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In The Thick of Things
Chapter 10 – Plans
Sam woke early the next morning after a restless night. His dreams had been scattered with moments from the past few weeks. Always an early riser, Sam quietly went into the bathroom to get ready. He looked at his face in the mirror…God, he looked bad. No wonder the nurse wanted to check him out last night. The bruising on his face had faded which only emphasized the paleness of his skin. The dark circles under his eyes gave him a haunted look. He quickly checked his chest and back, noting the new bruises forming where the others had started to fade. He would be sore for a few days…but luckily, there did not appear to be any major damage.
Sam finished getting ready and headed out to get some breakfast and coffee. He made sure the door was locked as he started across the street to the diner. He almost expected to see the black Impala waiting for him…instead he saw his father's truck. Shit…the old man was going to kill him if he ever caught him, thought Sam.
He had spent part of the night making his plans. He knew that he had to send Sherry back, but he also knew he couldn't send her back to her house. He figured that the best thing would be to send her back in his father's truck…Sam would just have to borrow a car until he could get one legally. Not sure where to head next, Sam decided he would just move around for awhile until he was sure that the demon had lost his trail.
Sam was heading back across the street when he saw someone leaning against the truck. Coming fully alert he placed the bag he was carrying on the ground and began to cautiously circle to the back of the hotel. He decided that he could get the drop on whoever it was by coming from the back side of the hotel. Damn… how had they found him already…and he didn't even have a weapon on him…stupid. Dean would never have been in this position…Sam never missed his brother more than this minute.
Sam rounded the corner of the building getting ready to pounce, when he noticed the blonde hair of Sherry blowing in the breeze. "What are you doing Sherry?" asked Sam, suddenly very suspicious of the woman. After all, it wasn't long ago that she had been possessed.
Sherry turned sharply and let out a shout. Her face almost as pale as her blonde hair. "Sam…Sam, I'm sorry. It's just that I woke up and you weren't there…and well, I thought maybe you had left me."
Sam relaxed as he quickly walked over to the frightened woman. "It's ok…really…look, all I did was go to get us some breakfast…just hold on a moment while I get it and we can talk, ok?
Sam quickly walked over to get the breakfast things he had left on the ground and returned to the room with Sherry in tow. The two ate in silence for a few moments. Sam wasn't sure where to begin…he really didn't know that much about Sherry and wasn't sure how she would take his suggestions.
"Ah…Sherry, I've been thinking...you know that it is not safe for you to go back to your house at this point. Do you have any family or friends you could stay with for awhile?"
"No, Sam. I don't have any family left and as for friends…with my hours at the hospital, I usually don't' have time to do much more than grab some sleep." Sherry never realized how alone she was until this moment. She had dedicated herself to her work for so long…now she had no where to turn.
"I suppose I could rent something for a little while…at least until I sell the house…I don't think that I can ever live there again…not after…" she swallowed and tried to look away from the knowing eyes of the man sitting across from her.
"Look Sherry, it's ok. How about if you see my friend Bobby…he can help you find a new place and get you settled."
"I don't know Sam…I don't want to impose on anyone. I'm usually not this needy…I mean I face death every day in the hospital…but this…" she waved her hand as she tried to come to terms with the way her life had changed.
"Sherry, look, I wish I didn't have to tell you this, but your life may still be in danger. I think it would be best if you let Bobby and my family help you out…you can take the truck after breakfast to a safe place where Bobby can meet you…" Sam laid out the plan for Sherry, watching the conflicting emotions as they crossed her face.
"Sam…why can't you come with me. Surely your family will be worried sick about you."
"I can't Sherry…the demon is after me and he will hurt anyone that gets between me and him. My father and brother were injured because of me. My mother and girlfriend died because of me. I'm walking around with this large target on my back…I can't let anyone else get hurt because of me…including you. That's why you have to leave here now."
"Sam…you can't take this on alone. I know that you are strong, but from what I saw of your family, your strength seems to come from each other. You have to come back…"
"No!" shouted Sam as he got up to pace the room. "I have to do this on my own, the demon will only leave my family alone if I'm not there…it's time I started protecting them for a change…I will just stay one step ahead of him…believe me, I can take care of myself!"
Sherry saw the stubborn look on the young man's face. She knew that he was wrong…but also knew that there was no way she could convince him of his error. She figured the best thing to do would be to do as he asked…meet Bobby and then tell him where she had left Sam. Maybe his family could track him from there.
"Fine…fine Sam, I understand. What do you want me to tell your father and brother?"
"Just tell them…tell them I miss them, but not to try to find me. I always won at hide and seek in my family!" he said as he gave her the keys to the truck and directions to the barn where he and Bobby were supposed to meet. After he watched the truck turn onto the highway, he grabbed his cell phone and sent a quick message to Bobby. Picking up his bag, he took one last look at the room and walked out the door into the lonely unknown.
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Bobby waited impatiently at the barn for Sherry to show up. According to Sam's message, she should be here any moment. He still remembered the anger on John's face when he told him about the message. It took a lot of persuading to keep him from coming with. Luckily, Dean still was not 100 percent and needed some looking after. Not that Dean would admit it, thought Bobby with a smile.
As the black truck approached, Bobby stepped out of the barn and waited in the shadows. He had to make sure that she was alone, before he revealed himself. Sighing with relief when he saw only one passenger, he walked over to open the door of the truck.
"Howdy gal…heard you've had an interesting couple of days?" The woman looked nervous as she made to get out of the truck.
"Ah…thanks Bobby…that is the understatement of the year! I hope you don't mind, but I stopped at my house for a few moments…just to pick up a few things. I wasn't sure how long I would be gone and I didn't exactly leave with more than the clothes on my back."
Bobby scowled as he looked beyond the truck into the surrounding countryside. Damn the woman, can't anyone follow directions! Sherry backed up from the furious look on Bobby's face.
"I'm sorry Bobby…did I do something wrong…I know Sam told me to come straight here…but I was real careful to make sure that no one was at the house or that I was followed…"
"Hush, don't worry about it. I guess no harm was done. Just follow me and I'll take you to Sam's father and brother. I'm sure they will want to hear everything that's happened since you and Sam left town."
As two pairs of tail lights left the barn and headed towards the cabin…a dark figure stood up from the hill it had been hiding behind. "Gotcha" the man chuckled as he hopped onto his motorcycle and followed. "Soon, father…Soon you'll have the gun and the Winchesters!"
TBC
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Raven524: Ok, that's it for tonight...not sure how often I will be able to update for the next couple of days...holidays tend to get in the way. Let me know how you like it so far...I love to hear what you think. Please R&R! Have a safe Memorial Day!