MISSING:

One muse

Last seen in my head for about an hour today before going off to some remote Pacific Island.

Duct Tape DOES NOT hold it!

Reward!

Yup! Still missing! It actually came back during study hall and lunch, so I wrote down this chapter quick, and then it went away again. Which is why it's kind of on the shortish side. But I will find it, and this time, I will bring super glue!

The Story of Avi

We left the convention within minutes. Apparently, Sam and Dean were wanted by the police. And somehow, that didn't surprise me. Also, Becky knew were the Colt was. So the Winchesters were planning on getting that back. I kind of just sat there, staring out the window. Sam had made me feel better for a few minutes, but the guilt was still there. Somehow, I didn't think it would leave for a while. So I sat there, watching the landscape go by, and the memory of Cassidy's death running through my mind.

It must have been at least three hours when Dean finally pulled into a motel.

"It's midnight, and I'm exhausted!" he announced.

"Then get us a room," Sam told him exasperated. They had been fighting for the past half and hour.

"I will!" he exclaimed, and got out of the Impala. I rolled my eyes, and followed him out.

"Get at least three beds!" I called out to the elder Winchester. I sighed when he gave no indication of hearing me.

"Yeah, he's going to get two beds," Sam said as he joined me.

"Then one of you are sleeping in the Impala!" I warned, "Because I'm hurt! I need a bed!"

"I thought your shoulder was doing ok!" he exclaimed. I winked at him as Dean walked back.

"There were only two beds available," Dean told us.

"Call one!" I shouted. Both Winchesters glared at me. "What? My shoulder!"

"You just said that it was feeling fine," Sam reminded me.

"It's still hurt!" I muttered, "Well, someone is going to have to sleep in the Impala." Dean shook his head.

"The clerk had the weather on. It's supposed to drop to ten degrees tonight. No one is going to freeze." I sighed. "Come on, the room is this way." Sam and I followed Dean as he led us to a red door. He opened it with a flourish, before sprinting inside, and jumping onto one of the beds. "Call it!" he told us in a singsong voice. Sam and I glanced at each other, before racing towards the remaining bed.

"Damn it!" I muttered, when he beat me there.

"Looks like you get floor," Dean said. I glanced down. There were stains I didn't even want to think about down there! I hung my head.

"Alright," I mumbled, and proceeded to grab a spare pillow and blanket. Maybe, just maybe the guilt trip would work. But somehow, I doubted it.

"You could always share with me!" Dean offered. Sam and I both shot daggers at him.

"I would rather freeze in the Impala!" I proclaimed. Dean opened his mouth to protest, but settled with just whipping a pillow at my head. I caught it and beamed at him.

"Give it back!" he ordered.

"Nope!" I stated, "Thanks for the extra!" Sam chuckled when Dean started to get off the bed.

"Better run Avi," he advised. I flashed him a smile and let Dean come at me. When he was only a half a foot away, I threw the pillow in his face, and ran around him, claiming the bed as mine.

"You can sleep on the floor!" I told him smugly. He looked at me for a moment, before glancing at Sam.

"I'm not getting involved!" Sam declared. But then, Dean got a wicked smile on his face. I regarded him warily. He was planning something. "Don't you dare!" Sam shouted when he figured out what Dean was going to do.

"Come on Sammy!" Dean said, "I'm helping you out here!" And with that, be pulled me off the bed, and threw me onto Sam's. The impact jostled my shoulder slightly, causing me to wince in pain.

"My shoulder isn't completely healed!" I yelled at him, "I just got stabbed today!"

"Shut up!" a man from the next room shouted at us.

"No!" the three of us yelled back in union.

"You two are sharing," Dean stated a little quieter. Sam sighed and shook his head.

"Do you care?" he asked me. Uhhh… how many different ways can I say no?

"Just don't push me out!" I exclaimed instead. Sam laughed, and got up.

"Let's change your bandage, then we can all sleep," he said. I nodded. Alright, so maybe I did have a little crush on Sam. I just wasn't going to tell anyone.

Good luck with that Avi!

Right. They're calling for like 8 inches of snow tomorrow, so I might post then! But if I don't then that's because I have school, a basketball game, and midterms start on Friday. Which is really really scary! *whimpers*

Until next time, keep reading, writing, and loving Supernatural!

-G