A/N: So, you know what to do, review please

Love, Maggie

We stopped by the diner to get something for breakfast. Then we went to the motel, it was around seven, but we were dead tired. A night of fighting with ghosts could do that to you.

But we stayed up anyway, or at least some of us did. Dean was soundly asleep on one of the beds. Sam and I were talking about the training. With everything I knew about me and about him, I was trying to come up with any idea to help.

-Okay- I finally said- let's try something, alright?-. Sam nodded. I put a pencil in the empty table n front of us. Sam looked at it funny.

-Try and lift it- I told him. He reached with his hand but I stopped him, shaking my head in denial.

-No, no, no, no- I said, grabbing his hands- It's all in here Sammy- I pointed to my head. He seemed distrustful. I rolled my eyes.

-Humor me, okay?-

-Fine- he answered stubbornly. And he looked at the pencil for like a minute. Nothing happened.

-Okay- I said- try to picture the pencil floating, move it only with your mind- I sounded like a bad magician, but, whatever.

-O…kay…- he was unsure, and that was the problem. He closed his eyes, and another minute passed. Nothing happened.

-You're not focused- I accused.

-Yes I am- he protested, I just glared.

-C'mon Sam, I wasn't born yesterday-

-How you even know I can do that? –he asked- aren't we all different and have different abilities or whatever?-

-Yeah- I said, trying to explain- but thinks about this. We're supposed to control demons. We can fight them, or join them. In any case, we're gonna have some enemies, right? We're not the first ones to think about that. So, with demon enemies you need protection, the survival of the fittest and all. Telekinesis is a road to exorcism. You can manipulate a demon inside a body, get it out and send the fucker straight to hell, but it takes practice and time. You won't be able to move a demon if you can't move a simple pencil, Sam-. He seemed confused, but deep in thoughts. So that was good. I sighed. I've forgotten how childish and stubborn Sam could be when he wanted to.

-C'mon Sam- Don't beat yourself up for nothing. We're just starting with this. It takes time and patience- I told him.

-Yeah, I heard- he murmured, I felt like hitting him, but controlled myself. It wasn't entirely his fault, he was frustrated. So I ignored it.

-Honey, go to sleep, we'll try again later, alright?- I kissed his cheek.

-Yeah, okay- he murmured- See ya Ella-. He took off to the bathroom. I sighed. I was kinda frustrated too. But, I already knew how hard it would be.

I took my clothes off and put on my old Zeppelin T-shirt and a short. Then I went to bed. I got under the covers and moved Dean a little, since he was occupying my side too. He was shirtless. No surprise there.

-Dean, c'mon, move- I whispered. He groaned something unintelligible and rolled over, putting an arm around me. I sighed. I wasn't going anywhere with this, so I curled up against him and fell asleep fast.

When I woke up, it was dark, and I was alone. The guys were nowhere to be seen. I yawned and sat on the bed. I heard voices. They came from outside. The guys must've gone there so they wouldn't disturb me. So I got up and went to them.

-We've got to go Sam. You heard Dad. He said to do our jobs, so we're gonna- Dean was saying as I came outside. John had called? How? Why? When?

-You just gonna follow him blindly?-

-Of course I am! There're people missing Sam! They need our help- Dean yelled. So it was a new case. Great. I wasn't gonna get any answers about John at this point anyway, so I went back inside and to the shower. I knew them too well to understand that it was important for them to talk it out of their systems.

I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth, and then I turned on the water and waited till it was the right temperature. I was feeling kinda, edgy, I didn't know why. I hoped the hot water would calm me down.

I took off my clothes and got in. It felt so good. My muscles were aching. I was out of practice; I'd have to catch up. Soon. I was washing my hair when I heard Dean screamed:

-Ella? You done?-

-No!- I yelled back- Give me five minutes!-

-Okay- he answered. I finished my shower in a hurry. I felt better now. When I got out, I realized that I'd forgotten my other clothes in the bedroom. Damn it. I wrapped myself in a towel and went out. Sam was going through something in his laptop and Dean was packing his stuff. When I opened the door they both looked up at me.

