A/N: I am sorry it has been a while I meant to get a chapter up a while ago, but I broke my leg and school has been hectic. But here it is I don't know how I feel about this chapter, I kinda suck at the adventure stuff, I kinda just need to get it out of the way. This chapter probably sucks and I'm sorry about but like I said before I suck at writing action/adventure stuff. This was a hard chapter to write so I am sorry if it sucks so bad. It might take me a while before i put up the next chapter because finals are coming up and I'm really not motivated to right these next couple chapters but it will happen i will get to the good stuff.

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Chapter 6

Sarah stepped into the smoky building and headed to the bar to order a beer. She glanced around and took in her surroundings, and she hadn't seen anything out of the ordinary. The bar looked like any bar you would find in any small town around the country from the wooden booths to the peanuts on floor, the tables scattered around the room, the dart board on the wall and she would assume that the bathroom stalls had vulgar things written on them. It seemed like every other bar she had ever been in, even the crowd seemed the same, there were the old regulars in the back corner, the girls who tried to hard with their push-up bras and way too much make-up, the guys who check those girls out, then there is the loner at the end of the bar, and every other bar cliché you can think of. The bartender brings her the beer she ordered and smiles at her; she says thanks and takes a seat. She takes a sip of her beer, out of the corner of her eye she sees Dean and Bobby walk in and take a seat in one of the booths. She turns around on the bar stool to get a different perspective of the place, that's when she sees him, one of those guys she recognized earlier when she walked into the bar he was headed right towards her. He sits down on the seat next to her, leans in whispers in her ear, "You are very hot, you'd be even hotter with me."

She can feel Dean's eyes on her and she leans back into the guy, "Listen dude, you are totally not my type. So, why don't you go back over to your friends or even better over to that blonde girl over there and try that lame line on her?"

She glanced over toward Dean and her father and shook her head at their concerned looks. Okay, her dad's look was concerned but Dean's seemed to have a glint of jealousy or maybe she was just seeing things. She looked at the guy sitting next to her; he apparently didn't understand rejection so she decided to try again. 'Are you deaf or do you not speak anything beyond moron?" she said rather loudly. The bartender behind her just chuckled and with that the guy just walked away dumbstruck with his mouth wide open.

Dean was about to stand up and walk over towards the pair at the bar, but then he saw the guy walk away. He didn't actually know what he was going to do or say when he got over there, but she handled herself well from what he could tell. This situation was really affecting him and his concentration on the job, okay it wasn't the situation it was her. Everything about her made him lose focus, her beautiful blue eyes, and the way she moved across the room, how her hair hit her shoulders, and so many other little things that he can't quite put a finger on. He grabbed his beer in front of him and took a long swig; he needed to pull it together. He looked at his watch, it was 12:30, only an hour until Sarah was going to walk out of the bar, he needed to get his head back into the game. He glanced over toward where she was sitting, but she wasn't there anymore. He started to panic on the inside and then he saw her dark hair moving through the crowd. She was fine; he can't believe how worried he was when she was not in his sight. She caught his eye and she smiled a small smile, one that you wouldn't have noticed if you had blinked in that moment, luckily he didn't, that smile was for him or at least he thought so. With that thought in his mind he stood up and headed towards the door with Bobby following close behind they left the smoky bar.

She watches them leave and knows that it is going to be time for her to leave soon also. Before Dean had left she smiled when she looked at him she barely realized that she was doing it, there was a look in his eyes when he looked at her that made her think that maybe he actually liked her. It reminded her of that moment earlier in the motel room when they were looking into each other's eyes, it may have been a brief moment but it was the first time in her life that she had felt anything like that. She didn't know exactly what this feeling was. She really didn't want to figure out what it was , she had a feeling that it would just lead to some kind of trouble. what kind she had know idea. She ordered another beer from the bartender just so that she could kill some more time. Her mind was going through all of the scenarios of how this hunt was going to go down, she was ready for a fight, it had been a while since her last hunt and she needed to get rid of some of this energy that had been building up for the last month.

