A Very Supernatural Road trip Chapter 3
The next morning we all decided to eat at a diner and figure out what was going on. We had eaten in silence for ten minutes before I was able to speak up.
"Before you guys start questioning me, I just want to say I believe you. There is no way your not Sam and Dean Winchester."
"Thanks for clearing that up. Now that you said it I have no doubt about what my name is." I ignored Dean and continued talking.
"But the question is do you guys believe me?" The entire time I was speaking I was looking down at my food. I was nervous, just because they accepted the fact that I knew more about them then I should didn't mean that they believed the reason why. Now I looked up. They both looked they were deep in thought. At least they were considering it, and didn't think I was completely crazy. That's a start.
Sam spoke first. "Why don't you start off by telling us what happened before we found you."
"Okay" I took a sip of my water before continuing. "I was on a road trip to California with some of my best friends. We started watching the second season of Supernatural, that's the name of the show, when I think I fell asleep"
Dean stopped eating long enough to cut me off. "How can you fall asleep when you're watching a show about me?"
I just rolled my eyes, unable to say anything. Saying it out loud was starting to freak me out. I knew I sounded crazy, and how was I going to get back home? What happened to my friends? If I went to California would I see my friends, or was I in some weird parallel universe? The most likely explanation was that I was hallucinating or crazy.
Sam must have been able to tell I was starting to have a mini panic attack, because he elbowed Dean and gave me his puppy dog look before telling me to continue.
"I never really woke up. The next time I was aware of my surroundings, I couldn't move or speak, just hear what was going on around me. It sounded like my friends had found a motel, and then I blacked out and woke up when Dean was carrying me." I took another sip of water to calm down. "Before I blacked out I saw a glimpse of yellow eyes."
Sam and Dean looked at each other. "You're sure it was yellow eyes?"
I nodded. "Yeah I know. I remember enough of the show to know that that's a bad sign."
Sam looked puzzled. "What do you mean you remember enough?"
I shrugged. "I can only remember up to the episode when you guys were in the hospital with your father. I know that season 2 and part of season 3 already aired, and I'm starting to remember bits and pieces of the next few episodes, but I prefer it like this. It would be boring if I knew exactly what was going to happen."
Dean suddenly got up and put money on the table. "Come on lets go, I don't know how much longer that thing Bobby calls a car will last."
I was confused. "That's it? You believe me just like that?" Dean turned around and looked at me. "Of course we believe you. You of all people should know that we deal with weirder things every day. Besides" He winked. "How can I say no to a pretty girl?"
I laughed as he walked out of the building. He was obviously trying to cheer me up. But I was still worried about something. "If we don't find a way to get me back after Dean fixes the Impala, are you guys going to leave me to go hunting?"
Sam gave me a weird look. "You're staying with us until we figure this out. You're going to have to be more worried about me and Dean being overprotective then us ditching you." I smiled while nodding and thinking that the only thing left to worry about was how much time I would be able to stay with them before finding a way home.
Outside Dean was trying to start the car with no luck. After the tenth time he finally got it to start. I exchanged glances with Sam. Both of us silently deciding to be quiet and not say anything to the now angry Dean. I could have sworn I heard him mutter about "never driving anything besides his baby after she was fixed" when I closed the door and had to stifle a giggle. The ride was quiet, me and Sam keeping quiet while Dean concentrated on driving. It seemed weird seeing Dean driving without classic rock blaring from the speakers.
The closer we got to Bobby's house the worse the car acted. It seemed like the only thing that kept it going to Bobby's junkyard was Dean's sheer will power. Dean didn't even have to turn the car off, once we reached Bobby's place it just died and was left to rot with the other cars. Bobby heard the cars last spluttering breath and came out to greet the boys. He froze when he saw me get out of the car. I giggled at his reaction to seeing a girl that wasn't a captured demon get out of a car with the Winchester brothers.
Sam sparred him from my and Dean's snickering. "Hey Bobby, we have an extra guest, I hope you don't mind." Bobby nodded still a little surprised when we walked into the house. I smiled at him, feeling a little bad for showing up unannounced. "Sorry about this, Bobby."
"It's okay. If you're with the Winchesters you're welcome here."
