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Chapter 12
"I thought you said there was nothing wrong with her, now you're telling me that she has been doing this all along?" John asked angrily after Sam related the earlier incident to him.
"Yes sir."
"This is the easiest thing I've asked you to do and you screw this up. She could be in danger."
Sam couldn't stop the anger boiling in him. "Dad, I did the best I could have. What I did was one step short of stalking her."
"Don't use that tone with me!"
"Then don't blame this on me!" retorted banging his fist on the Impala.
John sighed. "Look, we don't have time for this. I'm gonna call around, see if anyone had heard of this demon."
"What do we do?"
"Nothing. You and your brother go home and stay there. I'll be back today."
"Go home? Dad, you can't expect us to stay home and do nothing while Kayla's out there harming others."
"Go home, Sam. That's an order!" John said before hanging up.
"I don't believe him. We can't just go home." Sam mused at the possibilities of what to do as he watched Dean walk over to the Impala after the paramedics left.
"So what did Dad say?"
"He said he'd call around."
"And?"
"And that he'll be back today."
"Thank God for that. Did he say what are we suppose to do now?"
Sam sighed. "He said that we should try and look for her."
"Okay, how the hell are we suppose to do that?"
"I don't know. He just said that we should find her or she might hurt others. Tie her up if we have to."
"Great. We might as well get started," Dean said reaching for the door but stopped when he noticed that Sam didn't move. "What now?"
"Dean I'm not sure that we should look for Kayla. I mean our last attempt didn't go as planned."
"Sam, Dad asked us to look for her. We're looking for her. Plus we didn't exactly have a plan last time." When Sam didn't move Dean added, "Get in the car Sam."
Sam spared a glance at his brother before sighing and folding himself in his usual seat. 'Sorry Dean. But I have to do this.'
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The first place checked was Kayla's house. Seeing that her car wasn't there, they drove around town. After half an hour in the car, Sam turned the police scanner on.
"Why are you listening to the scanner for?"
"Maybe there'll be something."
"Like what? Psycho girl on killing spree?"
"No. More like another dead body somewhere in town."
"Whatever."
Fifteen minutes later Dean was about to turn the scanner off. Sam smacked his hand just as another call came in.
"All units in town head to the local museum. There has been a robbery and the police are asked to assist in the lock down. Over."
"What is the stolen from the museum. Over."
"A gemstone. Over."
"Dammit," Dean said hitting the steering wheel while Sam turned the scanner off. "There's no way she's still in the museum."
"Maybe in the area."
"Probably not."
"It's betting then driving around go-" the ringing of his cell interrupted Sam. He didn't recognize the number on the display. "Hello."
"Sam."
"Kayla?"
A/N: Short I know. But it's better than nothing. Right? By the way, I don't watch cop shows so I have no idea how the talk over the scanner at all!