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Let Loose From the Noose

Chapter 3: Highway to Hell

'SAM! Are you alright?!' Dean yelled as he barged into the bedroom.

'I-I'm fine.' Sam stuttered

'Sammy, yelling in the middle of the night is not fine…. now was it a vision… a nightmare?'

'Er… no, it was a…a ghost.'

'That's all? I didn't think you were scared of those anymore Sam!' Dean chuckled

'Um Dean… you would be scared too if a random ghost appeared and threatened to kill you.' Sam said

'What? No way!... what happened?' Dean asked as he sat on the creaking bed.

'Dean what do you think happened?! She appeared, pointed at me and said "I'm going to kill you" then she vanished!' Sam yelled

'Sam—' Dean began to say with a grin

'Dean, I'm not joking, she said she was going to kill me… we have to do something.' Sam said

'She isn't going to kill you.' said a sleepy Rachel as she leaned against the doorframe.

'Yea… uh, that's right Sammy, the monster in the closet's not going to kill you' Dean said quickly

'It's alright… I know.' Rachel said walking into the room.

'Know what?' Sam asked.

'You don't have to cover for yourselves… I know you saw my mom, well, her ghost anyway… short, brown hair, blue eyes about 35 years old. And I also know that you're hunters.' she said

The boys could only look at each other in awe. Finally Dean broke the silence.

'Well, I do enjoy a good deer-season.' Dean smirked

Sam rolled his eyes before he spoke. 'Dean, I think it's OK to tell the truth this time.'

'Fine' Dean grumbled 'But how did you know? I mean unless you are a hunter…'

'No, I'm not a hunter… well it's actually a really weird story… I don't think you'll believe me if I told you.' Rachel replied

'Trust me, we'll believe you' Sam said.

'Alright' Rachel sighed 'My mom liked to take me road tripping during the summer. I didn't mind it so much, except she loved going to psychics, she thought it was neat the way they read your palms and such. I didn't pay much attention until one of them told my mother she would have a tragic death. She said something about 2 guys helping her or something… and then she gave me that book Sam was looking at and told me lots of things about hunters and how I should be prepared for my destiny. I thought she was crazy, until my mom died.' Rachel replied staring Dean in the eyes.

'So, assuming it was Missouri you talked to, how did you know that we were hunters?' Sam questioned

'Well, I'm not an idiot for starters, and I did some of my own research on this book. I was curious about the sources; I didn't exactly believe it all at first. But, I couldn't find anything on it… anywhere, and believe me, I tried everything! And I remember that lady telling me something about trained supernatural hunters or something, so I just put two and two together and figured you only know about this stuff if you're a hunter.'

'Well, at least that saves us a lot of explaining…' Dean smirked

'So um, can we take care of your mom for you? It is our job.' Sam asked getting up

'Oh, uh, sure I guess… well I mean she was starting to freak me out.'

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Later the next morning:

'Alright Sammy, let's go' Dean said

'Dean—' Sam began to say

'Sammy, our job is done… we have to go, you know we can't help her.'

'But, I just feel like everything's wrong, I mean my vision… nothing even close to what I saw happened!'

'Sam, you know better then I do that your visions don't always come true.'

'But Dean—'

'So, you're leaving now?' Rachel said walking downstairs.

'Yeah, we wouldn't want to impose.' Dean replied glaring at Sam

'No no, I mean, you did help out my mom and stuff.'

'It's just our job.' Sam replied returning Dean's glare

Suddenly the front door slammed open

'RACHEL!' came an all too familiar voice

'Shit! Rachel cried walking towards her father

'RACHEL WHY IS THERE A CAR IN OUR DRIVEWAY!?'

'Dad why are you so early?'

'ANSWER ME!' he cried.

'They uh needed a place to stay and—'

'WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING YOU IDIOT?! THIS IS NOT A HOTEL!'

--whack-- he slapped her across the face, as she staggered backward he pushed her to the floor and started kicking her. Sam and Dean began to walk up to Rachel's father.

'Stop that! There's no reason for violence!' Sam yelled.

'DON'T YOU TELL ME HOW TO RAISE MY CHILD!'

suddenly he slapped Sam across the cheek, as Sam staggered away bleeding, Dean stepped up with rage in his eyes.

'Don't hit my brother' Dean said coldly as he flipped out his knife.

'AND WHO ARE YOU? HIS BOYFRIEND?!' the drunk man mocked

'I said stop.'

'AND WHO'S GONNA MAKE ME?!' he said kicking Rachel against the staircase. She moaned in pain as blood trickled down her face.

'I am.' Dean said quickly stepping forward and stabbing the man in the stomach with catlike reflexes. 'Sam let's go!' he cried as the man tumbled forward in pain.

'Dean… we can't just leave the girl like this.' he said staggering forward.

'Sam!'

'Dean come on!' Sam pleaded

'Fine' Dean grumbled picking Rachel up in his arms and carrying her outside.

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