CHAPTER TWO

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This is set two days after Dean gets to Bobby's after he is raised from Hell.

* I don't own Supernatural *

The 12 hour drive toward Sioux Falls was tortuous for Aurora. She had stopped only once and that was out of necessity. The wounds on her arm stung and she knew she had to get them cleaned.

When she looked in the mirror she almost grimaced. Her dirty blonde hair was tossed up into a bun and full of twigs and sticks, freckles littered her whole face, her nose was small, cheek bones sharp, dark circles under her bright blue eyes caused them to look hallow and dull. With a sigh she doctored up the cuts along her face, washed her hands and walked out of the bathroom.

After a quick stop she ditched the gray dodge charger and found an old beat up '68 mustang. As luck would have it, she was able to con the old car out of the man. A fair trade in her eyes. The charger for the mustang. Boy was he gonna be pissed when he found out it was stolen.

She hadn't heard back from Bobby and that had her worried. Checking her phone every 30 minutes didn't seem to help as the hours stretched on. Thousands of thoughts sailed through her mind as she went as fast as the car would allow. Trying to distract herself from worrying about Bobby, she thought back to her encounter with the Khal pack.

I just don't understand. Malik had his chance to kill me. I had left all my things at his apartment. Had he known that Marshall would order for my head on the stake? This makes no sense. How did my phone end up in the car if Malik didn't put it there?

Aurora shook her head and wondered why her intel had been wrong. Had she purposely been given the wrong information? Her eyebrows furrowed in frustration as her grip on the steering wheel tightened. She had followed all the steps, dug up all the info, did her research as she had been taught.

What did she miss? Her father had taught her well. Other hunters had taught her how to hunt, kill, send demons back to hell and shoot a gun. She'd been on other hunts before, but this one had been her BIG one. A chance to prove to her father that she could be a great Hunter and do it all. He had said she wasn't ready, but being as stubborn as she was she had to try.

A ping brought her out of her jumbled thoughts and she reached for her phone pushing the answer button.

"Bobby?" Her voice came out cautiously.

"Wrong sweetheart."

The plot thickened, this male sounded way to comfortable answering/calling from Bobby's phone. Her anxiety level went down a notch because if this person meant Bobby harm, he wouldn't sound so friendly about answering a strangers phone.

Still, you couldn't be to careful and Aurora narrowed her blue eyes on the road. "Look. I don't know who you are but I NEED to speak with Bobby. If you are another Hunter passing trough, that's all fine and dandy. I just need to talk to him."

The voice on the other line sighed. "Look, he's on his way back from a thing. He'll be back soon. I was told to pass that info along. So don't get your panties in a twist"

A stab of hurt went through her, how could Bobby not personally call her back? He always had before. She thought for a moment before she spoke. "Why couldn't he call himself?"

"Obviously because he's tied up sweet cheeks-"

A growl went through the line. "Don't call me that"

It was almost as if she could feel the smirk through the phone. "What are you gonna do about it princess?"

The pain in her head intensified as she pushed the end button and hung up.

What. An. Ass. She thought with a frown as she tossed her phone into the passenger seat.

The road ahead seemed so long and she thought she'd never get to Singer Salvage.

Anxiety and adrenaline pumped through her as she threw open the door of the car and raced to the front door before the dust had even settled.

"Bobby!" She yelled, banging on the door. "Robert Singer you better be alive and well in there!"

So much for her taking caution. She had no weapon, just pure frustration and sleep deprivation. Had she been at full energy she probably would have taken care and thought ahead.

After a few seconds of banging, she turned the knob and was surprised to find it unlocked and her eyes widened.

Bobby did not leave his door unlocked often.

Glancing around she saw a metal pipe laying by the stairs and grabbed it. It wasn't much but it was something.

Cautiously she pushed the door open. "Bobby?" she called, her knuckles turning white from holding to her weapon.

A rustling captured her attention as she walked through the house. When she came through the den and peaked into the kitchen she felt a hand on her shoulder and let out a scream as she swung the pipe hard and it collided with someones arm.

"OW! I ain't gonna hurt you!" A voice shouted, a voice she recognized from the phone.

Aurora swung her head and looked at her attacker.

He was a tallish man, with blue green eyes, short dirty blonde hair dressed in dark blue jeans and a black tshirt.

"Who are you?!" She demanded, preparing to swing again.

The man rubbed the spot on his arm and grimaced. "Hey, you're the one attacking me!"

Holding the pipe like a baseball bat she backed up, knowing the back door was only a few feet away. "How about we play a game?" She asked. "You show me yours, I show you mine"

A smug grin crossed his handsome face revealing straight white teeth. "Oh. Honey, I'd like that game I just don't know if you can handle what I got to offer"

"Are you ALWAYS this ridiculous?" She asked, taking another step back as he took a step forward.

He shrugged. "How about this. I'm gonna assume since you barged on in here that you are the "A" that called earlier."

"I'm going to ASSUME your name is Sherlock with that brilliant detective work you just did" she said with sarcasm dripping from every word.

With a chuckle, he held up his hands walking more into the kitchen. "I'm Dean and I come in peace"

Before she could respond a loud banging noise got the attention of both of them as Bobby came through the door. "Aurora?" He asked when their eyes met.

"Bobby." She said with a small smile, resisting the urge to run to him and lowering the pipe every so slightly. "How's it going?"

Bobby Singer sat his packages down on the table and walked over to pull her into a hug.

"How you been kiddo?!" He asked with a small smile as he studied her.

Aurora couldn't help the grin that played across her face as she stepped back. "I've been better but I've been worse."

"Uh hello. Still here" Dean said, coming to stand next to the pair.

No one said anything for a moment, Bobby looked like he was contemplating something. "Aurora. Meet Dean Winchester"

Nothing could have stopped her jaw from dropping as she looked between Dean and Bobby. "Winchester as in John Winchester?! As in Dean who went to hell because he made a deal WINCHESTER? SAM AND DEAN WINCHESTER WHO OPENED THE GATES OF HELL!?"

The elder man nodded and Aurora trained her eyes on Dean who shrugged and smiled at her. "In the flesh sweet cheeks"