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Adrianne had never stayed at a cheap motel but even with her little grip on what was around her she could tell she was in one. The mattress she was on felt hard and lumpy and was topped with an itchy blanket that was bothering Adrianne beyond belief.

She could hear the hushes of a whispered conversation but she couldn't make out the words over the semi loud snoring coming from somewhere near to her. It took great effort but she opened her eyes slowly. The ceiling was an off white colour with dust and a large water stain, the walls had a blue colour paint that had started to wear off after the years. It was hot, stuffy and claustrophobic.

Three stars or more at least after this, Adrianne thought thinking about the price of the room she knew she was in. She rolled her eyes at herself, she had no idea where she was and very possibly had been kidnapped by a serial killer and she was thinking about her accommodation. She let out a chuckle followed by a sigh.

"Adrianne?" the snoring stopped and Sam's face took over her vision

"Sam?" she strangled out and marvelled at the sound of her voice. She hadn't expected it to be so course sounding. "What happened?"

"What do you remember?" Sam said as he pressed a glass of water from the nightstand to Adrianne's lips. She drank the glass in one breath.

"What happened?" Adrianne insisted and Sam laughed at her stubbornness.

"You fell down some stairs" Sam said as he brushed hair out of her face

"So naturally you bought me to a motel?" Adrianne raised her eyebrow at Sam

"Just...uh...to make sure you were ok..."

"Oh okay, I get ya" she said as she raised herself with great effort and help from Sam to sit against the headboard of the bed

"You do?" Sam questioned, honestly surprised as he put some pillows behind Adrianne's back to make her more comfortable.

"Yeah, the best doctor in town works as a receptionist here on their day off"

Sam smiled at Adrianne, he was impressed with her. She had been knocked unconscious by a pissed off spirit, taken to an unknown motel and was making jokes still. Sam turned around as he heard Dean and Bobby making their footsteps purposefully heavier than usual to let Sam and Adrianne know their presence.

Sam looked up to meet the hunter's eyes. Dean cleared his throat and Sam gave the slightest of head nods that he was sure only Dean and Bobby would pick up on. Sam turned back to Adrianne who was squinting her eyes as she tested the bump on her back of her head. Sam picked up the glass of water that Adrianne had just emptied and stood up.

She looked up at him with Jess's eyes, "I'll get you some more water". Sam smiled, Adrianne smiled back at him and Sam had to remind himself that she was Jess's sister and not Jess.

Sam made his way to the little kitchenette that was in a different room to where Adrianne lay. Dean and Bobby followed Sam who was already at the sink filling the glass up with tap water.

"What did you tell her?" Dean asked in a low, whispered voice

"Nothing, I just told her she fell down some stairs" Sam answered leaning back against the sink

"You lied to her?" Bobby asked

"I didn't lie, just didn't tell her everything" Sam knew after he said it that it was wrong and by the way that Dean and Bobby looked at him that it was one of the worst, clichéd things a liar says. "I lied to Jess more" He said rubbing his temples.

Dean and Bobby shared a look that didn't go unnoticed by Sam. Sam pushed past the other hunters, glass in hand, heading back to Adrianne.

Bobby stared at Dean waiting for him to say something, anything really, he was expecting some joke, Dean just shrugged under Bobby's gaze. Bobby tugged of his truckers hat and ran a hand threw his hair as Dean scrubbed his face.

"Dean!" They heard Sam yell from the other room and they both bolted into the room that Sam's voice came from.

"Sammy? What's wrong?" Dean said eyes darting around the room finding the room in perfect order, no supernatural entity, no police, no freak intrusion of any kind, just Sammy and only Sammy

"Where's Adrianne?" Bobby asked picking up on the fact that she wasn't there only slightly before Dean

Having two high level police officers for parents had taught Adrianne a few things. Most memorably was her Dad's advice to never let someone get you to their point B. Point A, as her Dad told her when she was younger when he was teacher her stranger danger awareness, was the point where a dangerous person could grab you and point B was the area they wanted you. Point B was the dangerous persons' safe place, the place where you were on their terms, in their playground so to speak. She trusted Sam even after all she had heard about him over the years but she knew she hadn't just fallen down stairs and she knew that a seedy motel would make for a good point B for whatever he planned to do to her.

Adrianne had been testing how hard she hit her head and knew she would be able to make it out of their on her own two feet and luckily, she thought, the moment she realised that Sam had gone to conspire with his accomplices in the kitchen. She'd pushed the itchy motel blanket off her silently and walked albeit unsteadily to the motel door which again, she thought, lucky for her was in the room she was in.

Now here she was, squatting behind an old Chrysler in a small car park three blocks from the motel without her phone. She stayed squatting there for a few minutes, trying to stop her head from spinning and herself from hyperventilating.

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