A/n: I couldn't figure out where to end this chapter. I just kept coming up with new ideas but there definetly is some Sarah and Dean interaction, not much but some. I know how I want to get them together I just have to figure out how I get to that point because I don't want to rush it. Please Review, give me feedback.

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Chapter 4

"What's going on guys?" Sarah asked standing there in her towel.

"Absolutely nothing, just going over the plan." said Dean.

"Well, I'm going to get dressed real quick and then you guys can fill me in."

Dean watched her walk back into the bathroom, now that he agreed not to go after her he couldn't think of doing anything else. "Hem-hem." Awoke him from his thoughts, he looked at Bobby and said, "I get it she's your daughter but you can't blame me for looking. She's beautiful."

She heard the tail end of that conversation, so he thought she was beautiful. She looked at herself in the mirror and told herself to forget about that. She was here for a job and then she would be back on the road and he would forget all about her, not that she needed a relationship anyway. She knew her parents story, about how they had worked on a hunt together, they had kept in touch and ran into each other again a year later, and it just clicked. They thought that it was going to work, that they would be able to live happily ever after. But that didn't happen; Bobby was never able to figure out what happened to them. She never wanted to admit it to herself, but she knew back then that when Bobby said that she would be staying with him for a while, that it would actually be forever. She knew that they would probably never find out what happened and she had accepted that a long time ago. She looked up into the mirror and realized that she had been crying, she splashed some water on her face, recomposed herself and walked out of the bathroom.

As she came out of the bathroom, she saw the guys they looked like they were deep in conversation. "So what's the plan, Dad?"

"Well, we figured out that all of the girls looked kinda similar." He pulled out pictures of the victims, she looked at them and realized that they all kind of looked like her, in some way. "They all kind of look like you, Sarah."

"On the nights of their disappearances, they eventually end up at one of these three bars. Louie's Bar, The Green Horn and The Beer Garden. The girls were all seen leaving one of these places a little bit after 1:30. So the plan is that you go to one of these places tomorrow night and leave around that time, we will be following you in the car and see what happens. If anything goes down we'll be there to back you up." After Dean said all this he looked up at her and saw that she was looking at him, he could tell that he had bruised her ego a bit. He quickly recovered with, "Not that you will need it or anything."

She smiled when he said that, God she has a great smile, he couldn't help but smile back. Then he saw Bobby giving him a look and that made him look away.

"Well, that's it. So what do you think, Sarah-Bear?" Dean stifled a laugh when he heard what Bobby called her. Sarah ignored him, looked at her dad and asked him, "Do I get to take my gun with me?"

"Yes, Sarah, do you actually think I would let you do this unarmed? But other than that anything else about the plan that you think needs to be altered?"

"Nope, other than that I think that this will work but you guys don't actually know what this thing is, so how are you going to be sure how to kill it?"

Bobby and Dean just looked at each other, and shrugged their shoulders. "I guess we are just going to be winging it"

"Okay, as long as you have a plan" she smirked. "I'm exhausted. Can I have one of the beds? It's been a while since I haven't slept in my car."

"Yea sure honey. You can take Dean's bed. He'll sleep on the couch."

Sarah looked at Dean to make sure that he was fine with the couch, he just nodded. She nodded her thanks back. She climbed into the bed and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Bobby looked at Dean and said, "I think it's time for us to hit the hay, it's going to be a long day tomorrow." Dean just nodded and headed toward the couch, as Bobby went to the other bed.

Damn, this couch was uncomfortable, Dean thought to himself. As he was sitting there awake, he heard murmuring coming from Sarah's direction. He got up and walked over toward her bed to make sure that she was okay. As he got closer, he heard her saying "No, where are they? Where are they?" Two seconds later, she was still and looked extremely peaceful. He just stood there looking at her, her dark hair was curly he didn't notice it earlier, but she also had a huge scar on her right arm. That was something that he would like to find out about. What was he doing he never wanted to know details about a girl? he wondered, What was it about her? He didn't have time to answer that question for himself because he heard Bobby moving. He reacted quickly and went into the bathroom; he went back out when he heard the loud snores coming from Bobby. As he settled himself back onto the couch, he couldn't stop wondering how she got that scar.

