"Character speaking"

'Character thinking'


As I stalked outside the apartment I cooled my face into a mask of indifference. I leaned against the wall at the top of the stairs that headed down to the main area of the apartment complex.

'It's going to be ok Sera, just say how you know they are hunters and just lie and say that you are also a hunter, easy as pie. Oh please let this be easy.' As I was thinking Sam and Dean walked out of the apartment, Sam now wearing a hoodie and jeans, and came to stand in front of me.

"What do you need to talk to us about," Sam said concern laced in his voice.

"Yeah firecracker we don't have all day," Dean said exasperated.

I turned and started walking down the stairs, so they would not be able to see my face as I spoke,"I known what you guys are." I chanced a look back to see their expression.

Sam had a look of pure shock and Dean's face was stoic, but I could see the surprise of what I just said in his eyes.

"We're just regular people what else could we be," Dean said

"Don't pull that shit with me, I may not know you, but I could definitely hear the emphasis that you put on hunting trip. And why would you not tell Jess? Why tell Jess that you need to talk to your brother outside if it's about a damn hunting trip," I said voicing the last part towards Sam. I stopped and turned to look back at the two brothers.

"You're just reading too much into one word, firecracker."

"One, don't call me firecracker and two no I am not. If I was, then Sam wouldn't have looked so shocked when I said that I knew what you guys are."

Dean shot a glare towards Sam,"then what are we?"

I sighed,"hunters."

Sam stepped forward shocked and confused,"and how do you know this?"

I took in a deep breath,'You can do this, you lied before and held many secrets, this is nothing new. This is to keep Sam safe and make sure no one kills him. If I can help in anyway I will. Also this will give me great idea of how hunters work, if they have hierarchy, and all the different equipment that they use for hunts. For the betterment of camp.'

"I am also a hunter." I said staring straight at them waiting for a response.

"How do we know you are telling the truth," Dean replied.

"Why would a civilian know any of these things," I retorted.

"We could be hunting animals for all you know, and 'civilians' know what a hunter is."

"Are you shitting me that is the most stupidest thing I have ever heard."

"Sera-,' Sam started

"No," I cut him of,"you literally just said 'how do we know you are telling the truth' why would you say that if it was just regular hunting. Also why would Sam look so shocked and you surprised when I said I know what you are." As I finished ranting Dean looked gobsmacked and Sam was just looking at me with a slight hint of sadness on his features.

"Since I am your friend and maybe even your best friend I do not appreciate you still lying to me when I can clearly see the truth in this situation." 'Hypocrite' I thought after I said that.

Sam expression fell even more and I can see more sadnesses seep through,"I'm sorry Sera, I just wanted to have a normal life. I was done being a hunter."

"It's fine Sam I don't judge you for that, I feel the same as you do. I just want the truth when I ask you and tell you point blank that I know." 'Like you're one to judge.'

Sam nodded. I gave him a small smile and turned to face his brother,"Now do you want to continue talking here or outside where it is a little more private," I said turning to go down and outside the building not letting them have the time to answer me.

'Just remember this is for Sam and camp, Sam and camp.'


I exited the building and headed towards Dean's car. When I got a closer look at the car I could fully appreciate it. Again I'm not a car person, but even I can tell that he takes really good care of the car.

I stood by it and waited for the brothers to come out. 'You're doing well Sera, just keep it up,"

The two brothers stopped in front of me.

"Sam, dad's in real trouble right now. If he's not dead already. I can feel it," Dean said facing Sam.

Sam stayed quiet.

"I can't do this alone."

"Yes you can," Sam replied.

I stayed quiet. This is between the two of them and if I jump in, it's just going to make things worse. They need to sort out their issues on their own without anyone jumping in. I will give Sam guidance if he needs it, but he must be the one to talk to Dean.

Dean looked down,"yeah, well, I don't want to."

Sam sighed and looked down thinking. He looked back up,"what was he hunting?"

Dean moved to the trunk of the car. He opened it and also opened the spare-tire compartment.

