Chapter 2

A/N- I do not own Supernatural

I woke up and decided to make breakfast for Dean and I. When I walked into the room, he was passed out on the couch with Molly almost completely on top of him. I chuckled quietly before continuing my journey to the kitchen.

Molly got off of Dean and therefore woke him up when I "accidently" dropped a piece of bacon. I laughed at how fast she scarfed the bacon and her excitement.

"Good morning Starshine! The Earth says hello!" I said while still looking at the food cooking on the stove.

"What?" Dean asked groggily.

"It's a movie quote. Just let it ride." I said while scooping up some eggs, bacon, and toast on two plates before setting them down on the small card table. With a smirk I asked, "You gonna lie there all day or are you gonna come eat?"

"Yeah. I'm coming." Dean said, getting up slowly before throwing a shirt on to go with his sweatpants. After grabbing a cup of coffee from the kitchen, Dean happily sat down and ate the home cooked meal.

"So, do you have a plan on where you're going next?" I asked after spending half of the meal in silence.

"Not really. I really think there is only one more thing I can do." Dean said with a mouth full of food and a small sigh.

"And that would be…?"

"I think I'm going to have to go ask my brother for help. I'm sure he hasn't seen or heard from our dad but it's worth a shot."

"Where's your brother at?"

"He's in California. He's a Stanford boy." Dean said with a small smile. It was hard to tell but it looked like it held hints of both sadness and pride.

"Pack your things, Molly. Looks like we're going on a road trip." I said trying to liven up the mood.

"What?" Dean asked trying not to spit out his food. "You're not going."

"You came here for help so I'm going to help. Plus, I have a feeling that you'll end up stopping at Bobby's at some point so this will kill multiple birds with one stone." I said getting up to start packing some clothes and all of my weapons and ammo. "Take your time eating, get a shower, and maybe take a nap. It's gonna take me a bit to get my truck all packed up again."

"I told you that you're not going." Dean said sternly.

"Well, too bad because everything's all packed, I called the bar and told them I quit, and gave my key back to the land lady." I said closing the trunk that held my weapons in the bed of the truck and pulling the cover I had on the bed all the way down and securing it.

"You're leaving all that stuff behind?" Dean asked shocked as if someone was setting a bag of money on fire.

"No. I rented the place furnished. The only stuff that is actually mine is in the truck. So, don't worry, I'm not throwing anything away." I said with a chuckle. "So… Are we gonna stand here all day or are we heading to California?"

"Let's go." Dean said with a sigh of frustration, which caused me to smirk a bit.

"Molly, let's go!" The dog came running and jumped excitedly into the opened door of the crew cab. I chuckled at her excitement before turning to Dean. "I'll follow. Put your flashers on if you need to stop. I'll do the same."

Dean got into the impala mumbling under his breath about being stuck with me and how he had to avoid ganking me in my sleep for Bobby's sake. I got into her truck with a smirk on my face because Dean's grumbling.

"Are you sure? I was kind of expecting you to drive through the night." We were somewhere in the middle of Arizona when Dean decided that he wanted to stop for the night.

"Yeah. I could use a good four hours. Especially since we only have one driver for each car."

"Good point." I said while dropping my bag on the floor and flopping on the bed farthest from the door. Molly wasn't too far behind me plopping right on top of me. I let out a small laugh when she started to move around to find the most comfortable spot on my back. "Molly… You're going to crush me! Who's going to feed you if I get squished?"

She got off once she heard something food related. She sat on the floor in front of my face and nosed my forehead coaxing me to get up. I got up to get her food since it was way past her dinner time.

"Now that you've got her fed, why don't we go get something?" Dean asked.

"Sure." I said with a smile while looking at Molly's excitement from her food. She is ridiculously food driven. I turned to Molly as we were heading out the door, "Be good Molly. No barking and we'll be back in a bit."

Dean got into the Impala and I followed, getting into the passenger side. Once he started up the car, a familiar tune filled the air. I had to let out a small laugh at the slight irony.

"What's so funny?" Dean asked looking at me slightly while pulling out of the motel lot to head to a nearby diner.

"This is the song that basically got me into this mess." I said while looking at him with a smirk.

"You've got to admit, I did rock up there." Dean said with his own smirk.

Dean and I sang the whole way to the diner. Of course providing air guitar and drums when appropriate.

Dinner was filled with talk of music, cars, and a bunch of other stuff. We found out that we actually had a lot in common. I had to admit that he was actually kind of cute. And those green eyes are perfect…

Wait… Nope… Can't be thinking that. I had to keep this professional. This was almost like any other job. Plus, after what happened with my mom, I don't think I can trust a Winchester ever again.

"What happened to you?" Dean asked while I was getting ready for bed.

"What do you mean?" I asked with a toothbrush hanging out of my mouth.

"You were all talkative at the diner but when we came back here, you got all quiet." He said looking at my back. I could see his face in the mirror since I was still facing the sink. It was stoic but there was a slight hint of worry in his eyes.

"I'm just tired I guess." I said after I finished brushing and starting to pull my hair up in a messy bun. When I turned around, he had his arms crossed over his chest and he was looking at me skeptically. "What?"

"I may not have known you for long but I can tell that you're not just tired."

"Just let it go… Please?" I asked while walking over to my bed to fight Molly for a spot.

"Fine." He grabbed his stuff to go change for the night.

I shot up when I heard the door being messed with. Grasping the gun that I always keep under my pillow, I aimed and was prepared to take out whoever was trying to break in. The door swung open to reveal…

"Woah! It's just me!" Dean said as he walked in with a couple of bags in his hand. I sighed and placed the gun on the nightstand.

"Sorry." I said moving to sit on the edge of the bed. "I'm used to hunting alone so I wasn't expecting for someone to come into the room. And Molly's not always that great of a guard dog in the morning."

"It's alright. I understand." He said with a small smirk and setting the bags on a nearby table. "I brought food. I wasn't sure what you'd eat so I got a couple of choices. Take what you want and I'll take the rest."

"Sounds good to me." I said hopping up excitedly at the mention of food. Molly of course did the same thing. Her and I have much more in common than I thought.

"So… You gonna tell me what was up with you last night?" Of course he would bring it up. I sighed before putting my food down for a second.

"We need to focus on getting to your brother and finding John." He just kept looking at me expectantly. "Fine… All you need to know right now is that I was thinking about my mom. She went on a hunt with someone a few years back and it went bad. And I don't think I will be able to forgive the person who was with her for not helping her."

"Oh…. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it. It was like 7 years ago." I said going back to eating and avoiding eye contact.

After eating, I got ready to go really fast and then we were on the road again. And after about 12 hours, we finally made it to Stanford.

I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far. Thanks for reading!