As they walked out of the psychiatric center Cara thought of her plan. She was going to break Rachel out. Cara knew it was dangerous and that it would be safer if there were more of them, but would Rachel cooperate if she brought them along. Rachel sure didn't like the taller one she claimed that he was evil deep down which Cara had no idea if it was true or not, she didn't know them that well in fact she didn't know them at all. "I think it would be a good idea for you three to get to know each other Waverly is a confusing place and its known for playing tricks on people's minds" Max said looking from Cara to Dean and Sam.
Twenty minutes later they were sitting down at a booth in a diner. A waitress approached "what can I get you tonight?" the waitress asked. Cara could tell that most of the waitresse's attention was focused on the older one, this bothered her and she didn't know why. After taking their orders the waitress walked away winking at the older one. Cara bit her tounge trying to keep quiet. While they waited for their food she sucked on the blood from the bite on her tounge.
Max noticed the tension "alrighty then lets get down to business I'll start" Max said clasping his hands together "That is Cara" he said pointing to her "that's Sam" he said pointing to the taller one who Cara still hadn't decided if he was evil like Rachel said "and that's Dean" Max finished as Cara thought so tall dark and handsome has a name before she could stop herself. Cara continued to dig her nails into her palm to stop these idiodic thoughts that she kept coming up with. "You boys know Bonnie right?" Max asked "well she's Bonnie's neice" Max finished. Why is it important if they know Bonnie or that I'm her neice Cara thought looking at Max as if he was out of his mind. "You remember John right, their John's boys" Max said keeping his voice low and as he said it he could see Cara's eyes go dark it wasn't something he wanted to tell her but if she was going to be relying on them for safety she diserverd to know "But from what I've heard and seen they are better hunters than John ever was" Max said trying to raise her confidence in them, after what happened to her father he was surprised she didn't pull a knife on them right in that diner.
Dean didn't know why it was important for her to know that they were better hunters than their dad or why he was even mentioned in the first place but he did notice Cara's eyes darken at the mention of his dad and he didn't know why. Age was something he wanted to know, from what he could tell she was in her late twenties around twenty six or twenty seven, he also wanted to know if there was someone in the picture, why he wanted to know he didn't really know why nut from his observation there wasn't a wedding ring on her finger.
What the hell is Max thinking how can I trust my life to these baboons especially after finding out they were Winchesters Cara thought folding her hands in her lap as she noticed the waitress coming with their food.
After eating they parted and Cara was forced to reveal her plan to which they didn't protest which didn't surprise her. Cara climbed into the drivers' side door of the mustang while Max climbed into the passenger side. They drove off into darkness.
Dean sat in the drivers' seat of the Impala waiting for Sam. He watched the Mustang drive off. Finally Sam climbed into the passenger seat and Dean drove off. He parked outside their room and shut off the car. Once inside Sam began looking up legends on Waverly Hills while Dean flipped through the channels. A half an hour later Dean looked up at the clock 8:23 "I'm going to go the bar Sammy wanna come?" Dean asked looking at Sam while he grabbed the keys hoping his brother would say no "and cramp your style while you wait to see if Cara shows up" Sam said with a laugh "that is so not why I am going to the bar" Dean said defensively as Sam tried to stifle a laugh "Dean I saw how you were looking at her in the diner only a baboon couldn't tell what was on your mind" Sam said looking up at his brother "Sammy, you have no idea what you are talking about" Dean said opening the door "Dean you can lie to me but not yourself" Sam said as he stood up and stretched "what do you know anyway Mr. Stanford" Dean continued trying to defend himself. "Okay Dean, you're just going to find disappointment anyway" Sam said returning to his computer. Dean walked out of the door heading towards the Impala, deep down he knew Sam was right but he tried not to care.
After dropping Max off at a bus station Cara headed back to the hotel and locked the door behind her. She laid down on the bed and closed her eyes, unable to concentrate she decided she needed a drink. She began to look around the room for a mini bar. Finding none she grabbed her coat, scarf and keys and headed out of the room locking the door behind herself. Cara drove around parking in a 24 hour supermarket's parking lot and crossing the street towards the local bar. She pulled her hair out of the low ponytail and shook her head so her hair was framing her face. She walked to the emptier end of the bar and sat down. An attractive male bartender in his twenties walked down behind the bar to stand in front of her. "What can I get you?" he asked with a lopsided grin. "A jack and coke" she replied as a person sat down next to her "I'll get a beer" the person said.
Dean parked the impala and went inside the bar. He noticed her sitting down at the far end of the bar and walked over towards her as a younger male bartender asked what he could get her to drink. It wasn't that he was asking her order angered him but the lopsided grin he gave her afterward that pushed him over the edge so he sat down right next to her and asserted himself. Why he was doing this he had no idea.
She turned to face Dean thinking what is this guys' problem. That was when he turned to look at her and gave her a grin that topped the bartenders for some unknown reason and she didn't like it.
Dean didn't know what to do so he just started up a conversation acting like they were like any other normal people. "So what is your faveriote kind of music?" Dean asked as she looked at him like he was nuts "Answer the question" Dean demanded nicely, he didn't even know he could do nice.
He caught her out of nowhere with the question so she had to think for a second. " I know this may sound weird but I don't have a faveriote type of music" she said which caused him to laugh, "come on everyone has a faveriote" Dean said trying to stop his laughter "well I don't" she said and started to think what the hell am I doing. "So what is the deal with Sam?" she asked as her drink was set down in front of her. Taking a drink she looked at him "I answered your question so you have to answer mine" she said setting the glass down on the napkin. " I know but I'm trying to figure out what you mean" Dean said "well most hunters are solitary, not many hunt in pairs" she said taking another drink. "I don't know really it has always been me and Sam, I'm the older brother you know I got to protect him, I've always had to" Dean said answering her question his voice growing cold "but your what thirty and he is twenty something don't you think its time to cut the cord?" she said turning so that she was completely facing him. "That is two questions" Dean started to which she just gave him a look "It's hard to abandon something when it is all you've known" dean said pausing be fore he added "How do you know my father?" Dean asked turning the game serious. "When I was seventeen my dad discovered a hot bed of shapeshifters in Washington and he needed help, but Max was down for the count he claims it was an old war injury acting up but Max is the kind of guy who likes to stay close to home so he recommended your dad who he knew through Bonnie" Cara started "but something went wrong your dad came back and my dad didn't" Cara finished keeping the gruesome details to herself and looking forward her features hardening as she took another drink. "I'm sorry" Dean said looking at her. " I met him once at the funeral, it was hard to hold it against him after that, after seeing him around Bonnie and her kids. Max said he died" Cara said looking at Dean watching his features harden as she mentioned his death. "How?" she asked leaning towards him not that she thought she needed to know but that she wanted to know. "It's a long story" Dean said taking a drink of his beer. After looking up at the clock above the bar "I've got time" she said and for some reason dean wanted to tell her, he felt kind of like he owed it to her to tell her. So that is exactly what he did, he told her about his mom, Sam being infected by demon blood, how he sold his soul to save Sam, and how his dad sold his soul for him.