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"I don't want to be alone." She whispered into the phone.

"I'll come up and get you." Dean offered immediately. "We can set you up in a safe house closer to us, if you don't want to go to Bobby's."

"Okay." She answered shakily. "I'll go get the address for you." She rattled off the address for him to write down.

"Alright. I can be there by tomorrow."

Zara could feel herself calming down already. Dean would be there soon. Everything would be alright and then they could focus on finding Balthazar. "Thank you, Dean."

"Anything for you, Princess. I miss you."

"Stay safe."

Chapter 36

A knock at the door woke Zara from her nap on the couch. She had stayed up all night packing and was too excited to actually fall sleep until the sun had started to rise. She was going to see her boys again. Of course she was excited to see Sam, but she would be lying if she said Dean wasn't on the top of her list.

Dean said he was going to drive all night to get there, so the person knocking must be him. Of course, the house was so out of the way that no one else would even know it was there. She quickly threw on her coat and picked up her bag as she rushed over to answer the door. Zara looked out the window just to make sure. His face lit up and he gave her a little wave when he saw her peeking out at him.

Zara couldn't get the door open enough fast enough. She fumbled with the sharpie as she scribbled out the warding on the door like Balthazar had showed her. Zara didn't even bother to cap the marker as she dropped it and flipped the remaining locks on the door. She flung it open and jumped into Dean's arms before he even had a chance to react.

"Dean." She sighed as she gripped him fiercely and buried her face into his chest.

"I missed you." He whispered into her hair. He wrapped his arms around her and they just held each other for a minute in silence.

Eventually, they let go. Dean picked up her duffel bag and went to put in the car while Zara locked up the house. As she was turning the key in the lock, she could hear Shoot to Thrill play from her phone which made her pause. That was Dean's ringtone. She cast a glance back at Dean- who was just slamming the trunk shut. He couldn't be calling her. So who was it?

"Hello?" Zara answered warily.

"Zara?" Dean's voice sounded in her ear. "Hey, I'm about 2 hours away-" That was all she heard before she felt an arm come around her and press something foul smelling against her nose and mouth.

Zara slumped to the ground, unconscious, and the phone dropped to the ground. "Zara? Hello? You there?" Dean asked.

The leviathan who had been pretending to be Dean morphed into the exact image of Zara as he, now she, picked up the phone. "Yeah, sorry. The phone slipped out of my hand." The monster apologized as she paced a few steps away from the real Zara. "You're close?"

"Yeah. I'll see you in a few okay?"

"Alright."

"I miss you."

"You too."

Dean put his phone down and continued to cruise down the lonely Canadian highway. It may have been the fact that he had been driving all night and was practically falling asleep, but something didn't sit right with him. His brain wasn't functioning properly and he couldn't quite figure it out. This would be the time he would give the wheel over to Sam, but he had stayed behind to clean up the mess and cover their tracks after their last hunt. He planned on picking Sam up on their way back to Bobby's.

Dean punched a button on the radio in an attempt to wake himself up. Some classic rock started blaring through the speakers. The music didn't seem to be working though and his phone conversation with Zara kept turning over in his mind. He couldn't quite put his finger on why it felt so wrong. What was off about a conversation that lasted less than a minute? She had answered the phone, and then dropped it. Once she had picked it up again, he told her he'd be there in a couple hours and then they hung up.

"I miss you." He murmured under his breath. He always ended their conversations with that and then she said… She didn't say it that time. They had been talking for weeks and every conversation ended with the same two phrases. "I miss you." And "Stay safe." Why wouldn't she say it? She always said it. Dean's eyes widened and he pressed the gas pedal a little harder- all fatigue had disappeared from his mind. The leviathans had been after her. Maybe it wasn't her. Maybe they got there first.

By the time Zara woke up, they were well on their way to… wherever they were going. Her hands were tied behind her and instead of being in the Impala like she expected, she seemed to be in the back seat of a police car. Zara maneuvered herself so that she was sitting up and she looked through the mesh at the driver. As soon as she saw what looked to be her double driving the car, she remembered what happened. Dean hadn't been the one to pick her up that morning. It was a Leviathan.

Other Zara looked back at her. "Morning, RaRa." She chirped- smirking when Sean's nickname for her made Zara shudder. "You might as well go back to sleep. We've still got a few hours to go."

"Not tired." Zara said wincing. She shouldn't have opened her mouth. All she could taste was whatever was on that cloth and it was making her gag. "Where are we going?"

"My boss wants to talk to you."

"Well I don't want anything to do with him."

"Too bad." The Other Zara rolled her eyes.

Zara huffed and sat back in the seat. Zara cast her eyes around for something to cut her cut her ropes with. There was nothing. The door locks on the police car didn't work in the back for obvious reasons so she couldn't get out that way. Her only chance at escaping would be when she got to wherever she was going. Zara smiled a little. If they were going there, she knew someone who just might be able to help her.

"At least change your face. It's creepy." Zara mumbled.

"Be quiet or go to sleep." Other Zara snapped at her. "I didn't drive all night and again today to listen to your stupid ass."

Oh really? Zara smiled devilishly. Roman wanted to talk to her, so she couldn't be killed just yet. Maybe it was fear or spite or childishness, but this car ride was about to get very annoying for her captor. "Did you know that one time I got chased by a bear? Of course you did 'cause you have my memories but I'm gonna tell you about it anyway in great detail. So me and my brother were camping out in the woods…"