Chapter 7

Sam had driven for the last three hours to the next town over so he could go to the foster agency and find out more about Rae and Jamie. He was going to stick with the FBI get-up for the sake of convenience. Dean was going to stay behind and try to stop the demons.

Soon Sam reached a large nondiscriptive building. He walked in very easily and asked for someone to answer a few questions for him. He ended up standing in front of Ms. Wilson the head of the agency, she was an older and stern looking women.

"So what exactly is it that you need?"

"I have a couple of questions about two children that you've sent out to foster homes recently."

"Well young man you'll have to be more specific than that. Many children are sent to foster homes from here."

"Yes, or course ma'am. There was two in peticular, James and Mari-Lynn Perez." If possible the lady seemed to get even more angry looking.

"Oh those two, such trouble makers."

"What do you mean?"

"In every home that we place them in, they run away. And we're had several complaints about the girl stealing as well as other things."

"Why would they do that?"

"God knows," the woman sighed.

"May have have their files, Ms. Wilson?"

"Yes," she turned and went through a filing cabinet, quickly pulling out a large single file. "Please take those two hooligan someplace so they can learn a lesson. I say any child that diobeys should be punished."

Sam smiled as politly as he could. "I'll try my best ma'am." He went back out to the temporary black car he was currently "borrowing". A young worried looking women came up to him.

"Were you talking about the Perez children?"

"Yes. Why, do you know anything?" She was hesitant, holding the rosary around her neck tightly.

"I hope I'm not correct but I fear it may be true."

"What's true," Sam was confused.

"I believe those children are demons." Sam's eyes widened.

"Why would you say that?"

"Well whenever they are placed in a home, I'm sure Ms. Wilson told you how they run away?" Sam nodded. "Well right before they do, someone dies."

"Would those records be in the file?"

"Yes, everything should be in there."

"Well thank you Miss, for this information." She just nodded and walked away. Before Sam was actually seated he had already begun going through the large file.

Dean was still trying to locate a demon so he could kill the son of a bitch, but so far he had no luck. All he knew was that the demon or demons most likely, killed people that Rae and Jamie knew. Dean also knew that they were nothing to him but he couldn't shake his feelings of... concern for them, like how he felt with Sammy. Besides those could probably have a better life not even knowing him. A life with no monsters or demons. Dean didn't feel like listening to his own thoughts anymore. He couldn't think about this now, hell, probably no ever.

Rae and Jamie had gotten up early that morning so that they could make some distance. Fae made sure that Jamie had breakfast and wasn't in any pain due to his arm. The only thing was that the cut looked like it was getting infected, and now Jamie had a slight cough. Rae hoped it was only the flu or a 24 hour thing, so that he would get better soon.

The sun was barly over the horizon; brillant and beautiful colors filled the sky. Streaks of light shined through the different shakes of purple and orange. Jamie sat wide eyed on a small hill, unmoving. Rae went to sit beside him but instead of the sky, she watched her brother. He looked so happy and in wonder as he stared at the scene in front of them.

"Rae, the sky looks so pretty."

"Yeah," she finally turned her head to look, "it does."

"Sometimes I make this wish." Rae looked back to Jamie not understanding.

"I mean sometimes I wish that it could always be like this... beautiful. That we could just stay in one place or at least not have to run. Sometimes I even wish for a mom or dad so they can take care of you." Rae was confused.

"Why would you wish for them to take care of me, why not you?"

"Because you take care of me, Rae. You need to be taken care of too. You're only thirteen. You're still a kid, no matter how responsible or smart or strong you are. I have you but you don't have anyone." For a long moment Rae didn't say a word. Sometimes she would forget how insightful her brother was. It wasn't normall for a nine year old boy to be able to say those words and understand all of it and know how true it was.

"Your wrong there Jaymie. I have you and that's all I need. Now come on, let's get a move on." They stood and began walking, silently.

Rae thought she wasn't able to care for her brother, she wasn't good enough. She thought of her brother as young and innocent and maybe even a little unaware of their situation.

But Jamie actually knew more than he let on. He was a brat that demanded too much attention from his sister. He was the one that tripped and injured his arm. He was the one that fell asleep causing Mrs. Ross to check on him the same night the bad people came. If he could just suck up the pain and act like a man then Rae would always have to be so worried about him.

Rae was everything to Jamie; she was his caretaker, his best friend, his big sister, she was the closest thing he had to a, actually was the, mother the never had. She was everything beautiful and caringly possible.

But what was he other than just some annoyance that she had to drag around. If Jamie wasn't there, if he had never been born than maybe their mother would still be alive and Rae would be happy with her.

Jamie didn't care if they didn't stay in one place, he didn't care if they would still be running from the bad people so long as someone cared about Rae. So long as someone tried to look out for her and protect her because he couldn't. Even if they failed and the bad men got her, they would be sad like he would be and miss her.

Like those men that had saved them in the alley. No one had tried to protect them ever, even when they knew that they were bad. No one had wanted to help them so much as to stitch him up themself. Rae had told him about how they were concerned about the both of them.

Jamie wished that just one person would care about Rae that much. It would be beyond a miracle if there were two. Jamie had sort of liked those men, even if he didn't know them, not like that made a big difference. Jamie didn't know anyone, and never spoke to anyone else besides Rae.

He wished it was them that would feel the same way about Rae as he did. He wanted it to be them that took care of her. He wanted it to be them that would smile at her and love her. He wanted it to be them that would cry over Rae.

Jamie wished for it bowing his head slightly and closing his eyes. For a moment he was still as he concentrated. He relaxed and began walking again. A smiled lit up his face. Rae looked at him.

"What is it?"

"Nothing." Rae didn't care what it was she was just happy that something made her brother smile and she was gratful for it.