Chapter 22

I sipped happily on my milkshake as we walked into the motel room and Dean handed John a thing of French fries.

"Faeries." John said. We turned to stare at him and I nodded, putting the pieces together. Dean raised an eyebrow.

"Like, honest to god faeries?" Dean asked and John nodded. "I thought they were supposed to be nice."

"No, faeries are nasty." John said. "They contain high levels of their own sort of poison. One tiny little bite and you've got the poison swimming through your blood stream in milliseconds. Extremely deadly."

"Then that guy must have done something to seriously piss them off," Dean said. "There must have been at least two dozen bites on him."

"It explains why I keep seeing things out of the corner of my eyes," I added. John turned to me sharply but Dean was confused.

"Why?"

"Because faeries are invisible to the human eye. They're always there in the corner of your eye, but when you turn to look there's nothing there." I said. John looked at me.

"Where did you see them?" He asked.

"Out in the parking lot earlier and when we came out of the morgue." I said.

"This isn't good," John said. Dean and I glanced at each other before looking back at him in confusion.

"Why isn't it good that Rose is seeing these things?" Dean asked, moving protectively closer to me.

"Because if you can see them, then it's too late." John was starting to freak me out and I looked up at Dean with a frown.

"What do you mean dad? Enough with the stupid riddles and tell me!" Dean shouted. "Is Rose in trouble?"

John sighed and looked up at us before nodding. "Usually you can't see them ever, but if you start seeing things in the corner of your eye that means they're after you."

My breath stuck in my throat.

"They chose randomly because they don't have an agenda or motive for anything they do." He looked at me. "I'm sorry Rose."

I shook my head frantically. "No, I'm not going to let faeries be the death of me and have my headstone say 'Here lies Rosemary, good friend to all but she couldn't stand up to a faerie', thank you."

"Then you're going to have to stay in the motel until we get rid of them," John said. "They need fresh air to live so they never go into buildings."

"How do we get rid of them?" Dean asked. John pulled out his journal and flipped through the pages.

"All groups of faeries have a stone circle that feeds them energy from the earth. If we find the circle and destroy it then it should destroy the faeries with it." John said. I took a deep breath and sat down on Dean's and my bed.

"Where are the stone circles usually hidden?" Dean asked.

"It has to be nearby in order for them to feed off its energy. Usually they are deep in the woods." I choked a laugh out and the both looked at me.

"We're in Nebraska," I told them. They shook their heads, not understanding what I was getting at. "How are we going to find the stone circle in a forest in Nebraska?"

Dean sat down next to me and took my hands in his, squeezing tightly. "We'll find it, Rose. I promise."

"What if they start going after you guys too?" I asked. "We need a way to defend ourselves."

I got up and rummaged through my duffel until I pulled out my journal. I started flipping through pages. Faeries were one of the creatures that I had over dosed on researching when I was still with my mom so I knew I had to have something written in there. I hadn't ever dealt with them with the Winchesters so over time I forgot about them.

"If I remember correctly there is a plant that is extremely deadly to them." I said. "If we figure out which plant, I'm sure I have it written somewhere, then we'll have to stock up on it and keep it on us. They won't be able to come near us."

They both watched me, amazed and I stopped to look back at them.

"What?" I asked. John turned to Dean and pointed to him sternly.

"If you don't marry this girl or you somehow manage to run her off I'll kill you." John ordered. Dean stared back with wide eyes and red cheeks and nodded meekly. John came over to me and kissed my forehead. "You two stay here and try and figure it out. I'll call some people and go to the library while it's still open and see if I can find anything."

John left, shutting the door tightly behind him, and I stretched out on my stomach on my bed while flipping through my journal. Dean came and stretched out next to me with a different book.

"Did you hear what he said?" Dean asked after a moment of silence. I blushed and nodded as I kept flipping through my journal. "Hey, look at me."

