Chapter 28

Bobby's POV

"Apologize! You idjit." I growl over to Dean as he drowns himself in alcohol, blubbering about how he 'fucked up everything with Samantha'.

"You think she'll listen?!" He asks a theoretical question. Sam sighs and glares at the regular house phone when it starts ringing. We stay for a few seconds before Sam looks at me with raised eyebrows. I mutter obscenities the whole way.

"Singer Salvage."

"Hey, Mr. Singer." I take a deep breath as Wade's voice rings clear through the phone.

"Hey, Wade. What's going on?" Sam looks at me, clearly wondering why Wade called.

"Um, on the road right now. I was just wondering if Samantha was okay. She hasn't answered her phone for a while." I cover the speaker for a second and glance over to Sam.

"Go get Samantha." Sam nods and takes the stairs up to her room two at a time.

"Sam's going to get her now."

"Thanks." I nod and we laps into silence for a while. Sam comes running down the stairs a second later.

"She's gone." I almost want to shout but Wade being on the phone stops me.

"Uh, Sam said she's sleeping. She'll call you back later." I hang up without waiting for a reply and turn to Sam.

"She's what?" I move to the stairs before Sam can answer.

"She's gone. Window's open and her shoes are gone." I march through the doorway and look around the room. Bed's unmade, window's open, TV is off, book is laying open on her desk, her shoes are gone, but her bag of clothes is still here.

"If she left on her own she's coming back." Dean notices the bag too and nods before making his way to the window. He only looks out the window for a moment before I hear a grumble of,

"Are you serious?"

"What?" Sam asks as he goes to look out the window too.

"Really?" Sam laughs.

-000-

Samantha's POV

"Hi, buddy." She looks at me skittishly

"Hey, puppy. What's your name?" I go to search the puppy for its tags. I heard the dog whining a few minutes ago from my window. Naturally, I jumped out my window and went over to it.

"No collar." I huff and look around the dark road to see if anyone is looking for the small German Shepard puppy. I don't see anyone so I turn back to the puppy and take in the matted fur. I don't think she's anyone's.

"Okay. Um, well." I tentatively reach my hand out flat for her to smell. She hesitantly sniffs it then walks closer.

"I won't hurt you buddy." She presses up against my side and I pet the side of her. She shivers so I take my extra layer of flannel and pick her up before sitting on the ground and laying her on my lap, laying the flannel over her.

"I'm not sure how Uncle Bobby feels about doggies but if he won't take you then we can go to Wade's, right?" I'm talking more to myself now, distracting myself from the upcoming war and my relationship with the boys.

"I don't think you have a name. So I'll have to come up with one." I wince when the puppy starts to nuzzle my side, pressing on the stitches slightly.

"How about…Lucky?" She doesn't react.

"That's too cliché." I take her tail wag as an 'I agree'.

"Ash?" That hurts too much to use that name, I'm secretly happy when she doesn't react again.

"Sam?" I say jokingly. She perks up.

"Are you kidding me? No, we already have enough Sam's around here." I hesitate before saying the next name.

"Dean?" She wags her tail and looks up at me happily, her tongue lapping out of her mouth.

"That's already taken. So what about Deana?" She licks me now, I smile and nod my agreement.

"Deana it is." I shift when a rock starts poking my butt. She starts growling and I instantly go into hunter mode as she looks behind me. I'm about to grab my dagger from my boot but halt when I hear the voices.

"Really?" Sam and Dean walk slowly towards the puppy and I. I turn back to the dog and pet it, reassuring that they're okay, as she starts growling again.

"What?" My voice is softer now.

"We thought you just ran. You snuck out for a dog?" Sam pauses a few feet behind me, Dean doing the same.

"I didn't sneak out. I just thought it would be more adventurous if I jumped out a window." Sam chuckles before glancing back at the dog.

"Who is he?" I turn slowly so I can face the boys as we talk. Deana keeps a watchful eye on both of the boys.

"It's a she. She has a doggie vagina, thank you very much." Sam rolls his eyes.

"And her name is Deana. She liked it." When I say her name, Dean pales and the dog looks up at me excitedly. I pet her between the ears.

"She have any tags?" I shake my head at Sam's question.

"No collar, no tags. Nothing to say that she was anybody's." Dean nods and looks back to the house.

"Wade called. Asked for you." I nod.

"I'll call him later." I gulp nervously when Sam sits across from me, meaning that he has to say something probably important. They're kicking me out, aren't they?

"Listen, we're going to head out soon. There's been a few reports of dark clouds. We're going to go check it out. Are you coming or do you want to stay with Bobby?" I stare at him for a few seconds, shock written on my face.

"Well?" I unconsciously pet Deana as I gape at the boys.

