LOOK another chapter whoot! OH and BTW thanks to all who wished me fun on the trip. I did :) Road trips help so much with writers block. Anywho lets get this going: Dean and Amy. Song by Foreigner Hot blooded. And other song by Rogue wave called eyes.Yes i know I had it in here already but my editor (sister) wanted it in here again lol. Also I keep forgetting most of these places I've never been to so um If I got something wrong sorry. No offense to anyone. Again sorry for taking forever my notebook fell apart and I don't number pages so I have to figure out what pages go where. Heheh :)

We arrived in the junkyard in one piece. Amy pulled into the front gates slowly then stopped. We got off the bike, and walked past a tall pile of totaled cars stacked upon each other. I thought maybe mine was a cube of steel. God I hope not.

As we walked a man in his mid 30s came around another pile of junk.

"What can I help you with?" the man asked, as he approached us.

"I'm here to pick up my car." I said.

"Are you the one with the Impala?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"That was some nasty crash you got into. Any how its over here." he replied smiling. As I followed him he continued. "your a lucky guy. Couldn't let a car like that go to waste. So a few of the guys fixed it all up for ya."

We stopped, and I came up next to the guy, we stood there looking at the Impala. The whole time I was thinking maybe they had found the fake I.D. Cards. But he didn't say anything and I was grateful. As for my car it looked brand new.

Walking to it quickly I gave it a quick once over. The protection mark Sam had made on the trunk was gone, a fresh coat of black paint had been applied all over my baby. Thank god they didn't find anything I thought.

The guy yelled to me and tossed the keys. Catching them in mid air I popped the trunk open and check the secret compartment. All weapons were there, and the colt. Thank you I thought.

Slamming the trunk door I went to the drivers side, ready to drive it out.

" 'scuse me but there is a fee."

"Of course there is." I grumbled then spun to face him.

"How much?"

"350. For leaving the dang thing here so long.

Do I even have that much? I though. Fishing out my wallet I counted the cash. 197. Great.

"This is all I have. Can we haggle?" I said smiling, hoping the scam would work.

"This only pays for a little more than half." he replied totally ignoring the scam.

"Then this should cover the rest." Amy said coming up from behind me.

She gave the man a wad of money.

"350." the guy said. "The car's all yours."

"Thanks."I said softly, getting into my car.

Amy walked past the Impala and up towards the front gates. I started the car and drove up slowly next to her.

"Hey, thanks for what you did back there." I said. "I'll pay you back, I promise."

"You gonna pay me back with counterfeit money?" she asked arriving at her bike.

"What? No!" I said placing my hand over my heart., "You know, I am shocked that you would think that. Just cause a guy uses fake Ids and credit cards, doesn't mean he's a bad person."

"Wow." she said, slipping on her helmet. "You are so full of crap."

She got on her bike and started the engine.

"Doesn't mean I don't appreciate the gesture!" I yelled as she sped off through the gates.

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Come on! I thought impatiently waiting for the stop light to turn green. The rumble of the Impala was loud in my ears as Dean pulled up behind me. His windows must have been down because loud music was blaring from the classic car. It sounded like Foreigner.

Well, Im hot blooded, check it and see
I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
Im hot blooded, Im hot blooded

Looking in my side mirrors, he suddenly starts banging his head. What the hell? Is he okay? I thought. Quickly looking at the light, I saw that it had turned green. I sped off, Dean on my heels. Looking in my mirrors again I saw Dean hitting the steering wheel as if they were drums. His mouth was moving and I realized he was singing.

You don't have to read my mind, to know what I have in mind
Honey you oughta know
Now you move so fine, let me lay it on the line
I wanna know what you're doin after the show

Oh my god I thought, watching the road again, I have the King of Mullet Rock behind me! So thats how he got into the accident in the first place I thought, how amusing. Well Julia will be please to know his taste in music I thought laughing and pulling into the hospitals spacious parking lot.

Turing off the motorcycle off and leaping off I strode to the Impala, which was still on.. I stood next to the drivers window, but Dean was facing away from the window and looked to be on the phone. A minute later he closed the phone and turned to me. Flashing me a toothy smile he rolled down the window.

"They are in a café down he street." he said, before I could reply he turned on the music again and it blared loudly out the window. Baning his head slightly and smiling.

Im hot blooded, hot blooded!

Don't hurt yourself, I thought walking back to the Kawasaki Ninja 650 motorcycle. Slipping onto the bike I turned it on and with a roar followed Dean out onto the street. I kept following him until he stopped in front of a café about three blocks away from the hospital. At an outside table I could see John, Sam and Julia sitting close together.

Slowing the bike down and parking it, I jumped off my bike and at the same time taking the helmet off. Walking towards the café Dean slide up next to me. What does he want I thought.

"Are you gonna tell them what happened?" he asked.