The next morning Sarah decided to go out early get some food and scope out the town and where she would be going tonight. She went out to her car and pulled out of the parking lot, she turned on the radio. White Snake was playing. As she sang along with the familiar song, she remembered a summer with her parents a long time ago. They had been in the car going for a ride like they had every Sunday, this song had come on and her parents were singing along having the times of their lives. She had never seen them that happy and she would've never guessed that about six months later they would be taken away from her in the middle of the night. She looked in the mirror and saw that she had been crying, she wiped the tears away and pulled into the parking lot of the diner. She got out of her car and walked into the diner, she was used to places like this. She took a seat at one of the booths and looked around scoping out the place. The waitress came over and asked her what she wanted; she ordered a plate of pancakes and a cup of coffee. While she was eating, she called her dad and asked if he wanted her to bring any food back for them. She ordered some burgers and a pie to go, the pie was more for her. She gets back to the hotel room and Dean was the only one there.

Dean heard her pull up to the motel room; he was going to be alone with her. Well wasn't this going to be fun. He looked up as she walked through the door she had food in her hands. He wondered if any of that was for him because he was starving. "Here's a cheeseburger and some fries, for you." She smiled at him. Then something caught his eye a box, not just any box, it was a pie. She saw that he was staring at it. "Do you want some of my pie?"

"Yeah, I love pie."

"It's apple, my personal favorite.", she said as she cut him a piece.

"I really don't have a favorite I'm not biased when it comes to pie."

"So, where's my dad?" as she said it she realized what a stupid question that was.

"At the library" they said at the same time. They looked at each other and just laughed. "so I take it he got frustrated with your computer and decided to go to look at books and newspaper. He always hated using computers even though they are much faster."

"Yep, that's your dad. He's something else." He said as he thought about last night's conversation. She sat across from him hoping that he would continue. But he didn't.

"So, did you find anything new out about this thing?" she asked as she turned his computer screen toward her.

"Not really and I don't think that we will find much more." He got up from the table and went to the couch and turned on the T.V. She followed him and sat on the other end of the couch. She looked at the T.V. some comedy was on and Dean was laughing his head off. She couldn't help but laugh along with him, he had quite an infectious laugh.

Around 7 o'clock, Bobby came back and walked in on them talking and laughing. "So, you actually like Bon Jovi, I mean a lot?" Dean asked.

"Yes, I do. They rock." she giggled at the face that he was making.

"On occasion, they do. But not all the time, 'It was the heat of the moment' I love Asia." he sang, a little off key.

"Well, let's just agree to disagree about bands, at least we agree that classic rock is awesome. Oh hey Dad. I brought you a burger, but I got hungry around three. There's pie left you may want to get some before Dean finishes it."

Bobby had just stood there watching their exchange not saying anything. Dean looked at him waiting for his wrath, but then realized that he probably didn't want to kill him in front of Sarah. "Dad, hello."

"What?"

"There's pie if you want some" she looked at him curiously.

"Uh, yeah sure. I'll have some."

Sarah got up and got her dad a piece of pie. She handed it to him. She noticed the time, she completely forgot that they had something to do tonight. "So, I should be getting ready soon, I completely forgot. Time just got away from us."

She headed to the shower and as she was closing the door, she turned around and smiled at Dean, he smiled back. She leaned against the door as she closed it and started to get ready she thought about today, she hadn't had a conversation like that in like forever. They had so much in common, but they were also so different. It was just easy to talk to Dean. Throughout the day though she noticed that he looked like he wanted to ask her something, but never did. She just chalked it up to the fact that they would be going there seperate ways in a few days and they might as well not get too emotionally involved, which was something she was all for, or at least she thought so. When she came out of the bathroom an hour later, she had decided on wearing a pair of jeans and a tight low cut top. She thought she looked pretty good, but what the hell did she know. "I'm ready whenever you two are."

They both turned around on the couch looked at her. Bobby spoke first, "I guess that will work, are you sure you don't want to put on a sweater?"

She just scoffed at him. The opinion that she really wanted was Dean's, after all he was a guy and he wasn't her father in anyway. Thank God for that.

"So, Dean, what do you think?" she asked him as she twirled around, desperately wanting to here what he thought.

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I really hope that this chapter was okay, and hope you guys don't mind me focusing on her parental issues.