"You're not kicking me out?" They share a confused look.

"What?" I shake my head.

"Never mind." I pause and think over what I want to do. "I'm probably going to go visit Wade. Help him move into his dorm. We can meet up in a few days." They share a look and Sam agrees.

"Just, call us when you get there and when you're leaving." That must count for something. They at least care if I'm okay or not.

"Yeah, of course." I hesitate as they start walking away. I don't even care to blink away the tears in my eyes when I look back to them.

"You know…You know I still love you guys right?" Sam smiles and Dean nods.

"We know." Dean starts walking away again and I laugh at his simple answer. Sam stays for a moment longer.

"We're glad you stayed." I give him a grateful smile and he goes back inside. I pet Deana for a few more seconds before picking her up and walking towards the house. Bobby glances at me when I walk in.

"The hell you doing with that dog?" I snort and put her down before walking towards the stairs to go to my room.

"I'm going to see if Wade wants temporary custody of her." I hear Bobby follow me as I walk into my room.

"That sounds serious." I shrug as I pack the rest of my bag to get ready to leave for Wade's.

"Well…what can I say?" I pause as Bobby lays his hand on my shoulder.

"Just…don't get yourself hurt. And come back soon." Damn. My week has just been emotionally wrecked.

"Yeah, of course. I'll call you when I'm on my way back. We still have a war going on so I'll keep an eye out for trouble." Bobby nods and walks back out and I hear him talk to the boys a few seconds later. I'm quick to make sure I have everything before hoisting the black backpack on my back and walk down the stairs, grabbing the keys to the car Bobby let me use. I go over to the phone and call Wade back, smiling at Deana as she rubs against me.

"Hello?" I swear my heart doesn't flutter nor do I get a warm gooey feeling hearing Wade's voice. I swear.

"Hey."

"Samantha! Hey, how are you? I haven't heard from you in a while."

"Sorry about that. I've been busy." I say lamely.

"It's fine. I've been busy too. I just reached Nebraska so I'm going to check out my apartment, probably start moving the stuff in." I nod even though he can't see me.

"Do they allow pets?" I realize that that was a bad ice breaker about me having a dog.

"Uh…yeah? I think so." My god, this is taking forever.

"Okay. So I just found a dog and I have a week open to go somewhere. Is it alright if I come see you?" I hear a sigh of relief on the other side.

"Yes. God, that was taking forever. I was about to ask if you were able to come." I laugh and shift my weight to my other foot.

"Alright. I'm leaving now. Text me the address." I hang up and bend down, picking Deana up before walking towards the door.

"I'll see you in a week!" I close the doors after they all said bye and start walking to the 1969 Chevrolet Chevelle that I helped Bobby repair a while back. Deana stays in the passenger seat when I put her there and when I start the car, she only looks at me excitedly. I put on the station with alternative rock and drive out of the yard, checking my phone when I get the text from Wade.

-000-

I got on Wade's street at one in the morning, by then Deana fell asleep. The whole drive was very peaceful. The streets were mostly vacant and the bright lights of the street all around made me feel at ease. Like out here, on the road..you're free. You could go anywhere.

I called Wade a minute ago and he said he was waiting outside. I pull into the parking lot where I can see a guy waving his hands in the air. I laugh at him before grabbing Deana and turn to open the door but pause when it opens before I can even reach it.

"My, my, such the gentlemen." I say in a fake rich accent. Wade smiles before bowing with one hand forward for me to take. I do so gently before I fling myself in his arms, him wrapping his arms around me with a big grin.

"I missed you." He mutters into my shoulder as I try to keep hold of Deana and hug Wade.

"I missed you too." He pulls back and smiles again at me before looking at the puppy wiggling in my arm.

"Deana, right?" He asks and I nod.

"Awesome." As I watch him grin and take the dog from my hands, I have no doubt in my mind that I love Wade. Which scares the ever living crap out of me.

-000-

"Hey, Sam." I ask the third day of being with Wade, the happiest days I've experienced so far.

"Hey, Samantha. How are you?" I look towards the TV as it speaks about some people missing.

"I'm awesome. You guys? Any hunts you been on recently?"

"We're okay. Still searching for any omens, it's all a goose chase." I sigh quietly, knowing I have to leave to help them.

"Where are you guys? I can meet up tomorrow night." I stand up from Wade's roommates couch as I remember they asked me to check the mail today. I go over to slip on my shoes before walking over to the table pushed up against the wall, grabbing the black leash Wade bought for Deana and clipping it onto her collar.

"Somewhere in Oregon. Having no leads on the demons or the deal." The deal. I forgot for a seconds. I close the door behind me and walk down the few stairs before making my way to the corner of the parking lot, where the mailboxes are.

