Chapter three
Levarra blinked as the interior of the impala became real, Sam had just climbed from the car walking towards the gas station for coffee. She leaned forward.
"This is insane"
Dean yelled and twisted in his seat elbow swinging back
Her palm caught the leather clad appendage and she frowned at the hunters reaction.
"Levarra what the hell" Dean sat forward eyes searching for Sam before looking at her in the rearview. "Sam could be back any second"
"No, Sam should be at college with his girlfriend and normal life" she leaned forward to hug the front seat glaring at Dean. "Not helping you find your Father who again is a goddamn fucking"
"So important you don't finish that" Dean turned meeting her glare with his own.
Her nostrils flared and she threw herself back into the bench seat.
"Just drop it Levarra, and leave before Sam sees you" he managed through his teeth as Sam exited the gas station.
She exhaled as Dean shifted in his seat, her stomach twisting into knots, "Call if you need me" her voice was soft before Dean caught the slight scent of cinnamon
He glanced at the rearview, but the woman was gone.
"Dean?"
He blinked looking over, Sam was bent looking through the impala window
"You ok?"
"Yeah" Dean cleared his throat, "Get in let's go"