Chapter 29

"Would you believe me if I said those were suspects?" Wade shakes his head. I nod my head slightly, knowing what I have to do and knowing what I can't do.

"Okay." I take a deep breath, willing my heart to stop beating so fast. "Alright, um." I wipe my face, thinking about what to say. I can't lose Wade. I can't get him killed either. He has to know how to defend himself against these things.

"Um, so. I met Dean at a hospital while we were both in comas…"

-000-

"I really have to go. Dean and Sam are going to panic." Wade nods slightly, his head in his hands.

"I'm really sorry I lied. I lied a lot and I am a shit girlf-" I cut myself off, wondering if that's actually what we are but I find myself more concerned with what I just told Wade then wondering if it's okay I called myself his girlfriend.

"I'm a shit girlfriend. But you really needed to know, I guess, since these things are so keen on finding me. Look all of this up, read it, call Bobby Singer. Whatever you need to do but I really have to go." Wade doesn't reply so I simply grab my bag and start heading out the door but stop when Wade speaks for the first time in an hour.

"I love you." My eyes widen and my heart leaps. I jog over to Wade and give him a quick kiss on the lips before walking back to the door.

"I love you too. I'll call you in a week." I close the door behind me.

-000-

"Sam." I yell over the loud traffic from the highway.

"Samantha?! Where the hell are you?" I make a long 'uh' noise as I spin around to try and find a sign.

"Apparently in Salina."

"Kansas?" I shrug.

"Sure. I lost my phone earlier, so sorry about not answering." I flip a car off as they honk their horn for the twenty seventh time.

"Alright. So what happened earlier?" I look over to one of the police officers standing only a few feet away from me.

"I'll tell you later. But right now my car is dead and I'm spending my last money of this phone call so if anyone is close…" I trail off, not wanting to actually ask. The lines silent for a second before Dean comes onto the phone.

"We're about thirty minutes out. Start walking towards the main highway to Nebraska." I nod and go to hang up but mutter a quick 'thanks' before hanging up the phone booth. I make quick work of grabbing my bag and running into a gas station to buy a water before starting to jog down the highway.

-000-

"Fricking Hell!" I only jump about thirty feet in the air as the same blonde from earlier runs up next to me, barely even breathing heavier than normal.

"A simple 'hello' would be enough. Don't have to be so dramatic." I roll my eyes.

"How the hell did you find me? And are you a serial killer because can I please get a five second running head start?" She copies my gesture and rolls her eyes too.

"There's this new thing called a GPS in phones." I look at her warily when she doesn't answer my second question. "And no, I'm not a serial killer."

"That's comforting. Why're you following me again?" I look expectantly to the road when I hear a car approaching but deflate when I don't recognize it as the impala's engine.

"Making sure you're okay. I've heard there's a bounty on your head." I stop.

"A bounty? What the hell, why?" She stops next to me, turning so she's facing me.

"Not sure. Something about a gate opening." I have a feeling Ruby knows exactly what they're talking about. I shrug though and continue walking. Ruby follows, picking my bag up off the ground and handing it to me.

"Hm. I'm not sure. I was in a town a little while ago and went through a gated neighborhood. Maybe I stepped on someone's flowers." Ruby shrugs too.

"Well, anyways. Keep your eyes out. Can't have the Winchesters' little pet getting killed." I scoff and go to tell her to fuck off but stop when I turn around and see she's gone. She probably got in her car or something. Nothing unnatural about that, right? I chalk up her disappearing to her having to be somewhere quickly. Before I can think any more on it though, I hear the familiar roaring of the Impala.

As soon as I can clearly see the silhouettes of the brothers, I realize that I can't leave them again, even for a week. I actually missed them those days I was gone. Siblings have fights, right? So that fight Dean and I had is over, no hurt feelings. No 'I hate you!'s and no 'I can never forgive you's. Just a heat of the moment fight. Sam gives me a small smile and I give one back before opening the back door, flinging myself in the car, and closing the door. I don't even bother to put my seatbelt on as I lean my elbows behind each of the brothers' heads and sit my head between them on the seat.

