What Could Go Wrong?
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural. This chapter takes place prior to and part of episode 1.11. Also this chapter will be mostly done in Alison's POV. Thanks for waiting on the new chapter and I hope that you all enjoy.
Alison's POV
"What the hell Dean?!" I slammed my hands down on the hood of the Impala. "You almost ran me over you idjit!" I walked over to the driver's side and I'm furious! The jerk came within like two inches of taking me out at my knees.
"You're fine! Don't have a cow." He glared at me from behind the wheel. "Get in Alison."
"Why isn't Sam in the damn car?" I glared back, arms crossed.
"We had it out after you left and he took off, alright!" Dean said grumpily. I looked to the backseat and saw all my stuff packed and ready. What the hell did these two fight about that Sam just took off without even saying goodbye? I walked around to the passenger side and got in. Dean put the car in gear and started down the road without saying a word.
"Dean..." I sighed. "I know you're pissed at me and I know I'm the last person you want to be around right now. Hell you probably wish you actually ran me down." Dean scoffed and kept looking ahead. This is going to be one hell of a long car ride, especially since I have no damn clue where we're headed. I reached over and put in one of Dean's cassettes, What do you do for money honey came on and I started to sing along quietly.
"You workin' in bars, riding in cars. Never going to give it for free..." I looked over to Dean who was now tapping his thumbs to the beat on the steering wheel.
"I forgot you could actually sing." Dean finally spoke and glanced over at me.
"You're speaking to me? Hallelujah!" I joked and Dean rolled his eyes.
"Smart ass." I chuckled. "And I don't wish I ran you down. Sam took off and all I could think was that I needed to make sure you were okay." Dean furrowed his brow and turned down the music. I reached over and touched his arm before I spoke again.
"Dean, I just went for a run to cool off. I wasn't running away." I sighed and pulled my hair out of my messy bun. "Honestly I just needed to cool off and get my mind straight."
"Yeah well with how you fell back there...It scared me a bit." I started playing with the hem of my shirt. That blinding headache came out of nowhere, hell it scared the crap out of me.
"You and me both." I sighed. "So, are you going to tell me what happened between you and Sam?"
"Do you want the short or long story?"I thought about it, the cliff notes version would probably be best. If I say long story, Dean just may go into a huge rant and I won't find out about where we're going until we get there.
"How about you just do the cliff notes."
"Well after you left Sam ripped into me about following Dad's orders. Said that we should be trying to find Dad and helping him track down what killed mom and Jess." He took a deep breath. "I said no we weren't going to track down Dad and he grabbed his stuff and left. He's being selfish!" Dean slammed his hand against the steering wheel and I flinched.
"Dean I'm sorry. This is all my fault." I mumbled as I looked out the window at the rain.
"Ali, are you kidding me? It's not your fault that Sam went off the deep end." Dean stated. "Look at me, please." He pulled the car over to the shoulder and put it in park. I took a breath and looked over to him.
"Dean it is my fault! If I didn't follow John's orders, you guys would have known he was off hunting this thing." I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "Don't look at me like that. You know it's true, John wants to keep you guys out of this but you should be allowed to help kill the thing that broke up your family."
"Ali, you can't be blamed for what Dad does. Sam doesn't get that he was just trying to protect us, I might not like that but it's just how Dad works." Dean shrugged and I couldn't help but wonder how he's always been able to understand how John wants things done.
"Dean I really am sorry for everything. Before you keep telling me it's not my fault, I'm allowed to feel guilty." I gave him a small smile as I took a swig from my water bottle. "So can we get back on the road to wherever it is John told you we had to go?" I turned up the music before reaching into the backseat for a warm sweater.
"Whatever you say Ali." Dean pulled back onto the road and started gunning it. "So Dad had given me a list of names when he called. Three different couples. All of them missing."
"Okay. So are they all from different towns and states?" I asked.
"Hit the nail on the head there Ali. You got Washington, New York and Colorado. Each couple took a different trip cross country. None of them made it to their destination and none of them were heard from again."
"Dean do you know how big this country is? They could have disappeared anywhere." I leaned back in my seat while propping my feet on the dash. Dean glared.
"Dude get your feet off the dash before I chop them off." I laughed and put them down. "They could've disappeared anywhere but they didn't. They all disappeared in the same part of Indiana. Always on the second week of April. One year after another after another."
