Chapter Four
Amanda sat silently for a moment or two wondering where she should begin. Sam sat waiting patiently and staring at her. He couldn't take his eyes off of her; she was so beautiful to him.
"I better just start at the beginning." Amanda finally said.
"Well if you started in the middle some where I would be confused." Sam said smiling at her.
Amanda smiled back and said, "Well, I better tell you that Hannah and I are sisters."
"Really?" Sam asked confused already. The two girls looked nothing alike.
"Yeah, but I'm adopted, so technically we're sisters, but biologically, we're not." Amanda explained more in depth.
"Okay, so now tell me about why you guys are hunters." Sam persisted getting anxious to know everything about Amanda.
"I'm getting there. Just… no interruptions. Please." Amanda said sweetly.
Sam put his thumb to his forefinger and brought them across his lips like an imaginary zipper.
"Thanks." Amanda said, took a sip of her drink and continued. "I don't know much about what happened because I was adopted when Hannah and I were ten years old. My parents… they were killed by something. I know it was something supernatural because I saw it. I was five then, but I still have nightmares about it. When Hannah and I were fourteen years old, she told me about her experience with something supernatural. I asked her about her mother because I never met her. Hannah said she didn't in a fire…"
"What?!" Sam blurted out suddenly.
"…When she was six months old." Amanda finished her sentence. "I know what you're thinking. Same way your mom died. You were six months old and something stuck your mom on the ceiling and she burned."
"Yeah… exactly." Sam said stunned. Hannah was one of the children like him.
"Anyway, ever since then, Hannah could read minds. She would always know what I was thinking. That's why we always got the same answers on tests we took at school. I don't really know how she can do it, but she told me that some one gave her the power. Then Hannah's dad died when we started our second year of high school. No one knows how he died, but we have an idea. We always wanted to find you and Dean because you had been through the same thing Hannah was through and we thought you guys could help us. When we graduated we decided to hunt the thing that killed our parents, and we were hoping that you guys would want to help us." Amanda finished taking the last sip of her drink.
"You know, you are just like me and Dean. Our mothers died the same way, which was a demon by the way. Hannah can read minds and, if you can believe it, I have psychic abilities. And just so you know, Dean and I, we're already looking for the demon that killed our mom." Sam confessed breaking the biggest secret the Winchester's had ever kept.
"Really? Why didn't you say anything?" Amanda asked with a frown.
"It's kinda the biggest secret we've ever had to keep. I don't mind telling at least one person, but Dean will kill me if he knows I told you." Sam explained.
"Well, you could've told us right off the bat. We are hunters too." Amanda said semi-angry.
"I know I'm sorry." Sam said reaching for Amanda's hand.
Amanda grabbed Sam's other hand and said, "I guess it's alright."
They both sat, holding each other's hands silently for a while. Neither one knew what to say. Sam looked into Amanda's eyes; she was so beautiful. He knew he loved her when he looked into her eyes. Their silence was finally broken by the sound of Amanda's cell phone ringing.
"I'm sorry." Amanda said releasing Sam's hand to get her cell phone. "It's Hannah."
"Didn't they go outside?" Sam asked confused. "Why would she be calling you?"
"Hannah?" Amanda asked when she picked up the phone. "What?...Where are you?...Okay just stay there Sam and I are coming." Amanda hung up the phone, looked at Sam and said, "We've got a problem."
"What is it?" Sam asked with a worried look on his face.
"The warewolf got loose." Amanda said in a whisper so no one in the bar could hear. "We have to go back to your motel. Hannah and Dean are waiting there." Amanda said standing up and putting on her jacket. "She said they walked so the Impala should still be outside."
"I got the keys from Dean." Sam said also getting up.
Amanda and Sam left the bar and quickly drove back to the motel. Amanda was just about to open her door and get out when Sam stopped her.
"Wait. Look over by the trees." Sam said starring out of the windshield.
The warewolf was standing on the forest edge and was watching them with hunger.
"It's waiting for us to get out of the car." Amanda said eyeing the warewolf with caution.
"Any suggestions?" Sam asked seeing how far away the motel room was from where they were parked.
Amanda thought for a moment and said, "We could make a run for it."
