"Sam?" Deans voice startled Sam back into reality, he blinked and looked over at Dean who was working on replacing the tire on the impala, "You ok man?" Dean asked him.
"Yeah, of course I am" Sam said, "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Not sure, you just looked a little out of it for a minuet there." Dean said.
"No, Im fine... I was just thinking, Dean who the hell was that chick? How did she know who we were?"
"Im not sure..." Dean replied "But she was quite the bitch!" he snapped, anger rising in his voice as he glared down at the flat tire. "Seriously though, messing with us... thats ok but strewing with my car? No way, she crossed a line and now she is going to pay! Nobody messes with my baby and gets away with it."
Sam sighed and looked away from Dean.
"What was that?" Dean asked,
"What was what?" Sam asked looking confused.
"That whole "Dean did something bad and now Im going to mope around quietly until he makes me tell him what he did wrong" thing" Dean shot back.
"What? Dean there was no... what ever you just said thing!" sam replied laughing.
"Sam, I know you well enough to know when you are not telling me something. Whats going on?" Dean asked using his, I mean business voice.
Sam sighed, "I just cant help but thinking that that did not have to go down the way it did. She was surrendering Dean! Why did you keep the gun on her?"
"Sam, the chick just killed 6 fully vamped up vampires on her own and got out with barely more that a scratch! Do you know a hunter that can pull that off? Not one I have ever heard of!" Dean was getting angry "The girl looked like she was about 17 and couldn't of weighed more than 100 pounds, there is no way in hell any normal person could of pulled that hunt off. But sure Sam, lets just lay our weapons down and have a nice little chitchat with the crazy chick we know absolutely nothing about, sounds like a great plan." Sam sighed and rolled his eyes at the sarcasm in Deans voice.
"Ok maybe you are right, I shouldn't of dropped my gun, but that does not change the fact that we should of tried talking to her, not jamming our guns in her face!" Sam said exasperated with how pigheaded his brother could be sometimes "We cant blame her for taking off" Sam continued, "she was probably scared, to random guys come at you just after you finish a hunt, stick a gun on you and demand to know who you are... I would of bolted if I were her."
"But thats the thing Sam, maybe if we were random strangers I would accept that but we were not just two random strangers to her, she knew we were brothers and I'm assuming she knew we were hunters so I'm guessing she knew we were the Winchesters."
"So?" Sam asked
"Well if she knew we were hunters why would she run? Why would she not just tell us who she was? She took out six vampires, thats not exactly something to be ashamed of so why try and hide from it? The kid didn't want us to know who she was for a reason, she is hiding something, and I'm going to find out what."
