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Dean couldn't reach his key with Dorian in his arms. She was already fast asleep, which didn't shock him. The first time she had used her energy blast it had been the same thing because she didn't know how to control it. He kicked on the motel door. Dorian flinched in his arms, but didn't wake up.

A moment later a groggy Sam opened the door. He took in the bruise forming on Dean's face and the unconscious Dorian in his arms. Both were enough to send him from groggy to fully alert. "What the hell happened?" He moved aside so that Dean could carry in Dorian. "Is she all right?"

"She's fine," Dean said, carrying her over to the bed. He laid her down, pulled her shoes off and covered her with the blanket. "Thanks for asking about me by the way."

"Hey, you're walking," Sam pointed out. "She's not."

They went over to the other side of the room so they wouldn't wake Dorian. "Yeah, well somethings up. We went for a walk and three guys in a van jumped out and tried to grab her. Not us, just her."

"How did you guys get away?" He asked.

Dean smirked. "Dorian's energy blast. That's why she's passed out. One of the guys went to hit her and she threw out her hand to block him.

"And out comes the energy blast," Sam nodded. "So do you think this was random?"

Dean shrugged. "Could be, but somehow I doubt it. I mean it's three o'clock in the morning. There's not that many people wandering out at this time on a Tuesday night."

Sam nodded. "Okay, so lets say that it was directed towards Dorian. Who wants her and why?"

"That's the million dollar question," Dean said. "But whoever they are, they knew where we were, which probably means that they're watching us here."

"Then we need to find a new place to stay," He replied. "She's not safe here."

Dean looked over at the girl sleeping on the bed. "Okay, we'll get a new motel. We'll move out in the morning. If someone's tailing us it'll be easier to spot them during the day than at night."

Sam agreed. They decided that someone should keep watch, so they took shifts in two hour increments.

Sam was reading a book on demonology. It was seven o'clock in the morning. So far no one had come and tried to break the door down, but he had a gun sitting in his lap just in case. The bed squeaked. He looked over his shoulder and saw Dorian sitting up in bed. She had her legs drawn up to her chest and her arms wrapped around her knees. She was staring at Sam.

He smiled at her. "Hey, how are you feeling?"

She shrugged. "Fine, I guess. I don't feel drained anymore."

"That's good," Sam said. He put the book and the gun on table. Dorian caught a glimpse of it and said, "Is that in case those people come back?"

He nodded and walked over to her. He sat down on the edge of the bed. "Yeah, we've been keeping watch. We're going to switch motels this morning when Dean wakes up. They obviously know where we're staying."

"Who were they?" She asked nervously. "How do they know where we are, and what do they want?" The words rolled off her tongue in rapid succession. "Do they want me because I'm a witch?"

"I don't know," Sam told her. "We'll investigate and see what we can find out, but the first thing we have to do is move someplace safe."

"What you guys told me," She said. "Everything you said, it's true. I'm a witch." She shivered.

Sam nodded. "Yeah, you are, but it's not a bad thing. You, and me, and Dean, we help people."

Dorian rested her chin on her knees. "It's still, mind blowing I guess. I mean it's not every day you see a bright blue light come out of your hand." She raised an eyebrow. "Or is it? Do I do that all the time?"

Sam shrugged. "Usually when we're on a hunt, but you're a lot more controlled."

"Good to know," She nodded. She threw the blankets back and jumped out of bed. "I'm going to take a shower."

A half an hour later Dorian came out of the bathroom. Dean and Sam were putting their things together. "We're leaving now?" She asked, drying her hair with the towel.

"Yup," Dean answered, not missing a beat. He stuffed some more clothes into the bag. "We're going to get you someplace safe and then we're going to do some digging."

"About what happened last night?" She asked. She plopped down on the bed and watched the brothers scurrying around like worker ants at a picnic. They were quick and thorough, not even leaving a crumb behind.

"Yeah," Sam said, zipping up his bag. "We need to find out if it was premeditated or just some random attack."

Dorian leaned back on her elbows. "Okay, and how exactly are you going to do that? Unless they attack again do you really have anything to go on?"

"Well not yet," Dean said sitting next to her. "But we know where to start looking."

Dorian raised an eyebrow. "Uh huh and where exactly is that?"

"Recent kidnappings," He continued. "See if anyone in the area has gone missing recently and if they have, see what, if anything they have in common with you."

"Okay, but I really don't think that witchcraft or bright blue lights coming out of their hand is going to be part of their profile," She said facetiously. "At least not anything the cops have in their paperwork."

Sam smirked. "Yeah, but we're not going through the police."

"If their have been kidnappings of people with supernatural abilities," Dean added, "The police probably have yet to make the connection."