"You mean me seeing, you dance in your car?" I asked, smiling, "Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me."

"No," he said grabbing my shoulder and standing in front of me so I couldn't walk by. His green eyes pierced mine, demanding answers. "I meant about the vision."

"What do you think cowboy?" I hissed, I didn't want to be a part of this thing. Whatever they were doing. Deans features hardened.

He glared at me, trying to break me but I just glared back. Dean was the first to look away as we felt eyes on us. He had his head turned to look back behind him and I followed his gaze. Julia was staring at us while John and Sam ignored us. She better not be thinking I like him I thought. We walked over to the table, both of us still angry at each other.

"Okay! Everything is ready, lets go!" Dean said clapping his hands.

John, Sam and Julia all got up and started walking past me towards the car. Julia thought, stopped beside me.

"You okay?" she asked, a look of worry on her face.

I felt the guilt sink in, part of me wanted to tell her about the vision the other part wanted to stay quiet and not get involved. I opened my mouth to say something but Dean shouted;

"You guys comin'?"

Julia started walking to the car but stopped. Turning to face me she watched me silently, as if debating.

"Your not coming are you?"

"I don't want to get involved Julia, you know that."

She nodded slightly, my gaze flickered past her shoulder where John was talking to his sons. He looked angry and I faintly wondered why. Julia blocked my vision as she walked over and gave me a hug.

"Miss you. Thank you for everything." she whispered. "I understand."

Pulling away, Julia wouldn't face me and I wondered if she was crying. A lot of people had left her in her life, was she thinking I was leaving her? She stepped sideways as John came forward.

"Sorry to hear your not coming." he said

"Yeah.." I said quietly, giving him a half smile.

"Do you think you can help us one more time?" he asked.

"With what?" I asked dreading the answer.

"We don't know where to start looking for the demon, and we were wondering if you could track it for us."

"I'm not like my mother." I replied coldly, it came off harsher than it was meant to but I did not want to open that door again.

"I'm not saying you are, but if you could point us in the right direction we would be grateful." John said.

God, I do not want to do this, I thought closing my eyes. Fear making my heart beat faster.

"Please Amy."

My heart skipped a beat and I relaxed slightly. Opening my eyes, Sam was standing next to his father.

"Just show us where to go and we won't ask you to do anything else." Sam said, a soft look in his eyes. His voice slightly pleading.

"You don't have any of the materials." I began.

"I'm sure we can find something in the trunk." Dean cut in, looking annoyed.

Damn I thought, sighing I said "Alright. Lets see what you got."

Following Dean to the Impala, he popped open the trunk and its secret compartment.

"Do you have a crystal?" I asked.

"What, like a crystal ball?" he grumbled.

"No," I snapped back annoyed. " A small crystal on a chain."

"A necklace?"

"No you idiot," I said shoving him aside "a belt!"

Shooting me a look of annoyance he fixed his jacket grumbling to himself. He thought of something to call me and I shot him a look of anger. Rolling his eyes he backed farther away. Searching the trunk I couldn't find anything. Aggravated even more I stood up, why can't i go home! I thought. A flash of something caught my eye. Looking at Dean I got an idea. When he realized I was staring at him he raised an eyebrow at me.

"Give me your necklace." I demanded.

He clutched it briefly before slipping it off and handing it to me. It was slightly heavy but it should work I thought, barely glancing at it. It was like a blob of metal to me. No importance. Sam handed me a map and I spread it out on the closed trunk.

"Cross your fingers." I mumbled.

Slowly it began to swing in a circle over the map and I prayed nothing was going to find me. Mumbling what I needed to find I waited. Almost immediately the necklace stopped. At Lake Providence, Louisiana.

I frowned, that was almost to easy. But I had the feeling this was the right place. I felt cold all of a sudden. Was it a trap? It didn't feel right. Before voicing my concern Sam put his hand on my shoulder and said;

"Thank you it means a lot." he smiled faintly and I forgot what I was going to say.

Missed the last train home.
Birds pass by to tell me that I'm not alone

Julia snapped me out of my daze saying, "Thanks, I know you didn't want to do this, that you might have attracted the attention of something."

Overpushing myslef.
Finish this part.
Hand on the wall.
Wanting my Miss.

Pretending it didn't bother me, I shrugged my shoulders. Her voice was pleading as she continued; "Please stay on the main roads just in case." If I could I'd let whatever came through find me.

It's in your eyes
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes

She walked away and the others nodded their heads at me. I realized those last words Julia hadn't voiced them aloud rather thought them. Julia turned back and gave me a half smile before opening the back door of the Impala. I was surprised that she had thought that. Standing there I watched them leave and felt a sense of dread settle upon me.

Have you seen this film?
It reminds me walking through what I have missed.

Overwashing my hands.
Touch my skin.
Land on the ground.
Wanting my Miss.

It's in your eyes
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes