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

The Impala purred as we drove on. It was a silent sort of drive, me thinking about how we're going to track this person and Dean off in his own little world. He was pumped to finally start moving again, but his excitement fizzled out the more we drove.

"I'm definitely convinced this person is a demon hunter. They bought salt, wood... Oh, and one purchase said 'small metal crosses'. Where could you possibly buy small wooden crosses?"

"Maybe this person knows what they're looking for and where to find it."

"So that definitely means he's a demon hunter..." I muttered, running a hand through my hair.

"So where are we heading again?"

"Joplin, Missouri. That's where the most of the purchases were made."

"Most?" Dean asked. I almost confirmed but instead opened my laptop and rechecked the list.

"Oh, actually there was one more purchase made last night in Springfield. For a motel."

"Hm." Dean said. "So they're traveling."

"Yeah. Traveling East."

"Maybe they're running."

"From what?"

"Who knows? If this person or persons is a demon hunter, then the possibilities are endless." He had a point.

"So are you saying we should gear up for this?" I asked. Dean smirked.

"I'm saying anything could happen." There was a moment of silence before my phone started to ring. I took it out of my pocket and looked to see who it was.

Unknown Number

"Huh."

"Who is it?" Dean asked.

"Not sure. Putting it on speaker." I answered the phone and immediately put it on speaker. It was nothing but static. Dean and I shared a look.

"Hello?" I tried. It was more static that answered. I was about to hang up when Dean stopped me.

"Wait! Listen! There's a voice!" I cocked my head to the side and listened. Surely enough, there was a voice breaking through the static. A female voice.

"Sam?..." Deans eyebrows shot up at the voice calling me out by name.

"Sam?...*static*...Sam?... Can you *static*...here me?"

"Who is this?" I demanded.

"Oh good...You're there. It's me...Rose! Listen,...*static*...is in trouble! You have to...help her!" Dean looked at the phone like it could've been a possible demon itself.

"Help who?"

"...was taken...by a demon!...I think... Anyway... The sky is...black and it's been black...for...three weeks now!...I'm pretty sure... It might be the...end of...the world... and I don't know...where you took off to... considering I'm standing in... your living room. But..." The voice was suddenly overwhelmed by static, and I could no longer here it. A small sense of panic rose up in me.

"Hello? Rose? Are you there?" I waited. The static finally simmered down and the voice was back.

"You have to find her!... Okay?"

"Find who?" I asked again.

"What do you mean...find who?... Were you...not...listening? You have...to find..." The call suddenly ended. I stared at the phone for a couple of minutes, wondering if that person, Rose was it?, would call back. She didn't. I tried calling the number back but just got an automated response that this number didn't exist.

"Who's Rose?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Beats me. She seems to know me somehow."

"Yes, and is depending on you to find... 'Her'."

"But who is 'her'? We never got a name!"

"Well, what all did Rose say?"

"That whoever Her is was taken by a demon, and since then the sky has been black?" We both glanced at the sky curiously.

"Looks pretty blue to me." Dean muttered.

"This doesn't make sense. Where is this Rose girl even from?"

"Don't know. She didn't say. But she was in your living room."

"I don't have a living room."

"Maybe she got the wrong Sam?"

"Unlikely, considering there's demons involved. Let's just focus on one thing at a time. First, money-stealing-demon-hunter-person, then whatever Rose's dilemma is. Sound good?"

"Yeah, I guess. How far are we now anyway?"

"To Springfield? About 15 minutes."

"Okay, well I'm listening to the radio until then." Dean reached up and turned on the radio, switching channels until he found one he might like. In the middle of his channel-switching, I heard something that sounded like "Breaking News."

"Hey wait, go back real quick." Dean switched channels back until he found the one I was looking for.

"This just in. Parts of Springfield are engulfed in flames by an unknown source. People are panicking and evacuating. This is a command from the Springfield Police and Fire Departments to anyone who is listening; Evacuate the Springfield area immediately! If you're not near the fire, you might want to pack valuables and be prepared to leave immediately. The Fire Department is having a lot of trouble putting out the fire, and it seems to be rapidly spreading. So to anyone near the fire, evacuate immediately. And to anyone coming into Springfield, please stop and wait. The situation is currently dangerous. I'll have more to report when they relay information to me. Until then, stay tuned."

"Dean?" Was all I had to say for Dean to floor it until we got to Springfield.

RAE'S P.O.V.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I had no idea the demon would set fire to the city so senselessly in order to find me. I was currently hiding in the post office, which somehow wasn't burning despite all the buildings around it. Suddenly, the ground started rumbling.

"COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE, LITTLE WINCHESTER." The demon screamed. I sighed, unsure on how I was going to reverse this. I came into the post office hoping to potentially find a map, but there was none. There was probably some in the gas stations around here, but considering how the town is slowly burning, I didn't think gas stations would be the best thing to hang around. But I had to do something...

"Hey you!" I yelled, bursting out of the post office. He was standing in the middle of the street holding to balls of fire. He turned towards me and growled. I stuck out my tongue.

"Can't catch me!" I yelled as I took off. Everything down this street was on fire anyway, so I didn't think I'd be doing any damage. Not that I was the one doing damage anyway, but you get my point. I sprinted down different roads and in between burning buildings. The demon followed, yelling random curses and such as he set things that were already on fire on fire some more. I flew out between these two buildings and looked around for where I could possibly go next. I saw something sitting in a parking lot a few yard away that made my heart stop.

The Impala was parked in all it's wonderful glory. It was parked in a good spot too, away from any burning buildings. I've never seen this car outside of Uncle Sam's garage. It looked so beautiful just sitting out here in the sun. I ran up to the car to find it empty. So they were running around here somewhere. I felt the heat fly past my as the demon shot a fireball at me.

"Hey! Not the car!" I yelled as I ran away from the Impala. I could name a few people who would be mad if I accidentally set it ablaze. I continued into the town, into the flames. The road ended in another building that, without stopping, I burst seemed like some kind of store that sold soaps and towels. I ran further into the store, which was party on fire, hoping there would be a fire exit in the back of some sort. Just as I turned down an aisle, the demon popped up right in front of me. I screamed.

"Don't do that!" I yelled, slashing at him with my blade. I missed and he took the opportunity to grab my throat.

"Think you could run?" He screamed, taking my blade and throwing it.

"Maybe?" I choked out. His grip tightened.

"How did you do it?" Ugh, back to this crap.

"Do what?"

"When I first brought you here, to this time period, I wasn't able to take you out of Kansas. Then a couple nights ago, you did the thing."

"Yeah, I have no idea what that was... Wait, you weren't able to take me out of Kansas?" I gasped. He raised an eyebrow.

"I'm beginning to think there's something more to you than you realize."

"That makes two of us. Now if you don't mind..."

"What? You want down? Here." And he threw me into a shelf. Tiny bars of soap are not good padding. He strutted towards me as I attempted to stand.

"We can go rounds and rounds, little girl. I think it'd be best if you came with me."

"I wish you'd quit asking." I muttered. He picked my up by my shirt. I braced myself with the impact, but a very angry sounding "Hey!" broke through the air, making the demon freeze.

"No..." The demon whispered, dropping me. I pushed myself up to see where the new voices were coming from. I gasped. Walking through the doors of Bed, Bath and Bodyworks were two brothers, two brothers who had no idea who I was, yet found me anyway.

"How did you manage..." The demon started, but the shorter one, the one who looked like me, or more like I looked like him, held up a gun.

"Step away from the girl." He growled. The demon's nostrils flared as he kept his eyes on the two brothers.

Because walking our way was the Winchesters,

And they were here to save my life.

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