It was time for Sarah to leave the bar and go to her car; she stood up from her barstool she stumbled a little bit for effect. She walked to the door and headed out to the parking lot, she knew that Dean and her dad had left the parking lot and went a little bit down the street. She staggered to her car and dropped her keys in the dark parking lot, as she bent down to pick them up she heard a noise behind her she looked and saw nothing. She slowly reached into her purse and grabbed her gun, looking around she still saw nothing. As she touched the door handle, she felt something move behind her she saw nothing in her peripheral vision, no shadow. She opened the door and got in, started her car as she pulled out of the parking lot. Well that plan failed besides being hit on by a total loser that was a complete waste of time. She called her dad and told him that nothing had happened and that she would meet them back at the motel. She hung up the phone and looked in the rearview mirror. That's when she saw her sitting in the backseat grinning at her, she screamed and swerved the steering wheel and slammed on the brakes. The car came to a stop; she slid her hand across the seat towards her purse and attempted to reach for her gun. As she did the ghost grabbed her hand and said, "Ah, ah, ah, what do you think you are doing?"

Sarah noticed that she looked familiar; she looked like one of the earlier girls who disappeared. She retracted her hand from the ghost and slid back against the door. All of a sudden the car started to move by itself and turned down a dark dirt road. Sarah wondered to herself as to why she could be so stupid as to agree to this plan of course it wouldn't come around if it could sense that it was being watched by Dean and her father it wanted her to be alone, it wanted her to be vulnerable. She was alone in her car or at least she thought she was she reached across the seat for her cell phone so she could call them, "Son of a bitch, no service." Now what the hell was she going to do?

It had been twenty minutes since Dean and Bobby had arrived at the motel room after they had gotten the call from Sarah telling them that it was not going down tonight that there was no sign of anything; she had told Bobby that she would meet them at the motel. It had been twenty minutes and Dean was getting nervous, it wasn't that long of a drive from the bar to the motel it only took them about 10 minutes to get back here. He could tell that Bobby was nervous too, he could tell that the older man was trying to hide his worry. He told Dean that she had probably stopped to grab a bite down at the gas station, that she was fine. Dean knew that he was telling him that more to reassure himself that his daughter was okay that she would be there soon.

Another ten minutes had passed and they were beginning to actually show their worry, Dean not as much as he actually felt. He didn't want Bobby to think he cared more about her than what he was actually feeling inside which was something along the lines of worry and terror. He never cared this much about what happened to anyone, except for Sammy, he was not saying that he didn't care about the people that he was helping it's just that he knew he would never see them again after the job was done. But Sarah was different he would see her again after this job was done because she was Bobby's daughter, a fellow hunter.

Bobby grabbed his phone out of his pocket and called Sarah. It rang four times before going to voicemail. "Hi, this is Sarah you know what to do". That never happens when he called her she usually answered on at least the third ring, she has never not answered the phone. Ever. This signaled the warning bells to go off in his head something was wrong and she is in trouble. He grabbed his coat and keys turned to look at Dean as if asking if he was coming, Dean jumped up off the bed and ran out the door.

Dean sat in the passenger seat of Bobby's car getting his gun ready he didn't know where they were going or what was in store for them he thought it best to be prepared. He looked over at Bobby and noticed how white his knuckles were, he had never seen the older guy like this he had never seen him shaken once in all of the years that they had known each other. But he had also never seen Bobby in a situation where his child was in danger whenever Bobby had gone and helped his dad on a hunt he had never brought Sarah along not once I guess so he wouldn't have to worry like he is now. He wondered how Sarah had talked him into teaching her what he knew, that can't have been an easy conversation. They arrived at the bar and saw that her car wasn't there from there they decided to drive down the road. That's when he saw them the tires tracks from someone slamming on the brakes, he told Bobby to pull over so that he could look at them. They got out of the car and walked over towards the track. Dean could still smell the burnt rubber, so he knew that they had to be fresh tracks. He looked to see where they headed, he didn't see any lights in the distance.

"Maybe we should drive further up the road?" he suggested to Bobby.

"Yeah" was all that Bobby could say.

They walked back to the car and drove further up the road slowly looking for any sign of Sarah or her car. A mile later they noticed a dirt road, it seemed like this was the only other way that she could have gone. They turned down the road not knowing what they were headed toward or the trouble that they were headed to.

Dean could feel that this was the way to go, he didn't know why but when he had seen this road his stomach dropped he knew this would lead them to where she was hopefully they weren't too late.