Chase sat in the backseat, seemingly bewildered by all that was taking place. She was concerned about what was happening, but knew that her asking questions would just be an annoyance – especially considering the guys didn't seem to know themselves. She glanced out the window and saw a sign that read, "The Best Prices in all of Cowley!" Right under the sign was a convenience store. Well, hey, at least Chase was now certain they had made it to Cowley.
Without mentioning anything to the brothers, she climbed out of the car, walking over to the store to see what she could find out. Cowley was a small town, so if anybody knew anything, the locals at the supermarket did. She cruised the aisles, pretending to be looking for items that she might need, when someone bumped into her. She looked up to see an attractive young man about her age with stunningly blue eyes. He smiled at her, apologized, and walked away. Chase watched him as he headed to the counter; he looked so familiar….she was sure she had seen him before. Grabbing a container of salt, she hurried to get in line behind him.
She listened to a bit of small talk between the man and the cashier before he exited and Chase watched him, trying to figure out what car he was getting into.
"That all today, miss?" Chase nodded distractedly and the clerk smiled at her. "Interested in Andrew O'Malley, hmn? Most girls around here are; new to the town." The man rang up her purchase and continued, "What about you, miss? New to Cowley?"
Chase turned back to the cashier. "Just passing through with…….my cousins."
The clerk stuck out his hand. "Well, nice to meet you, anyway. I'm Steve Ethan, I run this place."
Chase shook his hand. "I'm Amanda……Amanda Norchester."
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Sam closed his eyes again, trying to push the pain away. He was getting flashes of a girl standing on the side of the road, trying to get a ride. After the vision passed, he sat silently for awhile, working on focusing his thoughts.
"They are getting worse, Dean, and more frequent." He said slowly, his eyes still closed. A hard rap on the Dean's window made him jump and he noticed Dean did as well.
"If you guys are up for it, I think I've found a lead." It was Chase, standing right outside.
"Sure, we're up for it." Sam answered, glancing at Dean before giving Chase a smile. Even if his head was still pounding, he wasn't going to let it get in the way of what he needed to do.
A girl walked by his side door and he glanced at her casually, smiling politely. She returned the glance and then fell to the ground, grabbing her head in pain. At the same moment, Sam felt a sharp pain in his head and he let out a cry. He felt Dean's hand on his shoulder, "Sam?"
After a few moments, the pain receded and Sam climbed out of the car. "I think she needs help." Sam said, not saying anything else to his brother.
Chase was already kneeling near the girl, asking if she needed a glass of water. The girl flinched at Chase's touch.
"I'm fine, just tripped and fell." She went to stand and Sam took her arm, helping her to her feet. "I'm Becca, by the way."
"I'm Amanda Norchester." Chase told Becca before Sam could respond. "And these are my cousins Matthew and Anthony."
Sam quickly nodded, playing along with Chase's lie. He was watching Becca; he had the strangest feeling he'd seen her before. He closed his eyes and got a flash of her getting off of a truck…..and that's when he knew where he'd seen her before. He quickly glanced back at Dean, who was looking at Chase curiously, and tried to indicate that this was the girl he'd been having visions about.
"S…..Matt?" Dean turned to him, almost blowing their cover.
A look of pain crossed Becca's face as she answered the questions Chase was asking, and she looked at Sam. She pulled her arm away then, Sam not even realizing he was still holding it.
"Well, I'm going home now, I'll see you all later." She smiled at them, and walked away.
"Nice to meet you, Becca." Chase said, and then she touched Sam's arm, giving him a questioning look. Dean came around the car and looked pointedly at Sam.
"Sam, that girl….do you know her? Have you seen her before?" He glanced at Chase as he spoke, and Sam could tell he was avoiding using the term "vision". He didn't answer Dean's questions, simply got into the impala as Dean opened the door for him, and placed a hand to his head. His head wasn't hurting as much as before, but the dull throb in the back of his head hadn't quite gone away just yet.