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Chapter 11

"Hello…dad?"

I heard Sam answer the phone and from the moment I heard my dad's name I was instantly awake. I grabbed the phone away from Sam and got out of bed so he couldn't take it back.

"Daddy?"

"Yeah little girl it's me," he answered, the sound of his voice was like heaven to me.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine."

"We've been looking for you everywhere. We didn't know where you were or if you were ok. Last I knew you were headed out for some job."

"Baby I'm fine, how are you and your brothers?"

"We're fine, daddy where are you?"

"I can't tell you that."

"You're after it aren't you…the thing that killed mom?"

"Yeah it's a demon and I'm finally closing in on it."

"Let us help."

"I can't, you three can't be any part of it. You need to stop looking for me it's not safe, that's an order do you hear me?"

"Yes sir."

"Give the phone to Dean and remember no matter what you will always be my little girl, I love you."

"Love you too," I whispered and handed the phone to Dean who had woken up at some point during the commotion.

"Dad it's me where are you?...yes sir…yeah I got a pen…what are the names?"

As soon as Dean hung up the arguing started.

"Leah you ever take the phone away from me again I swear I'll…" Sam started.

"You'll what?" I asked taking a step closer to him.

"I'll make you wish you hadn't."

"Great come back Sam, I'm really scared now."

"I had a right to talk to him too, what did he say to you?" Sam asked deciding to not get into it.

"He found the thing that killed mom, it's a demon," I answered softly.

"A demon? Is he sure? Well then we need to go help him," Sam exclaimed.

"We can't," I said sitting down on the end of Dean's bed.

"Why the hell not?" Sam yelled.

"Because he gave a direct order not too!" I yelled back.

"And because he gave us a job to do," Dean added.

"Where to?" I asked getting up and packing my things which didn't take long since I never really unpacked.

"Burkitsville, Indiana."

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"Alright so the names dad gave us are all couples?" Sam asked as he drove us down the highway.

"Three different couples, all went missing," Dean answered.

"And they are all from different towns…different states?" Sam asked.

"Yeah one's from Washington, one from New York, one from Colorado. Each couple took a road trip cross country none of them arrived at their destination and none of them were ever heard from again," Dean answered.

"It's a big country Dean they could have disappeared anywhere," Sam disputed.

"Could've but each ones route took them through the same part of Indiana, always the second week of April one year after another after another," Dean said.

"This is the second week of April," I stated.

"Yup," Dean replied.

"So dad is sending us to Indiana to go hunting for something before another couple vanishes?" Sam asked.

"You ask that like it's a bad thing," I said.

Sam pulled the car over to the side of the road and put it in park.

"What are you doing?" Dean asked.

"We're not going to Indiana," Sam stated.

"We're not?" I asked.

"No we're going to California, dad called from a payphone with a Sacramento area code," Sam answered.

"Sam…" Dean started.

"We're not going," I finished.

"Leah if this demon killed mom and Jess and dad is closing in we need to be there we need to help," Sam said.

"Dad doesn't want our help," I replied.

"I don't care!" Sam yelled.

"He's given us an order!" I yelled back.

"I. don't. care." Sam said again.

"Sam dad is asking us to work jobs to save lives that's important," Dean tried.

"I understand believe me I understand but I'm talking one week here to get answers, to get revenge."

"Sam I know how you feel…" I started until was cut off by Sam.

"Do you? How old were you when mom died? Jess died six months ago. How the hell would you know how I feel?"

"Dad said to stay away we stay away," I said in a very monotone voice.

"I don't understand the blind faith you have in the man, I mean you don't even question him," Sam said shaking his head.

"It's called being a good daughter," I yelled.

Instead of answering Sam got out of the car and opened the trunk, Dean and I followed.

"You are a selfish bastard you know that? You just do whatever you want, don't care what anyone thinks," I seethed as Sam threw his duffle over his shoulder.

"That's what you really think?" Sam asked.