"Hi." They both jump slightly and I chuckle.

"Hey." Dean looks back at me but turns around when I point to the road ahead of us.

"Did you miss me?" I grab onto the seat when Dean pulls a U-Turn to head back to Nebraska. "Because I missed you guys. It's hard to be away from Dean's nasty eating habits and Sam's annoying logic." They both scoff.

"Hey! Burgers aren't that bad for you! I mean, who even eats chicken tenders pass the age of five." I gasp.

"Half of America, you asshat! Burgers are completely unhealthy and not to mention disgusting." Dean turns his head sharply at me but looks back to the road a moment later, knowing I'm about to chastise him.

"Burgers have lettuce and tomatoes and-"

"That doesn't make it healthy!"

"Does too!"

"Does not!"

"Does too!" Sam huffs and glares at the both of us.

"Okay!" Sam cuts in sharply. "So tell us what happened." I lean back in my seat and take a breath.

-000-

"Wait, Wade's roommate has a gun?" I roll my eyes at Dean's question as he interrupts my story telling.

"Yeah, along with half of the people in that town." Dean shrugs and I continue talking. "He was a cool guy. Like he let me borrow his brother's sports cars and we dragged race in abandoned parking lot. I almost hit Wade though." I cringe when I recall him having to jump over the hood to not be killed.

I notice Sam about to lecture me, the protective stance of his shoulders and the pursing of his lips both signs. Dean notices too.

"Did you get caught?" I smile gratefully at him.

"Naw. Chad, his roommate, is the son of some big deal in the town. He was like some sort of professional sports guy so he has a ton of money and he gives half of it to the town. The police department rarely pay attention to them." Dean nods.

"And no one got hurt?" Dean asks again. I wince and don't answer. Sam and Dean both share looks with raised eyebrows.

"What happened?" Sam finally asks.

"So you know that scene in '21 Jump Street' where they take turns jumping onto the hood of the moving car?" They both give me a cautious nod.

"Well, we thought it would be cool to try." I hear them both mutter a curse word. "It was pretty cool and we all did okay until Wade's and mine jackets got caught together and we couldn't move. Wade got the blunt of it but I still got a nasty bruise. We completely shattered the windshield." I figure it's not a good time to laugh so I don't.

"It's not the worst thing you've done." Dean finally mutters after a few miles of 'I'm disappointed in you' silence. I immediately get defensive.

"Hey! I'm not as stupid as you seem to th-"

"When that cop asked if you were even old enough to be out of school you replied with 'The only reason you're a cop is because you dropped out of school.'" Sam says with his trademark bitch-face.

"Okay, that wasn't so smart but-"

"When we told you about a case where seven Brazilian people were killed you replied with 'how many are a Brazilian?'" Dean says with pursed lips. I huff out a breath and cross my arms across my chest.

"To be fair George Bush asked the same thing." They both share a look.

"You threw not silver, silverware at a shapeshifter."

"Looked into the barrel of a loaded gun to see why it was making a 'ticky sound'." Dean adds.

"Ran into oncoming traffic because you 'thought you dropped your phone.'" I wince at what Sam's about to say. "You told us this while you were talking to us, on your phone."

"You also put a fork in the microwave because someone on the internet told you it made it easier to stab food with." I still curse that guy every night. I can't believe he tricked my poor innocent soul into almost starting a microwave fire.

"Punched a guy because he pulled a magic trick on you and you thought he was trying to kill you."

"Okay! Okay! I guess I'm not the brightest crayon in the box." I slap my hand to my knee and look at the brothers exasperated as they both grumble a 'you got that right'.

