Chapter seven! I fell so bad for not writing for you all! I'm so glad you all like this story and don't bash me on my grammar unlike some people *looks at a review of another story* So I TURLY love you all
Subject: The perfect girl?
Let her go, Dean.
"Alright, see ya then, Bobby." Sam sighed as he hung up the phone.
Kaz was sound asleep, under the blankets as Dean watched over her like a Hawk.
"Did he find anything?" Asked Dean.
"No. He doesn't believe us." Sam chuckled, "So he's going to meet us here tomorrow and take a look for himself."
"Can't wait to see his face when he realizes."
"Realizes what?" Sam questioned, and the question stunned Dean.
"Well, uh." Dean fumbled.
"Realizes your fake love for her?"
"Sam!" Dean glared.
However, Unknowingly to the brothers, Kaz was listening to every word they were saying. She was awake, and couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"Dean, you need to open you're lusty eyes and smell the black roses. You're not this stupid, I know you aren't!"
Dean didn't want to hear this, especially not from Sam.
"Dean, come on!" Sam got up from the desk chair to sit next to him. "You need to let her go before this gets worse. Because when we find the trickster, and he puts her back to normal, you're going to be even more devastated than if you let her go now."
Dean just stared at him, trying to ignore his bashful words.
"Please," Sam pleaded. Shooting Dean one of his kicked puppy looks. "I don't want to see you hurt, Dean."
"And when was the last time you saw me hurt?" Dean argued, trying to keep his ground.
"Dean, come on! I'm your brother! I know you from the inside out. I know when you get hurt, I know when you are lying. I, I just."
Sam sighed. He was tired of trying to convince Dean.
"Just, promise me you won't get hurt." Sam asked, staring soulfully into Dean's eyes.
"Promise." Dean answered but did he truly mean it? Sam didn't know for sure.
"How could Sam, say that!" Kaz thought to herself in anger. "I am real aren't I? I mean, it's not like the trickster just made me up! I'm the Impala!"
Kaz was on the brink of crying but she reminded herself that she was supposed to be asleep so she kept in those tears. However as the boys got ready for bed and Dean crawled in with her, she thought about everything Sam had said.
"What if he's right?" She thought in shock. "And if it is true, it might be months before we find the trickster and I turn back… And that would mean that Dean would fall for me even more. And the last thing I want to see is him getting hurt."
Kaz thought about each possibility that she could do to resist that happening. And she came up with this…
She would run away.
Find the trickster herself.
And ask him to change her back face to face.
Kaz was confident in herself that she could track the trickster down herself. She was sure that she had enough experience from watching and listening to what the boys did and even what John did to make her believe she could track the trickster down.
So as the night trailed on, and when she was sure that both Sam and Dean were fast asleep she slowly got out of the bed. She got dressed in her one outfit then grabbed a small back pack and quietly packed a gun, some rope, a small pack of salt, and a wooden stake.
However instead of wearing her t-shirt, she wore the flannel that Dean picked out for her and she left the t-shirt on her pillow, next to Dean.
Before leaving, she shot a glance back at the boys.
"Good bye, Dean." she kissed him on the head carefully so that not to wake him. He did stir but it wasn't enough to wake him.
She then felt her chest tighten. As if the air pressure suddenly got stronger and she couldn't help herself from crying. "I love you, Dean…" she whispered as she pulled away from him.
"Love you too, Sammy." she also whispered.
"Good bye, guys." she would repeat as she slowly walked to the door, tears falling to the ground as she quietly wept.
*The next morning*
Sam awoke to the rays of the sun that started to shine through the thin blinds. He stretched and yawned as he sat up. The time was seven thirty. Right about the time Bobby should be showing up.
"Hey, Dean…" he said as he yawned again and got off the bed. "Get up man come on." Sam nudged him and when Dean finally jerked awake is when he noticed Kaz wasn't in bed. "Is Kaz in the bathroom?" Sam asked and Dean looked to his side. He picked up the shirt on the pillow with curiosity.
"Kaz?" He yelled to the bathroom as he got up quickly to inspect it himself.
"Sam, Kaz isn't here!" Dean panicked.
"Just, calm down! She could be getting us some breakfast or something." Sam tried convincing Dean she was alright but that's when Sam noticed the missing items. "Crap…" he said under his breath.
"What?" Dean asked in a frantic tone.
"She…she took the-
Sam pointed to the missing objects.
"Sam, are you saying that, she ran away?" Dean's eyes grew wide with not only shock and worry, but devastation.
Sam gave Dean a sorrowful look as the door knocked. Dean was to hopeful that it would be Kaz so he ran to the door and opened it with a smile but the smile fell when Bobby stud there with his normal glare.
"So where is this human car." he said with his sarcastic tone as he walked in.
"Well, uh, we have a bit of a problem…" Sam admitted.
"And what's that?" Bobby asked.
"She, well… she ran away."
That's when Bobby started to laugh but Dean interrupted him.
"She's probably looking for the trickster! We need to find her!" Dean started to get dressed as did Sam and Bobby just shook his head.
"I still don't believe you idgits, not until I see this girl with my own eyes!"
Dean sighed. He was getting worried, and questioning why she even left in the first place. He looked out the window with a soulful look. "Don't find the trickster, Kaz… let us find you first. Please!"
Sam watched Dean with a touch of sadness and felt sorry for him. But it was Dean's own fault. So he shook his head with disappointment.
"We need to find the trickster, Bobby." Dean told him with a touch of demand.
Bobby saw Dean's distress.
"Fine." He answered.
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