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Windyfontaine: About the author's note: you're right. It is horrible. That's why those of you who live in Vermont need to vote for Jessica's Law and get rid of Judge Cashman. I would if I lived there. You know, I didn't even think about "Teen Wolf" when I used that description. Here's more.

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DISCLAIMER

Supernatural belongs to the WB. Anything you don't recognize is mine. One reference to "Home".

"Sam? Sam, are you still there?" Kelly questioned.

"Yeah. Uh, I'm still here," Sam responded. His mind was still trying to wrap itself around what she had just said.

"So, when can I meet you?" Kelly wondered.

"Uh, actually, um...I'm on a business trip right now. It's a favor for my father," Sam lied. Business trip, huh? More like a hunting trip, Kelly thought to herself. But she kept that thought quiet. She could sense that this wasn't the time to tell him what she knew.

"Really? Where?" she asked out loud. If she had a location, she could go to him.

"Where?" Sam repeated. He didn't get it. Why would she want to know where he was?

"Dude, don't say a word," Dean cautioned. Sam quickly made a decision.

"He has a business associate in Dallas. It was kinda important," Sam continued. Dean threw his brother an incredulous look. "Look, Kelly, I'm sorry. I have to go," Sam said. Then, he hung up. Dean smacked him upside the head.

"Ow! What was that for?" Sam wondered.

"Dude, I told you not to say anything," Dean stated.

"Dean, you know I'm a bad liar," Sam defended himself.

"Yeah. That's your only fault," Dean agreed.

"Look, it's not like she's actually gonna follow us up here. When we're done with the werewolf gig, we can go down and see what she found," Sam said as they got into the car.

"What do you think it is?" Dean wondered. Sam blew out a breath.

"Probably pictures of us or something," he answered softly. Dean fell silent. He knew his brother was still mourning his girlfriend, even after six months. Yeah, he had gotten better, but the grief never really went away. He knew that from experience. From his own grief he still had about their mother. That's why he had been so touched when Jenny had given them the pictures she had found. The older man blew out a breath. Then, he started the engine and drove off.