"That's what I know, you're the one that hates me so much, I'm apparently the one that's so pathetic remember?"

"Guys get back in the car," Dean instructed.

"No this selfish bastard is going to California," Sam said and started to walk down the side of the highway.

"Come on you're not serious," Dean called after him.

"I am serious," Sam answered not turning around.

"We're taking off and will leave your ass here," I yelled.

"That's what I want you to do,&rdqnger seat and slamming the door behind me.

"Goodbye Sam," I heard Dean say before getting in the driver's seat and driving away.

"Looks like it's just you and me again," Dean said after a few minutes.

I nodded, turned the music up and stared out the window trying to get control of my anger towards Sam for leaving…again.

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"Look I know you're upset with Sam and rightfully so but you need to get your head in the game," Dean said as we pulled into town, "Maybe give him a call if that will help but I need your head one hundred percent in the game especially when you're still limping around."

I sighed, pulled out my phone and dialed Sam's number but hung up before he could answer it.

"He didn't answer?" Dean asked as he saw me shut my phone.

"Didn't give him the chance too," I answered as I got out of the car.

Dean was right my knee wasn't good; I wore the brace at all times and took pain killers when he wasn't looking so he didn't know exactly how much it hurt. Dean offered me his arm to hold onto as we walked towards a man sitting outside a café.

"I can still walk you know," I said refusing to let him help me.

I could see him roll his eyes and walk closer than normal to me just in case, I couldn't help but smile.

"Let me guess…Scotty?" I asked the man sitting underneath a sign saying 'Scotty's café'.

"Yep."

"Hi my name is John Bonham," Dean introduced himself.

"Isn't that the drummer from Led Zeppelin?" Scotty asked. I had to admit I was impressed.

"Wow, good, classic rock fan," Dean laughed.

"What can I do for you John?"

"We were wondering if you have seen these people by any chance," Dean asked as he handed him a missing persons' flyers for one of the couples.

"Nope, who are they?"

"Friends of ours, they went missing about a year ago. They passed through somewhere near here and we already asked around Scottsburg and Salem," I answered.

"Sorry we don't get many strangers around here," Scotty said quickly as he handed the flyers back to Dean.

"Thanks anyways," I smiled.

We tried the general store in town next since it had a gas station attached to it.

"You sure they didn't stop for gas or something?" Dean asked the couple that ran the store.

"Nope don't remember them, you said they were friends of yours?" the man said handing the flyers back.

"That's right," Dean answered.

"Did the guy have a tattoo?" a young girl asked as she carried some boxes out of the back room.

"Yes he did," I answered, it was the first thing I had noticed.

"Do you remember they were just married?" the girl asked the owners.

"You're right they did stop for gas, weren't here for more than 10 minutes," the man answered.

"Do you remember anything else?" Dean asked.

"I told them how to get back to the interstate and they left town," the man answered.

"Could you point us in the same direction?" I asked.

The man gave us directions and we were on our way.

"Doesn't it seem like everyone is trying to cover up something?" I asked once we were back in the car.

"Definitely but I can't put my finger on what."

We drove down the road that connected us to the highway keeping an eye out for anything unusual when we started hearing a beeping sound.

"What the hell?" Dean asked.

"No way," I answered as I reached into the backseat and pulled out the EMF reader, showing him that it was picking up something.

Dean pulled the car over in front of an apple orchard.

"Let's go check it out," I said getting out of the car.

I had no idea what to even be looking for but I figured something had to stand out when Dean pointed out a creepy looking scarecrow with a large hook in one of his hands.

"Well that's definitely not the scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz," I said staring closely at it.

"Yeah cause where are the Tin man and Cowardly Lion," Dean said and I gave him a look, "What? You used to make me watch that movie every time it was on TV."

"Hey look creepy scarecrow has a tattoo," I said pointing to his arm.

Dean grabbed a nearby ladder so he could take a closer look, comparing it to the one the guy had on the flyer.

