Lydia
Summary: Sam and Dean come across a hitchhiker unlike any otherthey've come across before. Will they survive this one or fall victim to Lydia?
Disclaimer: "Supernatural", Sam, and Dean do not belong to me. But any characters I create do belong to me.
A/N: Sorry for the bad summary on this one. Couldn't think of anything decent. This story is going to be rated T for future references just to be safe. And thanks for all the reviews on my laststory. I wasn't really expecting it so, thnx! I think that's been my best story yet so let's see if I can top the last one.Enjoy and please, R&R! This IS a chapter story so I don't know when I'll update so don't go thinking I'll update everyday because I can't due to school and all. So I'll update when I get the chance. Thx. Now, on with the story!
Chapter 1
"Dad?" said Sam into the phone.
It was the first time they had ever had contact with their father since he left.
"Hey Sam. Sorry if I'm calling too late. It's probably night time where you're at"
"No, it's ok. Dean's over here sleeping in the next bed beside me. So, what's up? Why'd you call?"
"I got a new hunt for you two"
"Where at?"
He paused for just a second, then replied, "North Carolina."
"North Carolina? That's a long ways from here. But if you want us there, we'll go. What's the story?"
"I'll give you the website that you can look it up on"
"Ok. Just let me get something to write with and paper"
Sam looked around and saw a piece of paper, a pen and got ready to write.
"I'm ready now"
John told him the website to go to as Sam jotted it down and the exact place they needed to go to find it.
"Ok, got it. Um, is there anything else you wanna tell us?"
"No, not that I can think of. If I do, I'll make sure to call"
"Ok. Well, I'll tell Dean you called, that's if he'll listen to me"
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing. I'll talk to you later, ok?"
"Ok. I love you, Sam"
"Love you too, Dad"
And with that, Sam hung up and placed the phone back on the table. Dean turned over and noticed that Sam was laying back down and that he was just talking to someone on his phone by the way it was positioned on the table. He then looked at Sam.
"Who was that?"
"Nobody. Don't worry about it"
"But you were talking. Were you having a dream that you were using my phone or something?"
It took him awhile to respond just so he wouldn't let it slip. "Yeah, I had a dream"
"Oh." He then turned back over and fell back to sleep.
The next morning, they sat at the table; Sam staring off in space and Dean looking at something on the laptop. He looked up and noticed that Sam wasn't really down to Earth.
"Sam"
He looked at Dean with a "what" expression.
"Something wrong? Seems like you've been lost in La-La Land or somewhere for the past 15 minutes. What's up?"
"Well, to tell you the truth, I was talking on you phone last night"
"Really? To who?"
Sam held his breath for second, then responded. "Dad"
Dean sat there, shocked.
"You talked to Dad?"
"Yes"
"Well, what did he say?"
"Oh the usual. 'How you doing? How's Dean? Got another hunt for you two'."
"Ah, yep, that's Dad for ya. Well, what's it about?"
He handed him the piece of paper with the website on it. "Go here. It's where our hunt is located"
Dean grabbed the paper and typed the link into the web browser. A dark blue page then popped up as he went to where it was exactly after the page fully loaded.
"We gotta go all the way to North Carolina for this one?"
"Yeah but like you said, 'if that's where Dad wants us to go, then we're going'. So, we're going"
"Ok, ok. We're going"
He turned back to the screen and read what it was about. As soon as he did, he slowly looked up at Sam.
"What is it?"
"This is kind of like the same one we did a long time ago. You know, about the woman in white"
"Oh yeah. You mean that Constance girl that you so had a thing for?" He couldn't help but let out a laugh at this.
Dean reached over and hit him, hard, on the arm. "OW! What was that for?"
"I did not have a thing for her. Dude, she almost ran us over if it weren't for you pulling on my coat sleeve telling us to run. Not to mention crashing my car into the house!"
"Well, you're welcome, and I wouldn't really worry that much over the car. It's not like she scratched it or something. Is it really like that one?"
Dean gave a "Thank God" look. "Yeah, here. Read it"
He slid the laptop around so that Sam could see the page. After reading it, a look of amazement crossed his face.
"Well then, looks like we got work to do." he said, smiling and patting Dean on the shoulder as he headed out the door.
Dean looked back at him with a "Why'd you do that?" look, closed the laptop and followed Sam out to the car after packing up their stuff. Sam was sitting in the car, scrunched down into the seat, staring out the window. Dean wondered if their Dad had told him anything else when they were talking. As soon as all of their baggage was packed, he got into the car, started it up and pulled out of there, heading down to the good ol' state known as North Carolina.