Carry On My Wayward Son

Chapter 3- Pretty Girls

The story is set after the season finale. John will send Dean and Sam back out to find a way to destroy the demon. They will face many challenges along the way including one that may tear the brothers apart.

I DON'T own Sam, Dean, John, or the Impala. I DO own all of the OCs in this story.

The brothers made their way to the junkyard where the impala was taken. Dean spotted it a few feet away. "Oh! beautiful." He hugged the impala. "Why would they do this to you?" Sam bit his lower lip. He moved to look at the trunk. It was miraculously untouched.

"Dean, look." He pointed to the trunk.

"Devil's Trap," Dean said "My poor baby. I love you." He said placing a kiss on his car. Sam managed to get the trunk open. He looked inside to see in their supplies where there. Everything was as if they hadn't had an accident at all.

"Our stuff is still here." Sam informed Dean. Dean looked at the trunk.

"The Colt!" He said opening the door of his car to find the gun but it was no where to be found. "Damn it!" He cursed.

Sam leaned against the damaged vehicle. "What are we going to do now?" He asked.

"Well, I'm going to call Bobby and see if he can fix up the Impala while we make a trip down to Hope, TX with this stuff. We didn't always have that gun and we did fine without it." Dean started to grab stuff from the trunk.

"We need a ride Dean, how are we going to get to Texas if we don't have a ride? You don't expect Bobby to drive us all the way there do you?" Sam asked.

"No, Sammy Boy. We hitch-hike." Dean said handing Sam a duffel bag. "Now help me!"

"Hitch-hike?" Sam questioned.

"Yep. Who knows how long it's going to take for Bobby to get here and fix my baby up. Dad wants us to talk to this Foster guy now." Dean said dialing Bobby's number. After explaining there current situation and giving Bobby both the junk yard and the hospital location Dean said good-bye to his father's old friend. "Good. He'll fix the impala and he'll check on dad everyonce and a while. Let's go Sam." Dean said leading his younger brother out of the junk yard.

They walked in the sun for what seemed like hours. Cars passed by frequently but no one would pick them up. "This is useless." Sam said as another car passed them by.

"It wouldn't be useless if you were a hot chick! Why did you have to be a guy? If you were a girl we wouldn't have this problem." Dean said grumpily.

"Gee, Sorry I'm a guy!" Sammy yelled. Dean was about to argue with him when a car pulled up. A pretty blonde girl pulled up.

"You guys need a ride?" She asked.

"Yes!" Dean said moving to the car.

"Wait," Sam pulled him back. Dean looked at him. "We don't know her."

"Where are you going?" Dean asked her.

"Depends, where are you guys going?" She asked.

"Mexico" He answered just incase she wasn't trustworthy.

"I'm going to Texas, I'll take you that far." She said with a smiled.

"Okay." Dean said getting in the passenger's seat. Sam shook his head but got in the back anyway. She started the car and they began their journey. The car was neat and that was something that made Dean uneasy. There was nothing, no water bottles, no jacket, no air freshener, nothing. "So, you normally pick up hitch-hikers?" He asked. He was beginning to regret getting in the car. She smiled and said 'No'. He wondered why she was so calm; she had just picked up two strange hitchhikers. The more he looked at her the more he noticed she reminded him of someone, Meg. "Actually, we're going to get out now. Can you pull over?" Dean asked. He noticed that the road they were now on was pretty secluded. There were no cars in front of them or behind them.

"Why?" She asked. "I thought you had to get to Mexico?" Her eyes weren't on the road anymore they were looking directly at Dean. She had her foot on the gas.

"Pull over." Dean repeated. Dean and Sam watched as her eyes turned black.

"Damn it!" Sam yelled. Dean took his shot. He grabbed the steering wheel and turned it to the left as far as he could. He felt her nail dig into his arm. Everything happened so fast. They hit something. The glass broke. Dean opened his eyes before he even realized he had closed them. He saw that the girl's head was cut in two by the glass. He felt sick.

"Sammy?" He called. "Sam?"

"I'm okay. I think." Sam said from the back. He opened his door and got out. He helped Dean open his door, which was stuck. "I'll pull, you push." He said. They managed to get Dean out. "I told you that girl was crazy." Sam said.

