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Previously skipped: Asylum…
In a motel room…
The Winchesters were all asleep in a motel room after having finished another job. Dean had a bed to himself as Angel and Sam bunked with each other this time. Angel's cell phone rang shrilly as it sat on the nightstand between the two beds, but it didn't wake her or Dean up. It did however, wake Sam up.
"Angel…" Sam grumbled, "Angel, that's yours."
He rolled his eyes when his sister sleepily put her pillow over her head.
Leaning over her, he picked it up instead, "Hello?"
"Sam, is that you?"
"Dad?" Sam instantly sat up in bed at John's voice, "Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine."
"We've been looking for you everywhere. We didn't know where you were, if you were okay."
"Sammy, I'm all right. What about you, Angie and Dean?"
Angel groaned from the bed, Sams talking having woke her up, "Shut up, Sam. Go outside or something."
"We're fine." Sam ignored her, "Dad, where are you?"
At that Angel instantly sat up, "Dad?"
"Sorry, kiddo, I can't tell you that."
"What?" Sam scoffed, "Why not?"
Dean also woke up, sitting up as he looked between them, "What's going on?"
Angel looked to him quickly, "He's talking to dad…" She turned back to Sam, "What's happening?"
"Look, I know this is hard for you to understand. You're just gonna have to trust me on this."
"You're after it, aren't you?" Sam's eyes widened as realization came to him, "The thing that killed Mom."
"Yeah… It's a demon, Sam."
"A demon?" Sam repeated in shock, "You know for sure?"
"A demon?" Deans brows scrunched together as Angel watched Sam closely, "What's he saying?"
"I do. Listen, Sammy, I, uh… I also know what happened to your girlfriend. I'm so sorry. I would've done anything to protect you from that."
Desperation filled Sam, "You know where it is?"
"Yeah, I think I'm finally closing in on it."
Sam tensed, "Let us help."
"You can't. You can't be any part of it."
Sam scoffed, "Why not?"
Angel reached over, "Sam, give me the phone."
"Listen, Sammy, that's why I'm calling. You, your sister and your brother, you gotta stop looking for me. Alright, now, I need you to write down these names."
"Names?" Sam shook his head, "What names, Dad- talk to me, tell me what's going on."
"Look, we don't have time for this. This is bigger than you think, they're everywhere. Even us talking right now, it's not safe."
"No. Alright?" Sam dismissed with conviction, "No way."
"I have given you an order, young man. Now, you stop following me, and you do your job. You understand me? Now, take down these names."
At Sam's stiff posture, Angel grabbed the phone from him quickly, "Dad, it's me. Where are you? What's going on?"
"Look Angel, I'm giving you three an order okay? Stop looking for me, stop following me, just do the job. Do you understand me?"
Her jaw tensed, "Yes, sir."
"Okay, good. Now get a pen and paper because I've got three names I need you guys to check into."
"Okay…" Ignoring Sam's glare and Dean's curious eye, she turned and got the hotel pen and pad that was sitting on the nightstand, "I'm ready. What are their names?"
Later on in the Impala…
Sam drove as Dean sat passenger and Angel in the back.
Angel leaned to the front as Sam spoke, "Alright, so, the names Dad gave us, they're all couples?
"Three different couples." Dean nodded as he read something with his flashlight, "All went missing."
"And they're all from different towns? Different states?"
"That's right. You got Washington, New York, 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."
"Well, it's a big country, guys." Irritation slipped into his voice, "They could've disappeared anywhere."
"Yeah, could've." Angel looked to him, "But each one's route took them to the same part of Indiana. Always in the second week of April. One year after another after another."
"This is the second week of April."
Dean nodded, "Yep."
"So, Dad is sending us to Indiana to go hunting for something before another couple vanishes?"
"Yeah." Angel nodded, "Said he was being proactive."
"Can you imagine putting together a pattern like this?" Dean motioned, "All the different obits Dad had to go through? The man's a master."
Sam looked annoyed and promptly pulled the car over to the side of the road before turning it off.
Angel eyed him, "Uh, what are you doing?"
"We're not going to Indiana."
Deans brow raised, "We're not?"
"No. We're going to California." Sam looked to them, "Dad called from a payphone. Sacramento area code."
Now Angels irritation was building, "Sam, we're not going to Califo-"
"If this demon killed Mom and Jess, and Dad's closing in, we've gotta be there." Sam quickly interrupted, getting loud, "We've gotta help."
Dean eyed him, "Dad doesn't want our help."
"Well, I don't care."
"He's given us an order."
"I don't care." Sam's voice became even firmer, "We don't always have to do what he says."
"Sam." Angel quipped looking at him with dismissal, "All Dad's asking from us is that we work these jobs to save lives because it's important. These people need our help."
"Alright, I understand that, believe me, I understand. But I'm talking one week here, guys, to get answers. To get revenge."
"Look…" Dean tried to reign them in, "We both know how you feel Sam-"
"Do you?" Dean and Angel both stare at him in shock at his tone, "How old were you two when Mom died? Six and four? Jess died six months ago. How the hell would you two know how I feel?"
"Are you serious right now, Sam?" Hurt crossed Angel's face at his words but she squelched it, "You know what? Dad said it wasn't safe for any of us if we ran off to find him. Obviously he knows something that we don't and he's trying to keep us safe. So, if he says to stay away, we stay away."
"I don't understand the blind faith you two have in the man!" Sam yelled back, "I mean, it's like you don't even question him."
Dean angered, "Yeah, it's called being a good kid!"
Sam angrily got out of the car followed by Dean and Angel. He went to the trunk and started unloading his things as Dean ripped into him.
"You're a selfish bastard, you know that? You just do whatever you want. Don't care what anybody thinks."
Sam scoffed as he turned around angrily, "That's what you really think?"
"Yes, it is!"
Angel pushed Dean back a little, "Alright that's enough-"
Sam angrily put on his backpack before he started stomping away, "Well, then this selfish bastard is going to California!"
"Sam!" Angel called after him, "You're not serious right now. It's the middle of the night!"
"I am serious."
Dean instantly angered again, "Hey, we're taking off and I will leave your ass, you hear me?"
Sam stopped and quickly swung around, "That's what I want you to do."
The three of them stared at each other for a few seconds, waiting for someone to break. But the silence that stretched only seemed to piss Dean off even more.
Dean slammed the trunk of the impala closed, "Goodbye, Sam." As he walked to the drivers side he made eye contact with a defeated Angel, "Lets go, Ang. Get in the car."
She turned her eyes to her little brother, "Please just get in the car, Sam."
"You always side with him! Always!" Sam yelled, "I mean, you used to have my back when we were younger but now it's like you dont give a crap about how I feel!"
"Sam, that's not true. You know that's not true." She shook her head, "I'm just doing what I've always done. What i think is the right thing to do. Running off to California isn't the right thing, Sam. Working these jobs is."
"Yeah because Dad said too and you and Dean follow everything he says like good little soldiers no questions asked." Sam bit back, missing the hurt that crossed Angel's face, "I think the right thing to do is to go and kill that thing that ruined our entire lives, and I know you feel that way too Angel. I know it. So just… come with me."
"I'm sorry, Sam but…" She shook her head, "I cant."
Hurt crossed his face but he quickly turned from her and walked away, breaking her heart.