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Sandy was in her room packing her clothes when her phone rang. "Stay away from those boys!" an eerie voice on the other end of the line said. "Give me one good reason and I will." She replied. "If you don't I'll kill you!" the voice said.

"Not good enough. Bye." Sandy hung up her phone and continued packing. Suddenly an arrow shot straight towards her. Fortunately she dodged it before it hit. "They have got to learn new tricks. That's the eighth time they've used arrows!" she exclaimed. Sam appeared at the door followed by Dean.

"What happened?" Sam asked looking at the arrow in the wall next to her and the open window. "Just someone trying to kill me. Nothing strange there." Sandy said pulling out the arrow, tossing it aside and closing the window. "Nothing strange? This has happened before!" Dean yelled. "Well yeah! I'm a hunter! Word gets around to the bad guys and they try to kill me before I can get rid of them." she sighed exasperatedly.

Sam had a weird look on his face like he was trying to figure something out but his brain got stuck. Sandy and Dean started to laugh. "What?" Sam asked looking even more confused. "The look on your face!" Dean laughed. "Sorry Sam but it was hilarious!" Sandy giggled. "Whatever!" Sam sighed. After Dean and Sandy had calmed down Sandy grabbed her stuff and they left her house.

They had been on the road three days. Three very long, very tense, days. Everyone was tired and irritated. "Dean?" Sandy started waiting for a reply before she continued. "What now?" Dean asked annoyed. "Can you pull over?" Sandy asked a hint of annoyance in her own voice. "Why?" "Because if you don't one of us is going to be cleaning up a puddle that's why!" Sandy said rubbing her forehead.

Dean nearly rolled the car as he pulled over. Sam laughed as Sandy bolted out of the car and dashed behind a tree. "What's so funny?" Dean asked confused. "I haven't seen her move that fast before that's all." Sam said. Dean started to laugh as well. They were still snickering as Sandy walked back to the car.

"What on earth are you two snickering about?" she asked sounding irritated. "Nothing. You good to go now?" Dean asked before he pulled out onto the road. "Until we reach the nearest gas station, yes." She answered. "Why the nearest gas station?" Sam asked. "Never you mind!" Sandy snapped. "Ok! Sorry for asking a simple question!" Sam said holding up his arms in surrender. "No I'm sorry for snapping. I just don't feel real great right now and you two laughing while I feel miserable doesn't really help my already foul mood." Sandy said.

"Well what are we supposed to do? Feel miserable so you can feel better?" Dean asked sarcastically. "No but a little sympathy would be nice!" She retorted. "I have sympathy for you Sandy." Sam smiled. "Thank you Sam. It's nice to know someone cares!" Sandy said glaring at Dean.

"Whatever. I don't see why you want our sympathy when we don't even know what the hell is going on with you!" he snapped. "Think about it Dean! I'm a girl, I'm irritable and I'm about to start crying! What the hell do you think is wrong with me?" Sandy replied. "Oh." Was all Dean said. "Great! I'm stuck in a car in the middle of nowhere with a complete moron!" she said starting to cry as she predicted.

"Oh crap. Um…I'm sorry?" Dean tried. He didn't like it when girls cried. In truth it scared him. Sandy just cried harder. "Pull over Dean." Sam whispered. Dean complied pulling over once again. Sam got out and moved to the back seat. He gave Sandy a hug and let her cry on his shoulder. She pulled back and smiled at Sam. "Thanks. I really appreciate that." She said. "Anytime." Sam assured her.

After a quick stop at a gas station for food and other things they were back on the road again. Only this time Sam was in the back seat sleeping and Sandy was in the passenger seat reading the map. "This tourist map says there should be a motel about six blocks from here." Sandy said thoroughly engrossed in the map. "Ok, we'll stop there for the night." Dean said glancing back at Sam through the rearview mirror.

"Can we get two rooms? I'm not used to having other people in the room with me when I sleep." Sandy said. "No can do. We're short on money as it is." Dean said checking his wallet on their way to check into the motel. "Fine, But I call one of the beds and I don't plan on sharing. At least not with you anyway." She stated.

"Ouch. That hurt." Dean said sarcastically.

Hey everyone sorry it took so long! Sandy didn't want to do what I told her to. Any way hope you all like the new chapter! And a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig thanks to everyone who reviewed!