Chapter 7

Dean was driving around aimlessly. He was trying to wrap his head around what had just happened. Sam knew that he still loved Ivy, Dean was certain of that, but yet he had made a move on her himself. How could he do that to him? Then there was Ivy, he had sensed when they had been alone earlier that she still had feelings for him but then he walked in on her with his little brother?

Dean was pulled from his thoughts when he came across an abandoned red, '65 convertible Mustang. He felt his heart leap, it was Ivy's. He knew something had to be wrong, there was no way that she would have just left her car, she loved that thing as much as he loved his Impala. He pulled the Impala to a stop behind the Mustang and got out. The top was down so as he walked up along the driver side he had a clear view of the interior. What he saw made his heart race. The usually crisp, white leather seat was splattered with red spots the same color as the exterior, only this wasn't paint, it was blood, Ivy's blood.

Back at the motel, Sam was trying Ivy's cell phone for the tenth time, and for the tenth time it had gone to voicemail.

'This is Ivy, I'm not available right now, leave a message and I'll call you back.'

Just as he was getting ready to try it again, his cell rang. He looked at the display and saw it was Dean.

"Dean, I..." he started

"Not now Sam, we have a problem." came Dean's voice on the other end. "Ivy's missing."

"She's not missing Dean, she left, I found a note." said Sam.

"Listen Sam, I just found her Mustang. There's blood all over the front seat and she's nowhere to be found." said Dean.

His heart fell into his stomach.

"Where are you?" asked Sam

"About 10 miles north of the motel, I'm coming to get you." Dean said and hung up the phone.

Sam's head was spinning. Ivy was in trouble, they had to find her.

'Where am I?' Ivy thought as she woke in the darkness, lifting her head up from being slouched against her shoulder. As her eyes adjusted she realized she was in an abandoned house. Her head was pounding and she could feel the crusting from the blood that had trickled down her face. She tried to reach up to feel the sore spot on her head but soon realized that her hands were tied to the arms of the chair she was sitting in.

"Dammit!" she said aloud.

Just then a figure stepped out of the shadows. It was a woman with long black hair dressed in jeans and a black shirt with a pair of black boots.

"Hello Ivy, I'm so glad you could join us today." said the woman.

"Kate." said Ivy.

"So, you do know who I am?" said Kate.

"What do you want?" asked Ivy, knowing full well that she had just become bait for the brothers.

"You know what I want. I want the Winchesters, and you are going to lead them straight to me." said Kate.

"They're not stupid Kate. They will know it's a trap, they won't come." said Ivy.

"Oh, we'll see about that. They both love you, and love can make a man do crazy things." said Kate.

The drive back to Ivy's car was silent, neither brother knew what to say. When they reached the car, Sam got out and walked up to it. He gasped at the site of the blood covered seat. He turned to Dean who had walked up beside him.

"We have to find her Dean." he said.

"We will. I think I know where she is." Dean said.

Sam was pretty sure Dean was thinking what he was.

"Kate. She took her as bait for us." he said.

"Yeah, I think so." Dean said.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" asked Sam, and he headed back to the Impala.

"Wait a minute Sam. She's going to be expecting us, we can't just waltz in there and grab Ivy. We need a plan, and a good one." said Dean.

"So we're just going to leave Ivy to endure whatever Kate has planned for her?" Sam asked

"Ivy can handle herself Sam, and we aren't going to leave her for long. If we go in there without a plan, we will get caught and killed ourselves, then what good will we be to her?" Dean said.

Sam sighed. "Okay, okay, you're right."

"Let's get back to the motel and get to work." Dean said.

"Dean." Sam said.

"Yeah?" Dean said

" I...I'm sorry." he said.

"We'll talk about this later Sam, right now we need to focus on getting Ivy back." Dean said and opened the door to the Impala and got in. Sam followed and they drove back to the motel with the same silence between them that was there during the drive to Ivy's car.