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Chapter 6

It was almost nine before everyone was finally awake and moving. The boys let the girls take turns showering first before Sam went in and then Dean. While Dean was in the shower, Allison had gone outside with her and Addison's things to pack them away in the back of the truck. It was then that Addison turned her attention to Sam as he packed up his bag.

"So, where are you guys heading to now?" she asked and Sam looked at her.

"Don't know yet," Sam said. "We might go and see a friend of ours, or just search for another job." Addison nodded and tucked some her hair behind her ears. "What about you and Allie?"

"When we get in the truck, Allie's probably going to tell me we're heading up to Iowa," she said. "I heard her on the phone this morning with a guy we know up there, and it sounded like he's got a job for us."

"You don't sound too thrilled about it," Sam said as he zipped up his bag and Addison chuckled.

"I'm not," she said. "I was hoping to convince Allie to drive down to Florida so we could soak up some sun, splash around in the ocean, and have an actual vacation for a couple of days."

"Vacation? What's that?" Sam teased and Addison laughed again.

"Yeah, no kidding," she said before she ran her hand through her hair with a soft sigh as she looked at Sam. He smiled at her and she couldn't stop herself from what she did next. Addison moved closer to Sam and rose onto her toes as she brought her hand to his neck and pulled his face to hers. She kissed him chastely before letting go of him and stepping back. Sam slowly righted himself, his hazel eyes locked with Addison's. "Sorry," she said, a blush gracing her cheeks and Sam shook his head.

"Don't be," Sam said with a small smile. "You sort of beat me to it." Addison smiled and the pair just looked at each other for several beats until Allison walked back into the room. They looked away from each other then and at her as she smiled at them, but the smile didn't quite reach her eyes.

"Everything's in the truck," Allison said quietly and Addison nodded.

"I suppose we should be hitting the road then," Addison said and she looked at Sam, a faint blush still gracing her cheeks. "Don't be a stranger, okay? If you and your brother need my sister and her big brain or me and my quick draw, just give us a call. We're never too far away." Sam smiled at her and nodded.

"All right," he said. "Same goes for you. If you ever need anything, just call."

"Thanks, Sam, we will," Allison said as she tucked her hands into the front pockets of her jeans and looked at her sister. "Ready?" she asked and Addison nodded.

"Yeah, I'll meet you outside," she said before she walked past Allison and went outside. Allison glanced at the closed bathroom door and then turned her eyes up to Sam.

"Sam, would you tell Dean I said good bye?" she asked. "We'd wait, but . . ."

"You got to head up to Iowa," Sam said and Allison furrowed her brow as she smiled in wonder. "Addie heard you on the phone this morning and told me that she figured that's where you guys would be headed."

"I love my sister, but she has got to be the nosiest person I have ever met," she said with a chuckle that made Sam smile. "I can never have a phone conversation without her listening in. You'd think I'd have learned my lesson by now and sneak off into another room." Sam scoffed a laugh just as the bathroom door opened and Dean walked out. The tightness that had been in Allison's chest all morning tightened even more as Dean turned his green eyes on her and she suddenly felt sick at the thought of leaving.

"Where's Addie?" Dean asked and Allison pulled her hands from her jean pockets and gestured behind her with her right hand.

"Out in the truck," she said. "We've got to get going."

"Now?" Dean asked with a frown and Allison nodded. "Why?"

"A job in Iowa," she said and Dean sighed heavily before he looked away from her and at his brother. Sam understood the look and quickly grabbed his bag from the bed.

"I'm just going to put my stuff in the car," Sam said before he left them alone yet again. Allison watched Sam walk out before she looked back at Dean.

"Allie, I don't think you and Addie should go off on your own just yet," Dean said and Allison frowned.

"Why not?" she asked, her tone was a little sharper than she intended it to be but the words were already out.

"Because it's not a good idea," he said.

"Dean, Addie and I have been hunting on our own since we were eighteen and dragged across the country on jobs by our father from the time we were seven," she said. "We can take care of ourselves."

"I don't doubt it, but there's stuff going on that you and Addie don't know about," Dean said, "and now that you're connected to Sam and me, you guys could be in for a whole lot more hurt."

