I was once again sitting down for dinner, but in a crowded restaurant. I didn't trust myself, well, actually, didn't trust the demon enough to be by myself. Not that I was attempting to trust the demon, but I didn't want to run into him again. I wondered if Kate had made it out okay. I continued to eat my fries and watch whatever was on TV. Baseball, it looked like. It was the news, but the people who owned the place switched it when the game started.

But I wasn't too concerned. It really looked like nothing 'supernatural' had been happening recently except for the teacher and kid disappearing, but they found them like two days later case closed. Which bring me back to Kate, and how she said all I'd have to do was follow the paranormal and blam, I'd be there. It wasn't as easy as she planned, especially with the paranormal going silent these last couple of weeks.

I was currently in Joplin, MO. The bus ride here took quite the cash. I felt uncomfortable leaving Kansas, but I needed to find my father and uncle, and staying in one spot wasn't the brightest idea. The thought brought me back to the demon, asking me how I did it. I wish I knew what exactly I did, because when I stepped out of Kansas, I felt...Weird. Like as if I was breaking some spell. Nothing about me seemed to physically change, but I certainly felt different.

I finished eating and asked a passing by waiter for my bill. He went into the back and brought it back out. I took it and glanced down at the amount. $12.49. I picked up the ticket and headed towards the register. I handed the lady behind the counter my ticket and dug my wallet out of my bag. I absentmindedly handed her the money and almost put my wallet back when the cashier said,

"Ma'am, this isn't enough." My head jerked up.

"What?"

"This is only eight dollars." I looked at the bills in her hand. Surely enough, she only had one 5 and three 1s. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.

"Um. Here, give me that back." I said, taking the money out of her hand. "And let's..." I sighed and re-opened my wallet. The light glinted off something in there, and I slid out the "Emergency Only" card Uncle Sam had given me when I was thirteen. I handed it to her.

"Try this instead." She swiped it through the cash register and handed me a small plastic box.

"Please enter your PIN number." I typed in 1-9-8-3. Uncle Sam's birth year and the year their mother, my grandmother, died. There was a moment of silence before she printed my receipt and handed it to me, along with my card.

"Thank you. Come again." I stood there in a moment of shock before grabbing the card and flashing a weak smile. I can't believe that worked. It made me look at the card and wonder how. I looked at the expiration date.

12/16.

The month and year I would be born. I shook my head and walked out the diner. Why would he give me such an old card? It's a good thing I was never in an emergency until now. I shoved everything in my bag but my angel blade; I slipped that bad boy up my sleeve and tightened the straps. If that demon came anywhere near me, I'd be prepared. I pulled my phone and pulled open a map app. Finding a motel near, I headed my way to it.

SAM'S P.O.V.~~~~~~

We satoutside of our hotel. Dean was reading a newspaper. He's constant flipping of the newspaper was the only sound outside. I was surprised he wasn't fixing the Impala, which really didn't fixing, but it gave Dean something to do with his hands I suppose. Besides, it made the Impala look nice.

"Find anything?" I asked, taking a sip of my beer. Dean shrugged.

"Not really anything worth investigating." He sighed. Needing something to do, I pulled out my laptop and followed my regular routine; checking emails, bank accounts and then popular websites to see if anything was happening outside our general area. After skimming through all the emails, I moved on to back accounts. The first account was at the amount it was supposed to be, as was the second.

But the third account...

"Hey Dean. Look at this." I scrolled through the items someone had bought. Salt, Shampoo, Clothes, A Backpack, and other random items.

"What about it?" Dean asked.

"I didn't buy any of this."

"Well, looks like you did."

"How could I have gotten items like this if I haven't left your side since we left that stupid mansion?" Dean looked at me and shrugged.

"Well, they're traveling, whoever they are." I frowned.

"What makes you think that?"

"Well, all these things are things you would buy when your moving around a lot. Except for the salt. I don't know what you would need salt for, except..." Dean raised an eyebrow.

"We can't just make assumptions over someone buying salt, Dean."

"Oh, it wouldn't hurt to check it out! Besides, nothing else seems to be happening in this dump hole. Let's find this person. Besides, how do they have access to our back account anyway?"

"I didn't think about that. This is the account where the PIN is my birth year. So they would have to know something about us to guess that would be the PIN?"

"Well, we aren't going to figure out anything sitting here." Dean said. I sighed at stood up.

"Alright. Let's go find this person."

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