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Raegan had to fight for her right to go with them to the storage container place. She didn't want to stay behind, she was a part of this now, and technically she knew more about things than they did to help them with the case. In the end they caved and when they did they packed up and headed into the car. The location was Buffalo, New York and it would take a total of three hours to get there, which meant fun for Raegan. Normally the show would bring up a scene where the boys are talking about some personal stuff, which now that she thought about it in this episode they should've been talking about Ruby in the car…at night, instead they did it in the motel in the day.

Things were being changed because of her. Bad Day At Black Rock was being changed because of her.

"Rae!" Dean said, his voice high like he had been saying it for a while.

"Yeah?" she asked from the backseat.

"Hand me my box of cassette's please." Raegan leaned forward to search on the ground for it, bringing it up and setting it in the middle of the front seat.

"Might I make a suggestion?" She watched as his hand paused in a hover over the many selections and he peeked back at her through the rearview mirror.

"Depends on what it is."

"Journey."

"Song?"

"Separate Ways, Worlds Apart. Album…Frontiers."

She grinned, loving the expression of appreciation on his face as he took the tape out and stuck it into the slot, turning up the volume a bit as it started the song.

"Here we stand, worlds apart, hearts broken in two, two, two," the both sang.

Sam's eyes went back and forth between them, his mouth hanging open slightly at the event playing before him.

"Sleepless nights, losing ground, I'm reaching for you, you, you," Raegan sang, coming up to settle over the seat a bit in the middle, grabbing onto the boys shoulders for effect and emotion.

"Feeling that it's gone! Can change your mind," Dean said, snapping his head to look at Raegan for her turn to sing.

"If we can't go on! To survive the tide, love divides!"

Both slammed their hands on a piece of the Impala to the beat as they bobbed side to side. "Someday love will find you, break those chains that bind you! One night will remind you," they said in unison.

"How we touched and went our separate ways," Raegan finished.

"If he ever hurts you, true love won't desert you! You know I still love you."

"Though we touched and went our separate ways," Dean finished.

"You two…are scary together," Sam commented, shaking his head with a chuckle, causing Raegan to whack him upside the head. "OW!"

"Don't make fun. You can join in if you like Sammy, I mean, I know that you know the song lyrics to Bon Jovi's Wanted Dead or Alive…in fact, both of you do. So come on, join us Sam. Come to our side," she said.

"I'd rather not."

"Please…" she begged, giving him his patented puppy dog look. "Hurry because the next verse is coming up." He chuckled and nodded.

"Take it away Sasquatch," Dean smiled.

"Troubled times. Caught between confusions and pain, pain, pain," Sam sang in between laughs at how he was catching glimpses of Raegan and Dean doing dramatic moves. "Distant eyes. Promises we made were in vain, in vain, in vain."

"If you must go! I wish you love," Raegan cut in.

"You'll never walk alone! Take care my love," Dean sang.

"Miss you love!" Sam said.

Together the three of them did the chorus, stopping afterwards to do their own version of the guitar solo in air form before halting as the techno piano sounded with crashes of the top hat on drums.

"OH!" they yelled, going back into the chorus, switching off from Sam to Raegan, to Sam and then Dean.

Sam couldn't remember ever doing this in his life with his brother, let alone at all when he was in college and he frankly loved what was happening. It was full of fun and excitement, and seeing his brother happy as can be when the one-year of living was tugging at their hearts, he couldn't help but smile. He was thankful that Raegan met them and that she was here to help.

'Maybe she can help me save Dean,' he thought as the song came to a laughing end, moving onto Send Her My Love.

"It's a rarity to find someone with such good tastes," Dean said.

"Well, it's a rarity to be singing with the Winchesters," Raegan remarked.

The younger hunter sighed, bringing his attention back to the paper in his hands that held the directions on them, pointing his index finger at the sign coming up for their exit to signal to Dean that is where they needed to be. When they managed to park at the containment area, they shuttled down to the said level in the elevator—Raegan wasn't a fan of elevators…she'd seen the horror films—and finally the number on the door told them they were there.

"Ladies first," Dean said, opening the door and motioning inside.

"Um, I believe not Dean. I've seen this episode before, I know what is seen, I know what to avoid…" she paused, noticing the looks from the brothers that said that is exactly why they said for her to go in first. "Okay fine. I'll go first."

Cautiously she stepped inside, spying the red spray painted devil's trap on the ground, along with the hovering trip wire connecting to the cow skull on a shelf with the barrel of a gun sticking from its mouth. Everywhere she looked she spotted millions of artifacts and memories from John's life. It was as if she were in a time in history that should be worshipped as if she were in a museum.

Then she felt the boys go around her in awe, finding the trip wire, the blood, the gun, the indicated signs of a break in. She could hear their words about checking if anything was missing and to check for certain dust lines broken or something. In all honestly, Raegan knew what to look for, but she wanted this to play out like it originally did in the episode.

Walking up to where Dean had stopped at a table, setting down his flashlight and gun to pick up his first sawed off that he made when he was young, pulling it up and down to cock it.

"No way," Sam breathed, and Raegan smiled knowing he had found his soccer trophy that his dad unknowingly kept.

She veered over to a cage door, knowing that this is where the weapons and curse boxes were held and opening it with a rusty creak before entering, instantly going to the shelves.

'Yep, the box is gone…' she confirmed mentally.

"Nothing appears to be missing," Dean said.

"Except for a curse box," she corrected.

"A what box?"

"Curse. Box. John kept them in boxes with symbols on them to describe their power and to keep them inside as well. We need to go find this…" she paused, moving up close to Dean making his brows rise in question as she took his arm and pulled out a pen from her jean pocket that she always had, writing the license plate of the thieves. "Connecticut plates, last three digits 8-8-0."

"How do you know all this?" Sam questioned, forgetting that she knew everything about their lives.

"They parked in front of the security camera without blocking their plates, and also the show. So yeah, thank me later we need to go and get that item."

"Before they open the box."

"Actually, it's already opened."

Sam and Dean cursed under their breath as they hurried out, Raegan running and jumping over the trip wire to catch up with them as they went back to the car.

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