The weekend finished without a bang and Monday morning the boys were checking out of the motel.
"Which way you headed?" Carena asked.
"North," Dean said, "Got a hit in Idaho. Want to join?"
"No thanks," She smiled, "I'm heading to Texas."
"What's in Texas?" Sam asked as they walked out the door.
"Believe it or not, my sister."
"The sister that ran out on your family?" Dean asked, "Sounds familiar."
"Very funny," Sam snapped.
"Ya, she's a cheerleader. Cowboys girl," Carena interjected.
"Sounds like fun," Dean smirked, "I've always wanted to go to a basketball game."
"It's football genius," Sam corrected his brother.
"Eh Po Ta to, Po Te to." Dean shrugged, locking the bags in the trunk.
Sam rolled his eyes and looked at Carena, she seemed ready enough.
She wore black jeans and boots with a black ACDC shirt and her leather jacket. The missing necklace was obvious against her tanned skin.
"You sure you have everything?" Dean asked.
"I'm fine," Carena rolled her eyes, "Just try not to kill each other ok? Let the monster do that."
"Pft, Monster," Dean snorted, "They haven't met me yet."
"I know, which is why I'm giving the warning to Sam," Carena winked.
"Ouch," Dean dramatized, "You've broken through my powerful defenses."
"It wasn't hard," Carena snickered.
"Whatever," Dean laughed, climbing in the car, "Hey Sammy, how about some Styx?"
"No," Sam moaned, "Not Renegade again!"
"Bon Jovi?"
"Play It's My Life one more time and I'll kill you!" Sam threatened.
Dean laughed and Carena shook her head.
"How you two managed 20 years on the road together astounds me."
"Sometimes I wonder myself," Sam muttered.
"Watch out for yourself Sam," Carena said, "I mean it."
"I know," Sam nodded, remembering her prophetic visions, "But it's not going to happen."
"Let's hope not," She smiled.
"I got this for you by the way," Sam said bringing out a small box,"Actually Dean bt he wanted me to say me cause he didn't want to sound weird."
Carena took the box and opened it, inside was a small silver colored gear on a thick black string.
"Thanks," She smiled, slipping it over her head, "I've been missing something and I think this may be it."
Sam grinned at the small gear sitting on her chest, it seemed right to have a car necklace there. He handed her a small slip of paper.
"Our numbers if you need us," He said, "Got a monster you can't kill or something about the demon, give us a call. We'll come down, help you out."
"Thanks," She nodded, "Who's Bobby?"
"Family friend, he's got tons of lore if you need it too."
"Thanks," She repeated.
"Aytimme," Sam smiled.
They hugged and Carena hugged Dean by the car. The brothers watched her climb into her Chevy and turn the key. A loud roar erupted and she waved at them.
The boys waved back and laughed as Carena threw them a devilish smile, doing a burn out in front of them.
The boys coughed and moved to the side as she peeled out, headed for the freeway.
"Think she'll be ok?" Sam gagged.
"She'll be fine," Dean crossed his arms, "That chick's going places. And it ain't hell that's for sure."
Sam laughed as they got in their own classic and pulled out, without leaving tire marks.
Dean clicked the dial on the radio and turned it up. Sam groaned as a familiar beat reverberated through the Impala.
"Welcome to the Jungle?" He asked.
"Guns n Roses is brilliant!" Dean argued.
"Dude they're boring. All these songs are boring!" Sam complained.
"Hey it's not Bon Jovi is it?"
"Oh my God! Are you in love with the man or what?"