It wasn't until about two years later when the Winchesters heard from the girl again. Dean had just arrived back at the motel to help Sammy out with some research that they needed for the hunt they were on and when he walked through the door his cell phone rang making him swear slamming the door locking eyes with his younger sibling before he answered the phone.
"Yeah?" He asked not recognizing the number instantly making him feel on edge. Being dead exhausted from trekking through the woods all day was not helping his anxiety from the phone call. He sits down next to his brother, who was doing homework, to rest his sore legs.
"Dean, is that–is that you?" A fragile feminine voice came over the phone. Dean immediately placed the phone on speaker holding it so Sam could hear as well. Sam shot him a weird look but then he stopped dead when the voice continued sounding panicked: "P-please Dean. I-if it is you please answer me."
"Yeah it's me, Sam too. Is this who I think it is?" He answered her calm and steady trying to ease whatever fears she was harboring. This girl, if it is who both brothers think then they are prepared to drop everything.
"It's Safara, from that no name town in Arkansas. The werewolf pack." Both brothers heard a smile in her voice making them relax marginally.
"Of course!" Dean exclaimed grinning Sam having an identical expression on his face. "I could never forget a face like yours darlin'." This elicited a laugh from the girl as well as an eye roll from the almost 17 year old boy.
"Good to know I left an impression." She quips but then there was something, like a drawing in of a breath trying to be hidden. Both brothers caught it locking eyes with each other but saying nothing waiting for Safara to continue. When she did her voice was panicked, on edge. "I was just calling–just wondering you know–to–um–talk. J-just to get another–another look."
"Are you trying to ask for help Safara?" Dean questioned trying to keep a smile in his voice while he worried about the girls stuttering. At the comment Dean made both boys could practically feel her blushing.
"I-if it's not t-to much t-trouble." She stumbled out. There was a hint of a whimper in her voice as if she was in pain but something told the Winchesters that under no circumstances were they to bring it up. Sam nodded to Dean motioning towards the laptop in signal that the hunter email he had set up was on and ready to receive her research.
"No trouble at all darlin', send it right on over. You got the email address?" She confirmed with Dean then Sam voiced that it had gone through leaving the in a second of awkward silence.
"You'll call me when you're done with it?" Safara interrupted the silence with a question as Sam skimmed through what she had.
"Course I will, you're alright though right Safara?" He asked his voice serious but he knew that she was going to lie if she wasn't okay and they would only have suspicions.
"Yes Dean, I'm alright. No need to haul ass down here I've got it mostly under control." She assured him before saying their final goodbyes and hanging up. Something rubbed them the wrong way about the conversation but neither brought it up. Once Sam finished reading he handed the laptop to his older brother to look over anything he missed. The beginning set up of the word document struck Dean as odd.
On the first line it said: 'Hey guys, its Safara thanks so much for helping me out.' That wasn't too weird but the second line said: 'Excuse the grammar I was kinda in a hurry.' It made Dean wonder why the first 4 lines weren't put together in to one paragraph. The third and fourth lines said: 'Let me know if you have any questions.' And 'please hurry whatever this is, it's making people drop by flies. Thanks so much!' respectively. Dean brought up his point on the beginning of the document to Sam, who in turn took the laptop back scrolling for a second then seeming to get an idea and grabbing a piece of paper. A few seconds later Sam was as pale as a sheet and he handed the piece of paper to Dean.
The paper read: 'HELP ME CAPTURED S' in all capital letters. This made Dean turn the same shade as his brother before they locked eye for a brief moment then seemed to be everywhere all at once. It was momentary chaos as they threw everything into the Impala because they needed to be in Tennessee right friggen now. Neither one spoke until Dean was speeding South on the highway.
"We need to call dad." Dean instructs his little brother as they speed down the road. Sam seems to agree immediately taking the phone from his older brother who was handing it to him. He dials the number putting it on speaker phone so both boys could hear him.
"What's up Dean?" Came their father's voice from the device in Sam's hand. He sounded exhausted but neither boy mentioned it.
"Dad we've got a little bit of a problem." Sam in forms his father wearily knowing the eldest Winchester was going to freak out.
"Sam? Where's Dean? What's this problem? Neither of you are hurt right?" Johns questions flying in a rapid manor.
"Don't worry Dad I'm right here and we're not hurt. The problem however…do you remember Safara?" Dean asked skeptically because that hunt was quite a while ago and there had been a lot of concussions between then and now.
