Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or the characters of Dean and Sam (pouts). I do own the character of Aidan though.
The day was pretty much quiet. Dean decided it was best to get out of the small town after everything that happened. I had confessed to him that I beat that guy's ass after he confronted me on the street. Sam found us a hunt in Wyoming somewhere. Probably some small town, their all small towns. I sat in the back of the Impala my I-pod blaring. I watched as the scenery blurred past me as a result of Dean driving at some un-reasonable speed.
"Tell me about the case." I heard Dean say to Sam over my music.
"Local girls go missing. All between the ages of 13 and 18. Bodies never found." Sam read of his laptop. I turned my music down a little.
"Any connections?" Dean asked taking a second to look over to Sam.
"All are the only child with a single parent." Sam closed his computer and handed it back to me.
"Any idea on what's causing it?" Dean slowed down a bit when he saw a police car up the road a ways.
"A girl was killed by robber in the 70's. She was 15 when it happened. She was an only child and was being raised by her mom after her dad walked out. Every year on that date, a girl goes missing. Started about five years ago." Sam explained. I could tell that he had done his research.
"So this spirit just decides one year to start killing these girls?" Dean asked Sam as if it was the dumbest thing in the world.
"Yea right after the town decided to move the cemetery." Sam told him.
"They moved the cemetery? Like all those bodies?" Dean showed a face of confusion.
"Yup, they built an apartment complex over the old one." Sam said.
"People are weird." Mumbled Dean. I let my head relax against the cool window. I caught Dean's concerned gaze from the rearview mirror. "You OK?" He asked. Sam turned in his seat to look at me.
"Fine." I simply said.
"You have been pretty quiet, since everything." I looked down at my hands.
"I'm fine. Just regrouping I guess." That night had scared me pretty bad but I would never admit that to anyone.
"You want to drive?" I gave me a smirk and nodded my head. Dean slowed the car down and pulled over. I got out and jogged to the driver's door.
"What?" Sam asked stunned that Dean let me drive so easily.
"Get in the back Sam." Dean held the passenger door open and waited for Sam to get out.
"I can't believe this." Sam murmured climbing into the back of the Impala. I waited until they both were settled until I pulled back on the road.
We got to Casper, Wyoming a little after ten. I thought how ironic that towns name was. Sam and Dean didn't get it. We had about a week and half until the anniversary of this spirits death. That would give us plenty of time to get the information that we needed. We got a room. Considering some of the rooms I have stayed in, this one wasn't that bad. The bed sheets actually looked clean.
"We will start researching more in the morning." Dean instructed. Sam and I silently agreed. I decided to shower and change into a pair of pajamas. By time I got of the bathroom both of my brothers were passed out on a bed. I wasn't that tired. I tried to write in my journal but by mistake I read back to the entry where I wrote about my attack. I slammed my journal shut and sighed. I just needed to get over this. Yes some guy who would have totally raped me if Dean didn't pull him off me attacked me. On the bright side he didn't but he did beat the crap out of me. I needed to get my mind of it. I pulled out Sam's laptop and tried to do some research. I just ended up frustrated because I wasn't finding anything new.
"This is ridiculous." I said to myself getting up from the table. I went to go to bed. I looked between the two beds. Dean was sprawled out on the one he was sleeping on, leaving no room. Sam was lying on his side leaving the whole other half of the bed. I had trouble climbing into bed with Sam. I stayed still for a few seconds silently telling Dean to roll over so I could get in. I finally gave in and carefully got in bed with Sam.
His 210-pound body pushed hard against my 125-pound body. He stepped on both my feet to keep from kicking him. He still had a firm hold my wrists. He knew what he was doing. He had me blocked. I was scared. I had no way of defending myself.
"It's alright." He mumbled into my neck as he kissed it. I screamed. "It wont hurt if you stay still." I squirmed from under him the best I could.
"Get off me!" I was not giving up without a fighting. He ignored me and started to move up to my face to quiet my screams. I bit his lip until it bled when his lips touched mine. I spit out his blood.
"You bitch!" He backed handed me so hard it made my lip bleed. It didn't help that the ring he was wearing caught my lip. Then he re-slammed me against the wall causing my head to slam. I blacked out for a few seconds. He went back to what he was doing but this time he was more aggressive. His hands found there way to the hem of my shirt. They ran up my side and around my back. I did my best to squirm out of his touch. I took my free hand to pull his hair as hard as I could. He screamed in agony before kneeing me in the stomach. His hands started to unbutton my jeans.
"NO!" I screamed jumping up in bed in a cold sweat. The clock on the nightstand said 3:47.
"What's wrong?" Sam asked stirring in bed next to me. I ran my hand over my forehead wiping off the sweat that had formed there. I looked over to see Dean looking at us.
"Aidan you Ok?" He asked sitting up. I ran to the bathroom and started to run cold water down my face. Dean let himself into the small room and shut the door behind him.
"I had a nightmare." I told him sitting on the toilet. He sat across from me on the tub. "I can't get the night out of my head." I started to chip at my nail polish.
"You understand that you are safe now." He reassured me by placing a hand on my shoulder.
"It scared me. I wasn't sure what he was going to do to me. I couldn't defend myself." I sighed looking away so Dean wouldn't see me cry. There was a few seconds of silence. I wiped away stray tears.
"You alright now?" Dean asked quietly. I just shrugged my shoulders.
"I will be." I finally answered.
"You can't keep these things bottled up. You can talk to me about this." I leaned in and pressed my forehead against his.
"That's kind of like calling the pot calling the kettle black." I joked.
"Just know that I am always looking out for you." Dean kissed my forehead before leaving me alone with my thoughts. When I came out of the bathroom I noticed that Sam had fallen back asleep. Dean was still up probably waiting for me to come out. He patted the bed next to him. I got in.
"You ever get tired of being the protector?" I asked pulling some sheets over my legs.
"Never." I just nodded sinking down into the bed. I felt Dean do the same. Within seconds he was back asleep. I let the sounds of '30 Seconds to Mars' sing me to sleep.
A/ N: Tell me what you think! Review! Next Chapter: They dig deeper into the case and figure out who the next victim will be. This girl will have a little schoolgirl crush on one of our favorite brothers.