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Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the gods. – Albert Einstein

After checking to be sure that the 'Do Not Disturb' sign was indeed on the door handle, I half sprinted, half loped after Kody; who was halfway to the Impala by that time. When I arrived to the car, I received a great shock. Travis was already sprawled out in the backseat of the car.

"Someone was a tad optimistic," I said to him as I climbed into the driver's seat and fired up the car. Kody slid into the back with the first aid kit.

"Are you kidding me? You saw your sister with that gun. If I hadn't known what was going on I would have been very scared." He replied as I fired up the engine and tore out of the motel parking lot.

"How did you guys know where I was anyway?"

"Did you really think that we would leave you behind?" Kody snorted at that idea. By that time, she had the contents of the first aid kit strung out all over the back seat, in full blown nurse mode. "Besides, we weren't getting far with his messed up leg."

"Oh yeah, how bad is that?" I tried to sound concerned but at the time I had to concentrate on mid-afternoon traffic and trying to read a map. I had to figure out how to get to Missouri. "Broken?"

"Naw, twisted knee at best." Travis waved his hand as a way of saying it was no big deal.

I nodded to let him know that I heard him, and then turned my attention to my little sister. "What about you? Just bumps and bruises?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

'More shocked than anything.' I thought to myself but nodded to her as well.

"Okay, so just to get it out in the open. How screwed are we?" Travis brought up the question that was on everyone's minds.

"I'm not sure yet. We need to figure out what year we're in first." Trying to sound calm, I looked in the rearview mirror to see that they weren't as good of actors as I was. Okay, to be honest, I wasn't calm. I knew we were screwed. I knew we were in a lot more trouble than I dared to admit. But I also knew that, as the oldest, it was my job to take care of them, but the only game plan that I had was to get to Missouri. It would have to work.

After a few minutes of studying the map, I figured out the route that we needed to take and steered the Impala in the right direction. After a few minutes of silence another thought came to my mind.

"How did you guys get to motel?"

Travis sent my sister a sideways glance before replying, "She hotwired the farmer's truck."

I looked back to see my sister blushing slightly. "I'm so proud." I gushed and pretended to wipe away a fake tear.

Dean's POV

A few minutes after he shut the door, I heard the familiar noise of my baby revving up and then they were gone. "I'm gonna kill 'em." I growled and pulled against the rope that was holding my wrists together. The knot was cutting the circulation off to my arms.

"How did we get into this position in the first place?" Sam raised an eyebrow at me before responding.

"You wanted to make a seventeen-year-old kid our new pet." He snapped at me.

"Hey, Hey, Hey, don't get mad at me because you let a little girl tie you up." I shot back just to tick him off a little bit more.

"She had a shotgun to my head!" He yelped in disbelief.

"Excuses, excuses." I pushed his buttons a little bit more.

He rolled his eyes. "Whatever man, we don't have time for this. We need to get out and contact Missouri, give her a heads up."

"What has she got to do with this?" I just didn't like that woman.

"You heard him Dean, they are going to Missouri." He continued to struggle in his bonds but instead of trying to untie them he was trying to get to his back pocket.

"News flash, Sammy, there is a state called Missouri. We don't know that they meant the woman. And besides, that old bat can kick anyone's butt with that wooden spoon."

"Dean, if they knew us then I'm willing to bet that they know her. We need to warn her. And, you know she only hits you with the wooden spoon." He smirked.

This time I rolled my eyes. "If anyone should get smacked it's that kid, tying us up and taking my baby."

A/N: Really short, I know, but I needed to get something out. PLEASE REVIEW!