"You're a hunter!?" Sam asks, I get out of the car. It's really him.

"You're Dean's brother?!"

"I'm assuming you two know each other," Deans says walking over to us.

"We dated for about a year during my second year of college," Sam tells him.

"Sammy's the guy you ranted about the entire time we were driving to Texas?"

"You ranted about me during a two hour drive"

"We didn't exactly end on good terms Sam." Dean lets out a laugh.

"Wanna explain why you're laughing asshat?" I ask, getting pissed off.

"I'm just finding this funny that's all."

"Get in the car Dean!" I demand, giving him a glare. He puts his hands up in a surrendering motion before walking to the driver's side of the car and getting in.

"Wow, I'm surprised Dean listens to you so easily," Sam says.

"I've been hunting with him for a while. He knows I'll fight him if he acts like an ass."

"I can't believe you're a hunter. Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"I thought you were some normal guy. I thought if I told you that I hunted monsters for a living, you would have thought I was crazy and dumped me. But I guess it doesn't matter, you dumped me anyway," I say bitterly.

"I thought you were normal too Sarah. Wherever I went, people would get hurt. I couldn't risk letting something happen to you," Sam explains.

"So what now?"

"I'm gonna help you and Dean find my dad and then I'm coming back. I have a decent life here."

"Sorry to interrupt the conversation, but we should probably get going," Dean says rolling down the car window.

"You can have the front. I'm sure you and Dean have a lot of catching up to do," I say to Sam before getting into the backseat of the impala.

2002

"I'm gonna check up on the university before we leave the state," John announces getting out of the car.

"You think I have time to grab some coffee from across the street?" I ask Dean. He nods.

"You're gonna have to sleep in this car sometime," Dean calls out as I step outside.

"Not in the near future Winchester."

I walk up to the counter and order before I notice a guy looking at me.

"Nice shirt," he compliments walking over. I look down. I'm wearing a Les Miserables shirt I got during my "musical phase" in high school. Before I started hunting.

"Thanks," I smile.

"Did you go see the show live?"

"I was actually in it back in high school."

"Really, who'd you play?"

"Eponine."

"That's cool. I wanted to do theatre, but my family moved around a lot. I was never around long enough to be in a show, but I saw them if I was around during show dates."

"My family loved musicals, so I saw a lot of them as a kid."

"I'm Sam."

"Sarah," I reply. The barista calls out Sam's order.

"We should meet up again. Here, put your number in," Sam says handing me his phone. I shouldn't. But, he's cute. I take his phone and type in my number.

"I won't be in town for too long, but I'd love to see you again before I leave. You free tomorrow?"

"Sure. Here at 12?"

"Yeah, see you then," I smile. I hear my order called out. I take my coffee and leave, walking back to the impala.

"Please tell me we're going to be staying here longer," I say getting into the back. Dean's sitting in the passenger's seat. John's not here. He must have went to get food.

"Leaving tomorrow, why?"

"I have a date. With a real guy."

"A date?"

"Well, it's more like we're just getting coffee, but one could day it's a date."

"Congrats, I hope you get laid."