A/N: I was reading an interview with Kripke earlier this evening and saw where John's adventures in becoming a hunter were going to be made into a comic. Has anyone else heard this? If anyone wants to read the interview say so and I'll send you a link. If its true X-Men might finally have competion for my fave comic book... yes I am so lame that I read comics.

Chapter Five

"So when does that ass kicking begin, love?" Sam whispered in her ear, his hot breath raking across her neck. Athena didn't reply so he nibbled at her earlobe, tenderly chewing it.

"The vampire said I taste just like chicken." she jerked her head away from him. Sam chuckled before back handing her.

"Don't, ever, pull away from me, girl!" to punctuate himself he slapped her again. "Got it?"

"Oh baby hit me again." Athena rolled her eyes. Sam, no this wasn't Sam… NotSam had come in to the dark windowless haven and drug Athena to her feet. Her leg screamed in protest but she didn't fight him, limping and clinging to the wall for support, she allowed herself into a short hallway. NotSam pushed her into a chair and tied her to it. 'So original.' she'd muttered to him, as he bond her arms behind her.

"They won't find you, you know? At least not until you're dead."

"Do you have a point here? Because I have a business meeting at eight, and still have to pick up my dry-cleaning." Athena said in a bored manner.

"When I was a boy, everyone thought I was a freak. My family moved around a lot and I never really had friends," NotSam said examining a dagger she knew all too well.

"Really? How sad. My sister had a great shrink you want his number?" NotSam sat on her lap, straddling her hips.

"You're a real smart ass you know it?" he growled.

"I get it from my brother in-fantasy."

"Let's play a game, okay baby doll?"

"Let's not and say we did."

"Here's how it works, I mar you're pretty skin for every syllable you utter." Athena smirked at his proposal.

"Okay." she said in a peppy voice, the next thing she knew two lines of blood paralleling each other ran down her left arm.

"Wanna go again?"

"You sure it's hers?" Sam asked taking the silver bracelet from Autumn.

"If you were to see Dean's necklace, you'd recognize it anywhere right?" the red head asked him. Sam eyed the charms.

"Yea."

"See the feather headdress, is supposed to symbolize Will, then the tongue of fire was me, the spear was for her, the handgun was your dad, and the cross bones was for John-dog." Autumn pointed each charm out individually.

"What about the others?" he asked. Autumn tilted her head watching Sam hold the bracelet aloft.

"Various things. Jokes mostly. The rainbow was for Kit and Josh back home, and this little alien here was Marc. She had a unicorn head for a while, this hunter we worked with right after your dad dumped us was constantly talking about how unicorns were real, but extinct now." Autumn smiled, "she loved this one story he told about how if you always where representation of a unicorn you'll always be innocent."

"What about this one?" he poked at a pair of twin daggers.

"You and Dean. She has a knife that looks just like them." Autumn pushed herself back to her feet. "Come on, lets grab your brother, head back to the motel and find out if there are any abandon or burnt out buildings around here." Sam followed her in the direction her dog had gone a few minutes before.

Dean stuck the wedge under the door propping it open. If anyone was in here they weren't moving at all. He slid in gun drawn, and banged open each stall, no one. He yanked on the supply closet door but it was locked. He hadn't really thought it would be open, had he? Dean tucked his gun away and removed his lock picks. The supply closet didn't have anything out of the ordinary and if someone was stashing an adult in this closet the adult was in pieces. John came in and sat at the door watching him look over the bathroom.

"It's clean, big guy." Dean told the dog. John barked, the sound bouncing around the room echoing. "What is it Lassie? Little Timmy fell in the well?" John wagged his tail and barked again. "That's it? Let's go save Timmy!" Dean rolled his eyes. The dog jumped up putting his front feet on the sink and looked at Dean, willing him to understand. "John, you want a drink?" he asked walking up and reaching to turn on the water. "Okay, this is between me and you, mutt, you're not so stupid." Dean grinned picking up the tape recorder laying in the sink.

Autumn twisted the swing around while John laid in the grass not too far away. Dean and Sam were discussing the next step and driving her crazy with their indecision. If it weren't for the fact that by leaving she risked the chance of Sam, Dean, or herself being imitated by the shape shifter. She chewed at her lip again, that's what this was. Necromancer would raise the dead, they didn't have a real need for the living, and even if they caught the sick bastard all they could do is take him to the cops and say…what? "Hi officer, this guy was bringing the dead back to life. Don't worry we re-killed them why don't you lock him up for us?" She sighed.

"Dean let me hear that again." Dean tossed her the recorder and returned to his argument. Autumn hit play and braced herself for Athena's voice.

"Sissy, I think we missed something. He's got me I just barely had time to do this. He says I'll get to see Sage. I don't trust him. Please don't leave me alone with this freak. He'll be in contact with you soon." there was a beat of silence then a click and it was over.

"Why don't they ever say the name of the person they're addressing?" Autumn lifted her legs and spun around.

"We're not actually gonna wait to be contacted are we?" Sam asked. She would have been amused that he was more worried about Athena than she let on, but there wasn't time to be amused. Or for her to panic.

"Nope." Autumn hopped up and stumbled forward. "Dean, I know you want to do this the right way and all but the only way to find her is to look and standing here isn't looking." she whistled and John was at his feet. "Come on baby-love." she started back for the car. The dog hadn't smelled Athena here but her charm bracelet and voice were here. This guy was going a long way to drag them along.

The boys followed her to the Impala. She took the backseat and instructed them to go to the nearest gas station. The trio questioned the cashier and discovered at least a dozen building in the city had been burned down or abandoned. Autumn convinced the girl to circle the vague area of the buildings on a map. Afterwards they found the first restaurant with WiFi, pulled out the laptops and had a working dinner.The cashier hadn't been too far off in most cases, though she'd forgotten a few buildings.

"They could be in an apartment, or motel." Dean reminded them.

"Let's start here, babe." Autumn wrapped her fingers around the silver bullet again.

"I'm just pointing it out, Aut." she offered him a weak smile.

"I know." she returned to her research. . Instead of going back to the motel they ordered a burger for the dog and started checking out the buildings.

"Sage?" Athena moaned as she came too.

"Hey, Blondie." Sage whispered. Sage was propped against the wall and had pulled Athena's head into her lap. There still wasn't any light in the room, and Athena registered the stench of vomit, damp clothes, and Lysol.

"So T'sup?" Athena forced pep into her voice and forced herself up.

"You're leg is broken, and you need serious stitches." Sage answered. "But you're still in better shape than me."

"How bad are you?" concern filled Athena and for the first time since she'd woke up in this place hours before, she wasn't worrying about her leg, or where she was, she was worried about Sage.

"Blood loss is my biggest worry right now, that and infection." Sage revealed the yellow goo oozing from several of her wounds. Athena leaned back into the wall.

"We'll be fine, Sage. They're looking for us right now."