'Damn that's a fucking arsenal.' Dean propped the compartment with a shotgun. The whole compartment was filled with guns, ammo, and many other trinkets/weapons. 'So these are the different weapons that hunters use to kill the other supes.'

"All right, let's see where the hell did I put that thing," Dean said.

"So when Dad left, why didn't you go with him," Sam asked.

"I was working my own gig. This, uh, voodoo thing, down in New Orleans."

"Dad let you go on a hunting trip by yourself?"

When Sam said that Dean looked over at him,"I'm twenty-six, dude."

"Pfft." I tried to hold in the small amount of my laughter that was bursting to come out, but Dean heard it.

"Is something funny," he said.

"You're twenty-six and yet still act like a child, I commend you. Some people when they grow up lose that side, when they grow up like we do," I said trying to be nice, since I have been a little rude, but I don't he thought that as he just frowned and went back to find what he was looking for.

Dean grabbed a folder and took out some papers. "All right, here we go. So Dad was checking out this two-lane blacktop just outside of Jericho, California. About a month ago, this guy." Dean handed Sam the paper of the guy,"they found his car, but he vanished completely MIA.

I looked over Sam's shoulder to read the paper. Well I use read lightly all the words were a jumbled mess. 'Sometimes I really hate having dyslexia. I'll ask Sam about it later or translate it.'

"So maybe he was kidnapped," Sam said.

"Yeah. Well, here's another one in April," Dean said,"Another one in December 'on-nine, 'oh-three, 'ninety-eight, 'ninety-two, ten of them over the past twenty years." With each date said Dean tossing down another article. He took the article, that Sam was holding and picked up the rest of the articles placing them back in the folder.

"All men, all the same five-mile stretch of road,"Dean said pulling a bag out of another part of the arsenal.

"It started happening more and more, so Dad went to go dig around. That was about three weeks ago. I hadn't heard from him since, which is bad enough." Dean reaches for a handheld tape,"then I get this voicemail yesterday." He presses play, the recording itself was staticky and the signal was breaking up. But I could definitely hear the hint of an EVP in the recording.

"Dean… something big is starting to happen… I need to try and figure out what's going on. It may… be very careful, Dean. We're all in danger." I guess that was their father, John.

"You know there's EVP on that," Sam said.

"Not bad Sammy, kinda like riding a bike, isn't it?"

'Sammy huh, can't wait to use that against Sam.'

Sam shock his head to what Dean said and waited for his brother to continue.

"All right. I slowed the message down, I ran it through a gold wave, took out the hiss, and this is what I got." He pressed play again.

"I can never go home…" the voice said distinctly female.

'I thought all ghost go to either of the three underworlds. I mean with having a Greek/Roman, Egyptian, or Norse. That the ghost would have somewhere to go. But I guess something really tragic would make a ghost stay.'

"Never go home," Sam repeated. I could tell it meant something else then just repeating the woman's words.

Dean dropped the recorder and puts down the shotgun. He goes into a straight position to close the trunk, then he leans against the trunk.

"You know, in almost two years I've never bothered you, never asked you for a thing."

As Dean said that Sam looked away. 'The good old guilt trip.'

Sam sighed and looked back,"All right. I'll go. I'll help you find him," Dean nodded,"but I have to get back first thing Monday. Just wait here."

'Oh, yeah, Sam's interview, I completely forgot about that. Jeez I'm a bad friend,' I thought.

Sam turn to go back to the apartment, he turned back around when Dean spoke.

"What's first thing Monday?"

"I have this… I have an interview," Sam responded.

"What, a job interview? Skip it."

"It's a law school interview and it's my whole future on a plate."

"Law school?" Dean questioned with a smirk.

"So we got a deal or not."

Dean said nothing in reply, and Sam continued back into the apartment.


While Sam was getting his things me and Dean were standing in an uncomfortable silence.

Dean turned towards me," are you going to stand there all night or are you going back to wherever you live."

"I'm going back to my dorm to change and pack."

"What are you packing for?"

"I thought that was obvious, I'm going with you guys on this hunt," I said looking at him weirdly,"why else do you think I was staying here in a chiton costume," the sarcasm clear in my voice.

