--Sam--
Ellen looked at Evelyn's hand while Bobby looked at Dean's. I sat and watched as they both looked over their hands, carefully removing any other glass shards with tweezers to prevent any other damage.
"I'm sorry Dean. I swear I didn't notice there was a hole in the towel. I would have never done that if I knew it was there." Evelyn said, a hint of sadness hovered in her voice. Dean looked up at her.
"Don't worry about it." he said and quickly looked down back at his hand. Evelyn turned her head away and a blush crept up her neck. I could tell she was embarrassed and Dean was not helping any.
"Well, you two have any diseases the other two should know about?" Ellen said, wiping away the remaining blood on Evelyn's bandaged hand.
"Unless you count being demon food in about 8 months, I'd say no." Dean said.
"Demon food?"
"Long story."
"Right."
"What about you?" I asked. I noticed a slight flickering in her eyes. She stared me down, trying to make it seem like she wasn't lying, but I could tell something was amiss.
"I'm fine. I had to get my blood routinely checked each year and I just had it done before I came here." she said, gingerly holding her hand in the other.
"Good to know. Come on Dean, let's go to bed. It's late." I said. Dean looked up from his bandaged hand and gave me a long hard stare. "Let's just go. I bet Ellen has some stuff for us to do in the morning." Dean hesitated before finally getting up and following me out of the room. When we were alone in the bedroom, Dean sitting on his bed while I threw out some clothes on mine, I could hear him muttering to himself.
"It's not right."
"What's the matter Dean?" I said while pulling out a pair of pajama pants.
"Do you get the feeling that something is wrong. That there is something that Evelyn isn't telling us?" he said, absent mindedly rubbing the edge of his bandage.
"No I don't Dean."
"Come on Sam. I saw the way you looked at her when you asked if anything was wrong. You know something is up." he said, drawing out his own bag from underneath his bed. I struggled with what to say. I knew there was something she wasn't telling us, but I knew there was a reason.
"Yeah I think she isn't telling us something. But just let it go. She'll tell us eventually." I said, climbing underneath the warm comforter Ellen provided for us.
"Whatever dude. I'll find out what it is. No woman can resist my charms." he said. I paused and laughed.
"That's funny Dean."
"What? I can't help it that I'm Mr. Irresistible. Every woman I've encountered wants me."
"Okay, then what about the preacher's daughter, and Sarah. And don't forget about Madison."
"Those were flukes. Something in their DNA. But underneath, they wanted me."
"You just keep telling yourself that Dean." I said. I shut off the light next to my bed and settled into sleep. But the thought of Evelyn's secret kept racing through my mind. I'm pretty sure Dean was thinking the same thing.
-Dean-
I was running, running as hard as I could. I could hear myself panting and I could see my breath in front of me. It was cold outside, cold enough that I could feel the shivers down my spine rage through the rest of my body. I looked over my shoulder and there was a man, holding a bloody knife, coming after me. I continued to run, my chest heaving and pain burning in my legs. Losing my balance, I fell and I fell hard. My body slammed to the ground, my arm curling underneath me. I could feel the snap as the bone broke underneath my weight. Before I could get up the man was standing over me. All I could make out was the devilish grin he wore.
"Bye bye." the man said before plunging the knife into me. I screamed as my body writhed in agony.
"Dean?" I heard Sam's voice say. I opened my eyes and there I was, safe in bed. My sheets were wet with sweat and were clinging to my body. I could feel my fists clinched on the sheets and I let loose before sitting up. Sam was sitting on his bed against the wall, papers surrounding his feet with various chicken scratch all over them.
"Yeah?" I asked before rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.
"Bad dream?"
"What gave you that idea?"
"Uh, by the fact your covered in sweat, you were clinching the sheets, tossing and turning, and oh yeah, you screamed."
"It's just a nightmare Sam. Everyone gets them."
"Not you."
"Sam I'm only human. Sometimes I get bad dreams every now and then. What are you doing?"
"Well your snoring woke me up early so I am just doing a little research…….on Evelyn."
"Oh yeah? What'd you find out?"
"That she is a teacher at a high school in Illinois. She skipped grades and graduated early. That's why she's a teacher so young. Uh, her mother is Ash's dad's second wife and they are still married. They live somewhere in Oklahoma."
"Quaint family. All right, dude, let's kick start this morning." I said and threw off the covers.