Chapter 29 Truth is a bitch.

Jade and Lisa followed Samuel to a old farm house, about 12 hours away. The rest of his crew there and waiting. They didn't seem to working a job, just laying low. The girls sit in the car for hours. Just waiting. "So, are you really gonna leave things like this with Dean?" Lisa asked. Jade looked out the window. "I gave him the opportunity to explain. He choose not to."

Lisa: "Maybe it didn't want to worry you."

Jade smirked: "No, if he didn't want to worry me, he wouldn't have come to the house. It doesn't want to have to deal with. So, he done what he always does, he thought he could blow me off and avoid having to tell me what happened."

Lisa: "Well, he does have a full plate."

Jade: "Can we not talk about this."

Lisa nodded and looked back at the house. "Yeah, sure. But the longer you let it build, the worse it is gonna be when it comes tumbling down." Jade rolled her eyes and propped her elbow on the door, laying her head in her hand. That is what made her so angry. He had so much on him and he didn't trust her enough to let her help. It pissed her off that he would rather lie to her, than tell her what he needed and let her give it to him.

The guys had stopped in a park to stretch their legs and grab a bite to eat. Sam was at a hot dog stand grabbing lunch. Dean took the chance to call Jade. Right to voicemail. He waited for the beep. "Jade, it's me. Look, I thought you would have cooled off by now. Anyway, I'm sorry about the other night. You know I would never hurt you. I will be home soon, explain everything." He rubbed his face, "Just call me when you get this, please." Then he hung up the phone and called Bobby.

Bobby: "Please tell me you made it to the job."

Dean: "Just about, look Bobby. It's Sam. He's worse. It is more than just walking around with out his soul."

Bobby: "We tested him. Salt, silver, the whole nine yards."

Dean: "I know what I saw. He threw me to the vamps. I'm telling you he is not my brother."

Bobby: "Well, then he is something we have never seen before."

Dean: "Yeah, or he is Lucifer. Alive and kickin'"

Bobby: "Have you talked to Cas?"

Dean: "No, he won't answer. He is probably knee deep in Lisa. I'm tires of waiting on him."

Bobby: "Look, I get it. Your rattled. But let's not jump the gun here. Be professional."

Dean: "Professional, he watched me turn. He let me go to Jade."

Bobby: "He didn't let you go to Jade. You did that on your own."

Dean: "Yeah, don't remind me."

Bobby: "Are you sure you saw what you saw?"

Dean: "I saw it."

Bobby: "We need proof. I will hit the books. Just don't shoot him yet."

Dean: "I don't want to be in the damn car with him, much less work this case."

Bobby: "Dean, he is the case."

Dean took a deep breath. "Have you talked to Jade?"

Bobby: "Yeah, she is still freaked out. Why did you go there? You know that was the last place you should have gone."

Dean shook his head. "I know. I couldn't help it. I had to be near her. Then when I was, I couldn't stand it."

Bobby: "Well, she will be fine. Just give her some time."

Dean hung up the phone when he saw Sam coming. "I was leaving Jade a message." Dean explained. Sam looked uninterested. He held up a newspaper and a bag of food. Dean grabbed the newspaper. Four people committed suicide in the last two weeks. "Let's go." Dean said as they headed back to the Impala.

The guys visited the sister of the last victim, posing as FBI agents. "Why is the FBI interested in a suicide?" the girl as asked as Dean looked around. He pulled a picture of the girl from a note board in the kitchen, them walked back to where Sam and the girl where talking. The girl tucked her hair behind her ear. "She was having a bad day. I tried to cheer her up." Dean looked at Sam. His face was tensed and his jaw was twitching. "Do you know what a tell is?" Sam asked the girl. Dean looked at him confused. The girl looked at him and shook her head. Sam pointed at her, "You just did it. It is a poker term. Something you do when your bluffing. Like what you did with your hair." The girl, shuddered, "Your saying, I'm lying?" Sam looked at her sternly, "Yeah, your lying." Dean looked at Sam stunned. "Tell us what you did to your sister." Sam said. The girl tells them that she told her she was a freak, a burden. She told her to go ahead and kill herself. "Who says that?" the girl asked crying.