His voice was so soft that I couldn't help but stop and look at him. He was smiling sweetly and he leaned forward to place a kiss on my lips.

"You were right," he said, looking back at his book. "We should have told him a long time ago."

I finally found my notes on faeries but I couldn't believe what I had written.

"That can't be right," I muttered. I took out my laptop and started to search the internet.

"What?" Dean asked, looking at my journal. He read the passage that I had left open. "Wait, so your notes on faeries are the lyrics to a Simon and Garfunkel song?"

I shrugged. "I was only 4 at the time."

"Yeah," he chuckled, "but come on, Simon and Garfunkel?"

"Scarborough Fair is a good song. I don't care what you say." I told him.

"But Simon and Garfunkel?" I rolled my eyes.

"You're never going to let this go, are you?" I asked him.

"Nope, probably not." I didn't respond and started to read about the song.

"Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme." I recited softly to myself, noticing that I had underlined the phrase.

"Then she'll be a true love of mine." I slowly turned my head to look at Dean. He was thumbing through my journal, not working on the task at hand. I stared at him.

"So you'll make fun of me for having the lyrics in my journal but you've memorized the lyrics?" I asked.

"Just that line," he defended.

"Sure sweetheart, whatever helps you sleep at night." I said sarcastically, turning back to my laptop screen. I was looking at a breakdown and assessment of the lyrics and stopped to read something over again. "Interesting."

"What?" Dean asked, looking over at my screen. I pointed out the line I was reading.

"Those four herbs; parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme - they're said to be used to make a love charm." Dean shrugged.

"So?" He asked.

"So," I mocked, "faeries are supposed to be inherently evil. Love is always conquering over evil."

"Then you think that if we carry around a mix of those that we'll be fine?" Dean asked. I shrugged. "It's good enough for me."

He flipped open his phone to call his dad and tell him what I found. John went to get the four herbs before coming back to the motel and I crushed them all together and put the mixture into three different leather pouches. I handed one to Dean and one to John and put the last one around my neck as they did the same.

"All right," John said while putting together some things to take with him while we went and destroyed the circle. "Dean, let's go."

"Wait," I paused, "what?"

Dean turned to look at me while he tucked his gun into the back of his jeans. I wasn't quite sure why he felt he needed a gun to go find and destroy a stone circle, but hey, to each his own.

"We don't know if these things," he motioned to the pouch, "are going to work for sure. So you're staying here."

I frowned and looked between the two before I sighed and plopped down on the bed, pouting. I knew better then to argue since I knew they wouldn't hesitate to tie me up and make sure that I didn't leave.

"Just be safe then," I told Dean, glancing at John. John cleared his throat awkwardly and excused himself before going outside to his truck. I looked back at Dean and he came to stand in front of me. I stood up and wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"We'll be fine." He said, resting his head on mine. I could feel his warm breath through my hair. "I'll call you when we finish, okay?"

I nodded and looked back up at him. He smiled and kissed my forehead before placing his lips on mine. We kissed for a moment before he pulled away. He took off his leather jacket and swung it over my shoulders. He knew it would make me feel better about letting him go off without me.

"Okay," I said, pecking his lips once more. "Don't take too long okay?"

"We won't, but just in case don't wait up for us, all right?" He said. I shook my head.

"No promises." I wouldn't fall asleep until he was right in bed next to me. Dean left and I glanced at the clock as soon as the door shut. It was only six o'clock.

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I decided to spend my time by trying to figure out where the stone circle could be. I ran quickly to the front desk and grabbed some of the maps and hiking trail brochures that they had and ran back to my motel room. I didn't see anything out of the corner of my eye, meaning that the pouches were working or they weren't after me anymore. The second reason brought up another pressing matter. If they weren't after me anymore, then who were they after?

