Chapter 3- Highway To Hell
Sure enough, Dean was right, Cas was indeed waiting outside the apartment block brooding, i could like the guy if i didn't feel like he wanted to kill me. Thanks Dean. We walked quickly to a black car parked across the street, I let out a low whistle.
"This your ride?" I asked Dean, because honestly, Sam looked like the guy to own a hybrid super power saver or something.
"Yup, this is Baby, scratch her and i will hurt you." He replied grinning at me, i rolled my eyes in response, a habit i feel myself gaining. I looked down at my feet while Dean fiddled around in the boot noticing i still had his jacket on, i took it off and nudged him, holding it out. He didn't take it at first just looked down at me only in a bra he shock his head and exchanged his jacket for my bag which i then rooted through with a bit of a pink face. i tossed my bag in the boot of the car and saw Dean still looking at me, taking it all in, he smiled a little as though he was remembering something. i gave him a wink and shut the boot, that jolted him back. He turned to Sam.
"You know Sammy, i like her, maybe we can keep Candy alive." Sam let out a low chuckle,
"Always thinking outside the box, Dean." Dean then scowled at his brother and mumbled something about pie.
We had been driving for what felt like hours when i dosed off in the back seat, Deans jacket once again over me like a blanket. It didn't last long as i heard a voice next to me, i jumped and nearly hit my head on the roof with a bit of a scream that made Dean swerve the car.
"Jesus woman! Don't make me crash the car! Oh Cas," He said taking a look in the rear view mirror.
"They are not far behind Dean, we need to stop and hide for the night, pull into the motel just up here, I've taken all the measures." And with that he was gone.
"Son of a bitch," Dean muttered and slammed the car into the motel car park.
I stretched and yawned as i got out of the car, too tired to care about personal appearance and thought vaguely that i was grateful to bring my hair brush and make up. My mind was still reeling with exhaustion and i dont know why i decided to run away yet i felt safe and at peace, something i haven't felt in a long time.
"Ok Candy, you can take the bed, you look like you need it and Dean and i can take turns on a watch." Sam walked over to the counter and struck up a conversation with a fifty-something woman with dirty blonde hair about rooms, I stood in the entrance in a daze trying to complain or moan until Dean nudged me forward.
"Time to seep Princess." I followed them into the room and collapsed onto the couch in the middle.
"I'm good here." i mumbled into the hard red cushion underneath my head. Dean laughed at me and pushed my legs off so he could sit down and i moaned at him, to tired to really complain and drifted off to sleep.
Candy was asleep next to me, her legs did not look comfortable so i slowly raised them up onto my lap. Sam took the bed and i took first watch. I watched Candy sleep for a while, she looked peaceful, almost without a care in the world. i could not pin my finger on where i knew her from but i was certain i did know her, my brow furrowed in concentration and a piece of her hair flopped onto her face, i pushed it gently back still stuck in my mind of wishing why i felt this way.
I awoke early the next morning feeling refreshed, it was still early as birds were chirping outside. I felt warm and sat up, Dean was asleep next to me. He looked so comfortable with his arm resting gently on my legs in his lap. i didn't want disturb him ad was contemplating drifting of to sleep again when i heard Sam's voice from across the room.
"Morning, Coffee?" He was leaning up against the back of a chair, stretching his arms out, he pointed at the mug of coffee already sat on the table cooling.
"Thanks Sam, have you been up all night? i kinda just crashed didn't i?" I shifted Deans arm and gingerly moved towards the table and sat down next to Sam and took the coffee mug in both hands.
"No, i slept on the bed for a few hours then took over from Dean around 4 am, its barely 8 are you an early bird like me too?" He answered me but had a puzzled look on his face, like he was trying to work me out.
"You could say that." I yawned and took a sip of coffee, preparing for an interrogation.
"So Candy, whats your deal? Is that a real name or something." Sam was smiling at me and a far to familiar feeling washed over me like an aura.
"Well since you asked me so nicely, i'll tell you what i know." I paused and finished my coffee, sighing, i poured another from the still fresh jug.
"I'm 25 years old uh born in Nashville, somewhere on some date, um, i think my parents died when i was young and then my uncle died when i was 18 and that's really all i know, i cant remember anything but the past 2 years and then suddenly i can remember a bit at a time, that make sense?" I looked at Sam staring at me, i continued.
"I can tell you think i'm lying but honestly i'm not, i really can't remember a damn thing. I know i can read people almost minds but i'm not sure."
Sam relaxed his face and asked me a fatal question,
"Have we met before?" He said softly, he knew i was telling him the truth when i answered,
"I dont know." We sat in silence for a little while before i wanted some answers of my own,
"So You two been at this long? the whole hunting thing?" I smiled and looked at Sam, he was thinking but answered me relaxed.
" Yeah, since we were kids, our father brought us up after mom died to hunt monsters and things that go bump in the night, the past few years have been hard without dad, he died making a deal to save Deans life." Sam's eyes were sad, Jeez these guys had it tough just like me it was almost fated that we met and destined to live this kind of life together sad and dysfunctional.
"Deal? Like in poker?" I asked and was surprised to hear Sam and Dean laugh, He was awake and stretching, i could see his toned stomach just below his t-shirt. i didn't realize i was staring till he spoke.
"Maybe another time we'll explain that one." He stood up and walked over to us still yawning and reached over me to the jug of coffee and a feeling washed over me, so powerful that i nearly passed out. I jumped back, shocked and in need of air.
" I gotta run to the store across the street." I said pulling on Deans jacket and bolting to the door before they could protest.
I walked across the road and into the convenience store and a bell rang as i entered, approaching the counter i picked up another pie from the refrigerator.
"This one and a packet of camels please." I said to the shop clerk, smiling. That soon faded as a wave of terror crashed over me, the mans eyes were as black as Mickeys the previous night i grabbed the cigarettes and pie shoving it in Deans deep pockets and making my way to the door, not making it. My path was blocked by two large men with Demon eyes leering at me.
"Oh shit, i'm done for." i thought panicking to myself and backing towards the door and into the third man, he hissed in my ear and made my skin crawl.
"Whoa their pretty lady, Candy isn't it? The psychic rolling with the Winchesters, our boss has had his eyes on you for a long long time."
I gulped and balled one fist ready to punch and fight my way out of there, why was this always happening to me!? And since when was I a psychic? Thinking i was just about to meet my maker, i heard a familiar rustle of wings and Cas appeared in front of me quickly blasting the Demons with bright light from his palm, he grabbed my hand and i felt a tugging sensation before landing outside the motel room door and promptly puking my guts up.
"Wow, that'll take some getting used too! Thank you Cas for back there, i knew i shouldn't have gone out there by myself." I said to the Angel, wiping my mouth feeling dizzy. Cas held me up and knocked on the door.
"You're welcome Candy, i would do anything to protect Sam and Dean and anyone they value, i see your pureness in your soul and there is a connection to Dean so strong.." Before he could finish Dean opened the door topless and a bit damp, i was seeing double by this point still swaying in Cas' grip.
"What happened Cas?" He ushered us into the room and i silently took the pie out of his jacket pocket,
"I brought you pie." i managed before collapsing in his arms.