Better Off

Chapter Four: Purpose

"Dean!"

"Hmm?" he mumbled, still half-way asleep, as he rolled off the couch. "OW!"

"You should see what I found. Amy has this entire room with all these hunters journals and info on demons and hunters, and believe me...there are a lot of books," Sam sighed.

"And that's a bad thing, why?" Dean got up and turned off the TV, looking at his brother.

"It's just weird, don't you think? And the weirdest part is that she has a replica of Dad's journal. I found it out laying on a table. And all the books have fake bookcovers."

"She probably wanted to know more about us, after Ellen called her. Also, she probably doesn't want people to see a room full of books about demons and stuff. They might think she's a little coo-coo for co-coa puffs."

"Why are you being so..."

"Reasonable?" Dean proposed.

Sam just looked at him, unable to respond.

"Oh...and Sam?" Dean said, just as Sam was about to walk away.

"What?"

"She didn't tell us we couldn't go in there, so I doubt it was some big secret."

Dean turned the TV back on and sat back down on the couch.

"Breaking news, there is yet another Amber Alert. There are now eight children missing in Lenawee county. If you've seen any of these children, please call 9-1-1 immediately," a reporter said as pictures of children flashed on the screen.

"Hm..." Dean said quietly to himself.

--

Dean walked into the kitched, amazed at how comfortable the couch had been all night.

"Hey. Amy made waffles but we ran out of syrup so she went to the store. I told her it'd be better if we didn't wake you up just yet," Sam said, rinsing off a plate.

"Where'd you sleep?"

"Guest room. She came and found me in her library and showed me to the guest room. It wasn't very long after I came and woke you up actually."

"Still don't trust her?"

Sam shook his head, "She was fine with me being in there, like you said, but I still have a weird feeling about this, Dean."

"Well...I'm sure you'll get over it," Dean smirked at his baby brother.

"Get over what?" Amy said as she entered with a bottle of syrup.

"Sammy here had a bad dream," Dean quickly responded, recieving an evil glare from Sam.

--

"A lot of kids have been going missing lately, and I think your demon's involved," Amy leaned forward on her couch.

"What makes you think that?" Sam asked.

"Well, it's just a feeling. But trust me on this."

Sam rolled his eyes at the word 'trust.'

"I agree, I saw it on the news last night and I definately think it's strange," Dean defended her.

Sam got up and stormed out of the living room. Dean followed, but not before giving Amy a look of apology.

"What is up with you? You're not acting like yourself," Dean stopped his brother.

"What's up with me? What's up with YOU? You're siding with some stranger as opposed to your own brother!"

"Sam! This isn't you. You're acting like..."

"Who? Who am I acting like?"

"Me," Dean said, dissappointed.

Sam took a deep breath, calming himself.

"Ever since I had that vision...I've felt different," he admitted.

"Different how?" concern showed in Dean's voice.

"Most hostile...anxious...shaky...irritable...I don't really know how to explain it..."

"Paranoid," Dean nodded.

"I just don't know what's wrong with me," Sam let out a sigh.

"I think that's why you're here," Amy interrupted, making her presence know.


Author's Note: I finally caught up with myself. I only have part of the next chapter written. I'm so excited about this story, you have no idea. I also have some other ideas in the works. I would have more chapters written if I hadn't been stressed about an calculus test I had today (and failed) -- we had a review, but I missed it because I was at some college. Anyway...I plan on writing and updating probably Wednesday.

I want to say thank you to the following people for reading:

RAWRness-x, KatieLB, friendly, Charmedp3123, wcfan, Steam Rolled Harry Potter, Cali, m00-chan, ILoveMyFish, Sam666, SammyJaredfan, cristizepeda, eddy6401, leticia08, Masupo