Chapter 3: I'll Get You Back!
Dean's POV
"Dammit, that son of a bitch! I'm gonna kill him! Sam, please tell me you have something, anything!" I begged my little brother. I paced back and forth. I felt like a big cat inside a small cage. I sat down on the edge of the bed and put my head in my hands, trying to calm myself and think. He won't kill her, he needs her. To get to me. I have twenty-two hours left to find her and get her back or I lose her forever. I snarled. That's not gonna happen. I love her and I need her. I'm going to save her, even if it means my life. I thought to myself. I stood up, and Sam looked at me. He looked hopeless.
"Don't look at me like that. We're gonna find her and save her." I said reading his face. I knew what he was thinking. A part of me was thinking it too. That we weren't going to make it in time. I fought against it and I was winning. All we had to do was stay focused.
"Do you think maybe Castiel can find her?" Sam asked, rising from the desk. "Maybe he can sense her?" he asked her. I shook my head.
"I don't know, I don't know, Sam! All I can think about is how I didn't come right back when she called. I went against my better judgement and kept up with the damn hunt! I should've been here!" I ran my hand through my hair and sighed.
"Dean, this isn't your fault. You can't protect her forever." Sam said softly.
"Sam, I'm scared. I think I went too far this time. I shouldn't have left her alone. If I don't find her, I lose her...forever. I love her and I can't lose her. What do we do?" I asked him. He looked at me with those puppy dog eyes of his.
"I don't know. But we'll figure it out. She knows how to take care of herself. She's a tough one, I'm sure she'll be fine." he said. Sam sat down at the desk. I sat on the edge of the bed and put my elbows on my knees. The fear was still there. If Alistair was doing what I think he was, she wasn't going to last long, even though he'd make sure the torture was slow and painful. Patience is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I can't lose her. I won't. I saw how Sam was after Jess, he was broken. I couldn't stay here anymore. I grabbed my jacket.
"Sam, I gotta get out there. Maybe...maybe I'll get lucky." I said, doubting it.
"I'll come with you. If you do find it, you're gonna need back up." Sam said, grabbing his own jacket and following me out the door. "Do you have a key to the room?" he asked me. When I turned around, the door was still open. I nodded and he closed the door. I climbed into the driver's seat and sat there for a second, hoping to God I got lucky. I was down to nineteen hours now. I started the car and we sped off down the road. Maybe later, I'll just drop Sam back off at the motel, and I'll keep looking. I won't give up til I find you, I promised her silently. Sam looked at me, and never looked away. He must see the fear I'm feeling. How I'm feeling reminds me of lyrics to a song:
"The walls are comin closer.
My senses fade away
I'm haunted by your shadow
I wish to feel your face
You're not here
Are you here?"
The headlights of a car brought me out of my trance. I wish she was here with me right now. All I want is to be with her right now, to take care of her, to tell her nothing will get her as I'm here to protect her. I once promised her that I'd always come for her, that I'd always be there for her. I wanna wrap my arms around her and hold on forever. I hear a scream pierce the air, but I can't tell where it came from. I pull the car over to the shoulder and turn on my hazards. I get out of the car and look around, not seeing any signs of distress anywhere. Did I imagine it? Sam was looking at me with a worried expression.
"Did you hear that scream?" I asked him ignoring the look.
"What scream? Dean, I didn't hear anything." he replied. "Get back in the car, we're not gonna find her tonight. Look, you're scared. Let's go back to the hotel and get some sleep. We'll start over in the morning and we'll start here." Sam said. I nodded, even though I was wide awake. I wanted to keep going, to keep looking. I looked around one more time, still not seeing anything. I now had seventeen hours on the clock. I had to speed this up!
We got back to the hotel and walked in the room, discouraged. I was panicking every time I thought of what Alistair might be doing to her. I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch! I swear it! We have Ruby's knife. I saw her magazine on the bed, and smiled. God, how I miss her. I can't wait to see her again, to tell her that I love her. I crawled into bed. There was no way I was gonna get to sleep. I waited til Sammy was asleep and got up. I couldn't lay there and do nothing. Sam would be fine here, he was equipped to handle anything. I left a note for him, grabbed a card key and walked out the door, making sure to close it quietly behind me. I got in the Impala and drove away to the spot we were at earlier. Fourteen hours to go.