"Uh huh and you guys think you can do better?"

Dean gave Dorian his award winning smile. "Absolutely."

Dorian smiled in spite of herself, and rolled her eyes. "You're way to cocky you know that?"

Dean brought a hand to his chest. "Now that hurts. I am not cocky."

"Sure you aren't and I've suddenly regained my memory."

Sam laughed. "As amusing as this is, we really need to get out of here. We need to find some place safe for Dorian and then we need to get to work."

"Yeah, speaking of which, I was going through Dad's journal on my watch," Dean said, standing up. He held out a hand to Dorian. She took it and jumped up. "I completely forgot that Jonus lives not far from here. It would be better if Dorian stayed there."

"That's not a bad idea," Sam agreed. "Plus he might know if there's been anything unusual going on around here."

"Uh," Dorian raised her hand. "Question, who's Jonus?"

"Someone else who hunts things," Sam told her. "He'll keep you safe." He picked up the bag. "Let's get on the road though. The sooner we get to Jonus's the safer Dorian will be."

They scooped up their bags and walked to the door. Sam pulled it open and jumped back. A girl with long dark hair was standing in front of him. Her blue eyes were bright and sparkling and she had a smile plastered on her pretty face.

"Hi," She said chipperly. "You must be Sam, I totally could never forget you! I mean besides the fact that you saved my life, you are so totally hot! Of course you look better even now that we're not in a life or death situation, and I can take the time to appreciate you're looks and not worry about falling to my death. Anyways, is Dorian here?"

"Uh," Sam was shocked at how fast the girl had spoken. He did not know words could fly from the human mouth that fast. She hadn't even taken a breath. "Yeah." He stepped aside and the girl let herself into the motel.

"Oh my god, Dorian!" She screamed running up and hugging the her. "I know you don't remember, Brett told me all about your amnesia and that is so horrible! I mean you save mine and my brothers life and now you can't even remember who you are! I mean where's the justice in that, you should be like getting a medal or something!"

Dorian pried herself out of the girls arms. "Uh, okay, so you're Brett's sister. Do you have a name?"

She flung her hair over her shoulder. "Oh, well duh!" She laughed. "My name is Sally."

"Uh huh, well nice to meet you, Sally," Dorian said crossing her arms over her chest. "Really, but we were just on our way out, so I was just wondering if there was something you wanted?"

"Oh, yeah sorry, sometimes I can talk a lot and go off on some major tangents, and I completely forget to tell people the original reason I was talking to them. You know I used to get into so much trouble at school for that. I'm so bad..."

"Tangent," Dean yelled.

Sally blushed. "Oh, yeah. So, anyways, Brett told me how you didn't want to go out to dinner with him before." She waved her hand. "Who could blame you. I wouldn't trust my brother if I were you either."

Dorian said, "That's not why..."

"So anyways," Sally interrupted. "I really do want to thank you for saving our lives, so I thought that maybe if I came and asked you to go dinner with both of us, you might consider saying yes, since you won't be alone with my brother. We can go out, have a few beers, and relax. Sam can come to." She looked at Dean. "And you, but I don't know you're name."

"Dean," He snapped. "And thanks for the offer, but like Dorian said, we're on our way out."

Sally crossed her arms over her chest and huffed. "Dorian is an adult, she can answer for herself you know." She looked at Dorian.

Dorian sighed. "Look, Sally, I appreciate the offer, but the timing isn't all that great."

Sally took her hand. "Did Dean hurt you? Did he hit you or try and fondle you?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Dean asked, taking a step towards them.

Sally pulled Dorian behind her. "I don't like you very much. You seem to be a very mean person and who knows what you've done to an already traumatized Dorian!'

"Sally," Dorian snapped.

She turned. "Come on, I'm getting you out of here." She grabbed Dorian's hand and started pulling her towards the door.

Dorian dug her heels into the carpet and pulled away from her. "Look, I have no idea what you're problem is, but you've got the situation all wrong. Sam and Dean have done nothing but help me and look out for me!"

Sally smiled kindly. "Dorian, it's okay. You don't have to be brave anymore."

Dorian had no idea what was wrong with this girl. She looked at Sally in disgust. "Okay, you know what, you need to go!"

"But Dorian!"

"Goodbye, Sally."

Sally's face knotted up in anger. "I can see I'm no longer wanted here." She turned on her heel and walked out.

Sam slammed the door behind her and turned towards Dean and Dorian. "Anyone care to tell me what the hell just happened?"

Dorian shook her head. "I have no idea. That girl seriously had to be on something."

"Just forget about it," Dean said. "We have more important things to worry about."

TBC...

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