New chapter! Please re-read the story from the beginning since I rewrote the whole thing and posted the revised version. Enjoy this next chapter and tell me what you think!

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Chapter 4:

Sam didn't know how Rae did it, he really didn't.

She had been waiting for them in their room, sitting on Sam's bed, when they had gotten back to the motel. Sam wasn't sure how she had found them or how she had gotten in but he brushed it off. With anyone else he would've been worried but Rae always did this. He almost smiled at the memories he had from when she'd been hunting with him of her randomly showing up during the oddest of times despite having no information as to where he was.

She looked up at them when they'd arrived, her eyes red and puffy and her cheek bruised and purple.

"Are you alright?!" Sam asked, alarmed. He forgot his place for a moment as he rushed over to her, taking her face in his hand and examining the mark. "What happened?"

"Its fine, Sam," she said, pushing him off lightly.

"Did he do this to you?" Sam's voice was low and dangerous and Rae looked at him in surprise, taking time to search each of his eyes and letting her gaze roam over his face.

"I thought you two said you didn't know each other." Dean commented coolly, raising an eyebrow at them. They broke their eye contact and Sam stepped away from Rae, realizing what he had done. He felt like punching himself in the face. What was he thinking? He had made it clear as day that he cared about her and knew things about her personal life. What was wrong with him?

"Wait a minute," Sam said, realizing something as he turned back to Rae, his expression becoming one of accusation. "How do you know my name?"

"Bobby called," Rae replied simply. Dean and Sam all but gaped at her.

"I'm sorry, what?" Dean asked after he had gotten over his initial shock.

"Well clearly your FBI badges were fake." Rae explained like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I mean, Darcy and Bingley? Really?" She looked at Dean. "I didn't peg you as the romance novel type, especially ones from the 19th century." Dean's face reddened.

"It was Sam's idea," he muttered. Rae smiled and turned to Sam.

"That makes a lot more sense," she agreed, giving him a once over and a nod.

Dean coughed, "back to the Bobby thing?"

Rae shrugged. "Sam's phone went off when I got here so I picked it up. It was some guy named Bobby looking for Sam and after that I just decided that you," she looked at Dean, "couldn't be a Sam so it had to be him," she looked at Sam.

Dean just stared at her for a moment, opening and closing his mouth. Sam was also at a loss for words but for entirely different reasons. Maybe this Rae was more like the first Rae than he had originally assumed. That thought filled him with too many different emotions to count, so he stored them away for later.

"What happened?" Sam asked again, repeating his earlier question. The smile faded from Rae's face and she hugged herself, looking almost as vulnerable as she had the night she had admitted she loved Sam. It broke his heart to see her that way.

"It was an accident," she started by saying.

"Did he do this?" Sam interrupted.

"Who?" Dean asked. Both of his brother and the brown eyed girl ignored him.

Rae hesitated before nodding. Sam set his jaw and clenched his fists until his knuckles were white. He knew it.

"But it's not what you think!" Rae added quickly, raising her hands as if to sooth Sam. "He didn't mean to."

"That's what they all say," Sam managed to get out from behind his clenched teeth. Dean was giving Sam strange looks but the younger Winchester was paying him no mind.

"It really was an accident though," Rae insisted, stepping closer to Sam. Her eyes were still red. "He didn't hear me come up behind him and he accidentally elbowed me in the face. He apologized for an hour afterwards." She took another step towards Sam, looking him straight in the eye even though she was about a foot shorter than him. "I promise he didn't mean it."

Sam's gaze softened for a moment as he looked at her, taking in all she was, even in the state she was in. He noticed how her eyelashes stuck together with tears and how her cheeks were slightly flushed. He saw all that and more, everything that made her his Rae and everything that made her her own Rae.

"Why are you here?" He asked quietly.

"Because you guys were asking me about ghosts, right?" She waited until Dean nodded before continuing. "And I think I'm being haunted."

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~Liliana