Chapter Four

"Where the hell is my car?" Alan said again to emphases his frustration. "All my stuff is in there and now it's gone! What the hell?"

"This is not good. Don't worry, we'll get some new stuff for you." Tiffany said to Alan trying to give him some comfort.

"Alan, I'm sorry." Abby told her friend, "Maybe we should call the police?"

"I'll do it." Sam offered pulling out his cell phone and walking back into the motel for some quiet.

"Well, let's hope the cops can actually help us find the car. The more eyes out there looking, the better." Tiffany looked up at the sky as she talked.

"Okay, they are sending someone out to talk to us now." Sam emerged from the room.

"Thanks, Sam." Abby looked up at him with a meek grin. "I think we could all use a really long vacation after this!"

"That's why we planned one in the first place." Tiffany said with a huff.

"Well I for one can not wait for this vacation." Dean spoke up for the first time since they had gone out there.

"Why have you been so quiet back there?" Sam looked to his older brother.

"Just happy it wasn't my car!"

"Wow. Never thought I would meet someone that loves their car as much as Abby does." Tiffany giggled, "Maybe even more than her."

"Where are the damned cops?" Alan complained impatiently.

"They'll be here soon enough. Just chill." Abby informed him.

"I know I know. I just need to find that car. I have my hunting gear in there. And all my money. Things we need." Alan said irritably.

"Look there's a police car, maybe he's here to talk to us." Abby pointed to the police curser pulling into the motel parking lot.

"They better be." Alan frowned.

"Sam Roberts?" The policemen from the passenger seat asked as he stepped out of the curser.

He used a fake last name? Abby asked herself.

"Yes sir." Sam stepped forward and shook the man's outstretched hand.

"Officer Lewis O'Keith." He introduced himself. "This is my partner, Officer Gary Madison." The group looked to the man getting out of the car. He, unlike his partner was heavier set. He stuck his chubby hand out to shake everyone's hands and gave them a rather toothy grin.

"Hi." Abby said, shaking his hand. She then turned her attention to Alan who stood fuming from the ears.

"Right. So can we get back to my car please?" Alan said, frustration dripping with every word.

"Alan." Tiffany got his attention, "They are here to do their job. Don't get mad at them. Being mad at them is not going to speed anything along."

"Yeah but…" He sighed, "Fine."

"So. Your car was stolen from where?" The plump man asked him.

"From right where you are standing…" He pointed to the broken glass on the ground in front of the officers' feet.

"I see. Can you describe the car for us please?"

"It's a black, two door, '97 Acura Integra." Alan explained as the officer wrote on his notepad. They asked Alan a few more questions and wrote more things down, finally getting his phone number and telling them they would call with anything. The officers looked to Alan and the rest of the group. Just then Tiffany decided to make herself known.

"Hey, we are leaving for our vacation so you can either stay here and find the car or…." Tiffany grinned. "Come with us."

"I need that vacation." Alan said before turning to the officers, "Looks like you're on your own finding the car. Give me a call when you do. Thanks." The youth around him laughed but the police did think it was so funny.

"Look, here's my number too in case you can't get a hold of him on his phone." Tiffany handing him a piece of paper she had written her number down on. "Sorry, but we have had this vacation planned for months now, and nothing is going to stop us from being there."

"Uh huh." The chubby cop gave the number a once over before sticking it in the folder he was holding. "Well, we will let you know if we find anything." His colleague gave the kids a suspicious glance and then followed his partner into the vehicle.

"Thanks!" The group said at once. They then turned and all headed back in to the motel one right after the other.

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The next morning, while Abby was packing the car, the door to Sam and Dean's room opened revealing Sam with his duffle bag slung over his shoulder and the Impala key in hand.

"Hey." He said as he walked over to the Impala's trunk.

"Good morning!" She answered back. "Are you ready for Cali?"

"Uh. Yeah I guess."

"You guess?" Abby was somewhat shocked at Sam's answer.

"No. I meant: Yeah, of course." He opened the trunk with the key, and threw the bag inside. All the while avoiding eye contact with her.

"Uh huh." Abby wasn't sure she believed him but didn't want to push her luck. She thought he was hiding something. She finished packing the car, closed the trunk, and then looked to Sam. "I can't wait for the beach. Work on my tan and relax. No hunts. Nothing but pure R and R."

Sam nodded in agreement. "Sound great to me!"

The doors side by side opened at the same time and Tiffany and Alan stepped out of one and Dean the other. Tiffany and Alan met Abby at the back of the mustang and stood smiling from her to Sam then back again. Dean also walked to the back of his own car and dropped his bag into the trunk.

"Well," Abby looked to her friends and sister. "We should get to the store so Alan can get some new clothes."

"Yeah good idea." Tiffany shrugged, "Then we can get stuff for the trip as well."

"Sounds good." Dean smiled.

Sam shrugged as well. "Alright."

"Cool, let's go." Abby fished the keys from her pocket and headed to the driver's door. "Hop in!"

"Alright. Where to first?" Alan asked as he climbed into the back seat.

"Wal-Mart is cheapest." Abby said from behind the wheel.

"I don't like buying pants there. I can never find anything." Tiffany complained form her spot in the passenger seat.

"I thought we were going to buy Alan clothes. Not you." Abby glanced at her sister. She pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road.

"I know. I was just making a point."

"Whatever. We are going to Wal-Mart. It's the best place to get what all we need." Abby almost challenged her sister to argue.

"That is true. We can get everything for the trip in one stop. And I can get some clothes too." Alan pointed out to the younger Warner.

"Yeah. Oh look we're almost there." Tiffany pointed out the window to the store.

"Yep." Abby smiled. They pulled into the parking lot where they stopped the car and pilled out. The Impala pulled in beside them and the boys soon joined them walking into the store. Alan and Tiffany held hands and walked ahead of the group as Abigail walked awkwardly beside Sam with Dean on the other side of his brother. Abby could hear the sound of her sister giggling at something Alan had said.

"Well, this should be fun." Dean laughed, making Sam and Abby laugh along with him.

A/N: Well, what do you think? So my friend's laptop is fixed, BUT our other friend has it and has yet to give it back to her. So sorry for the long waits on posts. We hope you liked it and don't worry Sam and Abby get even closer in the next chapter! Please Review! We love to hear from you! Thanks!

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