Chapter Four: Disaster's in the Air

"The thing about blood, family, it's always there. You can hate each other, you can want to kill each other but you never stop loving each other"

It had been nearly two months since my coma and Dad's disappearance and nothing had happened. I was back to normal but Dad was still missing. Aiden and Sam were getting back into the swing of things. It was obvious that Dean had no idea where to look. When Dad fell off the grid, he had already been off the grid. He had a hunt in Jericho, California that he finished and then he disappeared. He was supposed to meet someone in Nevada two days after the hunt but he never showed up.

All I know is that I was going insane. I may have thought that I was one hundred percent but I wasn't the one who decided whether or not I can actually start hunting again. That would be Dean's jurisdiction and he was being a stubborn bastard about it.

"Hey!" Dean shouted. "You paying attention?"

"To what?" I grumbled. "You saying the same exact thing you've said before you three ditch me? No, not really."

"Hey, watch the attitude, Hailey," Dean warned.

"I already know the drill, lock the door, close the blinds, don't answer the door, salt the room," I rolled my eyes. "I know that despite my assurances that I'm fine you're still going to take the two people who are out of their element."

"You were in a coma!" Aiden snapped. "We just went to college."

"And we kept up with training," Sam shrugged.

"Yeah?" I scoffed. "I was out for a month! I'm fine. You two were gone for years!"

"This isn't up for discussion, Hails," Sam snapped.

I crossed my arms and flopped down on my bed. Aiden, Sam, and Dean were all carrying duffel bags and once again, I was getting stuck in a hotel for however long it took them to finish the monster of the week.

"Cut the sullen teenager act, Hails," Dean responded.

"I'm going stir crazy," I mumbled.

"Soon is what I told you," Dean said. "You'll be hunting again soon."

Before Dean and I could argue further Sam had opened the front door and said that they had a schedule to keep. I glared at the door as it shut firmly behind me. Not even a half hour went by before I heard knocking on the motel room door. I looked through the peephole and then flung open the door dragging the person waiting on the outside inside. He didn't even get to respond before I shoved him back down on the bed and climbed on top of him.

"Well, hello to you too, Hails," Trevor laughed.

"You've been following us since we left Nevada," I accused.

"Not much gets by you," Trevor smirked.

"You're lucky my brothers didn't notice either," I responded. "They don't take kindly to being followed."

"And yet it's perfectly okay to ditch you in a hotel room?" Trevor growled.

"I'm perfectly fine here," I sighed. "I'm just going stir crazy. I'm fine again. No limp, no nothing and Dean refuses to let me come."

"He doesn't want you disappearing again," Trevor shrugged. "Can't say I blame him."

"Trevor," I groaned.

"He was absolutely frantic when you were gone," Trevor replied. "And then the message you're father left didn't really soothe his nerves."

"I don't want to hear about this, Trev," I warned.

"Hails," Trevor grumbled getting up after me. "I don't want to pick a fight."

"Yeah?" I scoffed.

"Yeah," Trevor sighed putting a hand on either side of my head so that I was effectively trapped in a corner. "You don't see the dynamic your family has. Dean's the protector, you're the baby, Sam is the lawyer, and Aiden's a genius. When one of you is gone it throws the three of you out of whack. And when Sam and Aiden went to school it left a whole so big that none of you could deal. Just when Dean thought he was doing better a demon takes you and he has no idea where you are. He goes and gets Aiden and Sam under your father's orders thereby giving him enough time to fall off the grid. You might be the glue that keeps this family running more often then not but it was your father who started all of you on this track. You're bound by it whether you like it or not."

"How can you know so much?" I asked.

"When one can get sucked into dreams it becomes very easy to know nearly everything there is to know about that person," Trevor responded. "And it's really easy to see the family dynamic when the four of you are together."

"You always dream walk into girl's dreams?" I questioned.

"Not really," Trevor answered. "It isn't often that I get pulled into a dream with such ferocious that I was pulled into yours. And before you ask of course I like you, Hailey Winchester."

I smiled softly before reaching up to kiss him. Trevor groaned removing his arms from the wall and picking me up so that we were nearly equal in height. One of my hands wrapped itself into his hair while the other rested on his shoulder feeling the solid strength there. I felt Trevor's hands move to cradle my ass as my legs wrapped around his muscled torso. My back was leaning against the wall as he kept us vertical. When the need for oxygen arose, I pulled away, moaning as Trevor began to kiss his way from the corner of my jaw down to my neck. Suddenly he bit down hard at the base of my neck before licking at the bite.

"Trevor, I need…" I panted trailing off as Trevor moved us from the wall towards the bed.

He laid me down gently before pulling off his sweatshirt. We locked eyes as I pulled off my tank top. I dropped it to the ground as Trevor moved to the bed and kissing me passionately. His tongue slipped into my mouth as I moaned. I felt his hand creep down and unbutton the top of my jeans. The rough denim slid down my legs along with my panties. He pulled them off my legs completely as I looked at him. Trevor pushed some of his hair back as I got up on my knees. I wrapped my fingers around the waistband of his boxers. I pulled them down slowly and he kicked them off he grabbed a condom from his wallet and quickly put it on before dropping back onto the bed. He climbed in between my legs and I felt him poised at my entrance. I pulled him down on top of me kissing him hard enough to bruise as he eased in for the first time. I gasped at the new sensations as my legs wrapped around his waist again.

