Chapter 23

We didn't do any hunting the first month. We went to Montana and holed up in a little 2 room cabin on Smith Lake. There was a very small and very nice town nearby called Kila. A lot of the people there thought we were a couple of teenagers running away from our families so we could get married, even after we told them we were brother and sister.

Dean knew I was in no condition to go hunting. He was afraid I'd mess up and get myself killed. I just did what he told me. I didn't wanna think, about anything. I barely left the house for the first week.

When I finally did start getting out, I was always with Dean. I never left his side if I could help it. Part of me thought that if I did, I'd lose him too. I blamed myself for what happened to her. If I had stayed with her like I usually did, she'd still be alive.

I was angry with her too. She knew it was a trap, knew they wanted to kill us all. She made the choice. She could have waited for the rest of us to get there. Instead, she got herself killed. She didn't want to see the rest of us get hurt, or worse.

Dean spent most of his days that first week taking care of me. He made sure I ate and slept semi decently. He sat there and let me yell at him when I couldn't hold the anger anymore. He held onto me when I couldn't stop crying for hours at a time. More importantly he encouraged me to get out of the house everyday.

We eventually established a pretty good routine. We'd go into town in the mornings to see if anyone needed help with anything. We did everything from fixing cars and leaky roofs, to pulling weeds. In the afternoons we'd go fishing or swimming in the lake, usually both. In the evenings we sat outside and talked until we were ready to go to bed.

By the end of the month Dean was getting restless. He tried to hide it, but I could tell. I was starting to feel the same way. I started looking through obits and other articles, looking for a case. It took a couple days, but I found one and we took off.

We didn't pack up everything, just the weapons and a few of our clothes. We decided that after we finished the job we'd come back. We had a pretty good set up and Dean wanted to keep it. I think he just wanted to see what it felt like to have something that resembled a real home for once. I just went with it, it made him happy.

The job went pretty fast. We were back in a week. I loved working with my big brother. After the first few hunts everything just clicked into place. We got so in sync that we were finishing each others sentences.

I still missed my sister, but I could never talk to her the way I could Dean. She'd fly off the handle if I ever said one bad thing about dad. Dean just listened. That was the best time I've had in my whole life. By the end of June I was almost back to my old self, at least as far as Dean could tell. I mostly put on a brave face for him so he wouldn't worry so much.

It was mid August and we had just gotten back from a job, when our phone rang. We figured it was some one in town needing something fixed. I answered the phone and got a little shock. Dad was screaming and yelling at me. He thought that Dean and I had been out with Caleb. He didn't know until he ran across Caleb on another job that we were by ourselves.

I stood there listening to him yell for a second then I just hung up on him. When Dean asked me who it was, I just told him it was a wrong number. He shrugged and went back to his room to finish unpacking. The last thing I heard dad say before I hung up was that he was coming to get us.

I went right into trying to find another job. I knew that we needed to be gone before dad got there or I would lose Dean. I was still to angry with dad to want anything to do with him. Specially after what he'd done after Laura died. Dad asking me that one question just brought all my anger back.

Dean came out when he'd gotten all his stuff put away. He asked me what I was doing, so I told him I was looking for another job. He asked me what the hurry was since we just got home and I told him dad was coming to get him. He just stood there and watched me for a second, then he told me he wanted to go.