I shook that thought out of my head and spread the maps out on my bed with the laptop nearby. A lot of websites about faerie lore said that faeries could manipulate the weather in the vicinity that they were in, usually only about a mile radius around them. Between Sam and all the technology books I've read I managed to hack into a weather satellite that broadcasted the town's current weather when I imported the coordinates. I had gotten to be quite the computer nerd in my time. I was hoping that maybe I could catch the faeries while they started to cause some mayhem with the weather.

I started looking at all the maps and read over the hiking brochures to see if maybe any of them mentioned a small stone circle. I could see that being something the locals would push as a tourist attraction. My cell started ringing and I checked the time before I answered. Dean and John had only been gone for a couple hours.

"Hello?" I answered.

"We can't find anything, so we're heading back to you and we'll pick back up with researching." Dean said. I heard them getting into the truck and John starting the engine.

"Okay, well I found some more things that could help," I said. "Faeries can manipulate the weather within a mile radius of their location."

Dean passed the information on to John. "Did she find a way to check the weather?"

"Yes," I said, before Dean could repeat what his father said. "I hacked into the local current weather satellite readings but so far there hasn't been a drastic change anywhere."

"Anything else you might have found?" Dean asked. I shook my head, forgetting he couldn't see.

"No, I've just been reading brochures about hiking trails and any tourist attractions that might have mentioned a stone circle."

"Okay, we're on our way back then. If you find something soon let us know." I said that I would. "Bye."

"Bye." I hung up the phone and set it aside and continued to read the brochure I had been reading before Dean called.

When they got in, Dean set his stuff down and then fell over on to the bed, sighing dramatically. I rolled my eyes and tried to pull out all my papers from under him. He whined.

"What is your problem?" I asked, chuckling.

"I'm tired." I raised an eyebrow.

"It's not even ten and you're tired?" I said. He shrugged. I rested the back of my hand on his forehead. "Are you getting sick?"

He shrugged and just kicked off his shoes before curling up and closing his eyes. I had to smile at how cute he looked. I ran my hand through his hair to comfort him. I hoped that he wasn't getting sick. His forehead wasn't warm but it was a bit chilly out at night.

John came in a moment later and shut the door behind him. He came over to see all the work that I had done.

"I managed to call a few tourist centers and asked if they had ever heard of a stone circle on any of the hiking trails but none of them could remember hearing about anything like that." I said. John picked up one of the maps and brought it over to his bed before laying it out and looking over it. "One said that she'd check with the rest of her guides in the morning and give me a call back if she found anything."

John nodded. "I think that's all we can do until it's light out then."

I started to fold up all the brochures and I stuck the useful ones (mainly the ones I had marked on) in my journal with the song lyrics. I put my journal away and grabbed some pajamas before going into the bathroom to change.

When I came out John was still looking over the map and crossing out the few places they had checked and Dean had taken off his pants and was only wearing a t-shirt and boxers. He was pulling back our sheets and I smiled gratefully as I slipped into the bed. He slid in next to me and wrapped his arms around me.

"You staying up longer Dad?" Dean asked as I shut my eyes to fall asleep. I didn't hear an answer because I had all ready passed out.

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I just realized that my note at the bottom of the last chapter got deleted for some strange reason. Anyway, I hope you guys liked the guest appearance and I wish that I had gotten a lot more reviews even without me asking for them, but oh well. You guys also didn't get to hear about Rose's online journal. The url to it is on my profile and it will be updated in accordance to when I update my chapters. For every supernatural being that Rose hunts there will be a post on the blog, so keep checking it out and be sure to comment.

I apologize for taking so long to update but it's been a busy week or so and I really couldn't find the time or energy. Plus I only got four reviews for the last chapter :( and that kinda made me wait a little longer to post as well. But it's almost a new week and it's my birthday next Tuesday! (Woohoo, 20! Won't be a teenager for much longer!) So please, please, please leave me more reviews than I got last chapter and don't forget to check Rose's online journal which will be updated soon too and it'll have her amazingly descriptive notes about faeries :)