Chapter Three

I really did trust Bobby but things were getting too sketchy. How come I didn't put it all together before? That guy was the only other person I had a conversation with that may or may not be hunting the same thing as me. I met Bobby two years before I met him. And now I might be hunting with his son, who is the only person I know for a fact that is with me on this. I had a headache thinking about it. My Aunt Julie had trained me in everything she knows. She's the only person in my family that also knows about the supernatural. Living this life is hard and I made that choice when I set out to kill Yellow Eyes. Why am I not focused? When I got back to the motel Dean was waiting for up.

"Listen Sam…" he started.

"Don't. We need to talk…for real." The look on Dean's face was in agreement.

"Alright, what do you want to talk about?" he sat down at the table and I sat across from him.

"How do you know about Yellow Eyes?" the look on his face frowned.

"I thought we weren't going to get into detail about ourselves." It was more of a statement rather than a question. I sighed and really looked at him this time.

"Yellow Eyes killed my parents. I've been tracking him down since I turned eighteen and I've been trained to hunt since I was eight years old. I never met anyone else who was after him and the other children who survived don't know about him. And I know that for a fact because I tracked them all down. They're all living normal lives at least they were up till a few months ago where they started going missing. One by one. And then I meet you who seem to know almost as much as I do. How is that we haven't met before?" I was determined to get the truth. Dean couldn't even look at me. He stared down at the table and pursed his lips together for a moment before talking.

"Yellow Eyes killed my brother and my mother. My father has been after him my whole life, while hunting down other supernatural things. I grew up travelling a lot and hunting as well. About two years ago my father disappeared. When he finally called me up telling me where he was, he said he was on his trail and something happened. He said he lost the trail and moved on to other things until we also realized the surviving children were missing. We have no idea where they're going or if it's even Yellow Eyes taking them. Then Bobby calls me up one day and says he has a few leads on other hunts. Then you called. It's a mystery to me just as it is for you. I never knew anyone else who was looking for him except my father. It's been twenty two years since they died. And every second since then my father has been looking for him." I stared Dean down but his eyes wouldn't even budge from mine. I knew he was telling the truth. "I want this just as much as you Sam."

"I believe you." I responded. He gave me this halfhearted smile.

"I don't know what's going to happen next. It's either our move or his."

"Hopefully ours." I said kind of excited. "Bobby called me while I was out. He says Lawrence, Kansas is our next stop. Maybe our calling is there." I said having hope for the first time in a long time. But Dean's face didn't have the excitement mine had. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Are you sure he said that?" I could tell he was hoping I was wrong.

"Yes I'm sure. What's in Lawrence?" I questioned. Dean got up from the table and began pacing in the small space we did have.

"It might be it." He said getting excited now. "I mean it all makes sense. Of course, I don't know why but it does." He was really confusing me now. His face got all serious and then excited again. "My father probably gave him the call. That's why we are probably going there."

"Why? Because your father is there?" my throat dropped in my stomach.

"Yes. Well probably. He's been calling me more often which he never does unless something is up." He answered going through his phone. He called somebody but they didn't pick up. "It's probably too late now. We should get some sleep. Lawrence is a long drive from here." He took his shoes off and laid down on the bed closest to the door. A good night's rest couldn't kill me now but I had so much excitement going on in my head. Hopefully in Lawrence we will get our answers.

*
Dean was on the phone for what seemed like hours but it was probably only twenty minutes. I sat nervously in his Impala trying to think of what I was going to say to his Dad. Maybe he wouldn't recognize me. Why am I nervous again? I failed my sister so bad. I wanted to call her and tell her I missed her but she was probably busy working or taking care of the kids. Her husband Cal didn't like me too much anyways. Probably would tell her to hurry up they had a plane to catch to take the kids to Disney World or something. I don't know. I wonder if Dean would still be a hunter if his brother didn't die. The children weren't supposed to die. That wasn't Yellow Eyes plan or else I wouldn't be here either. It was gloomy out and Dean kept pacing back and forth in front of the car, glancing up at me every few minutes. He was probably talking about me or just being friendly…I had to admit Dean was really attractive. He had this leather jacket that made him look so badass and whenever his voice got loud it was all deep and rusty. I've caught myself a few times staring at him but hey, I'm still a woman! But I've also seen him stare at me a few times too. This was strictly business. No monkeying around. I took in a deep sigh and then Dean tapped on my window.

"Let's go." He said. I got out and followed him around town.

"Where are we going?" I asked a little annoyed. We were power walking around town and running into people.

"Just keep up." He said. We entered this little bistro that wasn't very busy. That's odd. These places are usually always busy with wifi and stuff. In the corner was the man I met two years ago. He got up and gave Dean a hug.

