An: FINALLY! Sorry for the loooooooooooong delay. I'm sorry for any grammer errors and/or typos. I have to type this up on my fanfic account cause I'm having issues with MicrosoftWord. Thank you for all those that have been patient and favorited this in my absence. Now on to the story.

I don't own Supernatural (no matter how much I wish...). Vanessa is mine along with everything else you don't recognize.

Vanessa and Adam were sitting in the backseat when they pulled up to Centennial Bridge. Dean opened the glove box and took out a badge. He grinned at Sam, "Let's go." Vanessa began to open her door when Dean stopped her, "You two stay here." he received a peeved look from Vanessa.

With that they left. Vanessa sat back in her seat while Adam turned on the radio continue AC/DC's "Back in Black". Vanessa was a little at the fact how Dean just benched her. Adam looked over at her and the facial expression. He reached over to squeeze her shoulder, "It's okay. I'm always on the sidelines too."
"Yeah, but you're too young to pass for a police officer. You're what? Fifteen now? At least you have an excuse."

"So are you, Nessy. Why is it important to you that you're not out there?"

"I just feel useless if I'm not helping out."

Adam then consoled her, "You're not useless. You've done a lot for us. I think you can take a day off."

Vanessa just crossed her arms and mock grumbled. It only took a little bit until the boys came back. They got in and Dean stared the car. "What do we got?" Vanessa asked as she rested her head on the front seat.

"A lead," Sam answered, "Troy's girlfriend, Amy is one of the Deputy's daughter. So we're gonna start with her."

"Sounds great, when do we talk to her?"

"WE," Dean pointed to himself and Sam, "are going to go talk to her. You and Adam are gonna wait in the car until we're done."

Vanessa leaned back in her seat grumbling, "Might as well have just left us back at the shitty motel. At least we wouldn't want to kill ourselves from board-um."
Dean stopped the car and turned back to look at her, "What did you say? I think I forgot to get the ear wax out my head."

"Then let me sum it up for you. I said you should have just left us back outside of San Fran. I mean you just have all the help you need with Sam back. Don't even need us," she spat.

"Watch it, Nessy," Dean growled.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked.

"Oh nothing, it's just Dean tosses me Adam to the sidelines when we could be useful! I'm sick of you treating us like like children!"

"You know what, you are children-," Dean was cut off with Vanessa's overlapping interruption, "That's great! No, really, you're such a-," But Sam finally had enough

"Will both of you shut up!" Dean and Vanessa looked at him. Sam looked at Adam who had his ears covered. His face read, "Welcome to my world."

"Dean, drop them off at the library," Sam ordered.

"But, what-," Vanessa tried arguing only to be cut off by Sam once more, "Vanessa, Adam, do research. Find whatever information you can. We will meet up with you."

"Whatever. Sounds good to me," Dean continued to drive.

"Fine," she spat.

The only thing Vanessa and Adam found out in the library was that Adam may be allergic to dust. They searched old newspaper articles in the library's hard print archives. Dean and Sam arrived, "Find anything?" Sam asked her.

Vanessa closed a very large book that was covered in dust. It flew over toward Adam and he sneezed, "Sorry," she said to Adam, "And no. We found nothing we don't already know. Then again we really had nothing to work with so it was an aimless search."

Sam nodded. Dean then shrugged, "Looks like we should have just left you in the car."

Vanessa shot a death look at him, "You really wanna do this here and now?"

"Did you guys get anything?" Adam asked changing the subject. Sam was grateful for his little brother, "Well there is a local legend about a woman being murdered on the highway."

"There's something. I think we came across something on the computers," Vanessa pointed to one of them.

"Then let's go find it."

After about a few minutes of Sam and Dean bickering over the computer, they found out that Constance committed suicide. That spells vengeful spirit. So when night fells they went to the bridge.

They all looked over the rail and into the river. Vanessa got a cold chill just from the though of jumping in that stream of violence. She just shook her head and tried to think of something else.

"So this is where Constance took the swan dive?" Dean asked breaking the silence. Well that's didn't help.
Adam asked, "So you think Dad would have been here?"

"Well, he's chasing the same story and we're chasing him," They all started walking back to the car.

"Okay, so now what?" Sam spoke.

