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Chapter 3

Isabel woke up before Dean and decided to take a shower hoping that it would relieve some of the stress from the day.

She still felt so bad for the things that she had said to him earlier. It would be a lie to say that she didn't mean them but her words had come out much harsher then she had intended them too.

She closed her eyes and began to hum as the hot water trickled down her back.

Dean woke up and saw that the bed next to him was empty. He sat up and heard his sister humming in the shower. He would never admit it to her but he loved the sound of her voice. It was different from the kind of music that he would generally listen too.

Dean got up and walked over to the bathroom door so that he could hear better.

Some people say he's conceited. And that he's so full of himself. But they just can't see him like I do. Because there's a wall they can't break down.

So who is that boy they see. And why is he so different with me. I feel like I can see into his soul. And this is what I see.

Dean decided not to listen in anymore. Instead he knocked on the door.

"Hey Iz."

"Yeah." She called back.

"I'm going to the store you want anything?"

"Well actually do you think that you could pick me up some pads?" Isabel smirked to herself in the shower.

She was sure that she heard a few choose words come from the other side of the door.

"There is no way that I am getting that shit." Dean said angrily.

"Chill I was only kidding. How about you just buy me some spinach wraps, cheese, and turkey."

"I don't know how you can eat that shit."

"Well unlike you we can't all eat donuts for every meal and still stay almost in shape."

"What do you mean almost I am in great shape."

"Keep telling yourself that pudgy." Isabel said glad that she was in the shower.

"If you weren't in the shower I would kick your ass right now." Dean said getting his keys and walking out the door.

When Isabel heard the door shut she started laughing. Dean was the easiest person ever to really get going.

Meanwhile in the car Dean heard a phone ring and it def wasn't his ring tone. Figuring that Isabel had just left her phone he decided to check the id in case it was dad. What he saw though shocked him. Sammy. Dean decided to answer the phone.

"Hello."

"Dean." Sam asked shocked.

"Yeah it's me. How long have you been talking to Isabel?" Dean asked angrily.

"I never stopped talking to her." Sam admitted.

"Oh I see so you can call her. But you can't answer the phone when I call."

"Look Dean you made the decision ok. You and dad told me not to come back. So I just figured that it would be easier this way."

"Easier. Sam do you know how hard it's been for me not being able to talk to you. I mean no matter how mad I was your still my brother."

"How hard it was for you. Are you kidding me Dean? You know what I can't talk to you right now. Just let Isabel know that I got in and that I will talk to her later."

With that Sam hung up and Dean was pissed. How could Isabel keep in touch with Sam and not tell him. He might have been angry with her last night but right now he was pissed. And if she thought that she was just going to get away with it then she had another thing coming.

When Dean got back to the motel he saw Isabel sitting doing research on the computer.

"So your phone was in my car." Dean said discretely.

"Oh thanks I was wondering where it went."

"Yeah someone called you."

"Oh ok I'll call them back."

"Yeah Sam said that you should call him back."

With that Isabel just paled and turned around.

"You…You talked to Sam." She asked shocked.

"Yeah funny I didn't know that you were keeping in touch with him."

"He asked me not to tell you."

"Isabel you should have told me. You should have told me when we went to Stanford to spy/check up on him."

"Look Dean. Sam asked me not to tell you so I didn't. Just like I have kept things from Sam because you asked me not to tell him. I wasn't going to betray his trust. If you want to be pissed at me then fine. But I am not going to apologize for talking to my little brother."

"You should have told me." Dean yelled.

"Why Dean. Why should I have told you? It just would have made you angry and then you would have felt even more hurt. Sam told me that he wasn't answering your calls. I told him I thought that was a mistake and that he should talk to you. But you hurt him really bad Dean. And I wasn't about to break a promise and hurt him too."

"What do you mean I hurt him? I've never touched him."