I nodded my thanks and sat down next to Sam while Dean grabbed some beers from the fridge. He looked at me before grabbing a fourth beer and I shook my head no, so he handed me a can of Coke instead. Once Dean sat down Sam explained everything to Bobby, but when he finished Bobby still looked a little skeptical so I told him everything from season 1, at least everything I thought the boys were okay with Bobby knowing. When I finished even Sam and Dean looked a little surprised at how much I knew, but Bobby finally seemed to trust me and he started to relax. After a little while, Dean gulped down the rest of his beer and went to work on the Impala, and Sam went to the room he was sharing with Dean. He didn't say what he was doing but I knew he was looking for information on the yellow eyed demon and looking through his dad's stuff. Bobby showed me some books that might help me figure out what exactly happened to me and what I could do about it. Once the words on the page started to swim in front of my eyes I put the book down. I didn't find anything useful so I went into the kitchen to see what Bobby had to cook. He was just walking in when I got to the kitchen.
"Hey Bobby, do you mind if I cook something up for dinner?"
His face lit up at the idea. "Not a problem, just be warned the boys can eat a lot more then should be humanly possible."
I laughed. "I know don't worry, I'll cook enough." It wasn't long after I finished cooking when the three men found there way to the kitchen. Sam and Dean's face lit up when they found they weren't imagining the smells coming from the kitchen.
"Wow Dean we found a girl that can throw a punch and cook, how lucky can we get?"
I almost spit up the soda I was drinking as Dean stopped mid-chew to glare at his brother, and then me for laughing at him.
"When they found me on the road, Dean picked me up and I punched him." I answered the questioning look that Bobby was giving us. "Oh" he replied and tried to keep a straight face. Try being the key word. I could tell that Sam was trying to cheer his brother up, who seemed to get a little moodier after working on the Impala. I could sense a argument was going to form between the two of them. Neither had really mentioned their father and sooner or later one of them was going to explode. I tried to avoid them when they got in that mood.
After dinner, and helping Bobby with the dishes I started to get sleepy, only to realize I didn't have anything to go sleep in. I sighed and knocked on Dean and Sam's bedroom door. Sam answered the door. I grinned at him embarrassed. "Heeeeeeey Sammy" He grinned guessing why I had come. "Come in" I sighed in relief and Sam tossed me one of his old shirts (the same one I borrowed when we stayed at the motel) and started looking for an old pair of sweats or shorts from Dean's stuff (Dean was shorter so it wouldn't be too big on me.). I noticed a pile of cell phones on the bed.
"Are you trying to find an old girlfriend's number, Sam? I didn't think you lost things so easily." In response he threw a pair of sweats at my head. I stuck my tongue out at him. "Nice Sammy. Real mature"
"Look who's talking, and when did I give you permission to call me Sammy?"
I looked up at him in surprise, thinking I had offended him but then I could tell he was joking. "When you didn't say anything the first few times I called you that, college boy."
Sam sat down on the bed the bed with cell phones on it and started to try different codes. "What about you? Do you go to college?"
"Yeah, Sammy, but I'm taking a short break for the road trip."
"Any reason you guys picked California?"
"Well Sammy, one of my friend's parents owns a house out there that they never use, and we thought it would be cool to live on the road for a while, before hanging out there. Of course because you're Sammy you would know all about living on the road wouldn't you Sammy?"
He finally looked up from the cell phone. "What are you up to? Are you trying to distract me?"
I shrugged. "Maybe, it depends on if its working. Did you know its rude to use a cell phone when someone is talking to you?"
He put the cell phone down smiling. "All right no more using cell phones when I talk to you if you stop using the word Sammy in every sentence. I don't want Dean to get in the same habit."
I grinned, happy with the arrangement. "Deal, do you really think if I use the word to much Dean will start to copy cause he'll be jealous?"
"I'll be jealous of what?" Dean walked in, looking at us suspiciously. His hair was wet and he was holding a towel in his hands, so I assumed he just got out of the shower.
"The number of fan girls he has."
"Pfft there's no way college boy has more fan girls then me."
"I don't know Dean, I'm not sure who has more fan girls but Sam is good competition. He's tall and then there's that puppy dog look that he has." Dean seemed to think about it, and Sam and I laughed at his expression when Dean realized Sam was good competition especially when girls watching him on TV wouldn't care about Jessica or the fact that Dean was more forward, it's not like they would ever meet the real Sam and have to deal with that. Of course I didn't expect to meet them either, but that doesn't count.
Dean threw his towel at Sam and threw a pillow that was on the floor at me. "Shut up, I'm the older brother which automatically means I get more girls." He looked at me while I put the pillow at the foot of the bed. "You need to move over, or get off before I fall asleep; fixing the Impala is hard work." Paying better attention to him, I could tell that more then the Impala was giving Dean that tired look. I didn't know if it was because I watched the show or I could just tell, but I did know that he wasn't going to talk about it so I just rolled my eyes and grabbed my "pajamas" before getting off the bed. I almost walked out the door before remembering something. When I turned back around Dean was already lying down on his stomach, his eyes closed, so I talked to Sam. "It looks like I'm going to be around for a while, so I need to go shopping. Do you have a credit card I can use?"