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

"Look, I can't explain it right now," Dean said as he closed the distance between them, leaving less than a foot of space between their bodies. Allison tilted her head back so she was looking up at him and he was looking down at her. "I want you and Addie to stick with us for a while."

"I'm sorry, Dean, but we're not going with you," Allison said with a shake of her head.

"Why not?" he asked sharply.

"Because," she said, "as much as I would love to, we can't. A friend of ours has a job waiting for us in Iowa. I can't leave him hanging. He's helped us before and it's our turn to return the favor."

"Then we'll come with you," Dean said and Allison's frown deepened.

"Dean, what is going on? Why are you acting like this?" she asked and Dean sighed as he looked down at the floor for a second before he returned his eyes to her.

"The demon in your dream," Dean said. "The demon with the white eyes . . . I know who he is and he's not someone I want you to cross paths with."

"Dean, it was just a dream," she said trying to ignore the sinking feeling that came along with Dean's words. "Besides, the job we're going on doesn't involve demons."

"Allie, will you just trust me?" he asked and Allison quieted the retort she had lined up when she took in the serious expression on Dean's face.

"Are you and Sam in some sort of trouble?" she asked and Dean sighed as he ran his hand over his mouth.

"Allie," he started but she interrupted.

"No, Dean, no more excuses or telling me to trust you," she said. "My dad gave me plenty of those speeches growing up. I'm twenty-five years old, Dean, not five. I can take it just tell me what the hell is going on."

"The apocalypse, Allie, that's what's going on," Dean snapped and Allison's eyebrows rose and disbelief was clear on her face.

"Like the end of the world, Hell on Earth, apocalypse?" she asked and Dean gave her a curt nod.

"Yeah," he said.

"How do you know?"

"It's a long story," he said softly and Allison frowned when he didn't say anything else.

"That's all you're going to give me?" she asked. "You tell me the apocalypse is happening and you won't even elaborate on that fact?"

"Allie, I want to tell you, but right now is not the time," Dean said and Allison sighed as she looked away from him with her hands on her hips. Her mind was in a million different places with the little bit of information he gave her, and something he told her suddenly made sense.

"You said that now that Addie and I are connected to you and your brother, we're in danger," she said before she returned her eyes to Dean's tense face. "What do you have to do with the apocalypse?"

"That falls under the 'right now is not the time' blanket," Dean said and Allison gave him a pointed look, which made him sigh and look away from her briefly. "We're trying to stop it."

"How?"

"Is this twenty questions or something?" he asked tersely and Allison threw up her hands in frustration.

"What do you expect, Dean? You just told me the apocalypse is looming, you're trying to stop it from happening, and that my sister and I are in danger now because we know you," Allison said. "That's not really something you can say 'okay' to and walk away."

"I know, Allie, I know; but please just trust me," Dean said and Allison sighed at the words before she nodded her head.

"Alright," she said softly. "Alright. You and Sam can help Addie and me on this job, but, Dean, I want an explanation. I want you to tell me what's going on."

"I will," he said. "I promise." They looked at each other for several quiet beats until Allison looked away from him and cleared her throat.

"Hurry up and get your ass outside. Try to keep up," Allison said before she turned around and left the room, leaving Dean behind. Dean sighed heavily before he grabbed his packed bag he had left on his bed and followed Allison from the room.

"Why are they following us?" Addison asked an hour into the ride and Allison sighed quietly. She had yet to tell her sister what transpired between her and Dean in the room while she waited in the car, and she was hoping to wait until they stopped for gas or something. "Allie, are you going to answer me sometime today?" Addison asked and Allison glanced away from the road and at her sister before returning her eyes to the highway.

"They're coming with us to Chris'," she said and Addison frowned.

"Why?" she asked.

"Dean insisted on helping us with the job."

"Again I ask, why?"

"He wouldn't take 'no' for an answer."

"Okay, the way you're gripping the steering wheel and the fact that you haven't even reached to turn the radio on are tell tale signs that something is going on," Addison said. "Care to let me in on whatever secret you're keeping."

"Dean thinks we're in danger," Allison said and Addison's frown returned to her face.

"Allie, we're always in danger. Sort of the territory that comes with the job," she said.