"Wait a second. Isn't already the second week of April?"
"Yep. So are you up for a belated birthday hunt?" He smirked at me and I rolled my eyes. Of course he couldn't just forget about my birthday.
"Happy birthday sleepy head! Time for us to hightail it out of here, people are starting to get suspicious." Dean ripped the covers off of me as I scrambled to try and cover up. Leave it to me to go to sleep in my own room in just a tank and undies and be abruptly woken up by Dean.
"Damn it Dean! What the hell?!" I grabbed my jeans off the floor and quickly put them on. Dean was still holding the covers in his hand and staring. "You could stop staring." That seemed to make him snap out of it.
"Jeez Singer didn't pick you as a pink and lace kind of girl."
"Earth to Ali." Dean waved his hand in front of my face.
"You're not going to let go of my birthday wakeup call ever are you?" I said as I smacked his hand away.
"Pink and lace. Such a surprise! And no I will hold this over your head until I die." Dean chuckled.
A couple hours later we got to the small town of Burkitsville, Indiana. I threw myself out of the car, glad to finally stretch my legs. I looked over to Dean and saw him looking down at his phone, probably wanting to call Sam. I made my way over to his side, leaned against the door and gave a small smile. Dean snapped his phone shut and got out of the car. He looked down at me and saw the small smile on my face and pulled me into a hug without saying a word.
"You know you both are stubborn as all hell right?" I mumbled into his chest, feeling him chuckle. "So how are we going to play this?" Dean looked down at me and smirked.
"Well since I already saw you in your underwear might as well play along." He said with a wink and I blushed a little.
"You're a jerk you know that?" I said as we walked up to a dude sitting on the porch of a restaurant called Scotty's.
"Let me guess Scotty." Dean gestured to the sign and the man nodded. "Hi, my name's John Bonham."
"Isn't that the drummer for Led Zeppelin?" Scotty replied and Dean looked at him in surprise.
"Wow. Good. You're a classic rock fan."
"His parents were huge Zeppelin fans." I lied giving Scotty a grin. "Hi, Kara Danvers." I greeted and Scotty nodded.
"What can I do for you John, Kara?" Scotty asked and Dean took the missing person's paper out of his pocket.
"I was wondering if you could take a look at this?" Dean showed him the papers. Scotty scanned the pages then looked back at us. "Nope. Who are they?"
"They are friends of ours. They went missing about a year ago. They passed through somewhere around here and we've already asked around Scottsburg and.." I began.
"Sorry but we don't get many strangers around here." Scotty informed us and I bit my tongue. Yeah, I wonder why people don't visit this creepy quiet town. Not a perfect little horror movie setting at all.
"Scotty, you've got a smile that lights up a room, you know that?" Dean asked and I coughed to cover up my laugh. Scotty definitely wasn't amused. I whistled lowly and whispered "Tough crowd." Dean smirked at me and turned back to Scotty.
"Thanks for your time, Scotty." He said and we walked off. "Gotta love small towns like this." He said sarcastically.
I snorted. "I would lose my freaking mind in a town this small."
Dean stopped and glanced down at me. "You don't want this? The apple pie life?"
"Dean I tried remember? Way too boring. Besides, if I had the apple pie life who would you annoy every day?" I smirked at him and he smiled.
"Are you suggesting I would miss you?"
"Eh, maybe a little." I laughed and pushed his shoulder.
We were in Jorgensen General Store. Dean and I were still questioning people on the whereabouts of the missing couple. "You sure they didn't stop for gas or something?" Dean asked as he held out the papers to the old man -Harley. He took them and showed them to his wife-Stacy, who shook her head.
"Nope, sorry don't remember them. You said they were friends of yours?" Harley asked.
"That's right." Dean said with a small smile. Just then a girl came down the stairs carrying a bunch of boxes.
"Did the guy have a tattoo?" She asked, handing the boxes to her aunt, coming over to look at the pictures.
"Yes he did!" I exclaimed and noticed that the old man and woman seemed to tense up.
"You remember? They were just married." She said to her aunt and uncle. Harley suddenly had a look of realization come over his face.
"You know what? You're right. They did stop for gas. Weren't here for more than ten minutes."