-Wow- Dean whistled, checking me out- Nice view- he teased. I rolled my eyes.

-Shut up- I told him and got my clothes. Sam grinned. I went back to the bathroom, but, I felt like teasing Dean back, so I swayed my hips a little on the way, making Dean swallow hard. I laughed.

When I was done, the guys were already waiting in the car. So I got in the back seat and asked where we were going.

-Indiana- Dean asked.

-Dad gave us some names, all couples missing- Sam elaborated.

-Okay- I murmured.

-Each couple took a road trip cross country and none of them arrived at their destination and no one ever heard from them again-Dean explained.

-It's a big country ea, they could have disappear anywhere- I said

-Yeah, but they all passed through the same part of Indiana. Always on the second week of April. One year after another, after another- Dean answered.

-This is the second week of April- I pointed out.

-Yeah- Dean nodded.

-So Dad is sending us to Indiana, to go hunting for something before another couple vanish?- Sam asked, skeptical.

-Yahtzee- Dean said- Do you imagine put together a patron like this? Wow…-

-Yeah- I agreed- but your dad's always been awesome like that-

-You're damn right he is- Dean answered, it was my chance to ask.

-So, when did he call?-

-Today, while you were sleeping- Dean said.

-Oh, and he didn't say anything else?-

-Nope-

-Yeah he did- Sam said- he told us to stop looking for him and do our job-

-Why?-

-Because he's hunting Yellow Eyes, and he doesn't want us close-

-Oh, well, that makes kinda sense- I murmured.

-Really? I t does?- Sam asked sarcastically. Something was bothering him.

-Yeah Sam- Dean answered before I could- The man's a master, we should listen to him-.

Right then, Sam pulled over.

-What you doing?- I asked him.

-We're not going to Indiana- he said simply.

-We are not?- I asked.

-No, we're going to California-

-California?-I was confused, what was in California?

-Dad called from a payphone, with Sacramento code area-

-Sam…- Dean said.

-Dean, if Dad's chasing Yellow Eyes, we gotta be there. We gotta help-

-Dad doesn't want our help- Dean answered. I didn't comment, just in case.

-Well, I don't care- Sam protested.

-He gave us an order- Dean said.

-I don't care!- Dean looked at him confused- We don't always have to do what he says-

-Sam, Dad's asking us to work a job, to save lives, it's important-

-Alright, I understand, believe me I understand, but I'm talking one week here, man, to get some answers- I didn't think it was that easy, it wasn't the way. If john wanted us there, then we should be there, we had time.

-Alright, I know how you feel- Dean said

-Really? Do you?- this was going bad- How old were you when mom died? Four? Jessica died, six month ago. How the hell do you know how I feel?-

-Dad said it wasn't safe, for any of us. I mean he obviously know something we don't. So if he says to stay away, we stay away-. Dean was just like Damon, always obedient. Although I was with him on this one, we had to safe this people who were dying, we just had to.

-I don't understand the blind faith you have in the man, Dean- Sam said and I thought: Oh, no. Wrong words, wrong time"- I mean, it's like you don't even question him-

-Yeah! It's called being a good son!- Dean answered. And right then. Sam got out of the car. Dean and I followed. He was pissed, and I didn't know what he was gonna do.

-You're a selfish bastard, you know that?- Dean said.

-Dean, stop, c'mon- I tried to calm him, but it was useless –You just do whatever you want, don't care what anybody thinks-

-It's that what you really think?- Sam asked.

-Yes it is- . Sam finished getting his things out of the car and closed the trunk.

-Well- he said, looking at Dean- this selfish bastard, it's going to California-

-Sam, wait! C'mon!- I kept trying to stop him, but Dean grabbed my hand and held me back.

-C'mon you're not serious- Dean said as Sam began walking away from us.

-I am- he answered stubbornly. My God he was such a pain sometimes!

-It's the middle of the night! We're taking off, we will leave your ass here, you hear me?- Dean yelled. Sam turned around and said

-That's what I want you to do-. And I lost it.

-You idiot!- I yelled- You don't know what you're doing Sam-. Again, Dean held me back and said

-Good bye Sam- and he led me back to the car. Sam just kept staring at us. We got in, and Dean took off, without a glance back. This was gonna be a fun trip! Damn Sam and his little whims.

