Dean's POV

Short Chapter. I'm so sorry that it's been so long. Just a bad time right now. I'm trying to do so much at once and it's just….not working out. Lmao. I'll be updating soon enough. I got some writers block with this chapter. I didn't know what I wanted to do with this episode, sorry. Tomorrow is my brother's court. Big day. I'm so nervous.

Anyways, season Finale. What should I do for this one? Kill Samantha off temporarily, permanently, or just have her be the survivor? I'm not too sure how that would work out.

Tell me what you want to happen! Tell me what episodes you want me to focus on and what ones I should skim over. Should I skim over the rest of this season? Just do the finale? Please tell me. I'm so at a lost. Lmao. Thank you so much for all the love!

50,000 words! And over fifty followers. I'm going to hyperventilate!

Dean's POV

"She okay?" Bobby asks after we peek in the living room to find Samantha passed out on the couch.

"She's been driving the whole night. I think she's just tired." I explain before Sam gives us a look saying that we have to talk, so we follow him into the kitchen.

"What's up?" I ask in confusion. We've been in the same car for 16 hours, how do we have something that we haven't talked about yet. Except for…. I shake my head.

"So…I guess while Diana was talking to Samantha in the station, she revealed something…" Sam trails off and Bobby decides to speak up.

"Diana?"

"One of the lady cops that arrested us." I explain and Bobby nods his head.

"Alright. So what about Samantha?" I ask finally.

"Her brother, I guess, has a family. A fiancée and two little ones. She wan-"

"Wait, wait, wait. Isn't he in prison? How does he do all that in prison?" I ask, wincing at the fact that we're talking about Samantha's brother like this. Sam takes a deep breath.

"Uh… about seven or eight months ago, he was released on good behavior. He was out for about two months before he turned back to drugs. So then he skipped out on meeting his probation officer. And a few other things that they have no evidence on and he's back in jail. Not before he and one of his high-school sweethearts started dating again. She already has a kid with her ex, which is the guy who framed Samantha's brother for theft, and now they're having one together." Sam pauses, biting his lip before continuing.

"Thing is, Rachel was a trouble maker too and was hooked on drugs also. She ran from the cops after missing her probation too, ran with Samantha's brother, and then when she stopped at her old work to pick up her check the boss locked them in a closet and called the police." I cut in to a mutter a quick 'bitch'.

"Both went to jail. Both got clean from drugs. Rachel found out she was pregnant in jail. She was released about two months ago. From what I can tell, she's visiting her cousin in Canada for a few days, her probation officer escorting her, and she should be back in Kansas in the next few days." By the time Sam is finished, we're all sitting around the kitchen table with a beer in front of each of us.

"How do you know all this?" I finally manage to ask a few seconds later.

"Dude, they lived in nowhereville Missouri. They don't guard their online files too well." I chuckle along with Bobby before finally asking the question I've been wondering the whole time he was explaining the situation.

"So what? What's the importance of this?" Sam sighs and looks towards the living room as a low groan can be heard from Samantha. After we wait a few seconds and nothing else can be heard, we continue talking.

"Rachel wants Samantha in their life. Samantha wants to know them. I say we meet them in Kansas in a week or two and stay for a week so they can meet and greet." Sam offers up and I almost want to outright deny the option but I take the chance to look at it from Samantha's point of view and after a few seconds I, reluctantly, decide to accept the offer. Sam smiles and we all sit in silence for a few minutes as we sip our drinks.

Bobby breaks the silence a few minutes later.

"Well, Ellen is on her way over since the Roadhouse is having their walls redone. She should be here soon." I nod, sharing a smiling look with Sam, and we all make small talk until we here the familiar sound of gravel crunching in the drive way.

We stand up as Ellen walks in and greet her happily, telling her Samantha is asleep when she asks, before we're all sitting back in the kitchen. Bobby hands Ellen a beer, we all pretend not to notice the small amount of holy water Bobby put in the bottle, and we all get to talking as we see she doesn't react to it.

-000-

"Wait, wait. She watched porn?" Ellen asks after Sam and I got done telling them about Andy and his twin brother.

"She was bored." I explain and smile as Sam laughs. Bobby and Ellen just shake their heads. I look over to the clock and startle at seeing that it's already one in the afternoon.

"Ugh…that girl is going to cause people trouble when she's older." Ellen mutters and I smile as I see the familiar motherly look Ellen gets in her eyes as she talks about Samantha.

"She already is. I was sure that the cops at the station were going to shoot her if she hadn't shut up when she had." Sam laughs, we all startle when a new groggy voice speaks up from behind me.

"Rude. And anyways my throat was hurting. I didn't want to give the asshats satisfaction of me losing my voice." As Samantha says that her voice cuts out several times though, as if she had lost her voice. She clears her throat as she passes by us, nodding to Ellen, and gets a glass of water before sitting on top of the counter.

"My uncle got a call from his friend. Said that there's a lead of Black dogs in Greenwood. That or Hellhounds depending on the deaths. I told him we'll check it out." She pauses to take a drink before smiling after she gulps it down. "Oh, and they told me your mug shot was hot." She says to me. I laugh, Sam groans at the news of it being public now.

"Alright. We'll leave in an hour." I say groaning as I stand up and go to take a shower before we leave.

-000-

Samantha's POV

"So, Ellen. Whattya doing here?" I ask with a suggesting tone. Bobby scoffs and Ellen rolls her eyes.

"There was a bar fight last week and the idiots knocked in a wall. It needed to be fixed and I decided to go ahead and fix all the other holes too. The fixers had to shut the whole thing down." Ellen explains and I nod, still suspicious of why she chose Bobby's when they're a dozen other hunters closer. Or so I heard from the boys talking.

"Cool." I pause to take another drink to try and tone down the scratchy feeling in my throat "Well. You two have fun and don't throw any parties while I'm gone. I'm going to go lay in the car." I mutter before patting Bobby's shoulder and giving Ellen a half-hug and walking out to the car. Dean and Sam come out a few moments later. Dean gives me a cautious look as if he were assessing me before he puts it in drive and we are gone.

-00-

It turned out to be a hellhound. Sam and Dean tried to make me stay behind since the Hellhound is definitely one of the more dangerous monsters. I told them if I stayed back then I was leaving. So they took us to the guy's house that is still alive, dying date supposed to be tonight, and Sam and I stayed to protect him while Dean went to the crossroads. I'm not sure what happened during that but when Dean came back he was closed off.

We made a quick escape, telling the guy to live a good life, and starting to drive back to Bobby's when Sam's phone rings. He answers without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?" He asks. His eyes widen and look back to me.

"Rachel?" I physically jump, looking at Sam with hopeful eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. We-uh-we're actually located in South Dakota," He stops, Rachel clearly talking again.

"Yeah. We can meet at Sioux Falls." I smile, swallowing the lump in my throat.

"See you tomorrow." Sam hangs up and smiles at me.

"We'll meet your brothers family tomorrow." I sag in relief and if I weren't so against God, I would have thanked him right then and there.