"It's the same one."

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We drove back to town to try and get more information. Dean pulled up to the gas station attached to the general store where the young girl from before was outside.

"You're back," she smiled at us as we got out of the car.

"Never left," I said.

"Still looking for your friends?"

"Yeah, you mind filling her up there Emily?" Dean asked and she nodded.

"How'd you know her name?" I whispered to Dean.

"Necklace," he whispered back before turning his attention back to her, "So did you grow up here?"

"I came here when I was thirteen, I lost my parents in a car accident, my aunt and uncle took me in."

"Are they nice people?" I asked.

"Everybody's nice here."

"So what it's the perfect little town?" Dean questioned.

"You know it's the boonies but I love it, I mean the towns around us people are losing their homes, their farms but here it's almost like we're blessed."

"Hey have you been out to the orchard, seen that scarecrow?" I asked.

"Yeah it creeps me out."

"Whose is it?" I asked again.

"I don't know it's just always been there," she shrugged.

"That your aunt and uncles?" Dean asked motioning to car next to the garage.

"Customer, they had some car troubles."

"It's not a couple is it, guy and a girl?" Dean asked.

"Mmhmm," she nodded.

I shared a look with Dean before asking if she knew where they were, she looked confused on why we would care but pointed us in the direction of the café.

"Hey Scotty," Dean smiled as we entered the small café, "Can I get a coffee, black?"

"And a coffee with four sugars," I added as we sat at a table right next to the couple.

"How you doing, just passing through?" Dean asked as Scotty was behind the counter pouring our coffees.

"Road trip," the woman answered.

"Yeah us too," I said.

"I'm sure these people want to eat in peace," Scotty said as he re-filled their drinks.

"Just a little friendly conversation," Dean said.

"Oh and our coffees please," I said as he walked away.

"So what brings you to town?" Dean asked the couple.

"We just stopped for gas and the guy at the gas station saved our lives," the woman answered.

"How so?" I asked.

"Yeah one of our brake lines were leaking, we had no idea, he's fixing it for us," the man answered.

"How long until you are up and running?" Dean asked.

"Sundown," the man answered.

"To fix a break line?" I asked, granted I didn't know as much about cars as Dean but I knew enough, "Look my brother knows a thing or two about cars I'm sure he could have you up and running within the hour or so and wouldn't even charge you."

"You know thanks a lot but I think we would rather have a mechanic do it," the woman answered.

"It's just that these roads aren't real safe at night," I tried again.

"I'm sorry," the woman said as if she didn't hear me correctly.

"I know it sounds strange but you might be in danger," Dean said speaking up.

"We're trying to eat ok?" the man said.

"You know my brother could give you this puppy dog look and you would just buy right into it," Dean said shaking his head.

I kicked Dean under the table when I saw a cop walk in.

"Thanks for coming sheriff," Scotty said walking over to greet him.

"I would like a word please," the sheriff said coming over to our table.

"Come on I'm having a bad day already," Dean said.

"You don't want to make it worse," the sheriff said looking between the both of us.

"We didn't do anything!" I protested as we were escorted to our car.

The sheriff followed us all the way to the town boarder before turning around.

"Now what?" I asked.

"We wait until nightfall and go back to that orchard," Dean answered.

I curled up in the front seat with Dean's jacket draped over me and dozed off until nightfall. Dean woke me up as the sunset and we went back to the orchard seeing the couple's car broken down on the side of the road. We grabbed our shot guns and ran into the field of course I was more jogging because of my knee but I wasn't going to let Dean go by himself. Only after a few minutes we saw the couple running towards us with the scarecrow right behind them.

"Get back to your car," Dean instructed as we each took turns shooting the scarecrow.

"This isn't going as planned," I yelled to Dean as the shots weren't even slowing him down.

"Keep running," Dean pleaded taking my hand and pulling me along with him.

When we got back to the Impala the scarecrow was no where to be seen.