"Blonde hair, blue eyes, long legs, right? She was that waitress who took down a whole pack of werewolves by herself." The boy's dad informs them with all that he remembers.
"Yeah that's her. Ya see she called me up today askin' for help from Sammy and me, but she sounded…off." Dean explained pausing for a moment to make sure his father had gotten everything.
"Alright go on." John encouraged his boys.
"After she hung up Dean and I checked out her research she had sent us. Nothing seemed wrong, but Dean pointed out the weird set up. When I took a closer look the first letter of each paragraph spelled out: 'Help me captured S'." Sam divulged to his Dad who had gone silent for several long moments.
"You're sure it's not just a fluke Sam?" John finally broke the silent for several long moments.
"No Dad I'm positive. When is anything ever just a fluke? Dean and I are heading down to Tennessee right now, do you think you and Uncle Bobby can make it?" Sam affirmed hoping his father would come to help.
"Yeah, but we're about 5 or 6 hours out–" The boy's father starts to say sounding distracted.
"Dean and I are only an hour and a half to two hours out right now. Dad please hurry and I promise we'll be safe." The youngest Winchester interrupted the eldest before their fear for the girl they both wanted once before as part of their family. When both sets of eyes were back on the longest they've ever had but also it would be the hardest hunt either of them has had to experience.
The second they got into the middle of nowhere town Sam practically shoved Dean into bed as he looked exhausted. After a heated argument the older brother finally resolved with the youngers comment of: 'You're no use to her dead!' Three hours later Dean was awake and refreshed to find Sam on the laptop. Once noticing his brother was awake Sam caught him upon everything that was found while he was out like a light.
From the clues put together both were pretty sure she is in the old abandoned factory on the outskirt of town. The time frame they were looking at was her arriving into town about a week ago hunting what she thought was some type of pagan god, but looks to be a demon she had seemed to figure that out the day she got captured which happened to be five days ago. The thing that neither brother could figure out was why the both of them. By this point however Dean was getting restless because Safara had been held captive for over five days and who knows what the hell the demon had been doing to her.
"Please Dean just wait until Dad and Bobby get here, they can help." Came Sam's voice of reason, but sadly it did not deter his brother in the slightest. Nothing Sam said mad Dean change his mind and before either knew it they were slowly making their way inside the factory.
Going into one of the rooms Dean suddenly breaks into a run with a whisper: 'cover me'. Nothing could have prepared either boy what they saw. Safara's hands were bound and attached to a hook low enough for her feet to just barely touch the ground fully, but she was slumped down looking exhausted knotted hair hanging in her face, clothes torn and bloody she herself was littered with cuts and bruises. When Dean reached her he took her face between his hands gently to make her look at him she attempted to speak: "D-D'n" came the broken noise.
"Shh, sweetheart, were going to get you out of here." He assures her as he moves to cut the ropes that her wrists were restrained in. She tries to move away from him shaking her head as he moves to cut the ropes that her wrists were strained in. She tries to move away from him shaking her head, Dean moving to calm her down not wanting her to strain herself.
"R-r'n." She whispers then letting out a whimper which confused both boys until they were suddenly held to a wall by an invisible force, a regular sized man were brown until they had turned completely black…it was the demon.
"She was trying to tell you to run." The demon snarled eyes turning humanlike again. "I'm so glad you Winchester's came, now I can break this bitch completely."
"Go to hell." Dean spits at it making it laugh and shakes its head.
"I don't think you understand what's going on. You see, I'm going to kill you right in front of little miss Mathews over there so she has nothing left to live for." At Deans confused look the demon rounds on Safara completely ignoring Sam. "You never told him? Oh this is just delicious!"
He goes and scratches her across the face leaving three shallow scratches. Before anyone learned what was delicious about Safara's secret however, Bobby and John come through the door quickly citing an exorcism sending the demon back to hell. Dean rushes over to Safara cutting her down before picking her up bridal style her hands resting around his neck looking finally relaxed, all three Winchesters and Bobby share a look. They weren't letting her go off on her own for quite a while.
Disclaimer: See chapter 1
A/N: This chapter was painful to write and I tried my best to be as accurate of how I though the brothers and John would react as well. I wished it was longer but it pokes wholes in Safara's story which is something that is definitely important as the girl is pretty sketchy with a shady background considering the fact she comes from a family of devil worshipers. Another thing is that John is actually going to be a decent father which of course I wish he would have been all along,but you know, you cant get everything you wish for. I hope you enjoyed it!
Love from,
Saiph