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Another flashback chapter

It was hard for her to leave but she had too. She couldn't stay and see the repercussions of letting Heather go too far. She kept driving; she didn't stop to answer her phone. The only stops she made were to get gas, go to the bathroom, or pick up some food. When she checked her voicemail, she had on from Sam. She called him and agreed to meet with him.

It was in the middle of nowhere. Mellanie knew exactly were Sam wanted to meet. She had done a couple jobs there, she would be recognized there. So she hung around outside of town until they were actually going to meet. She was really nervous to meet him, after all everyone knew about Sam and Dean Winchester. They are the golden boys of hunting, but she also had heard of people claming to be Sam and Dean.

"I can't believe you doing this girl."

Mellanie looked around and saw nothing. She started her car and headed into town.

"Come on girl, how you know he ain't some fat ass mother fucken 40 year old?" She heard the same voice. She turned around and looked in the back seat, there was nothing.

"Hello?"

"What? Don't act like you didn't hear me, cause I know yah did."

"Where are you? Who are you?"

"Look in the fucken mirror."

Mellanie did as the voice said. When she looked she saw herself, but it wasn't herself exactly. She could see an almost invisible person over her face. She had light brown skin and she had long brown hair. She could almost not see herself in the reflection. Was this one of her personalities? She had only known about the ones that her parents had told her about.

"I still don't know who you are."

"Wow girl, we been through a lot of shit and you don't even remember my name. I should fuck you up right now, but I won't cause we looking damn fine. Sam is one lucky guy." She said.

"What are you talking about?"

"Okay, sense you playin retard over there I guess I'ma just tell you my name, its Shavonda." She rolled her eyes.

"Okay, how did you get inside my car?"

"I got in when you did, but to more important things. How do you know that this 'Sam' is the Sam? He could just be some creepy ass fucker trying to get him some internet loven."

"I don't know, but I have to find out. We've been talking for so long, it has to be him."

"Girl you fucken crazy."

"Look just leave me alone, I don't want him thinking I'm crazy. He doesn't need to know that." She said looking into the brown eyes in the mirror.

"Whateva girl, just don't come cryin to me when he turns out to be some old ass mother fucker with a thing for little girls."

The reflection in the mirror was just her's know. With a heavy sigh of relief she kept driving. Her car was recognizable to almost everyone in the small town. People were waving at her and yelling her name. She would wave as she drove past, like a prom queen in a parade. Mellanie didn't like having the attention on her and her alone, it drove her crazy. She didn't know how she was going to be able to have a date with him with people talking to her the whole time.

She pulled up too a little diner down town. There were only a couple cars parked outside. She did a quick drive by and looked inside. There were a couple people sitting at tables, but only one in a booth.

He had medium brown hair, broad shoulders, and he had muscles. Like muscles you would find on a personal trainer or a person who knows how to use his hands. He had a way of standing out yet a way of not drawing attention to himself. That had to be him. He had to be who she was looking for.

She parked her car close to the door just incase it wasn't him. She was almost 100 percent sure that it was him. After she parked she got out of the car and started to pace. Did she really want to meet him? Was he going to be the Sam Winchester? All of these questions were going through her mind and she did have any answers.

"Just go in there already, he is gorgeous."

"Who are you know?" Mellanie closed her eyes, thinking it was another voice in her head.

"Just a person who can see he's waiting on a pretty girl." She said again.

When Mellanie opened her eyes there was a small elderly woman standing there. She was with her husband and they were about to walk into the diner. Know she felt stupid and a little disappointed in herself for being rude to this little lady.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean t be so rude."

"Oh honey, I should be sorry. I never mind my own business, I guess that's the curse of getting old." She smiled and walked in to have dinner with her husband.

Mellanie took one last look at him. He was just sitting there drinking his coffee. The old women and her husband were sitting at the only table by his. She was talking to her husband and looked at Mellanie with a smile through the window. She smiled back and turned for her car. She was going to leave; she didn't want to rough anything with him. If he found out about her level of psychoness, she didn't think he would be alright with that.

She was in her car, key in ignition, when she heard a knock on her window. Mellanie's gun was pointed at it a second later. It was him, Sam. He was standing with his hands raised.

"Whoa, don't shoot." He said loudly.

"What do you want?" She said lowering her gun.

"I wanted to meet you; why else would I leave my brother in the middle of a hunt?" He said lowering his hands.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" She lied, not well either.

"Yes, you do Mellanie, nice gun by the way. The old lady in there told me you were out here."

'Fucking old people never mind there own business.' Mellanie thought.

"So you think I'm Mellanie? What if I told you I wasn't?"

"I would say you're lying again."

Mellanie knew she couldn't lie, but it never stopped her from doing it before. She hit the unlock button and Sam got it. He didn't say anything; he just sat there looking at her with a smile plastered on his face. Mellanie felt weird just having him watch her. She started her car and sped off. She didn't know where they were going.

