Chapter 2

Third person point of view

*May 2nd 2004 8:40*

"So Amy, do you want to go get started on the hunt?"

"Hell yeah! We haven't been hunting in, like, forever!"

"Ok Sam do you want to start the hunt or take a day off? It is your birthday after all."

"No, its ok we can start now."

"Ok then, let's get this show on the road!"

Gets up to leave the restaurant, nears Tave and Amy's table. Dean elbows Sam.

"Watch me hit on that redhead girl so fast she'll fall over."

"Let's get it over with."

"Hey Red." Dean smoothly nicknamed Amy while walking up to Tave and Amy.

"Do we know you?" Tave asked briskly.

"No, but I thought this little redhead here should."

Tave glanced a the younger boy who was with the guy who was hitting on Amy, he looked bored, like this happened often.

"I have a name you know." Amy answered for herself.

"And would you mind sharing with the class?" Dean said charmingly.

"Amy,"

"What's your name?" said Sam finally entering the conversation. "T"

"Full name please" Dean said cockily. "T, and if you know what's good for you that's what you'll call me." "She's not lying" Amy added.

"Mind if we sit? Dean asked Amy. "Go ahead." Dean sat next to Amy and Sam slid into the booth next to Tave. Dean noticing that T flinched, kind of like she was afraid of being touched, when Sam accidently brushed against her.

"So, any reason you decided to bother us specifically." "Well aside from your hot little friend here 'sister' I thought the stuff you two where writing on this map of the forest interesting."

"Really, so what's so interesting about it" T replied. "Also the hunting weapons your packing." Dean replied "And I'm guessing they're for the Wendigo hanging around here."

"Good guess," Amy said "What about you two, you hunters?" "Yeah, here for the same reason as you guys" Sam added

"But, we're gonna have to ask you lovely ladies to leav-" "Why don't you guys join us!" Sam asked, interrupting Dean. Then added toward Amy, "My brother seemed like he was going to say something he'd regret, T doesn't seem like someone to mess with"

Amy giggled, "yeah but she's just really private and protective of me. Once you get to know her she's such a softie." "That is like the exact description of Dean." Sam answered.

"Amy? I'm going to head back to the motel, do you wanna come or are you gonna stay and chit-chat?" T asked sarcastically. "I'm going to stay here and talk with Sam." "Ok, call if you need anything" "Yes mom"

"Hey, Sam? I'm going to go to. Be safe, ok?" "Of course"

Outside the diner

T turns toward the sidewalk and started walking

"What are you doing?" Dean asked. "We don't have a car, can't afford it." "Oh" after a moment of silent debating, Dean asked, "Do you want a ride?" "Sure"

"So, if you don't mind me asking, who or what enlightened you on the delightful world of the things that hide in closets?" Dean asked.

"Well me and Amy where raised in the system, 'the what?' the foster system. 'Oh' Yeah. Well, and one of our foster parents were hunters and they taught us how to hunt, they where probably the best foster parents we had. We were with them for about a year and a half but one day the woman and I were on a hunt while her husband stayed in town with Amy because she had a soccer game, I was probably about 17, so she was 11, on that hunt, the woman was killed by a demon and then I had to exorcize it and the husband tried his hardest to hold on after that but one night he was drunk and he killed himself. After that Amy and I where sent back to the system. In a couple of years I taught Amy how to hunt and whenever we where sent to new homes or something we would hunt if there was something in that particular town. "What about you and Sam?"

"Um, well, our mother was killed by a demon when I was six and Sammy was six months and our dad kinda went a little revenge crazy."

"I'm sorry." "No, its fine, really." "Ok"

"Where are you staying?" Dean asked. "The Red Motel." T answered. "Hey, same here"

"Do you want to compare facts?" "Yeah, that'd be great"

Back in the diner with Sam and Amy

"So, why is T so protective of you? And she seems like she has a lot of crap hiding behind her walls." Sam asked.

"We where raised in the foster system and most of the time we were in the community home for kids who haven't been adopted yet. And Ta- T basically raised me, I mean she taught me everything that I know, she helped me with school, toilet trained me, taught me to tie my shoes, how to shoot a gun, you know, everything. And as for her walls, we've been adopted eleven times, been sent back ten times. Amy stated, "What happened with the eleventh family?" Sam asked.

"Well actually it was the eighth couple to adopt us; they were named Ella and Brian. I was eleven and T was seventeen. That family was the one who taught T to hunt. T was hunting a demon with Ella and Brian was staying home with me because I didn't know about things that go boo yet. Ella was- she was killed by the demon, and T caught the demon in a devils trap then exorcized it all by herself." Amy said with a hint of pride. "She then drove back home and told us what happened, Ella and Brian where the only people who ever looked out for her. I mean I try but she won't let me help. Anyway, T was just so broken up after it happened; she always finds a way to blame herself if anything happens."

"I swear she and Dean are like the same person" Sam says, smiling at T's and Deans similarities. Huh… maybe Dean will let someone be his friend that isn't me, or Bobby. Sam thought.

"Brian tried to hold on for us, he really did. But it was just too hard and a couple weeks later, he killed himself. I believe that Brian and Ella loved us, they just never told us. Their deaths were hard for us, not as much as me because T had looked after me my entire life. After that, T swore to never give into trusting anyone again because, quote "They all leave; they always leave, no matter what I do." End quote. After that we went to three more foster homes, most of the homes where fine, not anything special, but…. - three of them were horrible." Amy ended, whispering the last part, putting emphasis on the last word.

"Are you ok?" Sam asked kindly.

"Yeah-yeah, I'm fine." Amy said breathlessly.

"Let's go back to the hotel" Sam suggested softly.

"Ok."

At the caves, hunting the Wendigo

"Okay guys let's go, remember, stay together and if you see it shout for the others and toast that son of a bitch." Dean said.

After about a half-hour of wandering the caves

"GUYS! Its here!" Amy hollered. "Amy! Stay hidden!" T hissed.

The Wendigo starts after Amy and Amy tries to start her torch

"AMY!" T shouts, heaving Amy of the path of the Wendigo and puts herself in the way.

"OCTAVIA" Dean screams. "TAVE" Amy yelled. "T" Sam shouted.

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