"Wow Dean you really are a freakin idiot sometimes. You and I both know that Sam is more sensitive then us. You don't think that it tore him apart to have you stand there and agree with Dad. To let dad tell him not to ever come back home. Come on Dean you're his big brother. He was counting on you to stick up for him. To be proud of him for everything that he had accomplished."

"Just stop ok." Dean said

"Dean I'm just telling you the truth."

"I said stop." Dean said grabbing the phone and throwing it across the room.

Isabel flinched when she heard the phone hit the wall. She looked up at her brother and could have sworn that she almost saw a tear.

"Just stop ok." Dean said sitting down on the bed.

"Dean." Isabel sitting down next to him and putting her hand on his shoulder.

"Iz just go ok. I don't care to where. Just get out of here before I do something that I will regret." Dean said quietly.

"Dean I can't just leave. I'm pretty sure that we have a werewolf on our hands and we need to kill it."

"No I need to kill it. You should go with dad for awhile."

"Dean."

"I mean it Isabel I called him on my way back. He should be here in a bit to get you."

"You bastard. What the hell gives you the right to do that? You know what Dean screw you. I don't care anymore. You go ahead and be a stubborn ass. But don't come crying to me when you need help got it." Isabel said and with that she was out the door.

Dean just leaned back on the bed and groaned. What the hell was going on?

John picked Isabel up and filled her in on what he was hunting. It seemed to be a spirit that was attacking young girls out on the main bridge. They had decided that Isabel would play bait and that John would salt/burn the bones will Isabel kept the spirit busy.

Isabel wouldn't admit it but she was kinda nervous. It had been a long time since she had been on a hunt by herself in a way .Whenever she went with Dean they didn't split up. They knew that it could be a bad idea. Yet she supposed that there really was no other way. She was startled out of her thoughts though when the air around her suddenly became very cold.

So pretty. So very pretty.

"What the hell do you want?" Isabel said turning around trying to see the spirit.

She was pretty to you know. I thought that I could trust her.

"Trust who. What are you talking about?" Isabel asking gripping her gun a little tighter.

She said she loved me. But she left me.

"Look I don't know who you're talking about."

You look just like her.

"Who do I look like?" Isabel asked still trying to see the spirit.

Angela. You look just like Angela. Your so pretty. I don't like girls who are pretty.

Just then Isabel felt an arm wrap around her neck. But she couldn't see anything.

Taking the gun she fired it behind her and filled the Spirit with rock salt.

It hissed in pain and she ran knowing that she had just pissed it off.

"Hurry up Dad." Isabel said under her breath.

Her phone began to ring and she answered it as she ran.

"Is it gone?" She heard her dad ask.

"No it's chasing me right now I think."

"What do you mean you think?" John asked angry

"Well I can't see it. I can hear it but I can't see it."

"Isabel I need you to tell me where you are."

"Umm I just ran past the posted sign we saw on our way here."

"Ok you just keep running and I will be there in a couple of minutes."

Isabel hung up her phone and kept running. That is until something grabbed her from behind.

Isabel screamed and then her world went black.

Meanwhile Dean was having a lot more success with his hunt.

"Come on out you son of a bitch." Dean yelled as he walked through the woods.

He could hear the werewolf breathing but he didn't want to rush in after it. He was at more of an advantage if it came at him.

"I taste real good you know extra sweet." Dean chuckled as he thought of his sisters donut comment.

Dean heard branches break and turned around right as the creature lunged itself at him.

Dean dodged the werewolf and in one swift movement decapitated the creature.

"Well that was easier then I had expected." Dean said as he began to walk back to his car.

When he got back he saw that he had a message from his dad.

"Dean. I don't know what going on. I got a call from your sister. The hunt it didn't go as planned. The spirit has her but I don't know where. You need to go and get your brother. I think this is going to take all of us."

Dean just stared at his phone in shock. It was all his fault. He shouldn't have called his dad and had him take Isabel. If anything happened to her he was never going to be able to forgive himself.