"I know, but . . . last night I told Dean about the nightmare the mare had put me in," she said and Addison's eyebrows rose in disbelief as she looked at her sister's profile. Allison hadn't breathed a word about what she dreamed to her, her twin sister, and yet she spilled it to a guy she barely knows.

"And you haven't told me?" Addison said and Allison sighed as she glanced at her sister again.

"Don't take it personally, Addie," Allison said. "I was planning on telling you during the drive. The only reason I told Dean was because I couldn't sleep and I accidently woke him up. He asked me what was wrong and I found myself telling him. The point is there was something in my dream that sort of, for the lack of a better word, freaked Dean out a bit."

"What?" Addison asked her hurt dissipating at the soft tone Allison's voice took.

"In the dream, we were in this warehouse fighting demons," Allison said. She knew she had to tell Addison sometime and that moment was as good as any. "Sam and Dean were there with us but things weren't turning out so well for us. Sam and Dean were killed . . . so were you. I was hurt, crying, and kneeling next to you when I was thrown against a wall. I fell to the floor and was laying there until one of the demons came over to me and grabbed me by the throat. He pinned me to the wall, and he was much stronger than any demon we have ever faced before, Addie. His eyes were white, and he said he was going to enjoy torturing me. That was what freaked Dean out because he told me this morning"

"Why did the demon with the white eyes freak him out?"

"Because he said he knows the demon, and I think the dream put the thought in his head that the demon will come for us," Allison said. She decided not to tell Addison that Dean also told her the apocalypse was on the horizon. "He also told me that something else was going on and that he would explain everything to me after the job."

"Allie, have we gotten ourselves into something big?" Addison asked and Allison sighed quietly as she nodded.

"I think so, Addie," she said and Addison laughed. Allison frowned as she glanced at Addison who was openly laughing. "What's so funny?"

"This is just so typical us, isn't it?" Addison asked through her chuckling.

"What do you mean?" Allison asked.

"We always seem to get ourselves into something crazy, don't we?" Allison made a face before she chuckled and nodded her head.

"Yeah, we do."

"At least we have some eye candy to ogle at this time though," Addison said and Allison smirked and glanced at Addison. "You gotta admit Dean wanting to tag along is a perk. Who's to say you won't have a repeat of your first night together when everything's said and done. I know that you'd like that, especially after the look that was on your face when you came back into the room."

"Okay, Addie, enough about Dean and me; what's going on with you and Sam?" Allison asked, trying to get her mind off the conversation she had had with Dean and the knot in her stomach since then.

"Nothing," Addison said. "Well, maybe something."

"Oh?" Allison asked.

"I kissed him," Addison admitted. "It wasn't really a big deal. It was more of a 'this is the last time I'm going to see you and I've got to know what it's like' sort of thing." Allison chuckled and shook her head. "What?"

"You're usually the one rolling in the sheets with a guy while I'm sitting in the truck," Allison said. "We sort of did a role reversal this time around, huh?" Addison laughed and smiled in response to her sister's observation, however, before she could say anything her phone started ringing.

"Hello?" she said, not bothering to look at the ID after she pulled it out of her jacket pocket. She paused and listened as Sam spoke on the other end. "Okay, we'll pull off," Addison said before she leaned over and looked at the gages in front of her sister. "We could use a fill up too. Bye."

"Sam or Dean?" Allison asked.

"Sam," Addison said as she tucked her phone back in her pocket. "They want us to pull off at the next exit. There's a gas station and Dean needs to fill up their car." Allison nodded as the exit off the highway came into view. She turned on her blinker and started to pull off the highway.

"So," Sam said as he put his phone back into his coat pocket, "are you going tell me why we're going with them?" Dean glanced at his brother as he followed Allison's truck onto the exit and rolled his eyes.

"I told Allie we'd give her and Addie a hand on the case since they helped us out," Dean said. "It's not a big deal Sam."

"I know it's not, but it's also not like you," Sam said. "Look, man, I know you like her but why are you acting like this?"

"Acting like what?" Dean asked with a frown as he followed Allison's truck into the gas station and pulled up to a pump, putting the Impala in park, and looked at Sam.

"Like you're worried about something," Sam said and Dean sighed as he looked away from Sam and out his window where he saw Allison's truck parked. Addison popped out of the cab and went towards the pump to start filling up the truck.

