Good morning guys and gals! Here is chapter 8 that I'm hoping you guys will like. I have way more for next chapter so you'll have to stay tuned for that. And if you didn't read the update I made, please go and read that.

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Michelle POV

We had just finished hunting more demons in the town and now we were on the highway, heading for Bobby's house, whoever he is.

"Who's Bobby, Dean? You talk about him all the time but you've never told me who he is," I said.

"He's a friend of ours, hunter too. He is going to help us figure out some stuff." Yeah, real specific Dean. I looked at Cas who hadn't spoken a word since we got in the car. I waved my hand in front of his face to get his attention.

"Yoo-hoo Cas, what's wrong? Ever since Sam and I returned you've been more distant than usual."

"I've just been tired and have been doing some thinking. Thank you for your concern Michelle." Geez, no one feels like talking today. I'm stuck in this car for the next couple of hours with absolutely nothing to do. I dug around my duffel bag, searching for something that might keep me entertained. I had already exhausted my aresnal of magazines and hadn't brought any books along to read. How I just wanted to pop into my house and pick up some things to keep me occupied. And then it struck me, I can pop in!

"So how would you guys feel if I just pop out and pop into my house? I want to get some books to read and maybe some other things."

Dean answered, "I don't think it would be that safe. You can't be popping in and out a lot, you have to keep up your strength." Party pooper.

"I feel just fine Dean, plus I'll take this guy with me to keep me safe." I grabbed Cas's wrist, ready to leave if Dean gave the OK.

"I don't know about this Dean, it's not advisable," Cas said.

"Oh come on! Nothing will happen, I'll just get my things and we'll be out of there in no time. Promise."

"Fine," Dean said, "you have a couple of minutes. Enjoy yourself Cas, don't get too crazy." I closed my eyes and imagined myself at home. I concentrated long and hard and within seconds, popped out of the car.

Moments later…

Cas and I popped into my room seconds later. I let go of his wrist and walked over to my closet to take out some things. I knelt down and took out some books from the boxes I had in the back of my closet. I piled them up and took them to my bed. Cas was looking at the photos on my table, staring at the photo of my dad and I.

"That's my dad, one of the best people you'll ever meet, I miss him."

"When was this taken?"

"Oh it must have been when I was a couple weeks old, maybe two months old. Why?"

"No reason. Do you have everything you need? We should get going."

"Yeah, that's it, for now at least. Let's get going." I took hold of Cas's sleeve and concentrated on going back to Dean's car. Let's go to Dean's car.

"We're back! I told you I wouldn't take long." Dean swerved the car, startled when we came back inside. It was now getting darker so I took out my flashlight and book and started to read. I read and read for what must've been hours. My eyelids got heavier and heavier, I couldn't keep my eyes open, it was time for some shut eye. I closed my book and turned off the flashlight and put them back in my bag. I moved around, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in and slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next day…

The bright sunlight flooded inside the car, waking me up from my deep sleep. I yawned and moved my hair from my face to see where we were. It was farm land and like everywhere we've gone, it's the middle of nowhere. Cas had changed places with Sam who was currently asleep.

"Good morning guys. Are we almost there?"

"Morning," Dean said, " We're already in South Dakota. We'll be at Bobby's in five minutes."

"Alrighty then," I said, taking out the book I had been reading yesterday to pass the time.

The time went by fast and before I knew it, we pulled into a driveway. I shook Sam awake and told him that we were here. We got out of the Impala and went to the front door. Dean knocked on the door and a short, sort of oldish man answered the door, must be Bobby.

"Dean," the man said, "I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow."

"Well what can I say, I drive fast," Dean responded. The man moved to the side and allowed us to get in.

"I'm Michelle, nice to meet you," I said, extending my hand out to shake his. He too extended his hand and shook mine. "I'm Bobby," he said, "I've heard many things about you. Make yourself at home." I took a seat next to Sam. Bobby sat down on a recliner and Dean and Cas was standing.

"How've you guys been, busy I bet. I've got some news for you Dean on the things you wanted me to look up, come with me, I'll show you and Cas." Dean and Cas followed Bobby out of room. I turned to Sam and told him what was on my mind.

"Do you think they know Sam, about the demon blood? Ever since that night we returned, they've seemed different, kinda more distant…"

"I don't think so, they've always been distant like that, especially Cas."

"I don't know Sam, something seems off, I just don't want them to find out."

"Let's not even worry. If they see us worrying, then they will suspect something. Just keep cool and everything will be fine." Dean, Cas, and Bobby walked back into the room just as Sam and I finished talking.

"Bobby wants to show us something downstairs, lets go," Dean said, turning his back to walk away. Sam and I got up and followed Dean downstairs. We walked through the narrow hallway until we reached a large metal door. Bobby opened the door to the massive room. There were shelves and shelves filled with salt, two beds in the middle of the room, and a chest full of guns and bullets. I went over to the wall and knocked on it, it was cold, probably iron.

"Is this a demon safe room Bobby?" I asked.

"Pretty much, you can never been too safe especially now since it's the Apocalypse and all," he responded.

"Hey you two (referring to Sam and I), go grab some salt from the shelves, we need some upstairs," Dean said. I started handing Sam cartons of salt and right when we turned around to walk out of the room, the door closed on us.

"This isn't funny guys, let us out," I said, banging against the door.

"Not till you both detox from the demon blood you guys drank from Yellow Eyes. Why'd you do it?" Dean looked pissed off, as did Bobby but Cas seemed to be saddened, like he didn't want to leave us locked in here.

"Do what Dean? We didn't drink any demon blood!" Sam started to get nervous and frustrated.

"Don't you lie to him boy," Bobby said, "you and the girl drank it. You ain't getting out of here till it's out of your system."

"Cas, don't you believe me? Why are you going along with this?" Cas looked at me and then back at Dean. He looked torn, he didn't want to keep us locked inside but he knew that he had no other choice. He walked away, knowing that if he stayed, he'd probably change his mind. Dean and Bobby followed suit and left. We kept hitting the door until we got tried and sat down against the wall.

"They're going to keep us down here a while aren't they?" Sam nodded his head. I threw my head backwards and sighed. What did we just get ourselves into?