Hey guys! So it sounds like you are all liking this. I'm really glad and really thankful for ur comments. I have about one more pt for Pilot and then on to Blood Mary! LoL ENJOY!

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Sam, Dean and Riley stared at Constance. They could see the fear in her eyes and the sorrow. She was afraid to face her children; it was understandable. All of a sudden, the children were behind Constance. She turned around and they grabbed her, hugging her to them. Constance let out an eerie, distressed scream. She started to flicker violently between her demonic and human self. Her and her children became warped and they started to melt into the floor. Riley stared, in shock, at what was happening in front of her. She let herself relax, her legs stretching out on the dresser. Constance let out a few more screams and then was gone. There was no more flashing, ghostly figures or wild color. All that was left of Constance and her children was a watery puddle on the floor. Letting out a breath, Riley slid off the dresser. She quickly got out of the way as Sam and Dean pushed the dresser off of them. Coming around from behind it, Sam stood in front of Riley.

"You ok? What happened over there?" Sam asked, pointing to the dresser. Riley looked down at the ground.

"I have no idea, and I think that scares me more than what actually happened." She said softly. Sam put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close.

"Don't worry about," he said, trying to be a comfort. "What ever it was, it protected you. That's all that matters, right?"

"Hell yeah it is." Dean said with a smile. Riley turned around and looked at him. She couldn't help it, she smiled too. Sam smiled down at her and removed his arm. Together, they all walked over to the puddle. Dean inspected it, his hands in his pockets. "So this is where she downed her kids." He stated to no one in particular Riley bent down and picked up the picture that was nearby.

"That's why she could never go home." Riley said, running her hand over the faded photograph of Constance and her children. A sad smile came over her face and she set it down on a nearby table.

"She was too scared to face them." Sam said, looking up the stairs and then back at Riley and Dean. Dean smiled at him, so did Riley.

"You found her weak spot." He commented to his brother. Patting him in the chest, he complimented him. "Nice work, Sammy." Sam winced. His brother was hitting the spot on his chest where the wounds were. Laughing painfully he looked at his brother's retreating back.

"I wish I could say the same for you." Sam said, still wincing. Riley was walking towards the car too, stumbling over rubble. Dean was standing by his car, looking it over. "What were you thinking shooting Casper in the face, you freak?" Sam asked him with a smirk. Dean turned around and pointed at him.

"Hey, saved your ass." He said, but was smiling. Sam laughed again and Riley stumbled over to where Dean stood. She watched as he bent down to inspect his car closer. "I'll tell you another thing. If you screwed up my car," he turned around on his heels and looked up menacingly at his brother. "I'll kill you." He said jokingly.

"Well, I'm glad to see you two just get along so well." Riley said and walked by Dean who gave her a playful shove. She, with the help of Sam, helped Dean move wood off of the car's hood. Dean watched Riley the whole time, wonder what she had done back there. It was almost magic, but she wasn't a witch, was she? After the car was free, they all climbed into it. Dean leaned out his broken window and carefully backed the car out. When his was in the driveway, he whipped around fast. "Whoa! Calm down there, Mario." Riley shouted and glared at him in the rearview mirror. Dean smiled.

"Hey, the sooner I get away from here, the better. This place is like a death trap for studly young men like me." He said, grinning. Riley pushed herself forward and leaned over the seat. Looking over Sam's shoulder, she eyed his wound.

"Are you going to be ok?" She asked. Sam turned his head and looked at her.

"Yeah," he said grinning. "It's just a flesh wound." Riley smiled back. Sam reached into the glove compartment, wincing at the slight pain. He grabbed a map of the United States and pulled it out. Pulling out the flashlight, he shined it down on the map. "Ok, so the coordinates dad left you were?" Dean glanced over and then looked back to the road.

"35, -111." Dean replied. Riley continued to watch Sam as he figured the coordinates. She glanced up at the road for a moment and smiled.

"You have a headlight out," she turned to Dean with a smile. "You know that don't you?" Dean glanced at her, frowning.

"Thank you Captain Obvious." He said dryly. Riley and poked him in the shoulder.

"Don't be such a grouch." She stated.

"Well, I'm sorry if geek boy here has to go all out and try to be some heroic daredevil with my car." Dean growled, but took another look at Riley's smiling face and smiled back.

"Okay, here's where dad went." Sam piped up. Riley scooted over on the seat and stared at the map over his shoulder.

"Colorado?" She read and looked up at Sam. Nodding, Sam looked back down and read it off to her and Dean.

"It's called Blackwater Ridge, Colorado." He read, staring at the mountain area on the map.

"Sounds cheery." Riley said gloomily. Dean glanced over.

"How far?" He asked. Sam studied the map a little bit more.

"Uh, about 600 miles or so." He relayed the information. Dean rolled his shoulders, tired from the long night.

"If we shag ass we can make it by morning." He said. Riley saw an uneasy look come over Sam. She knew what he was thinking, he wasn't coming with them.

"Dean, um…" He trailed off, his face apologetic. Dean's face started to grow cold. He looked over at his younger brother.

"You're not going?" He asked, as if he was sure that Sam would have changed his mind.

"The interview's in ten hours," Sam tried to explain. He looked over at his brother with guilty eyes. "I gotta be there." Dean wouldn't even look at him as his face grew dark with sorrow.

"Yeah," He nodded. "Yeah, whatever. I'll take you home." Riley could see the hurt written all over his face. Sam looked away and turned off the flashlight and they were all swallowed into the darkness and silence.

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Dean pulled the Impala up in front of Sam's apartment. His little brother sat there for a moment. Riley could feel the tension of their separation building. They hadn't seen each for over two years and now they were being separated again. Sam turned to his older brother.