We drove all night. The air in the Impala was tensed, Dean was fuming. But I didn't wanna ask him anything, because he was gonna snap. We got to town around eight, and Dean pulled over. He took out his cell, but shut it right away . I sighed. The weather was awful, it was raining, and it gave the town a creepy look.

-Let's go- Dean told me before getting out.

We went to this diner called "Scotty's Caffe". There was a guy outside, and we went to talk to him.

-Let me guess? Scotty?- Dean said. The guy nodded.

-Yeah-

-Hi, my name is John Barnom, this is my girlfriend Bella- He said and took my hand. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Bella, Ella, too close. Besides, girlfriend? Ha. Whatever, if we planned to stop this thing, we might as well start on the right foot.

-Wasn't that the drummer from Led Zeppelin?- Scotty asked. I smiled. Dean seemed taken aback.

-Good, classic rock fan- he said and chuckled uncomfortable.

-Well, what can I do for you, kids? - he asked us. I smiled before answer.

-I wondered if you've seen this people. - I took out the photos Sam had printed earlier and showed it him. He looked.

-No- he said- Who are they?-

-They're friend of ours, they went missing about a year ago, they passed through somewhere around here-

-Sorry- Scotty said- we don't get many strangers around here-

-Yeah, I imagine- I smiled kindly and shoved Dean back- Thank you Scott. See you around-. I walked as fast as I could, dragging Dean with me.

We got in the car and I asked

-What now?-

-We're going to ask around. Maybe go to the store, or something-

-Okay, let's go-

We were at the store, asking for the last missing couple.

-You sure they didn't stop for gas or something?- Dean asked the lady who worked there. It was a gas station and a store.

-No- she shook her head-

-No, don't remember them- they lady's husband said- you say they were friends of yours?-

-Yeah, we knew each other since little kids- I lied. Then a girl came from upstairs carrying a few boxes.

-The guy had a tattoo?- she asked.

-Yes he did- Dean answered her.

-You remember?- she asked the older guy- they were just married-. We both looked at the guy. He was trying to improvise something, I was sure.

-You're right- he murmured- they did stop for gas, but weren't here more than ten minutes-

-You remember anything else?- I asked him

-I told them how to get back at the inner state; they got out of town-

-Could you point me in the same direction?- Dean said.

- Sure- the guy answered and we left.

We were in the Impala, driving through the same path the last couple did. The radio was off, but I heard something weird. It came from the back seat.

-What the hell?- I said and started looking for whatever it was. Dean kept driving. It was the EMF.

-Oh, it's going nuts!- I told Dean. He pulled over and we started walking towards this field that looked kinda abandoned.

-What you think it is?- I asked Dean, not getting any far from him. This place was giving me chills. I felt something there.

-Don't know- he answered. We looked and we looked till Dean saw something.

-Hey, come here- he called. I jogged to where he was. There was a scarecrow. A very creepy scarecrow. The bad vibes I was feeling seemed to be coming from it.

Dean got closer to it. I took a step back.

-Dude, you're ugly- he said, and I smiled. And it was ugly. It looked like the guy in those movies, Jason? Or something. The guy with the chainsaw. Or the other one, I always confused them.

The scarecrow had a hook on one hand. Dean kept studying it. Then he moved and brought a stair to get higher. I stood at the floor. Just in case.

He moved the cloth from the thing, and was beneath it looked like skin. It even had a tattoo. A very similar tattoo to the guy who was missing. I shivered involuntarily.

-Nice tat- Dean murmured. It felt like any time now the thing would come alive and kill us. So I said

-Dean, can we go now?-

-Yeah, let's go-. We walked to the car and went back into town. Whatever was happening, it had something to do with the town. Or the people in it, we didn't know.

We drove into the station again. The girl from before, Emily was there. We got out the car and Emily said

-You're back- with an easy smile

-Never left- Dean answered. Then he went into flirting mode- You mind filling it up Emily?-

-No problem- she said. Nice girl.

