Sam, Callie, and Dean were all on their way back to Sam's apartment as Sam searched the coordinates for 35-111. He had a flashlight in the nape of his neck, baring down on it as he used his hands to hold a map. "Okay, here's where Dad went. It's called Blackwater Ridge, Colorado."

"Sounds charming,"Dean said, shrugging. He was trying to drive, and the light from the flashlight was bothering him."How far?"He asked as he looked in the rearview mirror to see Sam. "About 600 miles,"Sam replied."If we shag ass we can make it by morning," Dean said. He was hoping that Sam would drop the whole law school thing and come back to his family. Same with Callie.

"Dean...Um..."Sam started, but the right words just didn't form in his mouth."You're not coming."Dean said as a statement, trying to hide his disappointment. "The interview's in like, ten hours. I've got to be there," Sam said. Dean nodded, but it was clear to Sam that he was upset."Yeah. Yeah, whatever. I'll take you home,"

"You gonna take Callie home?"Sam asked, but then paused."To wherever she lives."Dean sighed."She lives all the way in Phoenix."Sam nodded, looking back down at the map. "That was a little off course just to pick up Callie."Dean lifted an eyebrow."Yeah, so?" Dean asked, irritated. What was his little brother implying?"How long did it take you to find her?"

"Called Bobby and he told me. Look, she's been a hunting partner and a loyal family friend with us since you've been able to walk. Why is it so hard to believe that I thought that we needed her help?"

"So you missing her wasn't a reason?"Sam asked, putting up the map and flashlight. Dean sighed. "Of course I missed her, Sammy. She walked out four years ago, and then you did, too. And she's a good hunter and a hellova good thief." Sam rolled his eyes at his brother."Don't you roll you eyes at me, Sammy. What, you think that I have a thing for Lil Miss Blondie?" Sam sighed."I didn't say that. But I thought it. But you know what, never mind."

Dean stared into his rearview mirror for a long while, then focused on stopped every so often to glance at Callie's sleeping form, but for the most part he watched the road with his tired eyes.

-

"Callie,"somebody whispered, making her slir slightly and bringing her out of her sleep. "Callandra,"the voice said, but more sternly. Callie sighed." I'm up."She opened her doe eyes and saw Dean's conserned face hovering near hers. He looked like Hell."It's Sam,"he said quietly. Callie sat up all the way, rubbing sleep from her eyes. What happened to Sam? she thought wildly.

Maybe if she had stayed up when Dean dropped Sam off, everything would be okay. She had the sickest feeling traveling through her veins, as if she was having deja vu. She looked out of the Impala's windows and spotted Sam, who was staring at a still-burning building. Callie's eyes widened in terror."Sam!"Callie shrieked, opening the Impala's door and running over to him.

"Are you okay? What the Hell happened?"She asked worriedly as she stared up at his tall frame. "Where's-" she paused, catching her breath."Where's Jessica?"Sam flinched at his girlfriend's name, but he continued to stare intently at the building as people surrounded it. Callie looked over at Dean, desperate for answers.

Dean was also staring at the building, but when Callie turned to look at him, he made direct eye contact with her. He gave her a slightly sad look, but he quickly hid it with a worried one. He wasn't one for being sad. A second later Sam brushed past Callie, making his way over to the Impala. Dean finally looks back down at Callie and walks over, grabbing Callie's sleeve with him as he follows Sam.

As they arrive, Callie spots Sam loading up a double barrel shotgun and placing it on top of all of the other firearms and weapons that happen to be there. Her and Dean stare at Sam, whose face in almost unreadable. He sighed as he tossed in he shotgun."We've got work to do."

-

"I could say for a while,"Callie says to Dean as they walk up to her apartment door. They stand, facing each other, but neither of them make any moves that indecate that they want to go into her flat."No. You should live a normal life. Like you wanted." The tone in his voice startles Callie, but she pushes on."Yeah, I wanted it, but you usually don't get what you want in life. And besids, I want to make sure that Sam will be okay."

"Sam's fine-"

"You elieve that bullshit that's coming out of your mouth?" Callie asks, her eyebrows clenched together in anger."Sam's obviously not fine,Dean. Would you be fine if you witnessed your girlfriend die?" Asks Callie, who puts her hands on her hips 's steady green eyes locked with her determined brown."No. I don't believe it,"he says,"but still, I can't make him confess his feelings to me like some sappy chick flick." Dean then sighs.

"Look, I'm coming back to take care of things here, and then I'm going back with y'all. Hunting again, seeing y'all- I hate to admit it, but I can never live a normal life. Especially if Dean Winchester is going to be sneaking into my house every time he needs something."Callie smirks, making Dean's lips twitch in amusement.

"Aw, you missed up."Dean huffed."Don't get too used to it; it's been years since I ast saw you guys, so of course." Dean shrugged, a smile now playing on his face."Guys," Sam said as he walked into the hallway, hauling Callie's duffel bag. He handed it to her with some sort of a soft smile. She smiled back, glad that he's showing some sort of emotions again.

"So, when will you be back?"Sam asks."After I'm done, and after you go to Blackwater Ridge and take care of whatever's there." Sam nodded."It was really nice seeing you again, Callie."Callie placed her duffel bag on the floor and spread her arms out. Sam rolled his yes playfully and hugged her tightly. He smelt like colonge and fire. But mostly fire.

"See ya soon Sammy." She said as she let go."Where's my hug?"Dean asked, sounding hurt. "In Hell." She replied breezily, making Sam chuckle."Oh, I see how it is."Dean said, shoving his hands into his jean pockets."Damn straight,"Callie said."Um, Sam?"She then asked."Yeah?" He replied. "Could- could I talk to Dean alone for a minute?" Sam raised his eyebrow suspiciously but nodded.

Once he left Callie turned to Dean."Don't push him, Dean. Don't lose your temper, either. And please, just give him space." Dean nodded."Give space, don't push, don't lose temper. Got it." He replied jokingly."Okay, I get it, smartass. Just- just don't say anything stupid and watch your mouth. You're too much like John sometimes."

"Well, it's three in the 've gotta go,"Dean said, looking at his watch and ignoring Callie's last comment. Callie stepped forward and hugged him like she hugged Sam, but Dean smelt of beer and fire, not colonge."Bye ShirleyTemple."

"Bye Dino."