"What the hell was that?" the man questioned trying to catch his breath.

"Don't ask," I answered leaning against the car.

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"The scarecrow climbed off its cross?" Sam asked on the other end of the phone.

"Yeah Burkitsville, Indiana fun town," I answered, I was still mad as hell that he left but was happy to hear his voice and know he is alright.

"It didn't kill the couple, did it?"

"No, we can work a job without you," I joked and silently added, doesn't mean we want to.

"So something must be animating it, a spirit."

"No it's more than a spirit it's a God, a Pagan God anyway."

"What makes you say that?"

"The annual cycle of its killings and the fact that the victims are always a man and a woman like some kind of fertility right and you should see the locals the way they treated this couple, fattening them up like a Christmas turkey."

"The last meal, giving it sacrificial victims."

"Yeah we're thinking some ritual sacrifice to appease some Pagan God."

"So the God possess the scarecrow…"

"And the scarecrow takes its sacrifice and for another year the crops won't wilt and disease won't spread."

"You know which God you are dealing with?"

"Nope, not yet."

"Well you figure out what it is, you can figure out a way to kill it."

"I know Sam," I sighed and added, "We are on our way to a local community college, we have an appointment with a professor. You know since we can't just make you do all the research."

"You know if you are hinting you need my help just ask."

"I'm not hinting anything. Actually…I want you to know…I mean don't think…" I tried and Dean gave me a small smile from the driver's seat.

"Yeah I'm sorry too."

"You were right; you've got to do your own thing, live your own life."

"You serious?"

"You've always known what you want and you go after it. You stand up to dad, you always have, hell I wish I…anyways I'm proud of you Sammy."

"I don't even know what to say."

"Say you will take care of yourself."

"I will."

"Call me when you find dad."

"Bye freckles."

I hung the phone up and closed my eyes trying to will the tears not to fall.

"What was all that about?" Dean asked.

"We said goodbye," I answered before he pulled me over to him and I let the tears fall freely.

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"It's not everyday I get a research question about Pagan ideology," the professor said as we followed him down a long hallway towards his office.

"Call it a hobby," I said shrugging my shoulders.

"But you said you were interested in local lore?"

"Yes sir," Dean answered.

"I'm afraid Indiana isn't really known for its Pagan worship."

"What if it was imported you know like the pilgrims brought their religion over, wasn't a lot of this area settled by immigrants?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Like that town near here Burkitsville, where are their ancestors from?" I asked.

"Northern Europe I believe Scandinavian."

"What can you tell us about those Pagan Gods?" Dean asked.

"Well there are hundreds of Gods and Goddesses."

"We're actually looking for one, might live in an orchard," I said as we finally made it to his office.

He took a large old book off the shelf and placed it on the desk flipping through its pages.

"A woods God, lets see," he said.

"Wait, what's that one?" Dean asked pointing to a picture that closely resembled our scarecrow.

"That's not a woods God per say."

"May I?" I asked and began reading with Dean looking over my shoulder, "The Vanir were Norse Gods of protection and prosperity keeping the local settlements safe from harm. The villages built effigies of the Vanir in their fields other villages practiced human sacrifice, one male and one female."

"Kind of looks like a scarecrow, huh?" Dean asked the professor.

"I suppose."

"This particular Vanir, its energy sprung from a sacred tree," I read on.

"Pagans believed all sorts of things were infused with magic."

"So what would happen if the sacred tree was torched, you think it would kill the God?" Dean asked.

"Son, these are just legends we are discussing."

"Of course, thank you very much," I said shaking the professor's hand.

Dean went to open the office door and was immediately knocked out by the butt of the sheriff's rifle.

"Dean!" I screamed before being hit over the head myself by the professor.

I woke up in what looked like a storm cellar.

"You alright?" Dean asked as I sat myself up.

"Peachy, you?"

"I'll live."

"We've got to get out here," I said standing up and trying to open the door.

"Don't you think I tried that already," Dean exclaimed.