-So, you grow up here?- Dean asked her

-I came here when I was fourteen- she said- I lost my parents in a car accident-

-I'm sorry- I told her, she smiled.

-My aunt and uncle took me in-

-They're nice people?- Dean asked

-Everybody is nice here-

-So what? It's like, the perfect little town?- I asked. I had my doubts about people being happy like that.

-Pretty much. I mean, I love it. In other towns people is losing their fields, their houses. But here, is almost like we're blessed- she said

-Hey, I have a question. You've seen the scarecrow out there? You know whose is it?-

-Yeah, it creeps me out. But I don't know whose is. It's always been there- Dean nodded and we went to the diner to have something to eat. It was suspicious, but, we had to find out what they were up to.

We were sitting at the table and the guy from earlier, Scott, brought us some apple pie. I knew Dean was lost right there. But I couldn't let him eat too much. Just in case.

-We're famous for our apples- the guy said, putting a plate in front of us. I could see dean's mouth watering. I smiled at him.

-Don't eat too much, sweetheart- I told him keeping the boyfriend-girlfriend charade.

-Please, help yourself. It's on the house- Scott said. I glared, but he didn't notice.

After he left I whispered

-Dean, something's wrong here-

-Yeah, but it's not this pie. Man!- he moaned- it's awesome-

-Dean! Focus!- I smacked his arm- I think we're dealing with a sacrifice-

-How you know?-

-I don't, I just guess-

-Okay, there's got to be a way to find out, right?-

-Yeah, but how?-

-No idea. But let me tell you something? You let me finish this and I'm gonna make you up for it- I laughed.

-You're such a baby- I told him- I don't care what you eat, I just want you to be careful, they're way too nice in here-

-Alright, alright. I won't eat too much, promise-

-Okay- I said smiling. Then I zipped my coffee and kept thinking about the case.

We were in the Impala, just sitting there. Dean had called Sam earlier and explained what was happening. And also because he was worried sick. Just like me. Sam was like a brother to me, and I wanted to punch him in the face for leavin like that. Anyway, now we were discussing the killings.

-It has to be a sacrifice- I said

-Yeah, but, why?-

-I don't know. A god probably. A pagan god, at least- An idea was forming in my mind- Yeah, that has to be it. A pagan god! The annual cycles of the killings, always a male and a female-

-Okay- Dean said

-Think about it Dean. The way they treated us, like we were the most important people in town. They were preparing us-

-The last meal- he murmured

-We're gonna be the sacrifice- I told him

-Great, then we can stop it. It's perfect. We're gonna be the bait, and then we kill the son of bitch-

-Hey, genius- I said- How do we kill it, uh? You have any idea?-

-Well, no, but I'll think of something. In the meantime- he said getting closer to me- we should act like a real couple. You know, in case the bad guys are watching- he tried to kiss me and I laughed.

-Keep your eyes on the road!- I shouted him

-Sure, sure, whatever-He sighed.

-Let's find a motel…-

-If you're so desperate to get me into bed you should say so-he interrupted me, and I hit him in the head, hard, then kept going-… and sleep. We can research in the morning-

-Yeah, good idea-. Dean drove to the only motel in town. It seemed nice. An old lady was the owner, and when she saw us she smiled.

-Hello- I said politely, and kinda freaked- you have a room for the night?- hopefully we could go tomorrow. I was holding Dean's hand, for the sake of our lie, of course.

-Sure, sweetheart. Let me show you-

She took us to the honeymoon suit. I couldn't complain, we were together after all. Whatever. We paid her and she left us alone.

-Finally- I said, jumping in the bed- Mmmm… it feels great- I kinda moaned from the feeling.

-I'd say get a room, but you already did- Dean said, I threw him a pillow.

-Shut up- I told him. He came to lay down next to me.

Mmmm… you're right. This thing's awesome- he said.

-Told ya-

-Remember the couple thing I told you about?- he asked, I laughed. He took that as a sign- well; we could do so much better here than in the car- he said. I had my eyes closed, so I didn't see him move. Or felt it either. But suddenly he was on top of me, smiling

-Get off!- I yelled, pushing him

-Okay, if you'll help me- he winked at me, I couldn't help but chuckled.