Every time she is nervous she starts to do things fast. Her speed was well over the limit, but she didn't care. Sam wasn't looking at her anymore; his eyes were on the road. He was getting nervous now and that made Mellanie feel more in control.

"I feel like I'm driving with my brother." He joked.

"So you really are Sam Winchester?"

"Who else would I be?"

"Some creeper who thinks I'm stupid enough to believe in monsters." She said taking her eyes off the road.

"You're not stupid; actually I thought you were going to be the creeper."

"So, now what?" Mellanie said slowing down as the red and blue lights came on behind them.

"Now you stop and get a ticket or you can weasel your way out of it."

Mellanie pulled off to the side of the road and waited for the police man to come to her window. She knew she could get her way out of it without getting noticed in any other town, not here. Every cop in this town knew her, she wouldn't get a ticket but she would have to have a long conversation with him. And right in front of Sam, and thought it would be made into a big deal.

The cop walked up to her window and looked inside.

"License and registration please." He asked.

"Come on now Paul, do you really want to do this?" Mellanie smile.

"Mellanie Kettle, is that you?" He said pointing his flashlight into the car.

"Yah, can you get that light out of my eye know?"

"Sure sure, get out of that car and give me a hug." He opened the door as he moved his light.

Mellanie got out of the car and gave him a hug. He pulled her back by the shoulders and looked her up and down. He smiled at how much she had grown sense the last time they had seen each other.

"So who is this?" He said looking in the passenger seat.

"This is Sam, he does what I do, but he is a lot better at it then I am."

Sam had no clue how she knew the cop. He waved at him and stepped out of the car too. Mellanie ended up talking to the cop for a long time. She asked him about how things were going sense she had taken care of a windigo that was terrorizing the town. Then Paul asked how her father was doing. She took a long breath, but didn't say anything. Paul waited not getting that she wasn't going to talk about it.

"He umm, he died a couple months back. He was working when it happened." She looked at her feet.

"Oh darlin, I'm sorry. Did you get it?"

"Well I would have, but he was working with a friend of ours."

Paul's radio said something about a domestic dispute close to where they were. He gave her a hug goodbye and drove off. Mellanie recognized where they were now. It was a little park by the only middle school in town. She started to walk across the street.

"Where are you going?" Sam asked.

"I'm going to swing, are you coming?"

He looked around but then fallowed her. When he caught up with her she was already on the swings. She was swinging high and laughing when she saw him. He looked at her with awe. She had just talked about her father dieing and now she was laughing and having a good time. It was a little bipolar but he thought maybe she was good at compartmentalizing.

"So where are you from?"

"Does it matter? It doesn't matter where you're from; it's where you're going that matters." She said.

"I guess not. So you hunt then? When did that start?"

"Well my dad has been a hunter for as long as I can remember, I mean had. I killed my first thing when I was 13, but I didn't start full time until after I graduated high school."

"You hunt by yourself? That's kind of dangerous, don't you think?"

"Not if you know what you're doing." Mellanie smiled.

She slowed her swing down until she was just sitting there. Sam watched her swing. Her childlike outlook was odd to him considering she had known about the supernatural sense she was really little. He had had some many conversations with her before but he had no idea about any of this. She liked that he knew her and didn't expect her to act like an idiot.

They talked for a while about work, what they did for fun, and even about family. Mellanie asked about Dean and their father. Sam was more then happy to talk about his family considering Mellanie had just lost her father.

"Well I wasn't expecting to be outside all night, do you want to go somewhere a bit warmer?" Sam asked.

"Is that your way of asking me back to your hotel room?" Mellanie wiggled her eye brows.

"You read me like a book." He joked getting off the swing.

Mellanie did the same. He started to walk back to the car; Mellanie ran at his back and jumped on him. Sam was a bit surprised at first but that didn't last long. He grabbed her legs and started to run to the car with her on his back. She squeezed him with her arms whispered in his ear. He laughed and ran faster when they got into eye site of the car.

"You can put me down now." She whispered in his ear.

"What if I don't want to put you down?"

"It's going to be hard for me to drive, with you in my lap."

He wrapped and arm behind his back and grabbed her. Then he swung her around and looked her in the eye. His eyes were intense as she looked back into his eyes. She pushed her weight forward slightly which made him lean back onto her car. They didn't move from that spot for a while. They just looked into each other's eyes until a car drove past and honked their horn. Mellanie let out a laugh and hopped down from Sam's waist.

"Where am I going to drop you?" She asked.

"You can take me back to my car at the diner, if you want."

"Well where else would we go?"

"I don't know somewhere fun."

"I'm guessing you've never been here. There is nothing fun here."

"I guess you can take me to my car then." Sam said sadly.