Chapter 11: The Road

(Gabi's POV)

I woke up a little while later and no one was around. So I went into the kitchen to make myself some cereal.

As always I was faced with a huge dilemma… Trix, or Honey Comb. My two favorites. I put them out on the cabinet and stared at them.

"Having a hard time?" I heard Sam say from behind me. I turned around quickly and nodded.

"I'm so hungry and I can't make up my mind." I told him. He laughed and walked over to me. "Hey, why don't you pick for me and then I won't have a choice!"

"Ok deal, but you can't be in here when I do this." He said. I frowned.

"Fine, I'll be in the living room." I said and walked off. Two minutes later, he came in and handed me a bowl of Trix. I smiled.

"Thank you very much." I said and began to eat. He also had a bowl. Something was written on his face, something that bothered him.

"Hey Sam?" I asked. He turned to look at me.

"Yea?" He asked quietly.

"Are you ok?" I questioned. He sighed.

"We have to leave tomorrow." He stated. I couldn't help but feel my heart drop into my stomach. I suddenly wasn't all that hungry anymore.

I bite my lip, something I always did when I was trying to fight something back.

"Oh, I see." I replied quietly. "Are you going to come back?"

How stupid was I? That was their job. They couldn't stay in one place for very long, I knew that. But why did it hurt so bad to see them go?

Actually… why was it hurting so much to see him go.

"I hope so, but I just don't know how many more cases there are going to be after this." He said.

Then I said something, at the moment I wished I hadn't.

"Well then maybe I shouldn't be so happy that last night happened. I mean, since it isn't going to happen again then I shouldn't still be this excited should I?" I said, a little more coldly then I had wanted it to. I sat my bowl down on the coffee table and walked out.

"Gabi wait…" He said. I stopped and he came up from behind me and placed his hands softly on my shoulders.

"I'm sorry." I told him. "It's just…"

I didn't want to go on, I was to afraid to tell him the reality of the situation.

"Just what?" He asked softly. I sighed reluctantly and went on.

"It's just… I haven't felt this kind of, I don't know connection, maybe, with some one in a long time. And last night was so much fun, and I could talk to you like I have never been able to talk to anyone. I mean I knew you were going to have to leave, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon." I said, spilling my heart out.

"I know what you mean." He said. That made me relax a little. "It felt so good to just talk and be around some one who wasn't my brother or my dad, or my brother's girlfriend. I mean no matter how much I love all of them, I kind of felt on the outside."

"But I guess it doesn't matter does it? I mean unless I learned how to do what you guys do then there is no way I could come along is there?" I said sadly. I knew the answer.

"I actually don't know." He said as if it was some new revelation. "It might actually be a good idea."

I could see the wheels in his head turning. He looked away for a second then turned back to look at me.

"Come with us." He said, as plain as day.

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"Yes I'm serious, I mean more people to drive means we are all more rested. And you and Annie are both really good at getting to the bottom of things and fast, and one more person isn't going to hurt anyone. So please, just come with us." He told me. I smiled.

"Ok then, I guess I'm coming with you." I said. Then, unexpectedly, he pulled me into his arms and spun me around. I laughed. "So I guess I should pack then huh?"

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(Annie's POV)

We had to get ready to leave. I went to see my dad again and told him that we had to go. He wasn't to happy, and said that as soon as we were done he still needed to meet Dean, but he understood. So now, we were getting ready to get back on the road.

"Ok so I think that's everything." Dean said.

"Well let's go then." I said.

Dean was driving, I was in the front, and Sam and Gabi were in the back.

I was really happy Gabi was coming with us. Dean didn't really care, and Sam, well he seemed more excited then any of us.

After a couple hours, Sam and Gabi had fallen asleep in the back. It was so cute though, Sam had his arm around her waist and she was resting her head on his shoulder.

Dean had his music on low, but was still beating the steering wheel with his thumbs and humming the tunes. I looked at him and smiled. He must have noticed.

"Can't take your eyes off me huh?" He said smirking. I laughed.

"Can I ever?" I said sarcastically.

"No, but I can't blame you. If I was a girl I would check me out to." He said. I laughed harder.

"If you were a girl, I don't think humanity would be safe." I said sarcastically. "And if you were a girl, I wouldn't have the greatest guy to be in love with now would I?"

"Yea, that is true." He said nodding.

"And then you wouldn't have me and your life would be pointless wouldn't it?" I added. He smiled and grabbed my hand.

"You got that right." He said. There wasn't a console in the car, so I scooted over next to him and rested my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and kissed the top of my head.

"Hey Dean…" I started.

"Yea babe?" He replied. I hesitated before I began, but I had started it so I had to go on.

"Is this going to be our lives?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"I mean on the road all the time, not knowing where we are going or what we have to do, not having a home… and not even knowing if we are going to live to see the next day…" I said. It had been on my mind for a while. I loved doing this, and I knew that not many people did and if we stopped then really bad things could happen. But I wanted more. I wanted an actual home, not just hotels and the back seats of this car.

He sighed some. "I have been thinking about that to actually. We can't just stop what we are doing, and I don't want to, but I don't want to keep going like this either."

"Man living on this kind of edge is so over rated." I said with some sarcasm.

"Yea sometimes, but then again you can meet some pretty amazing people." He told me. I smiled.

"You're right about that." I said as I looked up at him.

This was my life, and I still loved it. But for some reason, I had a feeling that this life was becoming fragile, and was about to be ripped away from us.