Author's note: Once again i am sorry for not posting sooner ... man the closer it gets to christmas the more hectic it gets ... hard finding time to sit down and work on my story. I actually would have had this up the other day but would you believe that just as i sat down that night to write it we had a freak'n black out lol great timing. I spent most of my time at work today writing this so i could post it for ya's lol

Thanks again to all the people that have sent signed and anon reviews and i hope you enjoy this next chapter ...

Chapter 21. One Hour

The morning had been enjoyable. The sun had been out and they had spent the entire time down by the lake with Miss Northam teaching them how to fish. Sam already knew how to fish after spending time with Pastor Jim so he had spent some time helping Daniel learn to cast out properly since the boy had never been fishing before in his life.

He hadn't missed Jay's late entrance and the fact that the boy had obviously had his hair cut. He thought that that was a little bit strange but then thought that maybe the guy just got sick of having long hair. Still Sam thought that he could have waited for someone, who knew what they were doing, to cut it for him because from what Sam could see it looked like he had just picked up some scissors and cut it all away himself.

He had also noticed that Dean and Stacey had spent the whole morning at each other sides. To be honest the girl looked a little nervous but considering what his brother has just lumped on her, he wasn't surprised. Their little family secret could be hard for people to take in.

As much fun and relaxing the morning had been it seemed like it had whizzed past in no time. Miss Northam had them pack up the equipment and leave it for the next group who were going to take their turn at the lake and then make their way back to the building for lunch.

Walking into the dining room he saw other students walking around trying to decide where they wanted to eat this time.

"There's your brother, come on." Sam's eyes followed where Daniel was pointing and saw that Dean and Stacey were walking over to one table.

Sam followed Daniel over to the table that Dean had just sat down at. He approached the table cautiously since he hadn't really spoken to Dean since Lynda's little display before breakfast. As he approached the table Dean stood up.

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"How are we gonna get out of here?" Stacey asked once she was seated with Dean at one of the tables in the dining room.

"Not we, me."

"What do you mean I thought you needed me as back up?"

"Well I think it would look a bit suss if both of us were absent from lunch." Both Dean and Stacey looked over to the table where Dane was sitting when they heard a bit of a ruckus.

Stacey's jaw dropped in surprise. There was Jay making fun of a poor shy kid. It didn't go unnoticed that Dane had noticed that change in the boy as well. Only difference was that he actually looked impressed. The Jock shared a few words with Jay and two laughed.

"Okay if I didn't believe it before, I definitely do now." Dean looked back to Stacey.

"That is definitely not my brother."

"Which brings us back to the plan … Miss Northam seems to be the only teacher not infected right?"

"I think so."

"Well then, she's my target."

"What are you gonna do?" she asked leaning in further so they could make sure that no-one would be able to hear them.

Dean couldn't help but think that Stacey smelt great but then mentally slapped him self in the head. He didn't have time to be thinking down there right now.

"Oh … yeah … well once we see that all the teachers are present I'll go see Miss Northam and tell her that I feel a bit sick and ask her if I could go lay down."

"Okay …"

"That will give me the chance to go and check out the office while no-one is around."

"What am I supposed to do?" she asked not liking the idea of him doing this alone.

"Nothing yet, you just stay here … like I said it would look a bit strange if both of us left."

"What if you get caught? Somehow I think the punishment won't be a simple detention or cleaning out of the boat shed," Stacey argued back, referring to the punishment Dean had received earlier after his altercation on the basketball court.

Dean thought for a minute. Until he could get in contact with one of the other hunters he wasn't sure how much backup, if any, he would have.

"Well I know one thing. We can't afford for both of us to get caught."

"Fine I'll stay here but it I see any of those freaks leave this room I'm coming after you." Dean could tell that she meant business.

"I appreciate that but just promise me that you won't get yourself caught."

Stacey gave a frustrated sigh but nodded all the same. Dean looked around the room saw that all teachers and possessed freaks were accounted for. He gave a disgusted look in Dane's direction as he saw him and Jay chatting away. Jay was going to be so disgusted with him self when they got him back.

"Come with me to back up my story to Miss Northam," Dean suggested standing up.

"Hey!" Dean and Stacey both turned in the direction of the voice that called out at them and saw Sam and Daniel had joined them at the table.

"Boys," Stacey greeted.

Sam narrowed his eyes at Dean, "Where are you going?"

Dean opened his mouth to answer but was cut off.

"Your brother isn't feeling well so he is going to go lay down," Stacey explained.

Sam's eyes narrowed even more. Since when did feeling a little sick result in Dean taking a nap? "What are you really doing?"

Dean rolled his eyes, "I'm working my imaginary case Sammy, you're welcome to join us anytime," he told his younger brother sarcastically.

"Dean …" Sam began to warn.

"Don't worry Sam I won't ruin your little normal existence. I'm going to go lay down now," he answered with a smirk cutting off Sam's warning, "Enjoy the food boys … if you can call it that. I'm having serious doubts."

Dean heard Sam groan as he and Stacey made their way over to where Miss Northam was sitting.

"Dean, can I ask a question?" Stacey asked as the walked.

"Shoot."

"You and your family do this type of thing all the time right?"

"Yeah," Dean agreed.

"Then why the hell is Sam being so ..."

"Why is he being such a pain in the butt?"

"Yeah,"

"Sammy's been chucking little girly tantrums about hunting for a while now. Apparently it doesn't agree with his view of the normal world."

"Oh."

"Showtime," Dean quipped as they came up to the teacher, Dean putting his hand to his stomach and trying to act sick.

"Miss Northam?" The teacher turned at the sound of her name and saw Stacey holding onto Dean's arm. The boy had an unpleasant look on his face and had his hand protectively on his stomach.

"Dean what's wrong?"

"Ma'am I don't feel so good," he whined trying his best to sound like Sammy did when he was sick. The kid always looked so pitiful and let everyone know about it.

"Ma'am we were wondering if he could just skip lunch and go lay down on his bunk for a while?" Stacey asked throwing a concerned look at Dean for effect.

"How do you feel? Maybe we should get Mrs. Collins to take a look at you?"

"No!" Dean answered quickly. /That's all I need/ he thought, "Seriously Ma'am I think its just one of those 24 hour bugs or something. I think I just need to lie down for a while."

"Of course honey … If you're sure."

"Thanks Ma'am," Dean thanked her looking very grateful, although it was for an entirely different reason than she thought.

Dean and Stacey turned back around and headed back the way they had come. Once they reached the table they had been sitting at Dean turned to look at Stacey, ignoring his brother's stare.

"Stacey, from this point on, if something does happen, tell Sammy," Dean instructed her.

"Dean he hasn't exactly been cooperative through this," she pointed out, whispering.

"If you have trouble my Dad's cell phone number is in my backpack. If you can get in contact with him he'll help."

"Well you better not get caught. I'm an amateur at all this so it would be wrong of you to make me have to save your ass," she told him a slight smirk forming on her lips.

Dean liked her spunk. He knew she was worried, especially about her brother but she still had a good sense of humour.

"Well I'll try not too," he replied with a smirk of his own but she could tell that he was also serious.

"I'll see ya soon."

"I hope you feel better," Stacey said a little more loudly so people could hear.

Dean gave her a little wave and left the room. Stacey sat back down at the table and found herself sitting with Sam and Daniel looking at her from the other side of the table and she found herself wondering how she had wound up having lunch with only a couple of kids as her company. Of course it didn't help that one of her better friends along with her brother had been possessed and her boyfriend had turned out to be one major jerk but still …

Speaking of Dane she looked over in his direction and saw him chatting with Jay. After all the crap the ass had given her brother she felt sick seeing Jay being so chummy with him even if it wasn't really Jay that was being chummy.

Dane noticed that Stacey was looking in his direction and smiled in her direction and waved her over … with all that had happened with Dean she had momentarily forgotten that she still had to actually break up with the guy. That was gonna be fun. She shook her head and turned around back towards Sam and Daniel who were giving her curious looks. Breaking up with Dane would have to take a back seat for now until she knew Dean was going to be alright and they had fixed their little problem.

"So where was Dean really going?" Sam asked her causing her to look up at him.

"To lie down," she replied. She didn't see any sense in telling him that Dean had gone to rifle through the teacher's office because from what she had observed so far it would only irritate the kid and that served no purpose what so ever.

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One hour. By the time they had finished with Monica Geyer it at been 11 am, it was now noon. One hour they had been on the road. John had already ordered Caleb to drive faster about a dozen times, for the younger hunter to not so politely inform him that he was going as fast as he could. John was not known for his patience but he knew that Caleb wanted to get to the boys probably about as much as he did. The psychic was close to the boys even if all they did half the time was give each other shit.

"John." John turned to look at Caleb when he spoke.

"What?"

"I was just thinking … maybe we should call up Jim and get him to research the Orphanage for us. We know nothing about the place and it would be good to know what we were up against and it's not like we can research while on the road."

John actually smiled for the first time in over an hour, "I hadn't thought of that. Good Idea." He reached into his jacket and pulled out his cell phone.

"Well you don't just drag me around everywhere for my stunning looks and personality ya know," Caleb joked, feeling like he was able to now without John exploding on him. Joking in dire situations helped to calm Caleb down.

John snorted, "You do have delusions of grandeur don't you."

"Just ring Jim," Caleb replied with a smirk, gripping the steering wheel tighter. He felt like he was going to put his foot through the floor of the car if he pushed down any harder and he was thankful that it was a wide, empty road.

John pressed number 1 on the speed dial and then put the phone to his ear and waited for the preacher to pick up.

TBC ...

Well i hope everyone enjoyed that ... if i can find the time tonight i will be writing another chapter so wish me luck :-)

Anyway's just so ya'll know, the plan is to have this story finished before christmas because i go away for about a week ... so i would definately like to get this all finished before then. Barring any unforseen circumstances i think i should be able to do that. Hopefully see ya soon :-)