Toledo Ohio – On The Road

Sam and Dean were in the Impala, talking about the case. Behind them in a large black truck was Alex and Faith, talking about the boys in the car in front.

"You know her boyfriend killing himself, that's not really Charlie's fault." Dean had his eyes dead ahead on the road, but he was relaxed and comfortable.

"You know as well as I do, spirits don't exactly see shades of gray, Dean. Charlie had a secret, someone died. That's good enough for Mary." Sam was staring at the road as well, with the odd sideways glance at Dean.

"I guess" Dean faltered, not quite caring about the excuses for ghostly murders.

* * *

"So, what do you think we should do?" Alex was tapping his fingers rhythmically on his legs. Faith had the wheel, music blaring out of the speakers to keep her mind centered. She sighed softly before replying.

"They're nice enough guys, but we do need to go ahead I think. We can't stay with them, you know that." Faith, resolute as always. She watched the Impala's movements closely and followed each one with an unerring accuracy.

"Why can't we? They don't know the truth yet, we can hold out with them. You know what it's like for us out there. We can't survive alone." Alex took a small dagger out of a duffel bag by his feet, it was sleek and sharp. The light caught it at an odd angle, it was made of iron. He took a small cloth that had been soaked in a salt solution and ran it along the blade.

"They'll find out, and we can't risk that. We take what we need and we go. That's how we survive and you know that Alex." Faith had ended he matter, there was no way Alex could talk her out of it now.

* * *

"Well, who's going to summon her?" Dean had finally decided to draw up some form of plan. It would help if we had some kind of clue what the hell we were doing once we got there. Sam paused before he answered, though they both knew what he was going to say.

"I will. She'll come after me."

"You know what, that's it," Dean pulled the car over to the side of the road and watched as the truck overtook before screeching on their brakes loudly.

* * *

"What the hell are they doing?" Faith slammed her hands on the steering wheel in frustration.

"Give them a minute ok, they're talking." Alex looked out the passenger side window and watched the exchange inside the Impala. "I think Dean's angry."

"Well there's a surprise" Faith smirked to herself. "How long do you think they're going to take?"

Alex closed his eyes for a few moments, rubbing his forehead for a moment. He opened his eyes, looking at the exchange again. "A few more minutes I should think."

* * *

"And besides, all of this isn't a secret, I mean I know all about it. It's not going to work with Mary anyway." Dean was collected, but still slightly irate.

"No you don't." Sam said, simple but effective. Dean paused, trying to work it out in his head.

"No I don't what?" Dean asked, he was confused now. It had been quite a simple conversation, but he was still confused by that sentence.

"You don't know all about it, I haven't told you everything." Sam was staring straight ahead into the blackness of the road. Dean shook his head softly, his forehead furrowing slightly.

"What are you talking about?"

"Well it wouldn't really be a secret if I told you, would it?" Sam smirked at his brother.

* * *

"Right, so what's our plan of action then?" Alex turned to Faith as he spoke, watching as the light from the dashboard caught the planes in her face perfectly, illuminating her with a beautiful, but deadly, appearance.

"We help them with this town, take what we want from them and get the hell out of dodge." Faith put the truck into gear and got ready to follow the Impala. It hurt Alex to think of stealing from other hunters, but he knew he needed Faith and he also knew that arguing with her was a suicide mission.