Dean looked to me with suspicion in his eyes. "Are you sure you don't remember anything else?"
"I told them how to get back on to the interstate. They left town." I grabbed Dean's hand and looked to Harley.
"Do you mind pointing us in the same direction?" I asked with a polite smile.
"Sure thing Kara." Harley smiled back.
We're now driving in the Impala driving in the same direction as the couple did a year ago.
"Don't you think it's weird Dean? I mean come on they only remember the couple because of their niece. I mean Scotty said that they don't really get new people coming into town often. You would think they would remember when new faces pass through the town." I reasoned.
"It did seem off. But they are old Ali. I mean come on old people forget things all the time." He said and I rolled my eyes. The car was quiet once again and I leaned my head against the window, my eyes starting to grow heavy. I haven't really slept since we left the motel room after that shooting headache. I must have fallen asleep as I jolted awake when Back in Black blasted through the speakers. I looked to Dean and glared at him while he laughed his ass off. I turned the music down, "Seriously Dean?"
"Just trying to keep you awake there, Princess. When's the last time you got some solid sleep?" He asked, concern weighed down his voice.
"Since I got that blinding headache. Don't worry about it." I said as I leaned my head up against the window once more. He shook his head, when suddenly the EMF went off in the backseat. I reached back to get it out of my bag.
"What the hell?" Dean pulled over and parked on the side of the road. I'm holding the EMF and stare at Dean waiting for an explanation but he just shrugged. I shut off the EMF and got out of the car. Looking around I noticed that we are surrounded by apple trees. Dean started to chuckle behind me and I cocked my eyebrow at him, he looked at me and smirked. "Apple orchards. Don't you remember?" I tried thinking of where he was going with this when he spoke again. "You were probably 16 and I was hanging out at the salvage yard for a bit after a hunt." I stopped walking and turned to face him.
"Oh I remember that clearly, Dean Winchester!" The wind started to pick up, blowing hair in my face. "You scared my date away!"
"That's not how I remember it sweetheart. I stopped that scumbag you were on a date with from getting handsy." Dean replied gruffly. I rolled my eyes at him and tucked hair behind my ear.
" Seriously?! Tommy Anderson was a good guy and we were on our first date. The first date that Dad actually let me go on may I add." Dean kept on walking. "Dean why did you have to 'rescue' me from that date?"
"Look sweetheart, the guy was a tool and you know it. I was protecting you from kissing a douchebag that would just end up hurting you." I was about to reply when we happened upon probably one of the creepiest things I've seen in awhile. "Dean what's that?"
Dean's POV
I turned to see what Ali was talking about and noticed a scarecrow tied to a post. I followed behind Ali as she walked up and stared at its face. "Dude you fugly." She muttered. I chuckled and picked a leaf out of her hair. As I did, my eyes were drawn to the scarecrow's arm. It held a sickle in its hand but what caught my eye was the design decorating it's arm. I pulled out Vince's flyer and compared the two designs which were exactly the same.
"Nice tat." I said with a sigh and looked back to Ali who was still staring at it all creeped out. "Let's get back to town."
We pulled into the gas station and I got out of the car, leaving a napping Ali in the passenger seat. She fell asleep as soon as we got back on the road. I saw the girl from earlier standing by the pumps. Looking down at her name tag, I saw that her name was Emily.
"Hey Emily, do you mind filling her up?" She nodded and started her way over. "So, uh this is the perfect little town or something?"
"Well you know, it's the boonies." She started with a shrug. "But I love it. I mean, the towns around us, people are losing their homes, their farms. But here, it's almost like we're blessed."
I nodded and noticed that Ali had woken up and was listening in. "Hey, have you ever been out to that orchard? You seen that scarecrow?"
"Yeah it creeps me out." She scrunched up her face in disgust and I chuckled slightly.
"Whose is it?"
"I don't know it's just always been there." I nodded and then pointed to a red van that was parked nearby. "That your aunt and uncle's?"
"Belongs to a customer. They had some car trouble." Emily said as she moved hair out of her face.
"It wasn't a couple by chance? A guy and girl?" Ali piped up as she got out of the car, to come stand beside me.
"Mhmm." Emily replied as Ali and I exchange a look of concern.
AN: And that's the end of the chapter. Next chapter will have the remainder of the episode (1.11). Cheers! -Vickie
