Chapter Four

The next day, it was early in the morning Dean runs upstairs to wake up Nova but find no reply. He crack open the door and peek in, sees no one as he enters. The bed was empty but still warm so he went back down stairs to ask if anyone has seen her. Bobby replied she was seen headed towards the front porch, Deans walks over to find her standing with a mug in her hands watching the sun rise.

"Hey," she said not turning around as the sound of Dean's foot step approach her.

"Hey," Dean said shyly, "Bobby has a job for us and we thought it would do you some good to get out a bit."

"Okay, what's the job?"

"We'll talk about it on the way there and it's going to be a long drive so pack up." Dean said playfully smacking her back and left. He paused and was about to say something but decided that it would've been best to keep quiet and leave her be.

They journey to Oregon; on the way there Dean explains that a theater in a town had been having some weird disappearance and strange things are happening to random people who had entered into this theater. They are to go and check it out, it was simple he said, so it won't be a problem. They pulled into a motel.

"I'm sorry but all the one bedrooms are full, we only have one room left and that would be a two bed." The man in the front desk replied.

"You've got to be kidding," Sam said.

"I kid you not," the man said, "Everyone's here for the play. Especially this time of the year, this whole place is usually packed. So, do you want the room or not?"

"I guess we'll just share," Dean said as he smirk at Sam, Sam just rolls his eyes as Nova stands near the door not noticing the conversation that just occur. Her eye was fixed on the news paper that's laid lifelessly on the chair near the door. They went to their room to settle down; Nova grabs the paper with her and began reading as she follow.

"Alright, so how are we going to do this?" Sam asks.

"Well, I don't mind sharing the bed," Dean said giddily, looking at Nova.

"Huh?" She said looking up from the news paper. "Oh, um… yeah, I'm fine with whatever is laid out for me."

"Great, then you'll be sharing with me then," Dean said with a big grin.

"Okay," Nova said already gone back to reading the papers, not even listening to what was going on. She found an article about the resent news of the theater and it had intrigued her.

"What are you reading that you're not even listening to us," Sam asks walking over to her to see. The article was about the upcoming play and also about a third of the cast had disappeared but three of them reappeared yesterday morning, all in different location and all are mentally unstable. "Hey Dean check this out, it said, 'despite the disappearance the play will still go on, there will be no canceling the play.' Sounds like trouble. "

"Okay Nova, why don't you go check out the theater while Sam and I go check up on these three."

"Okay, shouldn't be a problem. I'll just go watch the play then and see if there's anything usual. "

"Right, we'll do that later. In the meantime, let's eat." Dean shouted. All three went to a nearby diner to have their dinner. While they were eating they looked up on the theater itself and on the people that disappeared. While back at their room they found nothing. Nothing came up, nothing unusually about the theater itself. No deaths or unusual deaths, no connections between the victims or relations.

"Well, I'm beat," said Sam, tossing the papers onto the desk.

"Yeah, me too," Dean said with a sigh, "We still haven't finish looking up on half of those people."

"Jeez, how many more," Sam ask.

"To be honest, I lost count. Well, I'm going to call it a night." Dean said standing up to stretch. "So what's the report Nov?"

Dean and Sam look over at the table where Nova was sitting with her laptop in front of her, they see her dead asleep with her hands still on the keyboard. Dean shook her lightly till she's awake; she looks drowsily up at them, ask for the time and where she's sleeping.

"You're going to take my bed,"

"Like the good old days," She replies smiling sleepily, "when we would sleep next to each other on the couch because we didn't want to give the bed to one another and tired ourselves out auguring 'you should take the bed.' Well…not tonight, I won't have any of that! Not tonight, we are going to share the damn bed and no funny business."

She points at Dean and proceed to crawl into the bed, pulling the covers over her and fell asleep. Dean and Sam looked at each other confused for a moment but shrugged it off. As Sam went over to the table to tidy up, Dean turns around at look at Nova, smiling to himself and said.

"Yeah, like old time…"

Nova awake from her fall. She grumbles to herself in pain and rub her arm. She looks up and noticed Dean had taken up the whole bed, of course the bed wouldn't be big enough for two people unless they spoon. The clock was burning red, saying that it's 4am. She grabs her jacket and slept on the couch, too lazy to wake Dean up or care. She went back to sleep and dream of pleasant dreams but it didn't last long. She woke up from Sam crying out to both Dean and her. Back in bed, thinking she would be on the couch. Dean's arm warped around her and dead asleep, he was snoring lightly and didn't seem to hear. Nova slap Dean's face lightly, he got up and greeted everyone good morning.

They started their day with a nice breakfast and went their own separate ways. Dean and Sam went and posed as two detectives, met with the three people who had magically reappeared. One of the victims didn't seem to remember much other then the fact that they were going to the play. One said he had been stuck at sea and was force to eat snails, the last one said he had been with his grandmother who had died five years ago. Noted that he hate her. But he kept saying she was a monster. They found nothing.

"Well, that's great. Where to now," Sam asks.

"I don't know but I could use a nice cold beer right about now," Dean said as they walk to their car. "Let's give Nova a call and see if she found anything."

"Good idea," Sam got out his cell and he stopped, realizing Nova's number isn't listed, "Um….Did we ask for her number?"

"Oh…I got it," Dean said as he calls Nova.

"When did you get her number?"

"Come on, it's me. Of course I would have her digits." Dean said grinning.

"But I was with you the whole…"Sam got cut off as Dean began to speck to Nova.

"Hey sweet cheeks, where are…."

"Whoa, sweet cheeks? Why I don't say so myself, I do don't I?" Dean's face fell, he had a look of anger and confusion from a male voice on the other end.

"Where's Nova. You better not pull anything funny or…"

"Oh... sounds like someone's worry. Don't worry she's with me and f.y.i, I can not not pull anything funny...Come on, it's me."

"Who is it?" Sam asks worrying. Dean was listening to the person on the phone not noticing Sam; he then looked at the phone and hung up.

"Damnit!" Dean shouted as he turns the car engine on.

"What happen, where are we going Dean," Sam ask as he buckle up, "Who was it?"

"Trickster," Dean replied.