"Yeah, well, we all mess up sometimes. Remember, you thought Meg was an okay chick back in the day." He got the bag out and started walking back to where they came from.

"Where are you going?" Sam asked. Dean turned around.

"No one drives by here Sammy. We're in the middle of no-where. We have to go back. If this car wasn't ruined I'd take it but it's trashed." He kept walking and Sam had no choice but to follow.

They walked about 30 minutes when they finally saw a car. Dean called for them to stop but they didn't. He cursed loudly and they kept walking. About 40 minutes after that they saw another car. This time Dean was ready. He stood out in the middle of the road so they would stop.

"Dean! Are you crazy?" Sam yelled. He saw as the car was driving towards them. "Dean!" He screamed as he pushed his brother out of the way. Dean fell to the floor and Sam heard the brakes on the car screech. The car stopped about two inches from Sammy. He was in shock. If the driver had stopped a second later he'd be a goner.

"Sam?" Dean said rushing to his brother. He noticed the license plate on the car. TEXAS. A girl with brown hair got out of the driver's seat.

"Are you okay? What the hell is wrong with you people?" She yelled.

"What's wrong with us? You almost ran over my brother!" Dean yelled back.

"Well, he was standing in the middle of the road! It's dark, I couldn't see him!" She answered. She was tall and very pretty. In fact she was one of the prettiest girls Dean had ever seen, if not the prettiest.

"Sam?" He said again looking at his brother. "You okay?" Sam managed to nod. The girl threw her hands in the air.

"Okay, get out of my way." She said opening the door to her car.

"Hey wait!" Dean said grabbing her arm. She panicked as he touched her and punched him. Dean grabbed his nose.

"You punched me!" He yelled. He still had a grip on her arm.

"Let me go you psycho!" She said as she continued hitting him.

"Wait! Please!" Sam said walking to her. "We're not going to hurt you. We got into a car accident and we have to get home." She stopped hitting Dean and looked at Sam. He didn't look like the kind of guy who lied. She looked back at Dean as he let go of her; he still held his nose with one hand. It looked like the punch she gave him really hurt.

"Where is home?" She asked. Sam smiled.

"Texas." He said. If anyone would take them all the way to Texas it was her.

"Texas?" She repeated. Sam nodded. She looked back at Dean. "Sorry about the nose." She said.

"It doesn't hurt." He lied.

"I can't take you. Sorry." She said opening her car door again. Dean closed it from behind her. She turned to look at him.

"You almost killed my brother and you punched me in the nose. You owe us." He said grumpily.

"I don't owe you anything." She replied. "Besides, you are both obviously crazy. Especially you!" She said.

"Please!" Sam pleaded. "We just need to get to Texas. You're our only hope. Please."

"How do I know I can trust you?" She asked.

"You don't." Dean replied. "Let's go Sammy." He said grabbing the bag from the floor.

"Dean!" Sam called after him. He looked at the girl and then went after his brother. The girl got in her car and drove away. "Dean!" Sammy called again. "She was our only chance!"

"The last girl who gave us a ride was a demon! And that chick is just as crazy!" Dean yelled.

"Why because she wasn't into you?" Sam yelled back. Dean shook his head. "She wasn't a demon."

"How do you know!" Dean said.

"If she was she would have run me over. She didn't. She could have killed me, but she didn't." Sam answered.

"Well, she's gone now." Dean said as rain started falling. "Great! This is just my day isn't it!" The rain got bad and quickly. There was nothing to protect them, no shelter for miles. They saw some lights drive towards them. Dean smiled. "Yes!" He watched the car as it drove to them, he wasn't sure what kind of car it was he just saw the lights, the rain muffled everything else. The car slowed down in front of them. All he could hear was the music that was playing in the car. Blue Oyster Cult's "Burin' For You." This guy's has good taste in music Dean thought; of course he would help them out. Dean's jaw dropped as he looked into the car. It was the pretty brown haired girl from before.

"Are you going to stand in the rain or get in?" She asked. Sam smiled and got in the passenger's seat. Dean didn't move, he just stared at her as she stared back. He finally gave up and got in. "Try not to get my stuff wet back there." She said as she turned the car around and the headed back on the road.

AN:Hi. It's been a really long time since I've updated. Sorry about that. :(
I didn't really like the car crash part but it had to be done. Trust me.