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Sam made me put the blindfold back on and he led me back up to ground level. Apparently, Dean had come back to pick us up, because I was greeted with the familiar old leather and old rock when I got into the car.

"What is she doing here?"

"She is coming with us."

"The hell, she aint!"

"She wants to help look for her brother, you would do the same thing if it was me."

There was a long pause before Dean replied, "Okay Sammy. I don't like this. She is your problem if things go wrong."

The rest of the trip was filled with silence, well besides Dean's music that threatened to burst my eardrums. I decided not to argue with Dean, because I knew it wouldn't help the situation at all. Thankfully, I had Sam on my side, so maybe this would all turn out okay.

My hope was to find Nerin, probably hiding in a church or something, and bring him back with me. As much as I hated that the Winchesters were hunters, they offered more protection than being on the open road. Especially since I knew Jack Rodgers had a hunting partner by the name of Liam McKingsly, and he still must be out there looking for Nerin and I. Jack and Liam had been after us for about three months now. It was odd to think that it had already been three months since the incident in Maine.

Suddenly the music turned off, so I assumed we must have arrived at our destination, but they didn't get out of the car right away.

"You can take the blind fold off, Green Eyes."

I took the blindfold off and noticed we were parked in some alleyway with a large fence in front of us and trash cans littering the sides near the walls. I did my usual scan for possible exit strategies, and noted that there were only two doors on the sides, which might possibly be locked. Or I could try to climb the fence, but I personally suck at the whole upper body strength thing. The most logical thing to do though, would be to run back out towards the street.

My attention returned to the front of the car where both Winchesters were turned around facing me. I did not like the look they were giving me and had a bad feeling of where this was headed. "What?" I asked defiantly.

"First you show up out of nowhere and now two hunters are dead and we have a little mini-merman running around doing who-knows-what. Not to mention my poor baby was shot because of you. So, I am only going to ask you this one more time, what did you do to make Jack track you down this far inland? And don't give me the whole 'I'm an innocent mermaid, I can heal people' crap, because I'm not buying your shit." Dean finished his rant while revealing the knife he had been no doubt gripping the whole time.

Horrible images flashed through my brain as I remembered the fire that had consumed the house that I had been staying in three months ago. I struggled to try and figure out where to start, and decided I might as well just tell them the whole story. "It all went down three months ago, in Maine. An elderly man had taken Nerin and I in off the street. He was kind and needed help around his house, so we stayed with him for almost a week before they found us."

"They?"

"Yeah, Jack has a partner named Liam McKingsly."

They both nodded, seeming to remember the name, so I continued, "Jack and Liam had caught me in an alleyway when I was coming back from buying some groceries. They pinned me up against the wall and I... I thrashed against them, but they were too strong. They held a knife to my neck and… and made me come with them." I paused, not wanting to remember what happened next. Dean's glare prompted me to go on so I tried.

"They blindfolded me and took me to a trailer where I met Liam's wife. She lay on a cot, I guess they said she had been shot three times. There was so much blood, and she looked so near death it was hard to tell if her chest was rising and falling or not. They wanted me to heal her, and I wanted to help them, I really did. I told them… I told them I had to be in water for it to work, and at first they didn't believe me, but by the time they drew a bath and I was able to cut off the scale…." I started to tear up, and looked to Sam for comfort. He looked deep into my eyes and gave me a half smile as if telling me it was okay, that I would be okay. "It was too late. His wife had lost too much blood. I tried the scale anyways, but I knew it wouldn't work." I tried my best not to let the tears roll down my cheek, but one managed to escape.
"The scale only works on the living." I added absentmindedly, loosing myself in grief.

"At least you tried to save her." Sam tried to encourage me, but it didn't work very well.

I wiped away another tear and took a deep breath before continuing, "Jack let me go while Liam was grieving, and I ran like hell back to the road and hitch hiked my way back to the old man's house. I tried to get Nerin to pack up everything, so that we could leave before they caught up to us. But we were too slow and Liam showed up as we were trying to leave. He… he started banging on the door and screaming at me. He kept calling me a monster and saying that if I had only tried harder that I could have saved her…. Then he, he threw this explosive through the window and I don't really know what it was but it set everything on fire. And… and the poor old man, he was sleeping. And I was so panicked I forgot…"

"It's okay Arrie. You don't have to finish." Sam comforted.

"No. I want to hear the whole story." Dean insisted which incurred a death glare from Sam.

"I forgot about the old man. And I just barely managed to escape with Nerin, we were both burned very badly. And I ran as fast as I could to the neighbor's house and I turned on their water hose and doused myself in water so that I could heal Nerin and I. We were okay, but the old man… I can still remember his screams."

I involuntarily shivered as I remembered the many nights I spent being haunted by the echoes of his screams and the images of Liam's poor wife, the only thing unable to burn in the flames that plagued my nightmares.

"Anything else?"

"I told you everything!" I glared at Dean, "Ever since then Liam has been hunting me down, trying to seek his revenge. I don't understand why he insists on killing me when I wasn't the one who shot his wife."

Dean stared at me for a minute, evaluating all I had said. "Okay kid, you know what, I think I believe you."

I smiled, grateful that he had believed the truth.

"Now, we need to find Nerin before Liam does. Who knows what he will do to that kid."

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