"No, no way. You are not coming with us. It is just Sam and I, you are going back to your dorm and take whatever classes you law kids take."

"No, I am coming with you. Remember I am also a hunter I can help you out. Plus I want to help Sam, he is my best friend and I don't want anything to happen to him."

"Are you saying that I can't take care of my brother. Listen firecracker I've been taking care of him since he was a kid and here he is now."

"I'm not saying that. I can see how much you love your brother and that you have taken quite good care of him. I also want to take care of him. I already lost many friends … I don't want to lose him too," I said my voice getting smaller at the end and cracking.

Dean looked uncomfortable and was fidgeting. I could tell that he didn't deal with crying girls a lot.

"Please, please let me come, I've done hunts before and I won't get in your way. Just, please, let me protect Sam," I said pouring every bit of emotion I felt into my words.

He sighed,"fine you can come, but you have to be the one to break this to Sam, I know he won't like it."

I smiled and gave him a nod. I knew if I went for a hug it would not end well and just be awkward.

In this moment of silence I could get a good look of Dean. He was about 6'1 in height and a semi muscular/lean build. He had light brown hair and a lovely set of hazel green eyes. 'Did I just think a lovely set.' I shook my head.

We stayed in silence for the rest of the time waiting for Sam to come out. It was a couple of minutes before Sam came back outside.

When Sam finally came back out he had a duffle bag full of things he needed. He walked over to us and spoke to me.

"Sera do you need us to drop you off at your dorm, we will if needed," he said looking at Dean as to say we are going to do this anyways. Dean just rolled his eyes.

"Well yeah I need you guys to drive me. I need to change and get some supplies. If I am going to come on this qu- hunt." 'Almost said quest there I need to be careful, I am a daughter of Athena I need to be smarter.'

"Wait, what. No you are staying here," he said looking to Dean to back him up.

I sighed,"I'm getting tired of people telling me to stay here. I'm going even if you like it or not, I'm going. I already had this discussion with your brother and he said I could after a multiple of no's."

Sam turned and glared at his brother. Dean just shrugged and said," You try telling her no after she reasons with you why she wants to come, and just let her come along the more hunters the better."

I nodded and Sam sighed. 'Yes now all I need to do is pack my bag and make sure I have everything I need for a hunt.'

Dean moved to the front of the car, towards the driver seat. I moved towards where Sam was going, shotgun, and got in the back behind him. Dean pulled out and I started giving him directions to my dorm


When we arrived, I stepped out of the car and headed towards my dorm room. 'Hopefully my dorm mate is asleep so I can get in and out without making a disturbance.' I quickly made my way to my dorm.

I unlocked my door and quietly went in. My roommate was asleep, 'Thank the gods,' I can just get my things and leave.

I grabbed the bag that camp gives out when we head out to the mortal world. It already had all the essentials, like ambrosia, nectar, a dagger, and some extra clothes. I put in more extra clothing and put in another dagger.

I changed out of my chiton. I put on a pair of jeans, a regular dark t-shirt and a flannel over top. I put on some sneakers.

I slugged the backpack across my back. I looked around seeing if I needed anything else,'my one shot of normal, of having a normal life, but it's for Sam and I'll do anything to ensure my friends safety, and now Dean as well.' I smiled and thought of my camp friends who are now in New Rome studying,'gods I miss them.' I silently made my way back to the car.

When I arrived Dean and Sam seemed to be having an intense conversation. I knocked on the roof of the car to notify them that I was there. The two stopped talking immediately,'odd,' I thought. Dean unlocked the car and I climbed in the back.

"Alright I got all I need, " I said putting my bag next to me.

"That's it I would have thought you pack more," Dean said driving away.

"It's only the weekend I don't need that many things," I reasoned

Sam just sighed and shook his head, and Dean had a slight smirk on his face. 'This must be due to whatever they were talking about before I got back.'

I patted Sam's shoulder and gave him a slight smile. He gave one in return. I got comfortable in the backseat to catch up on some sleep so I can be prepared for tomorrow. I bid the two brothers goodnight, and the last thing I heard before sleep took me was the goodnight from the two.