Chapter 12

A/N- I do not own Supernatural

"Ladies and Gents…. Are you guys ready to rock tonight?" Jerry said into the mike, making the crowd go wild. "Well, you're in for a real treat tonight. She doesn't come back often but when she does, we always have an awesome time. Without further ado…. Sarah Singer."

The crowd went crazy as the band and I walked out on stage. I set my trusty guitar against one of the amps to use later before walking up to the mike.

"How are y'all doing tonight?" After the cheering died down, I continued. "Alright! Let's get this party started."

*Rock of Ages- Def Leppard

The crowd was going nuts. When I still lived and worked in this Texas town many years ago, this song always got the crowd pumped. However, there was always one more that got them even more pumped. Of course, that was going to be my closer.

"Alright y'all… I'm going to slow it down a bit." I said once the song was done and picking up my guitar. I had also noticed that two familiar faces had walked in half way through the first song. I could see the look of shock on both of their faces and a hint of nostalgia on Dean's. "It's a newer song but I've become addicted to it."

*From the Ground Up- Dan + Shay

"Tonight has been great you guys. I have missed this stage." I scanned the room to look for the boys. Once I my eyes met with Deans, I continued. "10-ish years ago, during my last minute farewell performance, I met a good friend of mine and I dragged him up on stage with me. Now, I'm not going to do it again because I don't want him to embarrass himself again. However, this last song is going to be the one that him and I originally bonded over and still do."

*Carry On…

"Unfortunately, that is the end. And even worse…. It's last call. Thanks you guys! Have a good night!"

I packed up and saw Jerry for a few drinks and my payment that I always refused but he forced me to take. I walked over to the boys with my stuff and a tray with beers for all of us.

"So… How'd I do?" I asked sarcastically.

"I think the last song was better when I sang it." Dean said with a smirk.

"Wait… You let him get up on stage and sing?" Sam asked astonished.

"Yeah. He's actually pretty good when he tries." I said laughing and taking a swig of my drink. "Mmm… I love me some Angry Moon."

"You're in a real nostalgic mood." Dean said with a smirk.

"I'm happy to come back and visit. Kind of weirded out that there was a case here but I'm glad to be back. Plus, like I said, this is where I met you. That was the first steps for me to decide and help you get Sammy and look for your dad." I said with a sigh. "That's how I got back into hunting the bigger things and not just looking for salt and burns."

"I guess I see why this place brings up so many memories then." Sam said.

"Yeah. It was a little hard to leave since I met some awesome people. But I'm glad Dean came around because I wouldn't have met you guys." I said with a huge grin.

"Hey! No chick flick moments." Dean said with a straight face and pointing a finger at me. He didn't stay like that for long. His finger dropped and a grin broke out on his face too. "So, have you made a decision?"

"I have but, I need you to promise me one thing." I said with a serious face.

"What is it?" Sam asked with a confused expression.

"I know how you are when it comes to pets," I said turning towards Dean. "But, if I decide to get a dog then they will be able to stay. With no complaints."

"Fine." Dean said faking annoyance.

"Please. You loved Molly. You can't deny that you two were pretty much best friends from day one."I said with a wink. I just got an eye roll in response. "Alright guys… Finish up. I want to get out of here before people start asking questions."

"Questions?" Sam asked.

"Yeah…. When are you coming back? Why'd you leave? Who are the two guys you're with? That last one comes in many forms too and usually include wanting introductions." I said with a tight smile. I then chugged the last quarter of my beer before saying "Let's go."

The next morning, we packed up and left Texas and headed to the boys' bunker in Kansas. Both boys were in the Impala and I followed in my truck. I was very confused when we pulled up to what looked like and abandoned factory. I pulled in behind the Impala and parked next to them in a garage.

"Wow. This is like a legit bunker." I said walking around looking at the old cars in the garage. "This is sweet."

"Just wait until you see the rest of it." Sam said with a smirk.

"Yeah. I feel like you're going to be in the shooting range a lot." Dean said grabbing one of my bags walking towards the door that most likely lead to the inside. I grabbed the rest of my stuff, one other bag and of course my guitar.

"There's a shooting range in here?" I asked in shock.

"Yeah. The library is awesome too." Sam said with a glint in his eye.

"Sammy, your inner nerd is showing." I said playfully pushing him with my shoulder.

The boys gave me the tour and gave me a room. I was in shock and Sam wasn't kidding about how awesome the library was. The garage was probably towards the top of my list though. Not only did I have a place to stay but my truck did too. She didn't have to suffer through the elements every day. I'm sure Dean felt the same way about Baby.

I was unpacking my stuff when I heard someone knock on the door. I turned to see Dean standing in the door way.

"How's it going?" He asked going to sit on my bed.

"First, get your dirty boots off my bed. Second, it's kind of weird." I said seriously. "It's weird to have some place to always go back to after a hunt. A home… And a place to leave my stuff and know it will always be here when I get back. After 30 plus years of hunting, I became used to living out of a duffle bag and staying in cheap motels."

"What about that time you were living in Texas? Right before you left with me to find Sammy?"

"I never fully unpacked. My apartment was furnished. The only things that were actually mine were my clothes and hunting gear. Most of my gear usually stayed in the truck. Molly and her stuff obviously were in the apartment. My stuff was scattered between the two since I went on small hunts every so often. I was still living out of a duffle for a good part of those two years there."

"Don't worry." He said with a sigh. He walked up to me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders for a hug. I returned the hug by wrapping my arms around his waist. "You'll get used to it. I understand what you mean. We both grew up hunting so I completely understand. But, it is nice to know that you always have some place to come back to."

"I'm going to go start dinner and let you finish here." He said pulling away.

"You cook? Am I going to be able to eat your food without dying?" I asked.

"Oh sweetheart, you have no idea how amazing I am." He said kissing my forehead before walking out of the room.

I stood there for a few moments trying to fight off the smile that was growing on my face. I went back to unpacking and still couldn't stop it.