This one is really short, I'm not feeling too well today, so it might not be that good. Sorry I didn't update yesterday, like I said, I don't feel good.

Chapter 7

When Mina woke up they loaded up all the weapons they could think of and got her in the car. The guys had argued about this part for most of the day. Eventually, Bobby and Sam just outvoted Dean.

On the one hand, Dean knew she needed to go, they had no idea where they were going without her. But on the other hand, Dean hated putting her in danger again, what if they grabbed her when she was in the car, all alone? As a compromise, Sam agreed to stay in the car with her when they got there. Which was the only way Dean would agree to take her.

The whole way there, the only words out of Mina's mouth were directions. She was terrified of the same thing Dean was scared of. What if they got her? But she knew she had to go back, if any of the other girls were alive, she had to get them back. After a few hours of driving, they were there.

She could feel it in her gut, almost calling to her. Bobby and Dean got out of the car, Bobby going around to the trunk and opening it up. Dean looked into the back seat, at the very pale and shaking Mina.

"Hey," she looked up at him, her eyes huge and frightened. "It's gonna be okay, you're safe." He told her with a small smile.

She looked up at him, looked into his eyes. Sighing slightly, like a she was holding her breath, she smiled. Looking at him, she felt safe, for the first time in a very long time.

When Dean and Bobby got inside they expected to be swarmed. But it was empty. The only things left in the whole building were, what they two of them guessed, the bodies that traced Mina's escape.

They made their way through the building and, unfortunately, found the other girls. They were all chained to a wall, it looked like they had been ripped open. They went through the building once more, trying to erase any evidence Mina had been there. Once done, they went back out to the car and, on their way back to Bobby's, called it in to the police. There was nothing they could do.

The whole ride back, Mina sat and cried quietly in the backseat.

Having no leads to go on, everyone decided just to carry on as usual as possible, until they found anything. Everyone agreed Mina should stay put. So she would wander around the house, cleaning, trying to keep her mind occupied. After a couple days of silence from her, Dean decided it was time for them to talk.

He found her in the basement, tidying up. "Hey," he said, mentally kicking himself. It was all he could come up with.

She turned around and smiled at him a little. He had been acting very strange toward her since she got back. And she had been feeling very strange around him. "Hi," she replied, her voice quiet.

Dean smiled, and came a little closer to her. "So, I was thinking," he paused and looked at her. "You know, the two of us haven't really been the best of friends or anything," she just nodded and looked down. "Well, um, maybe we could start over. You know, get off on the right foot this time." She looked up and smiled at him.

"Like, be friends this time?" she asked, hope feeling her eyes. She didn't know why, but she didn't want to hate him anymore.

"Yeah, that or..." he went to lay on the charm, but her eyes stopped him. He cleared his throat, "yeah, friends." He extended his hand to her, "Shake o..." he was cut off when she threw her arms around him.

Hugging, when she wasn't sobbing, this was nice. And who knew where it could go from here.

Dean grinned to himself and hugged her back. This would do for now.