Chapter Three:

The next day after they had found the Impala with ease, Tyler returned to his home. The trio decided to stop at a restaurant, fill up on food and all before their next long trip. Coincidentally, Hunter worked there; she begged to be their waitress, which she was allowed to be.

"Hey, cuties!" She squealed and ran up to them.

"Oh, hey, Hunter, you work here, huh?" Sam commented and smiled.

"Yup, always before I go to college!" She chirped as she took out her pencil and notepad, "Now, what would you three like to drink?"

Once they ordered their drinks she nodded before skipping away to the kitchen. Eventually she returned with their drinks and straws.

"Are ya'll ready to order?" Hunter asked, her voice always remaining happy and chirpy.

"Yup!" Sam replied before ordering what he wanted, Dean following suite, but Castiel simply sticking to his water.

"Alright," Hunter wrote all of it down before gently ruffling Sam's hair and kissing the side of his head sweetly, "I'll be back!"

Sam blushed softly as Dean chuckled, Sam punched his shoulder, "Shut up."

Once Hunter came back with their food and gave it to them, she welcomed them once they thanked her. She sighed softly in relief before nodding, she went to leave but her phone rang so she answered it, her smile being replaced with a deep frown, Sam noticed.

"What's wrong, Hunter?" The tall brunette queried.

"Uh," She hesitated to reply, "Tyler…I'm just worried, he left a voicemail…he sounded in terrible pain, physically and psychologically. I'm worried… I'm going to go home and check up on him—." She choked up a little bit, despite her past she had always been sensitive.

"Hunter… Before we had met you we saw Tyler deal with a demon, a Succubus in particular… Do you know about demons too?" Sam asked in a hushed voice so bystanders wouldn't hear.

The silver-eyed female hesitated once more before nodding and whispering, "Yes…I do… Do you think he's against one right now?"

"It's a possibility. I sensed something wrong with your house when we had stayed there…" Sam shrugged a bit.

Hunter ignored that last sentence, "Well, he did scream Katie, Get Off Me…Katie is…is his…giant whore of an ex-girlfriend. She moved to New York and never spoke to him again besides to tell him she has another boyfriend, but that was a while back…I don't know why she would come after him; she initiated the break-up as well." Hunter sighed shakily.

"Probably a Shape-shifter… We should get to him before something worse happens to him." Sam claimed and began to rise from his seat.

"A-alright, I'll put your food in boxes," Hunter whined before running off, but being stopped by Sam, "W-what is it, Sam?" She cooed worriedly as she peered up at him.

As Sam gripped Hunter's arm gently he looked back down at her, "I want you to stay here and wait for us to return, okay?" Sam answered his voice a tad bit softer than usual.

"Alright, I understand your point. Get going and stay safe." Hunter whimpered softly before leaving.

Sam grabbed Dean's arm before ripping him out of his seat and taking him out of the building, Castiel following shortly, Dean yelped and dropped his fork, "Hey!" He yelled.

"Shut up, Dean. We have a life to save!" Sam barked and dragged them to the Impala.

Sam eventually got Dean to drive to Hunter's house, once they arrived Dean and Sam got out of the Impala and grabbed a Silver-Bullet Gun for themselves before stalking into the house which had the front door ripped off it's hinges, Castiel taking a silver dagger just in case before the trunk of the Impala was closed.

"I'll look upstairs. You look downstairs, Dean." Sam commanded before walking upstairs.

With a sneer Dean retorted, "Who said you were givin' orders?" He waltzed downstairs after that.

In silence, Castiel wandered into the backyard, instantly heading for the shed.

Castiel slowly steps into the shed in a defensive stance, looking around soon his eyes landed on Tyler who could barely be seen by the dimness of the shed, but it was obvious enough he was injured and unconscious. The angel slowly walked up to Tyler before getting onto one knee, he gently put his hand on Tyler's head, Tyler not making a response—just simply breathing.

A thick wooden bat levitated behind the Angel before repeatedly and violently whacking him over the head, the first hit causing him to tip over, he quietly whimpered from the other whacks—it simply getting on his nerves. He quickly grabs the bat in hopes of making it stop, but he only got lifted off his feet and thrown up against a wall of the small and near-empty shed, despite being thrown against the shed he kept a good grip on the bat, even beginning to being thrown around the shed violently he kept a good grip on it, eventually the bat ripped itself out of Castiel's grip—dropping him onto the ground—and floated back to a corner.

Castiel aimed the silver dagger at the corner, "Come out!" He yelled sternly.

Telling by the silhouette of the person, Castiel could tell he was up against a petite, young female. She sighed softly before shaking her head and getting in her own stance, or what it seemed like from her silhouette.

"I'm kinda doin' some interpersonal business here, Mister. Could you kindly bugger off?" The voice was strangely familiar, but Castiel couldn't piece it together.

"Who and what are you?!" Castiel demanded an explanation.

"I honestly don't plan on givin' my name out, so…have fun with the puzzle, Castiel." The woman huffed.

"You know my name…" Castiel muttered.

"Indeed, I do…" she stated before jumping back into her corner when Sam and Dean entered the shed.

"Did you kill the demon already, Cas?" Dean asked.

"No…but it's in here—," Castiel was about to state where but Sam and Dean were quickly knocked unconscious by the quick petite woman Castiel recently spoke to, he threw the silver dagger right in the woman's back, but it didn't cause her to even land on a knee let alone cause her to die, "What…?" Castiel expected the woman to be the shape-shifter, but oh how he was wrong.