Author's Note: Hello Supernatural Fandom! It's been a while, sorry it took me so long to post another chapter. I have had midterms the last two weeks and my life has been crazy. Finally got some time to sit down and write. Hope you enjoy! I want to thank each and every reader, you guys are a wonderful encouragement to me.

I had changed into the clothing Dean had bought me, and was emerging from Sam's bedroom when Dean hung up the phone.

"That was Cas. They found a Reverend knocked out by an assailant matching Liam's description. Police are at the scene. We will go join them, but we have to go undercover."

"Ah, so that's why you guys dressed as feds at the hospital? That makes sense. So, what will I be then? I can't imagine you have an extra badge lying around, do you?" I asked, mentally noting how good at deceiving people Sam and Dean were.

"No, that won't be necessary. You don't have to fake it, because you are looking for your brother. As long as you keep your sunglasses on and don't draw too much attention to yourself. Sam and I will make sure the cops are aware that you are under our protection." Dean already had his jacket on and was heading out the door so I hurried up and followed him out.

When we arrived on the scene there were a few police cars and two men, who were wearing cheap suits, were interviewing an elderly man who was sitting inside an ambulance, clutching a bag of ice to his head. I immediately recognized the suits to be Sam and Cas.

Dean and I just stepped out of the Impala as they finished interviewing the man and began walking towards us.

"So who's the old guy?" Dean asked.

"His name is Reverend Peterson." Sam replied crossing his arms over his chest.

"And what happened to the guy? Was it Liam?"

"Sounds like it. He said he had just taken a lost boy to breakfast and was going to unlock his car when someone came up behind him and hit him in the head. Reverend Peterson said he blacked out and all he remembers is waking up and the boy being gone."

"So he didn't get a look at the guy at all?" I asked, trying to remain calm even though my heart was racing.

Sam sighed, "No, but someone from the diner saw them leaving and a tall man with blonde hair wearing a green baseball cap followed them out. The waitress said he looked sketchy so that is why she remembered it."

"I think it is easy to deduce that Liam is the one who took your brother. Unless there are other people chasing you that you haven't told us about." Cas said his low gravelly voice.

I paused, searching my memory bank for anyone that might register as a present threat. "No. No one else has been actively following me. I mean we have had run-ins with hunters in the past, but no one is as bent of finding us as Liam is."

Sam nodded his lips pursed together, "The waitress is giving a description of the man she saw to a sketch artist, so hopefully that will rule out any other possibilities."

"And they are sure it was Nerin?"

Both Cas and Sam nodded in affirmation.

I shook my head; my worst fear was coming true. I started to hyperventilate as every possible bad thing that could happen to Nerin zoomed through my brain. I ran my hands through my hair and turned away from the boys. I placed my hands on the Impala and let my head hang, trying to force myself to take deeper breaths. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder, it squeezed me gently and I looked up. I was surprised to find that the hand belonged to Dean, and not Sammy.

Dean was looking at me with compassion I didn't think was possible for a hunter. He didn't say anything, just squeezed my shoulder again and offered me a half smile. I tried to smile back, but it must have looked as fake as it felt.

"We are going to find him." Sam stated. There was a confidence in his voice that was comforting, as if him saying that would make it so.

"You don't understand. I can't lose him… I can't… I can't lose my son."

Sam and Dean both looked at one another in disbelief, but it was Cas who spoke first.

"I thought you guys told me the kid was the fish's brother?" Cas was oblivious the importance of the revelation I had just shared.

Dean's face went from shocked to angry in about two seconds, "Come again?"

"Arrie, why would you lie to us?" Sam asked. I felt guilt starting to bubble through me as I saw the hurt in Sam's eyes.

I raised my hands up, signaling that an explanation was about to be given. "I didn't tell you guys before because Nerin doesn't know." I paused, searching each of their faces for signs of acceptance. I wasn't getting any so I continued, "It is safer if he doesn't know. I just wanted him to be normal! And he can't be if he knows that his mother is an ancient mermaid!" My voice was raising in pitch, and Sam looked around nervously as he held a finger to his lips and told me to keep my voice down.

"You could have told us." Sam reasoned, the hurt still in the lines of the frown on his face.

"I hadn't told anyone." Sam nodded at this, but still wouldn't make eye contact with me. I looked at Dean who was staring at me with the same fury as the day he visited me at the hospital and found out I wasn't human. Cas was looking at me, or maybe through me. Either way he seemed indifferent about the new development. There was an awkward silence for almost a minute.

"Does that mean Nerin is a mermaid too?" Dean asked, breaking the tense silence.

"Merman." Cas corrected.

"Mermaid, merman, I don't care what you want to call him. Is the boy a freaking fish or not?" Dean demanded.

I flinched at the sudden escalate of temper, "No… no, not yet. Not till he turns fourteen."

Sam moved towards me and I instinctively put my hands up to defend myself, but he just reached past me and pulled the passenger's door open. "This doesn't change anything. We still have to find the boy."

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