As the guys walk to the car, Dean is still shocked. "You find anything?" Sam asked. Dean shook his head, "No, no hex, no sulfur, no EMF, you?" Sam opened the door to the Impala, "Nothing, a tuba and a issue of Crochet Today, already suicidal?" Dean nodded, "Yeah, then sister's taxi cab confession sends her over the edge. But what causes her to open her big fat mouth?" Sam's phone rings. There is another one.

Sam checks on the new victim as Dean does research at the motel. Dean calls Bobby.

Dean: "You got anything?"

Bobby: "No, and I have been up all night. You got anything else to go on?"

Dean took a drink of his beer. "Yeah, how about my skin crawls when I'm in the same room with him."

Bobby: "Maybe this is just Sam."Dean: "Or maybe I am flying with Satin as the co pilot. You've got a day Bobby. I've got to go."

Dean hangs up and looks at Jade's number. He lets it ring once then hangs up. Before he could put his phone back in his pocket, it rang. Thinking it was Jade, he answered. It was Sam. A dentist drilled a man to death. "You mean the non-sexy drilling, right?" Dean asked. "Yeah, and the things the guy was confessing to, I would kill him. He told him he messed with his teenage daughter." Dean shivered. "You and me both." "Let's go talk to him." Sam said. "You go ahead, I'm gonna check out the dentist office." Dean said as he grabbed his keys.

Looking around the dentist office, Dean found a receipt from the same horn shop as the one in the first girls house. He talked to the horn shop owner and found out they were both customers and he was also missing a old horn. Went missing the same day the girl died. He was doing research back at the room and found out the missing horn was the Horn of Truth, belonging to the angel, Gabriel. He drains his glass of whiskey. "Castiel, loose nuke down here, angelic weapon." As Dean stands and turns, Cas is standing in front of him. Dean smirked. "I have beed calling you for weeks about Sam, no answer. But you come for this? Too busy with Lisa?" Cas grabbed the bottle of whisky and filled Dean's glass. Then he turned up the bottle his self. "I have not seen Lisa. And she is angry with me about it." Dean smirked and turned up his glass. "Join the crowd." Cas turned his back to him, "I have nothing new on Sam's soul." "Well, that is great. He could be Lucifer for all we know." Dean said as he raised his voice. Cas turned back to him, "He is not Lucifer. We would know." Dean smirked and looked away. "What kind of weapon do you have?" Cas asked. "Horn of truth." Dean turned but Cas was gone. He took another drink and turned back to the bed. Cas was there. "It is not the horn of truth." Dean looked at him, You were gone 2 seconds, where did you look?" "Everywhere." Cas said. Dean smirked, "Well, nice talking to you." Dean turned his back to Cas. "I am still looking for Sam's soul. I want to help you." Then he was gone. Dean ran his hand down his face.

Dean drives into town, to a local bar. He turns up a shot as the local anchor woman is on the t.v. "Another one?" the girl bartender asked. Dean smiles and ran his hands over his face. "No, uh, I'm working." His phone rang, Sam. "So, the other bodies are missing. Gone." Dean's eyes widened. "Vanished?" "Yeah, and there was another one, died a whole week before the others. Car wreck, I'm betting patient zero. I'm headed to her place now." "Give me ten minutes." Dean said as he hung up the phone. He looked at the bartender, "You know what, I will take another one." She poured the shot and looked at Dean. "I thought you were working?" Dean rubbed his eyes, "I am workin' up to it." "You ok?" she asked. "Yeah" Dean said. "This one is on the house. Anything else?" she asked. As Dean lifted the glass to his lips he said. "I would love the fuckin' truth." He swallowed the whiskey and sat the glass down. The bartender looked at him, "I think I can't get pregnant because God know my marriage is a sham. Why did I say that? I have been snorting oxy all day. Why did I say that?" Dean looked at the girl and smirked. "I think I know why." he laid a twenty on the bar and walked to the door. Dean walks past a girl with large breast pouring out of her dress. "I am sitting here like this so you will look at my breast. I just bought them. I need a lot of attention." she said. Dean held his phone in his hand, "Good luck with that." He walked off but backed back up for another peek. He smiled and walked out the door. Called Bobby as he walked to the Impala.