-Shut up!- I smacked him and he rolled off me, still smiling.

-God, you're such an asshole- I said –And God help you if your plan doesn't work- I threaten.

-It will, don't worry your pretty head- he mocked me. I was kinda annoyed right now, so it was time for payback.

I got up and took off my shirt. Dean just stared at me.

-I'm gonna shower- I said, nonchalantly- Feel free to do as you wish while I'm gone- I winked at him. His mouth was hanging open, so I decided he needed a little more. I got closer to him, and took off my jeans. Again, he just stared. I bit my lip to keep from laughing. I left my clothes in a chair near the bed and turned around to face him. I smiled my sexy grin.

-Like what you see?- I asked him. He swallowed hard. This time, I did laughed out loud.

-God! You're worse than any horny teenager!- I told him- You'll have to do a lot more than that to sleep with me Dean-

So I took my clothes and got into the bathroom, leaving a very shocked Dean behind. Ella, two, Dean, zero. I smiled and got into the shower. Again, it felt good against my skin. This time, I took my cell phone with me and put on some music. So now I was washing my hair and singing along with "Cherry pie", I liked the Poison version best, so that was what I was listening.

I heard Dean saying from the other side

-You're crazy if you really like eighties rock-

-Shut up Dean!- I yelled and kept singing.

I finished and got dressed for bed. This time I had an old Poison top, it was short, and kinda ragged. You could see through it. And I only had my boys short. It was time to forget the shyness and enjoy the view of Dean's mouth hanging open. Let's see who's laughing now.

When I got out, Dean was in the bed with my laptop. Weird picture.

-What're you doin'?- I asked him while drying my hair with the towel. And, as predicted, Dean's mouth fell open. I chuckled again.

-Get over it- I said, putting the towel away and sitting in the bed to brush my hair.

Dean swallowed and answered

-I'm doing some research on the pagan god-

-Oh, good. What you found?-

-Not much. But tomorrow afternoon I have this appointment with a college professor, he might be able to help-

-Ok, great then- I finished brushing my hair and got it in a bun for the night.

I laid down nest to Dean and stretched. My top got high up my belly, exposing one of my favorite tattoos. Dean seemed to notice.

-Hey, when did you get that?- he asked, closing the laptop and putting it away.

-In my 19th birthday- I told him- I designed the tattoo myself- I said proud.

-Really?- he asked, getting closer to me. I lifted myself on my elbow so I could see him.

-Yeah, it has a message, a meaning, that is important to me- I said, then I gestured for him to get closer- See this symbol?- I asked, he nodded- It's a heartagram- I told him- It kinda like a ying and yang. The pentagram and the heart. For me it represents the duality in life, you know? How everything has its opposite, and how life it's much better if you suffer a little, because then you can actually be happy for the good things in your life-

-And the phrase?- he asked

-The phrase means that, "A life worth living for", I want a life worth living for, if it has no passion, then I don't want it. The three things together- I said, pointing to the girl in the tattoo and the heartagram and the phrase- that's what life means to me. That's what I want from life. I know it'll be hard sometimes more than others, but I also know that some good will come after all, because that's how life is-.

Dean was quiet for a while. I reached and touched his face with my fingertips. He looked at me.

-That's really cool, you know? The meaning of that, everything- he said

-Thanks, I'm glad you like it. It's kinda my favorite- I smiled. He looked at me like he did back in my house that day. He seemed to be memorizing my face. I just stared back. I was lost in his eyes for a moment; those eyes that looked so much mine my own. He leaned forward my lips, and I closed my eyes, feeling the pleasure of the closeness we already had and the pleasure of the anticipation.

And then he kissed me. He actually kissed me. And I remember the first time he did that. We were at Bobby's and I was back from a date. I was maybe, 12? I came back and he was freaked out. I didn't know why, but then he had kissed me like he was doing now, and I felt my stomach curled. He had been my first kiss, and I still remembered it like it was yesterday.

