Chapter Eleven

Outside, dawn was beginning to break. Lola looked up as Sam and Dean trudged from the school's main entrance,

"Done?" She asked. Sam nodded slowly,

"Yeah…"

"Nobody's home." Dean added,

"Great. I guess that means we're done here." She said as she pushed herself off of the side of her truck to stand up strait, "No more undercover in that uniform?"
"Nope." Sam answered as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, "No more detention…"

"Oh…I dunno…" Dean shrugged, "It might be worth holding onto."

"…" Lola stared at him in sheer horror, "Get in the car, Dean."

"It was a joke…y'know…you can relax…" He could be heard muttering as he stalked back to his car, "Hey Maggie! You coming, or what?" He called,

"Shush!" Lola snapped, putting a finger to her lips, "Let her have her moment."

Maggie laughed a little at her brother's antics before turning back to Matt,

"So…I guess you'll be leaving now." He sighed, "I mean…now that you've finished up here. That's why you were here, wasn't it? You were hunting that thing."

Maggie nodded slowly,

"It's kinda the family business." Maggie admitted, "It's a lot of information to give all at once."

"I'm sorry about your mom, Maggie. I really am."

"It's okay." She sighed,

"So I guess this is goodbye then." He mumbled sadly,

"I guess."

"Is there no chance of you maybe hanging around for awhile? I mean…would you like to stay for awhile?"

Maggie smiled sadly, looking back over her shoulder at Sam, Dean and Lola who were gathered around the front of the Impala. She looked back to Matt and smiled, placing her hands gently on his shoulders,

"I would…but…it's complicated…" She breathed, dropping her head, "I mean, I've only really begun to get to know my brothers and…they're all I have left and in our business, let's face it, who knows what's around the next corner?"

"I understand Maggie."

"I'll come back one day though. I promise. I don't expect you to drop everything when I do, but I'll come by to check on you. You have my number. If you ever need me, don't hesitate to call."

"I won't." He murmured, gently cupping her face, his eyes welling with tears, "This'll sound so stupid, but I think I was beginning to fall for you all over again."

Maggie laughed softly, though tears were falling down her face as she did so,

"I'm sorry Matt."

"Hey…don't you worry about it. You have to do what you've got to do. Just know that I'll be looking forwards to you returning."

Before she could reply, he leant her face down to hers, pressing his lips to hers and lingering there for a few seconds before pulling back, gently stroking her cheek with his finger. She took a step back, tears rolling down her face as she did before turning and walking slowly back to the other three, hanging her head as she did. She reached her brothers and Lola, stopping a metre or so away, still staring at the floor. She felt a pair of slender arms go around her soothingly as she rested her cheek against Lola's curly hair,

"You okay?" Lola asked quietly. Maggie nodded slowly before sniffling and looking up at Dean and Sam who were watching her emotional display,

"So…shall we get going?" She asked, drawing in a steadying breath,

"Are you sure?" Dean asked, "You don't have to come…y'know…if you…"

"Stop trying to get rid of me, Dean Winchester." She scolded playfully, "You're stuck with me for life."

"Fair enough. Let's rock and roll." He smiled as he sat in the drivers seat, shutting the door. He leant out of the open window and looked up at her, "It's good to have you on board."

"Thanks."

In the car on the way back to the motel, Sam suddenly piped up,

"I think I found our next case this afternoon while I was doing some research."

"Oh?" Dean asked, "What is it?"

"Up in Washington, some people have been disappearing in the night. There doesn't seem to be a pattern, it's completely random…but thee have been so many, it was red flagged so I figured it might be worth taking a look. There doesn't seem to be much else going on at the moment."

"It's better than nothing, I suppose." Dean sighed as they pulled up at the motel, "So…grab some rest and head out this afternoon?"

"Sounds like a plan." Sam yawned, "Tell Lola, yeah?"

Dean nodded as the three headed towards the motel room drowsily, Maggie opening the door, rubbing at her red-rimmed eyes as she made a beeline for her bed.

Sam turned to watch as his brother headed to Lola's truck that had just pulled up, Lola on her mobile phone as reached forwards and turned the engine off.

Dean waited patiently before he opened her door,

"We're heading down to a job in Washington this afternoon." He said seriously, "Some people have been disappearing."

"I'm not coming."

"What?"

"I'm not going with you."
"But I thought…wait a minute…why the hell not?"

"Bobby just called. I have to go somewhere."

"Where?"

Lola took in a shaking breath, her grip tightening on the steering wheel,

"The vampire that killed Trey…has resurfaced down in New Orleans." She said slowly,

"And you're going down there to kill it?"

"Yep."
"Okay…" He said with a nod, "That's fine. We'll go with you."

"No."

"What do you mean?"

"I have to do this alone."

"You're not going by yourself."

Lola rolled her eyes as she jumped out of the truck and started making her way back to her room,

"Whatever Dean…"

"I'm serious. You're not going alone."

"This is something I HAVE to do alone!" She insisted, turning on him and poking him in the chest, "Get it through your skull."

"It's not safe for you to go alone."

"Believe it or not, I survived for years before I ever had the great Dean Winchester to hold my hand!"

"You're not going without me." Dean said firmly,

"Is this about my safety or is this about you being left behind? I cannot honor Trey with you there. It's disrespectful."

"Why?" Dean asked, confused,

"Because…it just…it just is, alright…"

"I swore I'd never let you out of my sight long enough to get hurt. I don't wanna lose you again!"

"You can't stop me."

"You're not going. End of."

"I am, Dean."

"If you care about me at all, you won't go alone."

"Well if you knew me at all, you'd know that this is something I've got to do. I NEED this."

"You're not going, Lola. Not alone." He said firmly. Lola rolled her eyes,

"Okay…fine…whatever…I'm sick of arguing with you. I'm tired. Let's just hit the sack, alright?"

"Thank you." He said, placing an arm around her shoulders.

Later that day, Dean rolled over sleepily, draping an arm onto the blank spot of the bed beside him. His eyes flashed open to see the empty space, causing him to sit up quickly and look around in a panic. He spotted a note on the bedside cabinet, snatching it up he read it quickly before jumping up, pulling on his jeans, boots and a t-shirt. He charged outside to see his car standing alone in the car park. Lola's truck was gone, leaving only a few tyre marks behind. Sam and Maggie appeared behind him,

"What's wrong, Dean?" Maggie asked. Sam pulled the note out of Dean's hand, dropping it to his side with a sigh. Maggie lifted Sam's hand to she too could read the note;

I'm sorry Dean. Love Lola.