Some time later- A Bar… Episode Provenance.

'All right, you're in there. Perfect. Oh, is that Brandy with a "y" or an "i"?' Sitting at a nearby table, Sam was leafing through his father's journal. He picks up a newspaper that is next to him, and notices the headline, "Couple's Throats Slashed in Own Home". He waves over his brother Dean ignored him. Sam waved again; Dean's response was to rolled his eyes.

'All right, listen, I gotta go. Hold that thought, I'll be right back, okay.' Grabbing a couple of beers and went over to Sam.

'All right, so, I think I got somethin'.'

'Oh, yeah. Me, too. I think we need to take a little shore leave for just a little bit. What do you think, huh? I'm so in the door with this one.' Dean pointed with a grin to the, now two, girls at the bar.

'So, what are we today, Dean? Are we rock stars? Are we army rangers?' Sam sounded scornful. Dean chose to ignore this.

'Reality TV scouts looking for people with special skills.' He and Sam laughed. 'I mean, hey, it's not that far off, right? By the way, she's got a friend over there. I could probably hook you up, what do you think?'

'Dean, no thanks, I can get my own dates. Come to think of it, you managed too. #I don't remember that you had to tell Sophie any stories…'

'That was different Sammy.'

'How?' After Sophie had left Sam had tried to find her and failed. He was worried and angry. Both at her and at Dean, who seemed not to mind that they were responsible for the state she was in. Wherever she was.

'It just was#. C'mon Sam, have a good time- take a night off!'

'I told you, I can get my own dates.'

'Yeah, you can, but you don't.'

'What is that supposed to mean?'

'Nothin'. What do you got?'
#

Sophie Jackson shivered. It wasn't as cold as it had been, but she was tired and that made the chill stick to her bones. Her long brunette hair was now loose on her shoulders, an attempt to keep her neck warm. She'd been staying an old family friend but had decided to move on. Since she'd woken to Dean Winchester's revelation about her family she'd tried very hard to settle and failed. She wasn't angry, not now at least, she had been. Very angry, angry that Sam hadn't just told her, angry that Dean didn't WANT to tell her and just angry in general. But now, now, she was curious… resigned as well. It wasn't something she could change and somehow, this entire demon whatever… it made more sense that it didn't.

The more she thought about it the more she felt guilty for leaving how she had. But staying would have resulted in an awkward scene she was grateful to have avoided. But neither brother, Sam particularly, had done anything to deserve her actions. Sighing she slid her cell phone out the travel worn blue rucksack. Luckily, she'd taken Sam Winchester's number. She didn't have Dean's somehow that didn't seem strange.

After the phone call from Sophie, Sam had been slightly shocked but pleased to hear from her. He'd become friends with her. He'd spent far more time speaking to her alone than Dean. He found her refreshing after such a long time with mainly Dean. But it was a strange friendship considering how they'd met. And knowing that that was strange, he didn't tell Dean she'd called. That seemed to be the right thing to do after all.

Dean hadn't really thought about Sophie until Sam mentioned her. Sure, she'd wandered into his thoughts a couple of times. But that was natural, after discovering about her parents and then her taking off the way she had. Plus she was kind of cool. He thought, now leaning against the bar again. She was different from a lot of the girls he spoke too. But still, he reminded himself, they'd probably never meet again. But he didn't really believe it.

#

#Dean was waiting for Sam by the car. Sam came outside and walked over to him. Dean sighed gently but suddenly Sam turned around and went straight back to the door. As Dean turned away Sam ran up to Sarah and kissed her. Dean turned and saw them. He grinned to himself.

'That's my boy.' He said to himself. As Sam and Sarah continued to kiss he climbed into the car and leaned back in the drivers seat. #

Sophie watched both brothers for a few minutes. She shouldered her pack and wandered over to the Impala. Leaning on the driver's side open window she ducked into the car.

'They make a nice couple.' Dean was shocked by the close proximity of her voice and jerked round to see her.

'Yeah.' She sighed as she looked over at Sam again.

'I'm sorry about before.' Sophie knew she probably apologising to the wrong brother. It was unlikely Dean had been concerned with her. In confirmation of that thought, Dean shrugged in response and it was noncommittal answer.

'Need a ride?' Sophie assumed the question was as close to an apology, for waking her that night and for the noncommittal answer, as she was going to receive and slid into the backseat.

'Please. And, an explanation… I…' She paused, unsure.

'Want to know about what killed your mom.' Dean glanced in the rear-view mirror to check he wasn't reading her wrongly. 'But you don't want the sugar coating.'

'Basically.' She was relieved. Relieved that understood what exactly she'd wanted to know and why she'd asked him not his brother. Dean smiled slightly. He recognised the attitude and it wasn't something he was used to seeing in others. She was down to earth, straightforward, in a typically female complex way. Dean pushed that thought away. It was confusing. Just like the relief he felt at knowing she was safe.

Sam climbed into the front of the car and to his credit barely reacted to see Sophie in the back. After all, he's assumed there'd been a reason she'd asked where they were. Having joined part way through the explanation Sam decided it was best to stay silent until it was done.

When that happened Dean turned in his seat, during the 'story' he'd been starring out of the windscreen. He wanted to comfort her in someway but didn't know how. He looked at Sam for help. Sam grinned at his brother's concern. Then knowing Sophie would be better distracted he suggested they find something to eat and make a start out of town.

'Ok. Thanks.' Sophie turned herself to stare out of her passenger window. Dean watched her for longer than he'd meant to. Then jerking back to reality started the car and pulled away.

As the journey continued overnight and then for another day neither brother questioned Sophie's involvement in their journey. Sophie didn't care she was focusing on the revelation Dean had imparted and that was taking days. But some of the time, when Dean and Sam sparred, Sam told past anecdotes or Dean cracked a joke, she okay. Travelling with the Winchester brothers was comforting in that way. Sam was glad to be near to help her and Dean… Dean decided she was better off with them for the time being. This didn't seem strange to any of them.

Author's Note: So, I've changed the way I inputted the script. What did you think? Better than the other way?
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