Dean's mouth over mine brought me back to reality. I moaned a little when his tongue pressed against my lips, begging for entrance. I granted, and we kept kissing, enjoying ourselves. He started to run his hands up my body, and I repressed a moan. He was so warm against my skin. I had really missed him all this time. Things got pretty hot after that. I lost control over my own mind and rolled us over, putting myself on top of him. I run my hands down his chest, to his stomach and stopped there. I came back to my senses right then.

-Dean- I groaned, breathing hard- not now. We can't do this now-I said. He nodded.

-You're right. I'm sorry; I didn't mean to-he murmured, trying to focus.

-It's okay- I smiled- I'm not totally against it, but it'd be dumb if we do this in the middle of a job. Let's take baby steps, and see what happens, okay?- I proposed, because I didn't know what to do.

-Alright- he said- sounds good- I got off him and laid down on the bed. I kept his hand in mine. I started to fall asleep pretty quickly. I felt Dean's hand caressing my cheek and smiled. I curled up to him and moan in the pleasure that was having Dean with me.

-Night Ella- he whispered and kissed me.

-Night- I whispered back, losing conscience fast. My dreams were nightmare free, but filled with something else. Something passionate and electric. It felt so good, that I didn't wanna wake up.

Next day, we actually woke up, it was almost at noon. Good thing he had that appointment in the afternoon.

-Hey- I murmured, tracing the lines of his features, he smiled, still asleep- Dean, wake up-. I began kissing him along his chest, then his neck, his jaw, until I reached his mouth. And that got his attention apparently. He opened his eyes and smiled wider.

-Hey gorgeous- he said.

-Hey- I grinned- It's almost noon, we've got to get up Dean-

-No…- he whispered and put me closer to him- I wanna stay right here-. I chuckled once.

-Dean, c'mon, we gotta go, remember? Your date with the professor?-

-Oh, yeah- he said, sitting up, pulling me along.

-Hey there- I said, kissing him again.

-Hi- he answered. He seemed kinda high, I wondered why that was. I moaned.

-Dean, c'mon! We gotta go!- I pushed him away, smiling- Let's get dress and finish this freaking job, alright?-

-Hmm-hmm- he kinda said.

After we got dressed I made coffee with the things that were in the room. No wonder they call it honeymoon suit.

We drank our coffees in silence. Dean was looking through the university page, and I was just lost in my thoughts. I had a silly smile on my lips, I could feel it. I must've looked like an idiot. But, whatever, I was happy. Or, kinda. Last night had been great. And I intended to keep it that way. I'd love to be with Dean, but we gotta take care of a few things first. Like Sam. And this job. And then John. It was gonna be a hard couple of month, but if the tension went overload, I had a way to keep it down. I smirked and Dean looked at me funny. I shook my head.

Back to business, Dean left to go see the professor, and I was stuck there, because he took the Impala. I packed our things, and then cleaned the room. Then went outside 'cause I was bored. I ran into the old lady again. She smiled at me. She was drinking what seemed like ice tea, and it looked good. I was kinda thirsty, who knew why.

I walked to her and said hello.

-Hello Dear- she grinned- where's your boyfriend?-

-He left to do some research. We're kinda interested in the local folklore, so he left to the university to look for something cool to read- I answered

-Oh, well, have a seat then, you want a glass?- she asked me, gesturing to the jar of ice tea.

-Okay, thanks- I smiled to her and zipped a little of my drink. It felt kinda off.

-What…?- I started to ask but never got the complete word out of my mouth. Things got dark then and I fell backwards, chair and everything. And I understood everything.

-You …- I was trying to insult her but nothing came out. And then a saw a guy walking towards me and mu last conscious thought was: Dean.

I came to myself and I had a horrible headache. I looked around. I thought like I was in some sort of basement. And someone was with me. I looked again. I had my hands tied up, but I could walk. So I did. And when I saw who was with me I felt relieved. And then I felt furious.

-Dean? Dean?- I asked trying to wake him up.

-What? What? What happened?- he said, looking at me –Ella? Thanks God! How did they get you? They knocked me down at the university-

-The lady from the motel drugged me with ice tea- I answered- bitch-

-Yeah, well, I found out what god this is-

-Yeah? Who is?- I asked as I was trying to get my hands free. It was useless, I had to use my abilities, but I needed to focus, so I waited.