"Allison told me about the nightmare she had when the mare attacked her," Dean started as he looked at Sam and Sam was looking at him expectantly. "Alastair was in her dream, Sammy."

"She knows who Alastair is?" Sam asked, his eyebrows raised and shock clearly written on his face.

"No," Dean said. "She doesn't."

"How do you know it was Alastair?"

"She said in her nightmare that Addie and her were fighting a group of demons in a warehouse. Apparently, we were there and fighting with them," Dean said. "We didn't win the fight. Addie, you, and me were killed and she said a very powerful male demon with white eyes pinned her to the wall by her throat and said he was going to enjoy listening to her screams as he tortured her. I only know one demon that gets his kicks out of torture, Sam."

"Maybe the mare read one of your fears when it looked at you before you shot it and threw Alastair into Allie's dream," Sam suggested.

"Maybe, but I don't want to chance it," Dean said before he got out of the car and Sam frowned. After a second, he quickly climbed out of the car and walked over to where Dean was standing at the back of the Impala with gas pump in hand. However, before he could get his question out, Allison's voice broke through the silence.

"Hey, I'm getting Addie and myself something to drink," she said. "You boys want anything?"

"Sure," Sam said after he glanced at Dean. "Whatever you pick is fine."

"Okay," she said with a forced smile before she walked towards the station store. Sam turned back around to Dean and leaned against the car while Dean filled it up.

"What do you mean you don't want to chance it?" Sam asked quietly and Dean kept his eyes on the pump while the gas flowed into the car. "Dean?" Sam questioned, but Dean still didn't look at him and realization washed over him. "You told her didn't you? How much did you tell her?"

"Not much," Dean said as he took the nozzle out of the car and put it back on the pump, "but I promised to tell her what was going on." Sam sighed before he thought a minute and nodded.

"Maybe it's a good thing you told her," Sam said. "They can help us keep an eye out." Dean just nodded his head as he screwed the fuel cap back on. That hadn't been his reason for telling Allison, but Sam had a point.

"Guess you're right," Dean said and the pair wasn't alone for long.

"What has you two looking like somebody keyed this baby?" Addison asked and Sam and Dean looked at her as she rested her elbows on the trunk of the Impala and looked over it at the brothers. Dean raised his eyebrows at her analogy, but Addison just smiled at him. Obviously, Allison hadn't shared with her what he did and in a way he was glad.

"Just talking," Sam said with a smile and Addison nodded.

"Here you guys go," came Allison's voice from behind the boys and they turned around and saw her standing there with two bottles of soda extended to them. Sam smiled as he took the bottle from her and nodded his thanks.

"Thanks Allie," Dean said.

"You're welcome," she said. Allison didn't like the look on Dean's face, and since the last thing she had said to him hadn't been so kind, she had an idea to make up for it. "Well, we ready to get back on the road?"

"Yeah," Sam and Addison chorused before the smiled at each other and Addison pushed off the trunk of the Impala before heading back to the truck. Sam turned and climbed back into the Impala while Dean and Allison remained at the back.

"Hey," she said as Dean started to walk around the car and he stopped and looked at her. "Sorry if I was a bit of a bitch earlier. I was just frustrated that you didn't give me any more information."

"It's fine, Allie, no hard feelings," Dean said and Allison nodded before she put her free hand on his left arm and raised up on her toes to place a kiss on his cheek.

"I'm still sorry," she whispered as she remained on her toes and her face a breath away from his. He turned his head slightly and smiled slightly before he dipped his head and placed a kiss on her lips.

"Apology accepted," he whispered, his lips brushing against hers before he pressed another kiss to her lips. However, the kiss didn't last long because Addison honked the horn of the truck, making Allison jump and pull back from Dean slightly.

"Come on you two! Save that for the motel room!" she yelled out the window and Allison blushed a deep shade of pink before she took half a step back from Dean and smiled up at him.

"Don't worry so much, okay," Allison said. "Apocalypse or not, Addie and I can hold our own just fine. Like I told you, we're tougher than we look." Dean just nodded while Allison jogged over to the truck and he heard her speaking quickly in Gaelic to her sister. Dean smirked at the tone of her voice as he walked around the car and climbed in. He had no clue what she was saying, but he had a feeling Addison was getting a tongue lashing.