Chapter3: No more avoiding
Dean picked up the phone and listened to the message. He sighed and lay on his back. Sam came out of the bathroom and lay on his side turning away from Dean.
"Sammy," started Dean
"Dean, I just want to go to sleep," Sam said resisting the urge to correct his name
"Fine," he said and closed his eyes
The next afternoon they were in a truck stop. They had been quite since they had woken up. Dean looked over at Sam.
"Anything in the paper?" he asked finally breaking the silence
"No"
"Then we'll go to LA"
Sam put down the paper and took a sip of his coffee. They finished their breakfast and headed out.
Hailey walked in front of the white board. She began to write her name on the board, new year and a new class. When she backed up she noticed what she had wrote, Ms. Winchester. She sighed, erased the board and replaced it with Ms. George. She couldn't get it off her mind, why did she have that dream? She hadn't had it in years. Just then a group of kids walked into the room.
"Morning fifth grade!" she said as cheerfully as she could
Dean drove down the rode. Sam looked over at his brother. Dean's knuckles were white due to how hard he was holding onto the steering wheel. Sam sighed and Dean looked over to him.
"What now?" asked Dean
"Nothing just what are we going to do about Hailey?"
"Avoid her."
"Today I just want to get to know you," she said, "So ask me any question you want."
A girl put up her hand. Hailey nodded to her.
"Why is your hair blue?" asked the girl
"My hair is actually navy blue, not neon because freaky," she said and the class laughed, "The answer is a few years ago something happened and I wanted a change."
Another kid raised their hand.
"How old are you?"
"I am twenty four."
"Aren't you a little too young to be a teacher?"
"Actually, I'm just your art teacher. We have art every Tuesday and since your real teacher Mrs. Levi is sick I am subbing."
"Oh," the children sang and she smiled
Later in the day
The two Winchesters walked into the diner. They sat down at one of the booths and soon a waitress handed them menus.
"What would you like?" asked woman
"Two cokes, and two cheeseburgers," Dean said, "Also do you know anything about Hannah Messer?"
"Oh, I knew her she always came here with her friend. What was her name? Oh yeah, Hailey George," she said
The two guys looked at each other. Dean sighed. "So much for avoiding her," he thought
"Do you know where she lives?" asked Sam
"Who's asking?" the waitress asked
"FBI," said Dean flashing one of his many fake IDs, "We are investigating the missing persons."
"Oh, she lives up by Grimes hill," she said
"Thanks," he said and she walked off with their order
After they finished their meal they headed out to find where Grimes hill was. When they drove up the street they saw a couple of houses.
"Well, at least there aren't a lot of houses," said Dean and pulled into one of the spaces
"Yep, let's start knocking," said Sam and climbed out of the car
They knocked at the first door and a little girl that couldn't have been more than ten opened the door. She looked up at the two men with hazel eyes which were hidden behind long bangs.
"Can I help you?" she asked
"Um yeah is Hailey George here?" asked Dean
"Yeah, Mom it's for you!" she yelled and Hailey walked up behind her
Hailey's eyes grew wide. Dean looked confused at her.
"Reece can you give us a moment?" she asked the girl
"Fine Mom, have fun!" Reece yelled as she walked into a room
Hailey shook her head and turned back to the two guys standing in the doorway.
"What do you want?" she asked
"We just want to ask a few questions," said Sam
She sighed and nodded. She opened the door and sat on the couch. Dean closed the door behind him and sat down next to Sam across from Hailey.
"We heard about Hannah. Do you know what's going on?" asked Dean
"I killed it Dean," she answered
"Oh, well Sam lets go," he said and got up
"Why don't you guys stay here tonight?" Hailey asked
"You serious?" asked Sam
"Yeah, I have a guestroom and a pull out bed"
"Cool but will your husband or something mind?" asked Dean
"I don't have a husband. It's just me and Reece."
"Ok, thanks," said Sam and looked at Dean
Dean nodded and said, "I'll go get our bags,"
Sam nodded and Dean walked out the door.
"Let me show you to the guest room. Dean can have the couch," said Hailey and started to walk down the hallway
Sam smiled and followed after her. Dean opened the door and walked in. He started down the hallway and saw Sam sitting on a bed.
"Here Sammy," he said and threw his bag to Sam
"Thanks, you're sleeping on the couch," he said
"I thought so," Dean said shaking his head and walked out of the room
An hour later Hailey came into the living room to find Dean sitting on the couch and watching tv. She put the sheets on the couch next to him and put her hands in her pockets. He looked over at her.
"Do you need anything else?" she asked
"No, I'm fine," he said and stood up.
When he did she flinched. He noticed it and frowned. She looked down at her feet. He reached over to get the blankets and she flinched again backing up. He took her chin in his hand and faced her to look at him. Her body tensed and he took his hand back.
"I'm not going to hurt you," he said quietly to her
"I, I'm going to take a shower. If you need anything ask Reece," she said stuttering and walked away
He sighed and set up the bed. Reece walked into the doorway of the guestroom. Sam looked at her from his position on the bed.
"You need anything?" she asked
"No, thanks," he said and when she still stood there he asked, "Do you need anything?"
She was hesitant at first then asked, "How do you know my mom and why does she seem afraid of that other guy?"
"Well, we were hoping your mom could help with a case," he started choosing his words carefully, "She is an old friend. She isn't afraid of Dean."
"So, you helped my mom with a hunt," she said, "But I'm sure she is afraid of this guy Dean."
Sam shrugged. She rolled her eyes and walked away from the door. She walked into the kitchen and saw Dean lying in the couch bed watching tv. She turned on the faucet and put a glass under the stream of water. Dean turned to see her in the kitchen.
"Hi," he said
"Hi," she said quietly and drank her water
He frowned. "Did Hailey tell her what had happened? No, she wouldn't tell her that," he thought and looked away
Reece came out of the kitchen. She started to walk down the hall but turned.
"Goodnight," she said to Dean
He looked at her and said, "Night Reece," and turned back to the tv
She walked to Sam's door and looked inside. Sam was lying in bed whimpering, tossing and turning in his sleep. Reece frowned and walked in. She shook him lightly and he sat up straight in the bed causing her to jump back. He was panting and she looked at him wide eyed.
"Nightmare?" she asked him. When he nodded she asked, "Want to talk about it?"
He smiled at how she sounded just like Dean.
"No, I'm fine," he said
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, goodnight"
"Night Sam," she said and he looked at her confused, "What? You think I don't eavesdrop?"
He smiled again and shook his head. He lied back down and she walked out of the room closing the door. She lied down on her bed and closed her eyes.
"Please stop!"
"It's only going to take a second. Shh!"
"Please, don't do this Dean!"
"I said shh!"
Reece sat up in bed sweating. She looked over at the clock. It read four am. She got out of bed and walked down the hallway. She walked into the living room. Dean woke up to the sound of feet pitter pattering on the floor. He guessed it was Sam and turned around in the bed.
"Nightmare?" he asked groggily
In the darkness he saw a small figure jump and realized that it wasn't Sam.
"Don't do that! Yeah," she said in a hushed whisper
"Sorry. Want to talk about it?" he asked when she turned on the lights
She froze and looked over at him. "What! Wait, his hair, his eyes, his words, and his smirk. Is he my?" her thoughts were interrupted
"Hello? I asked if you wanted to talk about it."
"No," she said and started to walk into the kitchen but turned to face him. She crossed her arms over her chest, "Actually yeah, I had this dream about you and my mother."
A worried look crossed his face, "What do you mean?"
"Let me see, Please stop! Refresh your memory?"
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