-It's a Scandinavian god called Vanir, it's the god of protection and prosperity. They sacrifice a couple every year, and he in return keeps their fields safe and all that-

-Interesting, but how do we kill him?-

-We have to find this Sacred tree. If we torch the tree, the scarecrow goes and so does the god-

-Alright. How do we do it?-

-Uh…uh….I don't know yet. But I'm working on it-

-Hmm-hmm- I murmured –How long do you think we have till they come get us?-

-I don't know. Maybe an hour? Maybe less?-

-Okay. Awesome. Can you untie me?- I asked.

-Yeah, come here- he said. He tried to untie me, but couldn't.

-It's okay- I told him smiling- I can do it myself. I just need a little space-

-Okay- he seemed kinda curious and worried at the same time- You work on that plan to save our asses- I told him semi- seriously.

-Yes, ma'am- He answered. Then I set to work. I sat on the floor, although it was cold, there was nowhere else to sit. And I closed my eyes. I focused on myself, the power inside me. When I could feel it, I pictured my hands free of the rope; I imagined the rope breaking under my touch. And then it was over. I felt the rope break, indeed. I smiled wide.

-I'm just awesome- I said and went to untie Dean, who was looking at me amazed.

-Hey, you okay?- I asked checking for wounds. He had a bruise on his forehead, where they must've hit him. I passed my hand through it and he stiffed.

-Sorry- I said, and then I dropped my hand and just looked at him. He did the same. After what seemed like decades, he leaned down on me and pressed his lips to mine once.

I grabbed his hair and everything seemed to disappear for a minute. But then we heard the door of the basement open and we had to break apart.

I glared at the people there. There were the couple from the gas station, the sheriff, Scotty, and the lady from the motel. I glared at her, cursing loudly.

-You two faced bitch!- I shouted at her. Dean held me back.

-There's no time for this- the sheriff said- it's almost night, we have to get them to the orchard-. Oh goody! I thought sarcastically, that's right, we were so fucked!

-C'mon- the sheriff said and took Dean first, then me. I could have thrown him away, but, I didn't, because he was too close to Dean. They took us to the orchard and they tied us to two trees. We fought, of course, but I couldn't concentrate and I was kinda weak from the drugs. Damn it.

-Hope your apples are freaking worth it!- Dean yelled at them. But they were already gone. Damn them.

So now we were there, the sun was setting and we were all alone, just waiting to the fuckin scarecrow to come get us.

-Dean, what now?- I asked

-I'm working on it- he answered

-Well, work faster-

-Why don't you untie yourself again?-

-I'm trying, but I can't concentrate-

-C'mon, keep trying, we've got time-

-No we don't-

-Yes we do. Now, start doing your mojo 'cause we are in a hurry-

-Fine- I murmured, and again, set to work. My arms were hurting, my head too. I felt like I could sleep for a week, but none of that would keep me from trying. Hell no.

Again, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, which was the wrong thing to do, because I could smell the earth of the orchard, and it smelt awful. I shook my head, clearing my mind, and closed my eyes again. Now I didn't take any breath, but instead focused on picturing the rope breaking, my hands were free and I could move freely. I felt something, but the rope didn't break.

-Damn it- I murmured annoyed. And tried again. But then I heard something.

-You hear that?- I asked Dean. He nodded.

-Can you see?- he asked me- Is it moving yet?-

-Don't know, I can't see anything from here-

- Ok, c'mon! Free yourself, hurry up!- he insisted, though I was pretty sure I couldn't do it. I tried again, but then I heard a noise again. It sounded like footsteps, and they were getting closer.

I was about to scream when I saw a familiar figure walking towards us.

-Sam?- I asked in disbelief.

-Dean?-

-Sam? Oh, god, I take everything back, I'm so happy to see you!- Dean said. Sam started to untie him. What about ladies first I wonder.

-How'd you get here?- Dean asked

-I, uh, I stole a car- Sam answered, both me and Dean laughed.

-That's my boy- Dean joked

-Keep an eye on that scarecrow- I told him- it can come alive any minute-

-What scarecrow?- Sam asked, and for some reason, I didn't think he was fooling around. Dean looked after he was free and ran to untie me. I got up and we ran like hell.