"But, anyways. Where are we headed? And why?" Thankfully, they both stop making fun of me and explain we're going to meet Bobby. Apparently he has a lead with the demons. Suddenly, an image of Ruby pops into my head. 'I've heard there's a bounty on your head.'

"Hey, do you think the demons would be out to kill us right now?" I ask quietly after about a dozen miles. Sam looks back at me and shrugs.

"They're out to kill everyone right now. Why?" I shrug.

"I don't know. I'm just wondering why demons have been coming for me, how they've been finding me." Both heads whip back towards me and I grimace when I remember that I never got to finish my story before Dean interrupted me.

"What? W-What demons?!" I point to the road and Dean looks back to the road, waiting for my answer.

"Yeah, when I called you guys and told you someone was following me. It turned out to be a hunter and we ran into two demons. She stabbed them with some knife and the demons like died or something. Later on she told me there was a bounty on my head." Sam gawks at me and Dean stares at me with wide eyes in the rear-view mirror.

"A bounty?" That was Sam.

"It killed the demons?" That was Dean.

"Yes. To both. It was crazy." I pause. "And the girl was really hot. It was unnatural." Dean smirks while Sam rolls his eyes.

"Why would you have a bounty on your head though?" Sam asks, as though I'm the last person he would ever think to have a bounty on their head.

"Well I did call their master a little bitch. And I guess I did some other stupid things to them." I shrug. "It's not like this changes anything. Same danger, different days."

-000-

"Guys." I clear my throat nervously and look at the boys when they look at me.

"What?" I have to tell them. I feel my face get warm with my anxiousness of telling them.

"So, Wade witnessed the hunter and I kill those demons." Both of their eyes widen.

"And what happened? Did he call the cops?" I shake my head at Sam's question.

"I…" I stop. Sam knows.

"No. No, you didn't." I wince. "Really?" Dean looks from me to Sam to the road.

"What? What?" Sam turns his bitchface to Dean and Dean finally understands. He gets a weird look on his face before it goes blank again.

"How'd he react?" Sam and I both look at him in surprise for not getting mad with me. I hesitate in answering.

"I mean, he was in shock I think. He never once outright said he doubted me, even listened to my whole story without interrupting me. So it wasn't too bad." It's silent for a while but I could tell Dean wanted to say something so when he finally opens his mouth I tense slightly.

"Remember when you were passed out for like two days and I told you I was taken into a genie dream." He's finally talking about it! Praise the Lord. I've been trying to get him to talk about it since the night he came back with Sam.

"Yeah. I vaguely remember hearing something about that." I say sarcastically. He rolls his eyes.

"Well in that dream…Wade was a hunter. He actually was living with Bobby, Jo, and Ellen. He helped me wake up." I look at him wide-eyed.

"Wait, really? Where was I?" He gulps and looks to the side for a second before turning his attention back to the road.

"You were dead." My smile falls for a second before I force a small one back in its place. "You, um, killed yourself." Jesus Christ, me. What the hell were you thinking? You have something good going for you right now.

"You and Wade had a little girl together, Deanna. Apparently you named her after me for some reason." I lean up against the back of their seat so I'm closer to him.

"Was she pretty?" My voice loses its usual roughness. I can tell Dean had a hard time dealing with that genie dream, I would if I were him.

"Beautiful. Looked just like you." He chuckles. "Had Wade's ears though." He fake shivers and I laugh slapping his shoulder.

"Hey they aren't that bad!" I protest but I'm still laughing.

"He has dog ears!" I laugh harder.

"They're puppy ears and Sam has them too!" Dean laughs now, his past genie dream forgotten for the time being. Sam glowers at me before letting a small smile slip onto his face.

"But seriously, don't tell this to anyone else because I will deny it till my grave, but I missed you idiots." They both chuckle. Us too. They don't say it but I can see they're agreement in their eyes.

-000-

I'm an asshole. I'm sorry. I've been so busy. I'm still working on this story, I haven't given up on it. I will finish it. No matter how long it takes.