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Author Note: Thanks for the reviews XDXD and the hunt won out two to one. I was thinking of posting the alternative ending at the end; let me know if that's a good idea. This is shorter than the other chapters so sorry about that but there is much more to come!. I'm working on 'The Thing That Should Not Be' around this and work, social, study and other interrupting life matters but I'm trying to update as quickly as possible for all of you reading and following. And, hey, I've updated four times on my stories in one week! That's like a record for me!

"Adrianne, I'm sorry but I have to go" Sam said facing Adrianne

She was lost and had no idea what was going on so she just nodded as Sam and Dean started to walk away talking in hushed tones. The Winchesters hadn't made it very far away from her, no more than fifteen feet, when something clicked with Adrianne.

"Sam! Wait up!" she called skipping to catch up with them.

The Winchesters turned around at the same time to face Adrianne who was digging in her jeans pocket.

"Everything alright?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, Sam, give me your number" She ordered once she dug her phone out of her pocket. She flipped it open and started the process of putting in a new number. Save to Phone. First name: Sam. Last name: Winchester. Nickname: Jess's Bitch. Sam gave Adrianne his number and took out his own phone and took hers.

"Maybe you might need mine too" Dean said eyeing Adrianne, "you know, in case you can't get Sam when you need him or if you want to talk to me"

Adrianne returned the smirk that was on Dean's face and her and Dean started typing away on their phones exchanging numbers; both oblivious to the look on Sam's face. Save to Phone. First name: Dean. Last name: Winchester. Nickname: Good lips.

"Strike a pose" Adrianne informed Dean as she held her camera phone up aiming at his face. Dean put on his best 'blue steel' expression and held the phone click. Adrianne laughed and showed him the photo

"Well...that's just bad, do it again" Dean informed Adrianne snatching the phone away from her and deleting the photo, she pouted at him and grabbed her phone back. She stood next to Dean and held the phone out away from them.

"Cheese!" She said and the phone clicked. Dean looked at the photo of Adrianne and himself. She had her tongue out and was winking and he was striking another blue steel pose with his chin resting on top of her head.

"Dean, remember Bobby?" Sam asked exasperatedly, he couldn't believe Dean was posing for photos with Jess's little sister while he was here for god's sake.

"That's better" he laughed

"I always make a photo better" she said while setting the photo as the caller ID, "done" she smiled.

Dean smiled back before turning to face Sam who he realised wasn't there. He looked down the street and saw Sam getting into the passenger side of the Impala.

"Bye Adrianne" Dean said before turning to walk to the Impala and to face the wrath of Sam

"Nice to meet you Dean and tell Sam to call me, I'm not done ranting!" Adrianne called after him. She looked down at the photo of her and Dean on her phone and thought it might make a good wall paper too. Two clicks later and it was her wallpaper, she just wished that she got a picture of Sam before he walked off. She hoped he wasn't angry or upset at her, she had intended to get a photo of Sam more than Dean. That's why the photo of her and Dean was only a good wall paper; her sister's boyfriend would have made a great one.

"So what did Bobby tell you?" Sam asked as Dean got in the car, his eyes fixed looking out the window and not as his brother

"His here in Palo Alto, there's been a spike in spiritual activity in a building near Stanford and he wanted to be here when we checked it out" Dean pulled the Impala out of where it was parked and started heading off to where Bobby said he was

"What building?" That was the question that Dean was hoping Sam wouldn't ask but he'd have to tell him eventually.

"That's why Bobby wanted to be here when we checked it out. It's in your old apartment building"

Sam looked away from the window and at his brother, "How long?"

"Three weeks, since the beginning of the new Stanford semester"

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