-So, this sacred tree you mentioned, where is it? We've got to burn it- Sam said.

-In the morning, now we'll shake ass and get the hell out of here- Dean answered. I couldn't agree more. We got almost to the middle of the orchard, or that's what I thought, and we stopped as we heard a shotgun. We turned, and there was the guy from the gas station, pointing with a freaking shotgun at us.

-This way- Dean whispered, I grabbed his hand. We turned, and saw the sheriff, also with a weapon in hand. That was just awesome. We looked around and realized we were surrounded. There were the sheriff, Scotty from the dinner, and some guys we didn't even met. I was desperate, so I had to use last minute's resorts. I looked at the gas station couple and said

-Please, let us go-

-It will be over quickly, I promise- the man answered. My attempt at mercy or pity wasn't working. Fucking psychos who think you can save a town by killing people.

-Please- I begged again, this time with tears in my eyes. I was such a good actress, and I wanted to get the hell out of there. That was important too.

-You have to let it take you- the man said, and I was about to tell him to go fuck himself when I felt something there. The scarecrow. I squeezed Dean's hand and in that very second, a hook penetrated the man's chest. His wife screamed. The possessed scarecrow took her and he grabbed the man by the leg, with its hook. Nice god, by the way.

All the people who was surrounding us left in hystericals. Cowards.

-C'mon, let's go! Let's go- Dean said and dragged me with him. Again, we ran. We got to the place where Sam's car was, because the Impala was still at the university. We were gonna take it tomorrow morning, and then we were gonna burn the fucking tree.

We got in the car, and I sighed. It was almost over. My breath was still labored, but I felt kinda better. I put my head against the seat, and closed my eyes.

-Are you okay?- Dean asked me worried.

-Yeah, yes, I am- I answered, and, I was, kinda. We drove to the motel to get our stuff. It didn't look like a bright idea, but, we didn't have much choice.

Then we stayed in the car. It was a long night, neither of us slept. We waited till dawn and went to get the Impala. Fortunately, it was where Dean had left it the day before. The town's people hadn't had time to take it maybe.

Sam left the car he'd stolen where the Impala was. And we went to look for the sacred tree.

We walked to the orchard and looked for the first apple tree the immigrants brought here. How did I know? Professor Mc. Dreamy told Dean. Before he hit him in the head, obviously.

When we got to a very old looking tree we stopped. I felt waves of power coming from it.

-This is it- I said. They both looked at me but didn't question my decision. They were learning.

-Okay- Sam said, throwing gas all around it- Let's do this-. Dean took a fallen branch and set it on fire. I took it from him.

-Let me- I told him. He nodded and smiled lightly. I got close to the tree and let the branch fall. I saw how the tree began to burn, and it felt good. It was finally over. I felt Dean's hand in mine and I kept looking at the fire. I didn't know what Sam could make out of our little emotional display. But I didn't care, we weren't doing anything.

Back in the car, I asked.

-What do you think will happen to the town? They'll get away with it-

-Whatever happens, it will be punishment enough- Dean answered, and then looked at Sam.

-So, I drop you off somewhere?-

-Nah…I think you're stuck with me- Sam said. I smiled and patted his shoulder, he smiled back.

-What made you change your mind?-

-I didn't- Sam answered- I still want to find Dad and you're still a pain in the ass-

-Sure he is- I said joking.

-But, Jess and Mom, they're both gone- Sam continued- Dad's God knows where, and we have to take care of Ella. The three of us, that's all that's left-

-So you're saying you'll stay?- I asked like a child asking to go get an ice cream.

-Yeah, I will- Sam grinned at me and I hugged him

-Don't you ever do that again. You've got me worried Sammy, I don't like that-

-Hold me guys, that was so beautiful- Dean teased. I smacked him in the head.

-Shut up- Sam said- you should be kissing my ass, you were dead meat dude-

-Yeah right- Dean answered- I had a plan, I could've gotten out-

-Right- Sam nodded sarcastically.

Dean turned on the radio and we sped off, leaving Indiana behind.