Chapter Five
Two weeks later, Lynne declared Bobby fit to be left on his own. She had helped him develop the strength in his legs to the point that he was walking on his own, and even doing some jogging. Bobby had wanted to start running right away but, Lynne had threatened him with salad every night for the rest of her stay if he tried it without her permission. Now she was leaving him on this own.
"You're a strange one, Kid." Bobby said, leaning against a dresser, watching Lynne pack.
"I get that a lot." Lynne smiled as she folded clothes. "How are your legs doing?"
"Good as new." Bobby said with a smile, lifting one of legs at the knee and swinging the leg forward. "I don't know how you did it, Kid, but you sure as hell kept your word."
"Thanks Gramps." Lynne said. "I work hard for my patients-even the ones who are as cranky as you." She winked at Bobby.
Lynne finished packing and carried her duffel bag out to her car.
"You sure you don't want to stick around another day or so?" Bobby offered. "Sam and Dean are supposed to stop by on their way to their next hunt. We could have ourselves a little reunion."
"You getting soft on me Gramps?" Lynne chuckled. "I thought I drove you crazy."
"What can I say?" Bobby shrugged. "I guess I've gotten used to having you around."
"Thanks for the offer but, I can't stay." Lynne said. "I've got to get back to the hotel. They're probably going a little nuts without me."
"Okay." Bobby held out his hand. "You take care of yourself Kid."
Lynne shook his hand. "You take care of yourself too. Don't go stabbing yourself again."
Bobby nodded. Lynne turned and got in her car. Starting the engine Lynne carefully pulled out and drove down the road, out of sight. Bobby watched her go.
Once Lynne was out of sight Bobby went back inside to grill himself a burger. Once he was inside he looked around his little house, something seemed off. It wasn't the organization, though Lynne had insisted that they keep the place clean while she was there. It was something else. Then it hit Bobby. Everything with a reflective surface was covered or turned to face the wall. The pots and pans were put away. There wasn't a reflection anywhere.
Warning bells went off in Bobby's head. He pulled out his cell phone and did what he knew he should have done weeks ago. He called Sam and Dean.
They had never heard of her.
The End
Wait! There's more to the story. Be sure to read the epilouge.