"Dean I'm…" Sam stared but was cut off.

"Hey, don't worry about. You've got to do this for yourself," Dean said. "It's obviously that important." He gave Sam a reassuring smile. Smiling back, Sam stepped out of the car, followed by Riley who was changing seats. He took his bag out of the back and leaned down to look through the window.

"You'll call me if you find him." Sam asked. Dean nodded to him. Standing up straight, he looked at Riley. With her arm folded over her stomach, she looked up sadly at him. Sam paused for a moment and then wrapped his arms around her in a friendly hug. "Take care of him, Riley." She hugged him back, arms around his neck and her chin on his shoulder. Pulling away, Sam looked down at her. "And don't be afraid. What ever happened to you back there, don't fear it." She nodded and opened the passenger door.

"Goodbye Sam." She said and slid into the passenger's seat. He gave her a weak smile. Sam looked past her and at his brother.

"Maybe I can meet up with you guys later, huh?" He asked, trying to be helpful. Dean nodded.

"Yeah, all right." He said looking over at his brother. Sam smiled sorrowfully and turned to walk away. Dean watched him go, hesitant to call out to him. "S-Sam." Sam stopped and turned back around. Putting his arm over the seat behind Riley, he leaned towards her so he could see out the window better. Smiling arrogantly, he looked up at his brother. "You know, we made a hell of a team back there." He glanced at Riley, still smiling. "All of us." Sam now smiled genuinely.

"Yeah," He said as if he was reminiscing. Sam then turned back around and started walking. Dean moved back over and sat down. Riley looked at the sorrow on his face.

"Don't worry, we're all going to meet up again, ok?" She said, reaching out she hesitated and then ran her hand down the side of his face. Dean smiled.

"Right," He put the car into gear and drove off slowly. Riley looked out the back window and watched as Sam turned around. She waved and smiled when he waved back. Turing back around in her seat, she gazed out the front window.

"So, you and me huh?" She asked and looked sideways at Dean. Turning his head slightly and flashing her at irresistible smile, he replied,

"You and me," He said. "You're not still scared of me are you?" Riley laughed.

"No," She said. "Cause if you try anything, I'll freeze your ass." She shot back; thinking what ever she had done back at the Welch's place was some kind of gift. Dean smiled and his eyes went back to the road. "Yep, just me and her..." He thought to himself.

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Sam unlocked the front door and stepped in. The whole apartment was dark, which wasn't a surprise. It was about ten o'clock and Jess was probably in bed or out with friends.

"Jess! You home?" Sam called out. Walking down the hallway, he stopped at a small end table. On the dark wood was plate of cookies. Reaching for one, he saw there was a note that said, 'Missed You! Love You!" Smiling, he took a cookie and ate it as he walked to the bed room. He dropped his bag on the floor of the bed room and walked over to the bed. Sitting on the bed, he thought about Riley and Dean. He meant what he said, about meeting up with them later. He had forgotten how well he and his brother worked together. Even with Riley in the mix, she fit right in. Falling backwards onto the pillow, he put his hands behind his head. Jessica would probably be home soon and he could wait to see her. Closing his eyes, he drifted off into a light sleep.

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Riley was turned around and digging around the backseat for her coat. She had remembered taking it off on their way here and now she wanted something to serve as a pillow. They were almost out of town and as soon as they hit the highway, she was planning on going to sleep. Suddenly, she felt another bag sitting on the floor.

"What the…?" She leaned further over the seat and grabbed it, pulling it over. Dean looked over at her once and then glanced back.

"What's that?" He asked, Riley ignored him as she opened it up. Sitting in there, all snug and quite, was Sam's laptop. She looked up at Dean.

"It's Sam's computer." She said. Dean sighed and slowed the car down.

"Well, we'll have to take it back." He said. "You know how college kids are, they can't live without those damn things." Dean pulled into a parking lot and turned around. There wasn't a lot of people there so he high-tailed it back to Sam's apartment. Riley started to exit the car.

"I'll take it up to him," She offered. "Just so you guys don't have to go through that awkward second goodbye." Dean turned off the car and got out with her.

"I appreciate the help, but I think I can handle it." He came around the front and went to grab the bag from her. Riley turned and blocked the assault with her back.

"Hey now," She warned and smiled. "We'll both go then." She said and started walking off with out him. Dean smiled. He was liking this girl more and more. Jogging up to her, he knocked on the door. No one answered.

"Shall we break in and enter?" He asked, looking down at Riley. Riley rolled her eyes and reached out for the handle. Twisting it, she pushed the door open.

"You're a quick one, aren't you?" She asked and walked past him. Dean smiled and followed her in. As they started for the stairs, Sam was still half-asleep up stairs. Suddenly, something red dripped onto his forehead. Sam squeezed his eyes shut tighter. There came more red drips and he put his hand up and wiped them off. Opening his eyes after that he gasped. On the ceiling was Jessica, in a white nightgown. There was a gaping red hole in her stomach.

"No!" Sam shouted. Downstairs, Dean and Riley heard the shot. Riley quickly set the bag down and ran behind Dean up the stair. Just after Sam had yelled, he watched as Jessica burst into flames. Brining his arm up, he shielded his eyes from the intense light and heat. Dean found Sam's room and reached for the handle. It was burning hot and he quickly recoiled his hand.

"Son of a bitch!" He cursed and held his hand for a moment. "Stand back!" He ordered Riley, who quickly moved out of his way. He took a step back and then kicked open Sam's door.

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So did you like what I came up with as a reason for them to go back? I mean honestly, the show didn't really tell us why Dean showed up, good thing he did though. But yeah, poor Sammy :( Aren't him and Ry so cute together though? In the whole non-boyfriend/girlfriend way. LoL More like brother and sister.