"Then we'll call for help," I said taking out my cell phone only to see I had no service.

"No service," Dean stated.

"I don't understand how they can do this; I mean do they not realize we are brother and sister!"

"I don't think it matters as long as it's one male and one female."

"So what do we do sit here and wait for the scarecrow to make us its next victims?"

Just as I asked my question the storm cellar doors opened with Scotty, the couple from the general store and the sheriff all pointing guns at us.

"It's time," the woman said.

They took us into the orchard tying Dean to one tree and me to another; far enough away that we couldn't reach each other but close enough to still be able to see one another.

"Don't you dare hurt her!" Dean hollered.

"We aren't going to do anything to either or you," the woman smiled.

"No you just let some scarecrow do it for you," I spat.

"Try to understand we don't have a choice," the woman said.

"There's always a choice you dumb bitch!" I screamed and tried to get my hands free but it was no use.

"The town needs to be saved, the good of the many out weighs the good of the one," the man said as he tightened my ropes and they all left.

"So what's the plan?" I yelled over to Dean.

"I'm working on it," he answered.

We sat there for hours as the sun set and night fell.

"You don't have a plan do you," I sighed.

"I'm working on it," he replied with less enthusiasm, "Can you see the scarecrow? Is he moving yet?"

I moved as much as I could, "I can't see."

Then came the rustling of leaves from behind my tree.

"Oh God," I whispered and tightly closed my eyes.

"Leah?...Dean?"

"Sam?!" I yelled in excitement as he came over to start untying me from the tree, "I take everything back I ever said, I'm so happy to see you."

"How did you get here?" Dean asked.

"I uhh…stole a car," he answered freeing my hands and then went to work on Dean's.

"That's my boy," Dean beamed.

"I knew you had it in you," I added.

"Keep an eye on that scarecrow he could come alive any minute," Dean said as Sam finished the last of the knots.

"Dean…he's off his cross," I said with a shaky voice.

"Come on we need to get out of here we will come back for the tree in the morning," Dean said as we started to run towards the road.

That was until we came face to face with the couple from the general store.

"This way," Dean said turning us around only to notice we were surrounded by the towns people and they all had guns on us.

Sam and Dean instinctively put themselves on either side of me, Dean standing in front and Sam behind me.

"Please let us go," I begged.

"It will be over quickly I promise," the man from the general store said.

"Please…" I tried.

"You have to let him take you…" the man started before a large hook appeared through his chest.

I couldn't help but scream and Dean hid my face against his chest. The town's people all ran as the scarecrow took the man and his wife from the general store.

"Come on let's go," Dean said as we took off running towards the road again.

"Dean, no I can't run anymore," I cried bracing myself on a tree.

Sam came over pulled me onto his back and kept running until we made it to the road.

"Thanks Sammy," I sniffled in his ear.

The next morning we made our way through the orchard, this time I gladly accepted Dean's arm, while we located tree. Once we did Dean poured gas over it before lighting it on fire, all three of us stood there in silence as we watched it burn.

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"Can you do a job without getting knocked out?" Sam teased me.

"Shut up," I answered as I took a couple pain killers.

"You two should be kissing my ass, you were totally screwed."

"I had a plan, we would have gotten out," Dean argued.

"Yeah sure," Sam scoffed.

"So can I drop you off somewhere?" Dean asked as we pulled out of town.

"No I think you're stuck with me."

"What made you change your mind?" I asked as I rested my chin on the seat between them.

"I didn't I still want to find dad and you're still a pain in the ass," Sam said looking over to me, "but Jess and mom are both gone, dad is God knows where, so the three of us is all that's left. So if we are going to see this through we are going to do it together."

"Hold me Sam that was beautiful," Dean joked pretending to wipe a tear away.

"Shut up," I said hitting Dean upside the head before leaning forward and kissing Sam on the cheek.

"So you two finally getting along again?" Dean asked.

"For the next 500 miles."