"It's good to see you son." He said and looked over at me. He knew he had met me before but acted like he didn't. "You must be Sam?" he said extending his hand. "Dean and Bobby have told me a great deal about you. I'm John." I shook his hand and looked over at Dean. What was he telling him?

"Nice to meet you." I smiled. Dean looked away quickly and sat down across from his father at the booth. I pushed in next to him.

"So, now what?" Dean asked his father.

"There's a rumor going around about the missing children." He started. We all leaned in closer to each other so no one else could hear. "They got powers of some sort."

"Powers? Like power rangers?" Dean joked.

"No. Like mind readers and psychics and mind control. Yellow Eyes has something planned for them." John said looking at me specifically. I pulled back from ear shot to let them discuss this.

"Are you sure? That doesn't make sense. Why give them these 'powers'. Wouldn't we know if someone had mind control?"

"No. They wouldn't want anyone else to know. We're going to have to track down them down again except this time they're missing." John pointed out.

"Not all of them." I spoke up. John gave me this curious look. "I'm one of them. And there are still others who haven't gone missing yet. Maybe they didn't receive their gift yet." John was really staring at me now. Maybe he really didn't recognize me. Or maybe he was putting it all together. Dean was looking back and forth between us.

"Am I missing something?" he chimed.

"No" John and I said at the same time.

"Dean and I can track down some of the people that haven't gone missing yet and try to get them to go elsewhere."

"There's not enough time. Another three people vanished this past week while you two were hunting some shape shifter and ancient Indian burial grounds." I looked over at Dean who must've been telling him what we've doing these past weeks, which means he's been talking to him longer than I thought. "By the way Dean, don't get into anymore mischief. The last thing you need is the law on your ass."

"Yes sir." Dean responded. 'Yes sir?' I thought. Somebody is whipped.

"I found some work for you two. In the mean time I might have found something that can kill Yellow Eyes."

"What is it?" I asked first.

"A long time ago a man named Samuel Colt made a gun that can kill any supernatural being. It's still out there. I'm going to find it." My heart leapt into my throat.

"I want to go with you." I said.

"What?" Dean asked surprised.

"What? This is it Dean. This is everything we could imagine. This can finally end. Let us help you." I said looking from Dean to John.

"No. There is other work that needs to be done. It's too risky for the both of you. Besides, it could take me weeks to a year or longer." He was trying to make me change my mind but it wasn't going to work.

I looked over at Dean who was looking at me like I was mad.

"Where to?" Dean asked without question.

"Burkitsville, Indiana. I'll have Bobby send you the files." John said as he got up from the booth. He threw a twenty down on the table.

"That's it? We came all this way for you to tell us something that could've been said over the phone?" I said getting up. Dean tried to grab my arm but I pulled away. "Did we fail John?" John looked at me in shock but then his face softened.

"No. We are close Sam. We are so close I can smell his blood in the air. I won't let us fail." And with that he walked out of the bistro. I stood there a little stunned by his words. 'I won't let us fail.' Does that mean he knew we were on the same trail this whole time? He should have told me.

"What the hell was that?" Dean asked all out of the loop.

"Nothing, it just all makes sense now." I said.

"What does?"

"Exactly." I said. He looked disappointed. We started heading back to the car.

"Well, I'll call Bobby so he can send us the file." He said. I rolled my eyes.

"Of course you will." I muttered to myself.

"Well, I was thinking…if you wanted to. I could nap and you could drive." I perked up and looked over at him like he was insane.

"You have been saying since we left Bobby's that you're the only one who drives 'your baby'." I teased. "Now you want me to drive it?"

"I know. I'm starting to trust you Sam. Like my dad said, it might be a year for us travelling together and I'd rather have company…your company and you driving could really help out." He looked so sincere. I tilted my head a little bit.

"Are you saying that you enjoy having me around Mr. Winchester?" I teased some more. The look on his face was priceless. I gave him a huge smile.

"Well, yeah. Miss…I don't even know your last name." he said dumbfounded.

"It's Grey. Samantha Grey."

"Well Miss. Samantha Grey, I am entrusting you to drive my car without any putting any marks on it." He said handing me his keys.

"I won't. Besides it's mostly highway, what am I going to hit?" I countered.

"You never know. A person, deer, werewolves." We chuckled. We got in the car and I started the engine.

"I really appreciate this Dean. This is showing how much you trust me and maybe I didn't have that same commitment towards you. But I'm glad to know we're partners in this. Hunting with you so far has been pretty cool, considering I never hunted with anyone else before. At least not for this long. I enjoy your company." I couldn't believe I was speaking from my heart. I really did enjoy having Dean around. He gave me this real genuine smile.

"That means a lot Sam. I'm glad we could…share our feelings." He said sarcastically.

"Me too." I smiled back. Now to Burkitsville.