"That's a good idea, but could you think of something that doesn't end in certain death?" Sam asked sarcastically.
"Why do you think of something?" Amanda asked roughly.
Sam thought for a moment and said, "I got nothing."
"I'm not seeing any other options. Look, I've got my gun with silver bullets. Just run as fast as you can and if it tries anything, I'll shoot it. And this time, I'll shoot to kill." Amanda said persistently.
"So we're cheating death…again." Sam said with a sigh. "Great."
"Get the key to the room ready. We gotta move fast." Amanda said making sure her gun was loaded.
Sam took out the room key, unlocked the car doors, checked to make sure the warewolf didn't move and said, "On the count of three. One…two…three!"
They both opened their doors and ran as fast as they could toward the room. Sam had already heard Amanda fire the gun and the warewolf howl in pain. He turned around and saw the beast lying on the ground bleeding from the abdomen.
"Sam run!" Amanda shouted grabbing his arm and pulling him to the door.
They were almost at the door when Dean opened it up to let them in.
"Come on hurry up!" He yelled from the door.
Sam and Amanda ran through the door and Dean closed and locked it behind them. From inside the room, the hunters could hear the warewolf on the other side trying to pound the door down.
"We gotta kill that thing." Dean said to Sam.
"No. Don't kill it." Amanda said to Dean.
"Amanda, you should have killed it in the first place." Hannah said raising her voice. "It's not Kyle anymore."
"I know that, but he's in there somewhere and I can still save him." Amanda said with sorrow filling her eyes.
"Whose Kyle?" Sam asked Amanda softly.
"We'll ask questions later Sammy, now we have to get outta here." Dean said standing by the door.
"How? That thing is still outside." Hannah asked still yelling at Amanda.
"We have no choice, we gotta kill it." Dean said looking at Amanda. Kyle must've been someone very close to her because she looked like she was about to cry. "I'll go outside and shoot it. You guys run to the car and get it started up. I'll be right behind you."
"Dean, I'm not letting you go alone." Sam said to his older brother.
"Okay. Got your silver bullets?" Dean asked gripping the doorknob. The warewolf was still banging against it outside.
"Yeah." Sam said taking out the car keys. "Run fast." He added to Amanda tossing her the keys.
"Wait a minute, how do you guys have silver bullets?" Hannah asked still not knowing that the Winchesters are hunters.
"Not now Hannah." Amanda said covering for the boys even though she wanted to tell her friend.
"Okay, ready?" Dean asked Sam. Sam nodded and Dean said, "On the count of three. One…" Sam raised his gun, "Two…" Dean unlocked the door, "Three!"
Dean opened the door and Sam quickly shot the warewolf. It howled in pain and backed away from the door. Hannah and Amanda darted out of the room and ran as fast as they could go. They were almost at the car when Hannah turned and noticed that the boys weren't following them. The warewolf wasn't letting them past.
"Amanda, go to the car. I'm going to help them." Hannah said and then ran toward the warewolf gun-in-hand.
She shot it in the leg and the Winchesters got around it. They started to run, but the warewolf got to its feet and followed them. It got closer and closer to the three of them. When it got close enough, it lunged in front of them blocking their path.
"Let's try to get around it. Follow me." Dean said pointing his gun at the warewolf.
The creature stood still, while Dean moved slowly around it. It was waiting for the perfect moment to strike. When Dean was almost free, it howled and smacked him across the chest with its giant paw.
"Dean!" Hannah yelled over the load crack of Sam's gunshots.
Dean lay motionless on the ground, Hannah and Sam both thought he was dead. They couldn't get to him because of the warewolf. All of a sudden, Sam saw the Impala coming toward them. He grabbed Hannah and jumped out of the way before the car smashed into the warewolf sending it about ten yards away. The car went in reverse back to where Sam and Hannah were next to Dean.
"Get in!" Amanda yelled from the drivers seat.
Sam put Dean into the backseat after Hannah and then got into the front passenger seat.
"Drive!" Sam exclaimed when he closed the door.
Amanda stepped on the gas pedal and drove as fast as the car would go. The warewolf finally gave up and retreated to the trees.