Sam looked through a wallet before tossing me a card. "Thanks"
"No problem" He turned around to put the cell phones in a bag, and I grabbed the extra pillow that was still at the foot of Dean's bed and threw it at him, to get back at him for throwing the sweats, before running away laughing. I knew he wouldn't come after me, Sam could tell as much as I could that Dean was exhausted and he wouldn't risk waking him up and arguing.
The next morning Bobby was working an old ugly van when I asked him if he could get the car Dean was driving earlier to work, or if I could use the van to go shopping. He said that he wanted the van to work better then the car but it was going to take a while, so he just let me borrow his car. By the time I got back it was late and everyone was eating take-out. They all raised their eyebrows at the amount of stuff I bought but I just shrugged it off, and went to my room and put everything, including a new cell phone, in a large duffel bag I bought. When I came back down Sam and Dean were looking through some of the books that Bobby picked out for me.
"Here, we made coffee." Sam offered me a cup. I tok a sip, and automatically spit it out. Someone put salt in the coffe instead of sugar. I looked at the brothers. Sam and Dean were laughing so hard that tears were coming out of their eyes. As I went to pour the coffe down the sink, I allready had an idea forming. Sooner or later Sam was going to crack the code on the phone, and find Ellen's message. I had to act fast if I was going to get them back.
The rest of the week pretty much went the same way (minus the pranks). I found nothing in Bobby's books that could help me out, but continued to read some. The information would help me out if I was going to be on hunts with Sam and Dean. I was reading one of those books when I fell asleep.
"Cassidy wake up."
"Leave me alone. My classes don't start till later."
Sam sighed. "Fine, stay here while me and Dean go do something intresting."
That got my attention.
"What did you find?"
Sam seemed surprised at how fast I woke up but handed me the phone anyway.
"John it's Ellen, again, look don't be stubborn you know I can help you, call me."
"Come on" I quickly jumped off the couch. "Lets go tell Dean."
As soon as Sam found Dean by the Impala his expression changed. I knew that expression. He was going to try to get Dean to talk about something Dean was avoiding. I handed Sam the phone and started to walk slower, and avoid being part of the argument.
From where I was standing I could hear Sam ask about the car.
"Need any help?" Not gonna happen Sammy.
"What? You under a hood, I'll pass" I knew it.
"Need anything else then?" Dean can tell what your doing just get it over with.
"Stop it Sam. I dont need anything. Stop asking if I'm okay, I'm okay. I promise." Youtr not acting like your fine.
Sam looked at me like he needed my help. I sighed before walking over to them. If only they could read my thoughts, it would save us alot of arguments.
"Allright Dean it's just we've been at Bobby's for over a week and you haven't brought up Dad even once"
"You know what? Your right, come here. I'm going to lay my head gently on your sholder. Then we can cry, hug, and maybe even slowdance." Smartass.
"Don't patronize me Dean, you act like everythings fine when Adies around and when shes not arond all you do is work on the damn car. Dad is dead, the colt is gone, and it sems pretty damn likley that the demon is behind all this!"
"What do you want me to say?"
"Say something, hell say anything Dean, arent you angry? Don't you want revenge?"
"Sounds good. Got any leads on where the demon is? Adie is practiclly psychic and she doesn't even remeber where he is. Are you making heads or tales of dad's research? Cause I sure aint. You know what, when we do finally find it. Oh wait the colt is gone. But I'm sure you two found another way to kill it. We have nothing. So the only thing I can do is work on the car." Dean had a point. I couldn't remember where the demon was, and that scared me.
Sam recovered from Dean's outburst first."Actually we do have a lead, listen to this." He handed Dean the phone.
Dean listened to Ellen's message. "So?"
"That message is four months old." I told him.
"Dad saved that chicks message for four months? Any mention of her in Dad's journal?"
"No" Sam replied. "But I ran a check on the number and found an address"
Dean thought about it for a second. "Ask Bobby if we can use one of his cars."
This time Bobby had the van running, much to Dean's dismay. Sam and I waited for Dean to get cleaned up, and then we were off. I struggled to keep a straight face as we got closer to the road house, remebering Sam and Dean's first meeting with Ellen and Jo. This was going to be interesting.
A/N
Hey, thanks for reading everyone! I really apreciate the reviews! Keep them coming. Theres just one more thing I need to ask you guys. Tell me if you want Adie to end up with Sam or Dean.
p.s There showing new episodes of Supernatural again! Lol remember to pick Sam or Dean.
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