An hour later, I was wrapped up in Trevor's arms leaning against his chest. I listened to the steady beating of his heart, and for once, I wasn't bored out of my mind. I hadn't seen Trevor in weeks and I don't know how he had managed to track us down.

"You know so much about me and I feel like I don't know anything about you," I whispered.

"What do you want to know?" Trevor asked.

"Everything," I responded. "You seem to know everything there is to know about me and my family."

"Well, I was born in Montclair, New Jersey. I'm an only child and the same demon killed my mother. I was already born into a hunting family but the demon is powerful, way more powerful than my father realized. He blamed himself for my mother's death. He died seven years ago trying to summon the fucking thing."

"You know it's a demon?" I asked.

"Yes, Azazel is a demon," Trevor stated.

"I'll be right back," I muttered.

"Hailey," Trevor protested grabbing my wrist as I slipped out of bed.

"Just let me go, Trevor," I ordered.

He let go of my wrist looking more than slightly hurt as I rushed toward the bathroom. I closed and locked the door before falling against it, resting on the floor. There was a growing list of things that I couldn't tell my brothers. I was a telekinetic freak, Sam might be one too, and I had a boyfriend who is pyrokinetic and likes to dream walk. I had been visited and stalked by the demon that had killed our mother. I also now knew that the friggin thing was a demon. How the fuck did, things get so complicated so quickly? I couldn't tell them one thing without owning up to everything. And, yet I had a nagging feeling that Dad already knew a demon was behind Mom's death, which is why he had fallen off the radar, he was closing in.

"Hailey?" Trevor asked knocking the door. "Come on, baby, let me in."

I sighed and backed away from the door unlocking it in the same process. Trevor then opened and closed the door behind him as he crouched down across from me.

"Things got so fucked up," I groaned.

"Which is why you have to tell your brothers," Trevor prompted.

"You don't understand, Trev," I replied. "They'll never look at me the same way again."

"They love you," Trevor stated firmly. "Nothing is going to change that. You understand?"

"You don't know that!" I shouted. "You don't. Everything is different now."

"Some things will stay the same," Trevor responded.

"I've lied to them to many times, they won't trust me anymore," I whispered.

"They've been lying to you too," Trevor retorted.

"It's not going to matter I'm the youngest," I shrugged. "From their point of view their lies are protecting me."

"And yours is protecting them," Trevor sighed. "Look, I'm not saying that this will be a nice, calm discussion because it won't. You'll all be shouting at each other but they need to know everything."

Suddenly my phone began to ring from the next room. I sighed and opened the door grabbing it off the nightstand.

"What?" I demanded.

"Hailey," A gruff, familiar voice growled.

"Dad?" I gasped.

"I don't know what you think you're doing, young lady, but it stops right now, do you understand me?" Dad hissed.

"You're a hypocrite," I snarled. I heard my father begin to growl out a response to my insubordination but I forged on. "You know exactly what killed mom and you fell of the fucking grid to hunt the damn thing."

"How did you know it was a demon?" Dad snapped.

"Gee, Dad, I don't know," I scoffed. "Maybe it's because I'm a good hunter. Raised by one of the best."

"Hailey, it's dangerous," Dad sighed.

I could picture Dad pinching the bridge of his nose before wiping a hand down his face.

"Dad, I…"

"Be quiet, Hailey Jade and listen closely," Dad ordered in his firm Do-as-I-say-or-else tone. I was irked to admit that it still worked despite him not being in the same room as I was probably not even in the same state.

"Fine," I muttered.

"Do you know everything?" Dad asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I replied.

"Do not lie to me, Hailey Jade," Dad growled.

"What would I know, Dad?" I asked

"Okay," Dad grumbled. "You want to play that game? You probably know what killed your mother and you figured out why I dropped off the map. You've noticed that weird stuff, weird even for our family has been happening."

"Dad?" I whispered.

"Just tell me, Hailey," Dad prodded.

"I know that it was a demon. I know that you're probably hunting it at this moment and last month when I was kidnapped I threw the demon that took me against the wall while I was still tied to the chair. Dad what's going on?"

"I don't know, Hailey," Dad whispered. "But I do know is that you're not going to tell your brothers."

"Sir?" I asked.

"Do not tell your brothers," Dad ordered. "Not yet."

"Dad you're not telling me to lie to them, are you?" I questioned.

"I'm not telling you not to do anything you weren't already planning on doing," Dad responded. "Isn't that right?"

"Yes, sir," I sighed.

"Do not tell them about this call," Dad commanded.

"Of course, sir," I muttered.

"I love you, Hailey," Dad whispered.

"I love you too, Dad, stay safe," I sighed.

