pay.

I bent down on the ground next to Fangs limp body and glared at him, "Stop playing around Fang, you know I hate when you play dead."

"What is she talking about? The dog's dead." The same old dude stated

Fang stood up.

"Impossible!" the town's people murmured.

"Spit out the bullet." I ordered.

Fang hunched over and hacked out the bloody bullet.

"Good boy." I praised bending down and picking up the bullet after patting Fang on the head.

"What the hell." The old dude whispered before the scarecrow silently appears behind him and sticks his sickle through his stomach, the old dude gurgles up blood. The old chick beside him screams as the scarecrow grabs her.

The scarecrow starts to drag them away.

"Hey!"

It stops and looks at me.

"Have a present." I grin before flicking the bullet at him. The bullet flies at him as if it had been shot from a gun and embeds itself into his shoulder.

"That's for molesting me you perv!"

The scarecrow just turned around and continued to drag the screaming old chick and dead dude with it.

After burning the tree and me making a remark that scarecrows that molested people deserved to be in hell, we drove Emily (the chick that was randomly tied to the tree across from Dean) to the bus station and dropped her off.

"Man, I don't like scarecrows anymore." I stated once we were on the road again.

"Why? Cause that one molested you?" Tara snorted.

"It did! Even ask Dean." I looked at Dean, "that scarecrow molested me right? You saw it happen!"

Dean looked at me from the corner of his eyes and smirked, "I don't know what you're talking about."

I screeched.

"You guys are all douches."

They just laughed.