Disclaimer: I prayed, I begged, I even wrote to Santa but the Winchesters still don't belong to me. How sad…

I actually wanted to upload this yesterday but for some insane reason I couldn't access anything on the net. Not not friendster, not even google!!! So the first thing I did when I woke up today was check if I could go online and thank God, I could.

I'll update the next chapter tomorrow if my computer/ brother allows me to because I'll be busy once again during the first week of January with choosing a college. Funny 11 years in school and all I wanted to do is get out. Now I'm out, I wanna go back in. Life is so weird…Anyway on with the story.

Chapter 5

John just got off the phone with Rick when he heard the impala pull up. He was almost done packing for his trip.

"Would you get the hell off my case," Sam yelled while walking through the door. Dean had starting talking to him about the classmates he saw Sam talking with and ended up annoying him instead.

"I'm your brother. I'm expected to be-" Dean stopped mid-sentence when he saw John packing. "You going on a hunt?" he asked with a frown.

"Yeah, Caleb called. He needs help with the demon he's hunting," John informed his sons without even looking up.

"The one he called about yesterday?"

"Uh-huh."

"How long will you be gone?" Sam was the one asking now.

"I'm not sure. Hopefully not more than two weeks."

"What about your job?"

"I already told Rick that I'm off to visit a sick cousin." John answered hoping that it was the last of his boys' questions. Unfortunately, Sam had other plans.

"Dad, you used most of our money for ammo. What if we run out of money before you come back?"

"I've talked to Rick. If the both of you need more money you can borrow some from him," John said without even trying to keep his annoyance out of his voice. "Anyway, you have enough money to last for a month, I've checked."

"But-" Sam started but was interrupted by Dean.

"Hey, why are you suddenly interested to play 20 questions with dad? It's not like he left us alone for the first time," Sam just mumbled something. "What was that?"

"I said-"

"Dean, Sam, don't start," John warned them. His sons were more mature compared to most teenagers, he knows it and so do they but sometimes both of them can really act like 5 year olds. Especially around each other.

"Now since I got both your attention…" he gestured them to sit on the couch. He was done packing and the only thing left to do was to give his sons a job he can't do himself since he'll be away.

"I need you boys to find out what does this do." John told them while handing Sam a paper with 'Geodan' written on it. "It's a kind of medicine."

"Why? Are you sick?" Dean asked instantly.

"No, I'm fine."

"Then who is it for?" Sam asked while Dean was busy exhaling his worry away.

"That's the second thing I need you'll to find out. There was this girl I helped out this afternoon. I want you to find out who she is and I want you to keep an eye on her."

Dean and Sam exchanged glances before turning back to their father. Sam opened his mouth to say something probably a whole bunch of questions but Dean beat him to it.

"What's her name?"

"Kayla Williams."

Dean was surprised. "Kayla Williams? You met her?"

"You heard of her?" John asked hoping for a positive answer.

"Yeah…no. I mean I've heard of her. She's Ryan's sister. She was missing from school today. How did she end up in the middle of town?" John shrugged. "You said she was taking this medicine?"

John nodded. "Huh. Ryan didn't say anything about that."

"Maybe he doesn't know. At least it won't be hard for you to check up on her since you know her," John said getting up.

Dean wasn't sure about that. He only found out about her a couple of hours ago. It wasn't like he could just go up to her and say hello. Well, actually he could, but it'll be harder since she is Ryan's sister and he knew this from experience. It'll be easier for Sam 'Wait a minute…' it would be perfect for Sam. He could actually make a friend if he had no choice but to talk to her everyday.

"Dean?" John's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "Hmm?"

"Are you listening to me?"

"Of course."

"The part where I want to know if she's doing anything unusual."

Dean grinned sheepishly. "Guess I missed that one."

"Now that you've heard it, don't forget. And call me once you know what the medicine is for," John picked up his duffel bag and started for the door.

"Yes sir," both of them said before he walked out the door. They heard the engine of Johns' truck roar and slowly heard it disappear.

Dean turned to Sam. "I guess we have work to do."