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Hummm... I wonder what's gonna happen next. Is Cain gonna stick with the guys?

CH.4 How Bad Can It Be

Cain woke up again at 6 :30a.m.. She closed her eyes again because she wanted to savour the moment. Sam's arm was still wrapped around her waist and she could feel the same warmth on her neck. She felt completly rested even if she had oly slept a couple of hours. Cain sighed of happiness and at that, she felt Sam starting to move next to her. She knew he was waking up.

When Sam woke up, the first thing that came to him was a smell. It smelled like grapefruit and something else that he just couldn't put his finger on. It smelled very fresh and nice. Then he felt something moving under his arm. He opened his eyes and realised that it was Cain. His firs instinct was to remove his arm and move away from her a little bit.

''I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.''

Cain laughed at that. ''Well good morning to you too Sam. Don't worry about that. I actually had a great night of sleep.''

Sam got up and started looking around for his pants because he was only wearing a t-shirt and a pair of boxers.

''I'm gonna go down to the dinner we past on the way here. I don't think Dean's gonna feel like getting up too much today. What do you want to eat?''

''Oh you don't have too. I can get something myself.''

''No it's okay. I have to go there anyway.''

''Ok then. Surprise me.''

Sam smiled at her and walked out of the door. At the sound of the door closing, Dean started moving around in the bed next to Cain.

''What is up with you people getting up so early?''

'' 'Morning Dean. How's the bruise?''

Dean got serious again. ''Better. I don't think you'll see me running around today but the ice helped.'' He started getting up from his bed slowly. '' I'll take a shower. I think there's an inch of dust in my hair.''

''Yeah. You got your beauty sleep but you still got to put some work into it.'' Cain smiled and watched him walk towards the bathroom.

''Yeah but not as much as you I can see.'' He said before starting to close the door behind him.

Cain had just the time to pick up her shoe beside the bed and throw it at the door but when it reached it, it was already closed. She could hear Dean laughing from the bathroom. She got up and walked to the mirror. Now she understood what Dean meant. Her hair was sticking out in every possible direction and she was wearing a loose t-shirt with boxers. Grabbing the hair brush in her bag, she tried to do something with her hair but it was one of those days where you couldn't do anything except put it up in a pony tail. She grabbed her pair of baggy jeans and another t-shirt from her bag and got dressed. She needed to start checking for a new hunt.

A couple of minutes later, the door opened and Sam walked in with two plastic bags in his hands.

''Breakfast's here. And I got some newspapers too. Gotta start looking for something else to hunt right?''

''Ha! Yeah I guess so. Thanks.''

Cain sat down at the little dinning table and opened the box that Sam gave her.

Pancakes and fruits. Nice!''Thanks .''

''You're welcome. Figured you were more the fruit type then the eggs-bacon-sausages-with a side of toast type.''

After Dean came out of the bathroom, they all had breakfast and Sam took out his laptop from his bag and put the newspapers on the table. Cain grabbed one and started looking for strange deaths. Something caught her attention. A couple of cars had been found on a road called Lost Cabin rd. in Wyoming. The owners of the cars were never found and there was no traces of violence. Apparently one witness managed to get away but hadn't talked to anyone but the police about what he had seen.

''Hummm... I found something.''

''Me too.'' Said Sam. ''Couple of people dissappeared in Wyoming.''

''Are you talking about the Lost Cabin rd. case? 'Cause that one is mine.'' Cain said while looking over her paper.

Dean let out a small laugh. ''Wait. You mean there's a road called Lost Cabin rd in Wyoming. How appropriate.''

''Sam this is my case. I'm glad we met and everything but I don't do good in teams.''

Dean looked at Sam with a piece of bacon in his mouth: ''Dude let's find something else. I'm sure she can take care of that one.''

Cain knew that tone. He didn't think she could do it. ''That's right. I can take care of it.'' Cain gave him a little attitude.

''See. The girl can handle herself.'' Dean was kind of dissapointed that they would go their separate ways but he certainly wasn't going to admit it.

''Good.'' said Cain cocking her head to the side.

''Good.'' said Sam and Dean.

''Well, I guess this is where we go our separate ways.'' Cain got up. ''Thanks for everything. It was nice meeting you.'' she extended her hand.

''Same here.'' said Sam as he shook her hand.

''Yeah.'' Dean shook her hand too.

She went to her bed and grabbed her bag with all her clothes and the duffel bag that contained all her arsenal. ''I hope we run into eachother again.'' She couldn't help but feel a pinch on the heart as she looked at the guys for the last time. She walked to the door and opened it before turning around one last time. ''Check out is at 11.''She closed the door and started walking toward the parking lot.

Sam and Dean were still standing in the room.

''Well. I guess that's it.'' Sam said as he grabbed the newspaper.

'' Yeah. She was...'' But he never finished his sentence.

''ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRG!'' the scream came from outside the room.

Sam and Dean recognized Cain's voice and ran outside the room. Well Sam ran and Dean was more like limping out of the room.

