Freaking power outages... Is it bad that I actually want a full, uninterrupted week fo school? Should I go get my head checked or something? Anyways! I finally managed to finish this, so I'm going to post it real quick before the power goes out again. It's been browning out for the last couple of minutes. So I apologize for any spelling mistakes, I'm a bit rushed today!

The Return of Avi

Stranger Danger

"Get up!" I yelled at Eli, "We're checking out in fifteen minutes!" Last night had been awkward, to say the least, but I wanted to get over that. I wasn't going to stay behind, and that was that!

"Do I have to?" he groaned.

"Yup!" I said cheerfully. Eli groaned again, but heaved himself into a sitting position. "Come on dude!" I told him, "I'm not going to pay extra because you can't get up in the morning!" Eli mumbled something under his breath, but got up, and went into the bathroom to change.

Quickly, I got the rest of my belongings together, and had started on Eli's when he came out.

"So what's first?" he asked.

"Car," I said, "And we should probably get a laptop. Badges and licenses would help too." Eli nodded, and shrugged on his jacket.

"Let's go." I nodded.

"Let me just return the keys. Car dealership would want paper work, so how do feel about stealing a car?" He paused for a moment.

"Do I even know you?" he finally asked. I rolled my eyes.

"No. You've never seen me before in your life," I deadpanned.

"Just go return the keys!" he ordered playfully. I shook my head as I head over to the front desk. Thank God everything was back to semi normal.

I stopped to admire a black Charger for a few moments before continuing on my way. It was a sweet car, although not the kind Dean would want. He always did like the classics.

"Hello. I'll like one room please," a tall man asked the clerk. My heart missed a beat. He looked just like Sammy. Hell, he even sounded like Sammy!

"One or two beds?" the clerk asked.

"One," he replied. Yeah, this wasn't Sam. He wouldn't go anywhere without Dean. I don't think I saw the Impala out front either. His body language was off too. Okay. I really need to stop thinking about the Winchesters! If I thought about them, I would want to call them, and if I wanted to call them, then I would. And I promised myself that wouldn't happen. But of course, with my luck we'll run into the anyway.

"Thank you," the man said, and turned around to face me.

"What's taking you so long?" Eli asked, causing me to jump. I turned my back to the man just as he walked by us.

"Nothing," I mumbled, unable to see the stranger's face.

"You okay Avi?" he asked concerned. Is it just me, or did the stranger pause for a moment when he heard my name?

"Fine," I said, firmly pulling my thoughts back to our problem. "I just thought I saw someone I knew." Eli looked at me for a few more seconds before nodding. He could tell I was shaken.

"Let's go then," he said, taking the motel keys into his hand. "Why don't you wait outside? You look like you could use so air." I swallowed thickly and nodded my thanks. That wasn't Sam. It couldn't have been.

I sat myself on the ground when I was outside.

"Get a hold of yourself!" I growled, "Come on! You're better then this!"

"Is everything alright, Miss?" the stranger from before asked. I didn't look at him, just glared straight ahead. My problems were nobody else's business.

"Yes," I said.

"You are a terrible liar," he commented.

"No, maybe I just don't want strangers knowing my business!" I snapped.

"So I'm a stranger now Avi?" he asked, "I'm hurt!" My body froze.

"Who are you?" I demanded, hand itching towards the sliver knife I kept on me at all times. He sat down next to me.

"A friend," he answered as I finally looked at him. No, that wasn't possible.

"You're not Sam!" I growled, knife finding its way into my hand. I stood up fluidly, and brought the blade down. The imposter blocked it easily, taking the weapon from my hand.

"Do you want me to prove it?" he asked. I just glared at him furiously.

"Where's Dean?" I asked.

"Living some apple pie life," he replied. I shook my head firmly. Dean would be hunting until he died. He didn't know how to do anything else. He didn't want to do anything else. The man sighed, and rolled up his sleeve.

"Watch," he commanded as he drew the blade against his skin. No bubbling, no hissing. "Not a shape shifter."

"Christo," I said.

"Not a Demon either," he told me.

"You're not Sam," I repeated, "You don't act like him, you don't talk like him. So do yourself a favor, and stop using his body. Because if I find you again, I am going to send you ass right back to Hell."

"Why don't you do it now?" he asked. Good question.

"Avi!" Eli called. The imposter smirked.

"Glad to see I'm so replaceable," he remarked before heading into his hotel room. "Be seeing you!" I stared at the closed door for a long time, long enough for Eli to come over.

"Hey," he soothed, "Are you okay?" I shook my head quickly, brushing away a tear that was beginning to fall.

"Let's just get out of here," I requested quietly, grabbing my duffel bag.

"Who was that freak?' he asked, hurrying to keep us with me. I flinched slightly at his choice of words.

"No one," I answered, glancing around for an easy target.

"He shook you up pretty bad," Eli continued. I rounded to face him.

"Can we just forget about it?" I asked forcibly. He saw the look in my eyes and instantly agreed.

"Sorry," he mumbled. I shook my head.

"Not you're fault. There!"

"What?" Eli wondered, confused at the sudden turn in the direction.

"Black GMC," I replied, gesturing towards the car. "The owner just ran into that building. She left the keys in it."

"You sure?" he asked. I flashed him a smile.

"Just don't look back," I advised as I began to calmly walk up to the vehicle. "Act like it's your car." We made it to the car without any strange looks, and got in.

"Avi!" Eli hissed as soon as he was buckled in. The woman had come out of the building. I quickly turned the key, and peeled out of the parking space.

"Hey!" we heard she shout behind us, "That's my car!"

"That isn't good, is it?" he asked worriedly. I shrugged.

"We'll be fine once we cross state lines." Eli nodded nervously, and looked out the window. I think he muttered something about how much easier flying was. I suppressed a grin as I glanced out the window towards the motel we were staying at.

The imposter was getting into the black Charger. He wasn't a shape shifter. He wasn't a Demon. He sure as hell wasn't Sammy. That much I knew for sure. I really should have called them, told them that there was an evil twin on the loose. I didn't even have to say my name! I could get Eli to do it...

"Hey! Eli!" I told him.

"What?"

"Can you make a call for me?"

"To who?" he asked suspiciously.

"Bobby Singer. That man that I saw was a copy of Sam," I explained. "We need to give them a warning." Understanding flashed in his eyes.

"What's the number?" I recited the number from memory, and concentrated on the road as he made his call.

"Thanks," I told him, "Can I see your phone?"

"Sure," he said. Damn, he was too trusting of me. I really needed to fix that. I rolled down my window, and tossed the phone out of it.

"Hey!" he exclaimed, face getting a tad flustered.

"They'll track the number," I soothed, "And really. Don't trust me so much. It'll just get you killed out here." You can imagine how well that went over. I didn't mind though. Keeping Eli alive was worth a few minutes of shouting.

"You owe me a new phone," he finally said. I grinned.

"Don't become addicted to it!" I warned, "There's no cell phones back home! Or phones for that matter!"

"Well then I'll invent them!" he retorted. I shook my head.

"If you say so."

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Until next time, keep reading, writing, and loving Supernatural!

-G