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"Bobby? Bobby?" Sam repeated as he watched the older man before him staring blankly into the air.

"Uh yeah, sorry Sam, what's up?" he asked, straightening his always present trucker cap that was planted on his head.

"Where did you go just now? You were talking about Sophie and then went quiet." Sam moved closer to the man that had become a father figure to him and sat down in front of him.

"I uh…was just thinking about the night she…..well the night she made the deal."

Sam shifted in his chair and leaned forward, his hands now clasped together. "What can you tell me about the night and the deal?" His mind was working overtime on trying to figure out more on this woman, and why she inevitably showed up on Bobby's doorstep on that ironic night.

"Well like I said I had known her awhile, saved her from a shifter and all. That's when she seemed to become interested in the job. She wasn't so much a hunter, but a researcher. She would track these signs and omens and put together these incredible charts it was amazing, a real asset to those she worked with."

Sam listened as Bobby opened up about the mystery woman, looking every so often to the still closed door. "So she was kinda like a female Ash?"

"For the most part, minus the Roadhouse, and mullet. The night she made the deal was the last I heard from her until…."

"Until you heard the deal came due?"

"Yeah. I was so angry at her, said things I shouldn't have and she took off until….until now."

"What was the deal Bobby?"

Bobby's gaze shifted down to his oil stained jeans, his darkened fingernails scraping at one of the murky circles on his thigh.

"She did it….to bring someone back…..but it backfired on her."

Sam's head tilted sideways as long creases formed on his forehead.

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"I was in this truck stop bathroom and all of a sudden this loud pitch began to buzz in my ears. I thought maybe it was just the overhead light that was flickering; you know how those bulbs can make weird noises sometimes?"

Dean absently shook his head as he leaned back against the kitchen counter, his hands behind him where his fingers gripped tightly against the cold surface.

"Then everything began to shake and the sound was so forceful, I tried to get away from it but it just made it…."

"Worse?" Dean finally chimed it, remembering back to when he was on the floor of the handy mart with sheared glass all over him.

"Yeah."

"This is….this is just weird, even for my taste. I just don't understand why….why us? Why were we pulled out of the hot pit downstairs and brought back?"

"I don't know Dean; someone must have thought we tangoed enough down there."

"Yeah, but who? Who would pull us out? Two people who made deals with demons at a crossroad, deadly deals? Speaking of, what was your 'wish' so to speak?"

"It was just like yours…..but there was a bit of a glitch in mine."

Dean's eyebrows furrowed inward as he looked at her. "Ok, so you know about my deal for Sammy how did yours go haywire?"

She was just about to tell him about what went wrong when there was a knock at the kitchen door.