I hung up the phone and deleted the most recent call just incase one of my brothers went snooping on my phone. I collapsed on my bed confused at what my father had told me what to do. Dean was his second in command and it was rare as in this-has-never-ever-happened-before that I knew something about Dad that my brothers had no inkling of and I was ordered not to tell them. Honestly, Dad was lucky that they had taught me how to lie because the lies that I had to keep track of seemed to be growing by the second. And the worst part was that there was only a matter of time before they all came spewing out, burying me in the process.

"Hailey, what is going on?" Trevor asked. From the tone in his voice, it sounded like he had asked more than once.

"My life is getting more and more complicated every single day." I growled.

"That was your Dad on the phone?" Trevor prompted.

"Yeah, he's alive," I whispered.

"Call Dean," Trevor exclaimed.

"I can't he said not to tell them," I replied.

"Hailey, they're your brothers," Trevor reproached.

"Yeah and he's my father, Trevor and when John Winchester gives you an order you listen to it." I snapped.

"Really?" Trevor raised an eyebrow. "Because you have more loyalty to your father than you do to Dean?"

"You've never seen the way he treats people that are different, Trevor," I growled. "Like the psychics, people like us? He thinks we should be hunted to, he doesn't trust us."

"Us?" Trevor growled. "Last time I checked we were both still human, Hails."

"Yeah, well, you didn't see his face," I grumbled.

"When?" Trevor asked.

"It was a few years ago, Sam and Aiden were in school…"

The impala rumbled as Dean floored the engine slightly. We were driving from Colorado all the way to Texas to see a clairvoyant that Dad told us we should check out to make sure she wasn't crooked, meaning dabbling in the dark arts as there had been a few mysterious disappearances happening around the area. I sighed as I rested in the back of the impala. We were once again in between credit cards and that meant that we had been sleeping in the impala for the past three nights in a row.

Tension was at an all time high while patience was at an all time low. Without Aiden and Sam to act as buffers, Dean and I fought over the smallest things. He thought that a fifteen year old was too young to be hunting let alone watching his back. He had voiced that exact sentiment a few times after we had a knockdown drag 'em out fight. And it was enough to leave the both of us with sour tastes in our mouths.

I personally wanted to meet the clairvoyant and talk to her before we started passing judgments. But Dean already thought she was guilty without even meeting her. I never did understand why everything was so black and white with Dean and Dad. Sure, some things were evil and other things were good, pure but they never saw anything or anyone as being in the middle. You were either good or you were bad and had to be taken out.

By the time we got to Dallas, Texas, Dean and I were at each other's throats. I stormed after Dean as he slammed the driver's door to the impala and basically ran up the stairs to the mediums, Natasha Colson's house and began pounding on the door.

"Hello, Dean," Natasha greeted coolly upon opening the door. "Hello Hailey."

"Hey," Dean and I replied together.

"Um, the Winchester family, or part of the Winchester family, I was wondering when I was going to meet you."

"You've heard of us?" I asked ignoring Dean's firm shut up look.

"Of course," Natasha scoffed. "Who hasn't heard of the Winchester family?"

I smirked knowing that she was impressed with our family or at least my brothers. But when I looked at Dean, he looked even more untrusting.

"If you're wondering what is going on with the disappearances I can assure you that it wasn't me," Natasha replied as Dean glared at her.

"And we're supposed to trust you?" Dean growled lowly.

"Why would I have any reason to lie?" Natasha asked seriously.

"So we don't kill you," Dean responded.

"You're not going to kill me, Dean Winchester," Natasha stated. "I know somewhere that you would never harm an innocent person even if you did think that there is something not right about me."

Dean looked like he was going to say something but Natasha interrupted.

"Please, Dean, don't belittle both my intelligence and my abilities," Natasha scolded. "I'm clairvoyant. I personally think that I'm the least dangerous people around. Just ask Missouri, I am her protégé after all."

"What?" Dean gasped.

"But that didn't end badly, did it?" Trevor asked. "I mean Tasha is one of your closest friends."

"You should still see the way Dean looks at her sometimes," I frowned. "And you weren't there at the time, Trev. There was something in Dean, something that told him not to trust Natasha no matter what. It took nearly two hours of convincing before he would even let her near me."

"Like he isn't that protective with you normally," Trevor scoffed.

"It was different, Trev, you could tell," I sighed. "Just trust me. What Dad said…what I'm doing, it's for the best."

"Until it all blows up in your face," Trevor warned.

"Yeah," I sighed.

"It's a dangerous slope, Hails," Trevor stated.

"They're keeping stuff from me too, they can't really get that angry," I responded.

Of course, I knew that what I had just said had no basis. They were going to get angry, there was no one doubting that. But, I think we all had a reason to be upset with one another. We were all hiding secrets and it was only a matter of time before everyone knew what was what. Although, I would make sure that they wouldn't know about my abilities not until they had too. I didn't want them treating me different. Not the way they treated Tasha. I just wanted things to be normal, well normal for us. Yet, I had a sinking feeling that nothing was going to be the way it use to be ever again.