''MY CAR! WHERE IS MY CAR!! WHERE'S MY BABY!!''

''God CAIN! You scared the SHIT out of us.''Dean got to her side.

Cain was sitting on the ground looking defeated and her bags had been thrown on the ground a little behind her. Her car was gone. GONE! She loved that car and now it was probably somewhere being stripped appart for it's pieces. She knew she couldn't go to the police because there were still some guns inside the car and that would, how to say, arise suspicions.

Sam was getting her bags and putting them on his shoulders. ''Well. I guess we're gonna have to tag team this case after all.''

''My car... my car...'' those were the only words that Cain could say. She had seen horrible things during her career as a hunter but this... THIS really took the prize. Dean grabbed Cain's shoulder and helped her up.

''Come on. Let's go back to the room.''

After an hour, Cain was starting to get use to the idea that she was never going to see her car again. She couldn't believe someone would do that. Wait no that's not true. She did believe someone would do that but she never thought it would happen to her. Now she was stuck without a car. Of course Sam and Dean offered her to stick around but Cain didn't really trust herself around them. She let her guards down and that wasn't good because she didn't know what she would do if something like what happened last night with Dean would happen again. Cain had not said a word in over an hour and Sam and Dean were still sitting at the table looking up the case on the internet and looking for legends and myths or something that could point them in the right direction.

''Ok.'' She said.

''Ok what?'' Sam looked up from the small brown book he was holding.

''Ok I'll come with you. On the hunt.''

''Good. Now that that's settled would you like to help?'' Dean threw a book at her. ''You can start with that one.''

Half an hour later, they still hadn't found anything and it was almost check out time. They decided to hit the road and question the witness when they would be in Wyoming.

''I think there's still some space left in the trunk for your stuff.'' Said Dean when he popped the trunk open.

''Thanks. You can never have too many guns and rock salt bullets uh?''

''Guess not.'' He smiled at her.

Sam came back from the front office and got in the driver's seat.

''The hell you are!'' said Dean as he got next to Sam. ''I'm driving.''

Sam switched seats with Dean and Cain got in the back seat. Dean seemed to be doing better and driving wasn't really a problem. She had to admit that the car was a beauty. She never really liked muscle cars but this one had a little something.

2 and a half hours later, they were driving down the highway at a speed Cain was not too comfortable with. Dean seemed to know what he was doing but she wasn't used to drive that fast. All of a sudden, Cain could see cars in front of her.

''Damn it!'' Dean breaked a little harder than he intended to. ''I freaking HATE traffic.''

Everyone had stopped and Cain could see farter down the road an ambulance and police cars.

''I think there's been an accident.''

''Great! Just what we needed.'' Dean said. At that, he reached for the radio and cranked up the volume. Highway to Hell from AC/DC was playing and Dean started taping along the song on the steering wheel.

''Could you please turn that down a little bit please.'' Said Cain. '' I can't stand this music.''

Sam made a face at Cain that said: You shouldn't have said that.

''Excuse me! This is AC/DC you're talking about. They freaking rule! Anyway: driver controls the radio.''

''At least put it down a litlle. My ears hurt.''

''No way. You're riding my car, you're listening to my music.''

Sam could only smile at the exchange. It was like watching a game of tug-o-war.

After 20 minutes of listening to Dean's music, Cain reached from the back seat and turned the volume down.

''No you're not!'' and he turned the volume back on. ''You, missy, are staying in the back seat and NEVER touching my music again.''

At that, Cain reached again from the back seat, this time putting one arm around Dean's neck .''Aww come on Dean. You can do that one little tiny thing for me. I have a headache. Please...'' said Cain in a sexy voice. Dean was a little surprised at that and was concentrating on the arm around his neck. All the while, Cain reached for the radio with her other hand and took out the cassette before throwing it out the window.

''WHAT THE HELL! MY CASSETTE! YOU WOMAN... ARE CRAZY!''

Sam started laughing uncontrollably at that. ''Well... I always told you that you should update your cassette tape collection.''

A couple of seconds later the three of them could see the traffic starting to clear up in front if them.

''Great! Now you owe me a cassette.''

''Right... do they even make those things anymore?''

''Don't know, don't care. You're getting me a new one.''

''Why don't you just get a CD player like everyone or even better, an Ipod!''

''Nobody and I repeat NOBODY is gonna screw with my car. Especially not you!''

Sam had to intervene before someone started throwing puches. ''Ok guys. Let's just drive so we can get there before this thing kills anymore people.''

Cain turned and stared outside for most of the ride. At least I don't have to listen to his music anymore.

Dean faced the road and glared at Cain through the rearview mirror for a couple of seconds. Like I always say: Monsters I get, but people are just crazy.

Hope you liked this chapter. I know there wasn't alot of action but it was necessary for the rest of the story. Read the next chapter because you WON'T be dissapointed. Muhahahaha!

Red Sky at Morning

(about Bela)
Dean: Can I shoot her?
Sam: Not in public.

(I have a feeling that this is what Dean is feeling towards Cain at the moment.)