A/N: Thank you all for the follows and review! I hope everyone had a wonderful Halloween!
Night came and the town's folk came for us, opening the cellar door letting the night air into the cellar, which was defiantly refreshing to my senses. Guns pointed in our faces the town folks led us all the way to orchid tying us to a tree.
I stared at them with the most aggravated look upon my face, "I hope some hell hounds rip your face off" I screamed with the most evil intent behind it. I then realized what I had said and gasped as I looked over at Dean looked over at me.
"I hope your fucking apple pies are worth it," he screamed after them as they left. He then looked over at me, "Can you see it?" he asked. If he had heard what I said he was ignoring it for the moment.
"I can't see shit" I growled, this would be a perfect time for one of my father's goons to show up and help out.
We then started to hear some rustling behind us; I started to panic as my nerves started to feel shot I looked up at the rope focusing my vision. "Come on" I whispered, the thread started to come undone. I screamed when Sam appeared out of nowhere.
Sam quickly untied his brother, "I am so glad to see you Sammy, is the scarecrow still there it could come alive any minute" Dean spoke.
Sam looked around, "What are you talking about? There is nothing there?"
Dean jumped to his feet, running over to me he untied the rest of the rope when he noticed the rope was already partially untied I could see it in his face.
"We have to get out of here" Dean stated as we tried to make it out of the orchid as fast as possible when we crossed paths with the blonde from the dinner.
"Oh my god" she whispered, "you guys startled me, what are you doing in the orchid this late?" she questioned. I could tell Dean was about to lose his lid I interjected.
"We will explain, let's just get out of here now" I stated gently nudging for the girl to move. As we were almost out of the orchid, we get stopped by the rest of the town folks again with guns in hand.
"Uncle what are you doing?" she asked very confused.
"You were not supposed to be here, this is for the greater good of our town!" he stated, "Now be a good girl and get out of here before he gets you" he demanded of her but she did not budge.
"Who will get me?" she whispered as if she was afraid to speak those words.
Just as those words were spoken, the scarecrow came out of nowhere and took his scythe through her uncle's chest. The aunt and the blonde started screaming at the same time.
"Dean" I whispered nodding my head towards the exit, he grabbed the blonde's arm and nudged his brother. We took the opportunity to get the hell out of there; I was not going to become its next victim.
The next morning, the girl was still with us, Sam was carrying gasoline with him, as we were looking for the ancient tree to burn.
"You realize what will happen when we burn the tree?" I asked of her, making sure she knew what her actions would do.
"I don't care, they deserve this" she said with the most understandable anger in her voice.
"There" I pointed at a very ugly and ancient tree.
Sam walked up to it and poured the gasoline all over the tree, Dean had tipped a tree branch in some gasoline as he started the branch on fire. "May I?" she asked, Dean handed her the tree branch and she walked close enough to the tree and threw the branch on it, as the whole thing caught on fire.
As we were walking out of the orchid I looked at the girl, "Now what? Where are you going to go?" I asked her.
"I think I want to go to Boston" she smiled, "start over"
"All right" I nodded in understanding of wanting to start over, just some things will always haunt you.
As we were watching the girl get on the bus, wishing her the best of luck my phone started to ring and not my regular one but the Nokia. I rushed my hand into my jacket pocket and pulled it out, I didn't recognize the number.
"Hello?" there was panic in my voice as both of the brothers were staring at me.
"Bell!" it was static but I could still tell it was my brother.
"Roderick are you all right? Where you I will come get you" my voice was shaky and I tried to keep it together as my head was starting to spin.
"Bell listen I don't have much time, I need your help-" the static became too loud where I could not hear him.
"Roderick… Roderick" I started to almost scream into the phone.
"Bell….." he whispered into the phone, "I know you swore you would never use it again, but I need your help." All of a sudden the phone was being ripped from him, as there was rustling and fighting in the background.
"RODERICK!" I ended up screaming.
"Goodbye Bell" the voice was smooth and malicious.
"I swear to god you hurt my brother I will kill you" I growled as he hung up the phone. I starred at the phone almost in tears not knowing what to do. I turned to Winchesters, "No more of this hunting bull shit, I need to see Bobby!" my voice was cold as every muscle in my body started to ache.
Dean looked over at Sam and then back to me, "Okay"
The drive was quiet as I sat in the back seat starring at the phone, hoping my brother would be okay. I decided what I had to do, I dialed my father's number once again, this was defiantly the most I have ever called him.
"Yes Bell, what can I do for you on this glorious day my daughter?" he spoke, he seemed happy which meant he made another deal of the day.
"Dad…." my voice trailed for I had to be careful of what I said around them, I still did not trust them. "I need to tell them about the weapon"
My father was silent on the other end, most likely trying to figure out how this would benefit him, "All right then do it"
I was shell shocked at the fact he came to a conclusion so fast. "Dad…" my father cut me off.
"Bell finding your brother is important and so are my plans, but it won't hurt to tell them, it just means you can never and I mean ever tell them who I am. I will talk to you later Bell, stay safe and stay smart" he hung up the phone; he was good at leaving me with cryptic messages.
I sighed and leaned into the side of the car and closed my eyes not leaving room for discussion from the brothers.