"Now we keep digging until we find him. Might take a while," Sam stops, "Dean, I told you, I've gotta get back by Monday—"

Dean turned around to finish his sentence, "Monday. Right. The interview."

"Yeah."

"Yeah, I forgot. You're really serious about this, aren't you? You think you're just going to become some lawyer? Marry your girl?" That stabbed Vanessa in the heart.

"Maybe. Why not?" Sam glance at Vanessa real quick, then back to Dean. That twisted the knife some, making her heart drop. She really will be alone, won't she?

"Does Jessica know the truth about you? I mean, does she know about the things you've done?" Dean's word brought Vanessa out of her morbid and self-loathing thoughts.

Sam took a step closer, trying to stand his ground, "No, and she's not ever going to know."

"Well, that's healthy."

"That's what I said, " Vanessa whispered.

"You can pretend all you want, Sammy. But sooner or later you're going to have to face up to who you really are," Dean started to walk off. Everyone followed again.

"And who's that?"

"You're one of us," Sam hurries in front of Dean, "No. I'm not like you. This is not going to be my life," As much as Vanessa didn't want Sam to leave, she couldn't help but agree with him.

"You have a responsibility to—," Sam interrupted to go into a rant, "To Dad? And his crusade? If it weren't for pictures I wouldn't even know what Mom looks like. And what difference would it make? Even if we do find the thing that killed her, Mom's gone. And she isn't coming back."

"STUPID ASSHOLE!" Vanessa screamed in her head. Vanessa looked to Adam and his eyes were beginning to water. Dean grabbed Sam by the collar and shoved him up against the railing of the bridge. There was a long pause.

"Don't talk about her like that," Dean threatened. Vanessa was over by his side pulling his arm, "Dean let him go. This isn't solving anything."

"Uh, Guys?" Adam called out. They all turned to see Constance standing at the edge of the bridge. Dean releases Sam and he goes over to stand next to him. Constance looks over at them and then does the unthinkable. She stepped off the bridge. Everyone ran over to see where she landed.

"Where'd she go?" Dean spoke. "I don't know."

Ghosts are tricky. They always do things that become unnoticed by the living. Like making a book drop or moving a chair , just doing little things like that. This moment is not one of those. Behind them, the Impala's engine starts and its headlights come on.

"What the—" Dean was baffled. Hell everyone almost soiled themselves.

"Who's driving your car?" Sam asked just trying to hope that it wasn't what everyone else was thinking.

Unfortunately no. Dean pulls the keys out of his pocket and jingles them. Sam, Vanessa, and Adam glanced at them. The car jerks into motion, heading straight for them. They all turned and ran. The car is starts speeding up to them; when it gets too close, Everyone dove over the railing. The car comes to a halt.

A lot can happen in five seconds. Like Vanessa almost falling off the bridge and Sam grabbing her wrist.

"I got ya!" Sam assured her. She grabbed him with her other hand. Adam started helping her up as well. When Vanessa was safely back on the bridge she hugged Sam, "Thank you!"

"I'll always be there to catch you," Vanessa smiled. Everyone was catching a breath until they noticed something. Something was wrong with picture, more someone was missing.

"Where's Dean?" Adam said with shock in his eyes. Sam became frantic.

"DEAN!"

"WHAT!" They looked down and saw Dean all dirty and just completely filthy crawling on shore.

"ARE YOU OKAY?" Vanessa called out.

"I'm super!" Dean held up one hand in an A-OK sign.

Everyone started to laugh.

Dean shut the hood of the Impala and leaned on it. He was covered in mud and smelled like a toilet. Sam approached him,"Your car all right?" Vanessa was close behind Sam and Adam seemed more distant from everyone.

"Yeah, whatever she did to it, seems all right now. That Constance chick, what a bitch!" Dean yelled. It brought a small smirk to Vanessa. It was just funny when Dean got pissed off, but it was just plain terrifying if he got angry.

"Well, she doesn't want us digging around, that's for sure. So where's the job go from here, genius?" Sam leaned on the Impala as well. Vanessa made a disgusted face when Dean flicked off some mud. "How can Sam stand next to him?" Vanessa thought to herself.

Sam sniffed and then looked at Dean wearing Vanessa's expression, "You smell like a toilet."

Dean looked down in shame.

AN: Thank you for staying with me. I again apologize for any mess ups and typos. I will try to hurry up and update ASAP.