Dean: "I need you to call Jade for me on three way. She won't answer me."

Bobby huffed. "Hold on." Dean heard the ring, then her voice.

Jade: "Hello" Bobby sat silent.

Dean: "Why are you not answering me?"

Jade: "Because I don't want to talk to you. You three wayed me?"

Dean: "Yeah, are you ever gonna get over this?"

Jade: "I don't know, are you ever gonna learn you can't just shut me out."

Dean: "I am not shutting you out. I am keeping you out. There is a difference."

Jade: "Not really. You can't trust me enough to tell me what is going on? Let me help you? What happened to you?"

Dean slumped his shoulder as he rested his arms on the top of the Impala. "This bull shit life, that is what happened to me."

Jade: "No, you have to be in control all the time. Run the show. You want to decide who knows what. And if you can't you start shutting people out. Drinking until you feel numb, so you don't have to deal with guilt. The guilt of just walking away. You just bury it down deep, until eventually you push everyone away."

Dean: "I didn't just walk away."

Jade: "What do you call it, Dean. I saw the look in your eyes while you were choking me. You were not you. And for the life of me, I can't figure out why you can't explain it to me. Why can't you talk to me. Have things between us changed that much. Because you used to tell me everything. No matter how fucked up it was." He was quiet, he had nothing to say, she was right. "So until you can talk to me, tell me what is going on, we have nothing to talk about." He heard her hang up the phone.

Bobby: "What was that about?"

Dean: "Working on a theory. Got anything you want to tell me?"

Bobby: "I am drinking milk and watching Tori and Dean."

Dean: "Who and Dean? Are you watching porn?"

Bobby: "No, Tori Spelling. I love that girl."

Dean winkled his forehead. "I guess it does work over the phone."

Bobby: "You know what else. I get a pedicure every chance I get. That girl is amazing. She grabs my toes and…"

Dean sat in the car. "Ok, just stop. I'm scarred for life. Thank you."

Bobby: "Why am I telling you this? Oh, because you are my favorite. Sam is the better hunter. Now anyway. Whoa, why the hell am I telling you this?"

Dean: "Because I am cursed."

Bobby: "Why is it, every time I send you to clean up a mess, you end up dirty?"

Dean smiled. "This may be a good thing."

Bobby: "Hey did you know my first girlfriend turned out…"

Dean shook his head and hung up his phone. "No, no! Mhu-mhu. Nope."

Dean called Sam's phone, it went to voicemail. "I'm on my way. But if you get this before I get there. Call me, I have some things to ask you." He hung up the phone and pulled off. Jade was right, why couldn't he just tell her what happened that night. He knew why, then he would have to admit it, he fucked up. Then he would have to tell her Sam let him get turned. Really freak her out. Used to , she was the only one he could talk to about this kind of stuff. When he couldn't tell anyone else, he could tell her. She wouldn't question him, or judge him. But now, he couldn't stand it if she thought of him as weak, not capable of handling things, blind sided by how bad off Sam really was. He knew she would, because that was the way he felt.

Jade and Lisa had checked into a motel not far from the farm house where Samuel was. Lisa was getting dressed. Jade was ready to go. Jeans, Nike's and t-shirt that read, "Real men don't beat women, they beat the men that do." She sat on the bed, stunned as she hung up the phone with Dean. Lisa walked out of the bathroom. "What is it?" Lisa asked. Jade ran her hands through her hair. "Dean." Lisa put her things back in the bag. "You talked to him finally?" Jade nodded, "Yeah, I don't know why I was so mean to him. But it just flowed." Lisa sat on the bed and put on her shoes. "What do you mean?" Jade looked at her, "I told him not to call me until he can tell me what is going on." Lisa looked at her. "That is what you want right?" Jade grabbed her bag. "Yeah, but I didn't want it to come out like that."