"Damn. I haven't found anything either." I pause as Deana growls, her fur going up in a defensive manner.

"Maybe it's…" I trail off as I see someone staring at me from the edge of the trees. They're not even making an effort to act like they aren't looking at me.

"Samantha?" I startle slightly as Sam calls my name. I pull Deana back as she tries to run to the person.

"Sam." My voice is a harsh whisper as I slowly start to walk the dog and I down the road.

"What?" His voice is more alert now and I can even hear someone else talking in the background, I'm too distracted to put together that it's Dean.

"What's happening?" I can hear the slow crunch of gravel behind me and I don't have to turn around to know that someone's following me. I can't have an anxiety attack with someone following me. So I take comfort in Sam's words and Deana's fur rubbing against my leg. I force myself to calm my heart rate and settle the ringing in my ears.

"Uh, just," I pause to clear my throat. "Feel like something's stuck to my shoe." A muttered curse before I hear the phone shuffle.

"What's happening? Where are you?" Dean's voice comes over the phone now, completely business.

"Samantha!" I spin around as the very feminine yell from behind me calls my name.

"She knows my name." I slide my eyes over the girl, feeling slightly more relaxed when I don't see a weapon.

"I'll call you back." I find myself saying before I realize it and I hang up. I stuff my phone in my pocket as I calculate the girl.

"What?!" That confidence in my voice is one hundred percent, bullshit.

"I'm just trying to help!" She starts walking faster, her curled blonde hair bouncing slightly as she bounds down the hill.

"By stalking me?" Thankfully Deana has stopped pulling on the leash and just keeps a glaring eye on the girl.

"Yes-well, no." She finally meets me at the end of the hill, her breathing pattern not even altered by the long walk.

"Then what?" Her dark green eyes look at me before glancing off into the woods surrounding both sides of the woods. If this were any other time, I would probably be captivated by the chick's hotness. But now's not the time.

"Remember that gate you opened?" I take a small step back as she asks that.

"I didn't open that, okay? That was- never mind. How do you even know about that?" Her eyes connect with mine again.

"Word travels fast." I guess it's possible she heard about it if she's a hunter.

"Yeah, alright. What're you doing here though?" I'm kind of questioning my sexuality right now. I can't stop staring at her. Oh, no.

"Get down." I snap my eyes back to hers as they start to wonder to her chest for some unknown reason.

"What?"

"I said," She grabs my arm and shoves me onto the ground, Deana growling as I hiss when the gravel digs into the palms of my hand.

"Get the Hell down." I want to fight her at her order but stop when I hear something rustle in the woods.

"You know how to hold a fight?" I look up at her from behind the bush I crawled behind.

"I'm a hunter." She rolls her eyes and turns back around, her hand going to her waist band and coming back with a knife. A weird knife, it looks like something is carved into it.

"So…" The girl shushes me turning around and landing me with a glare before her eyes look past me and widen. I pale.

"It's right behind me, isn't it?" We all move at once. The girl brings her knife up and starts walking towards me and I twist around, dropping the leash in the process. I jump up and look at the person already clenching my fist and punching the guy back before I even think about what it could be. He barely even flinches before he cracks his jaw and glares at me. I gulp when the brunette guy's eye turn black. Why did this demon have to possess a beyond muscular guy?

"We can talk this out, right?" My desperate voice is the first to speak up. The demon scoffs and reels back before going to hit me in the stomach. I jump to the side at the last second as the blonde girl marches past me, the knife ready to kill.

"Ruby." The guy's voice matches his body. It's deep and kind of scary.

"Mark." She goes in for the kill but he ducks and takes her legs out from underneath her.

"What are you doing? Protecting this human bitch?" Before I even know it, somebody is behind me and holding my arms back. I try to pull away but the person holding me back just laughs and digs their fingernails into my skin. Ruby glances at me, gulping, before twirling her knife in her hand.

"Leave us alone. We have no trouble with you." I kick back at the persons legs and to my happiness, they lose footing. I jump forward and spin around as the dark haired woman starts getting up. I take the chance of it being a demon and open my mouth.

"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursion infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta-" I turn my back to Ruby as she stabs the other guy.

"You bitch!" I reflect the hit as the girl demon takes a swing at me. Ruby shoves past me and she thrusts the knife in the girl. Her body lights up like Azazel's when Dean shot him with the colt. Like the demon just got killed.

"What the hell is that?" I ask breathless as I point to the now bloody knife she glances at me before kicking the dead body on the ground. I distantly hear the dog run up to me as I stare at Ruby.

"A knife." I throw out my arms shakily.

"A demon killing knife!" I go near hysterical. She rolls her eyes and starts walking down the road, leaving me behind with the bodies.

"No shit, short bus." I gape at her then turn to the two dead corpses.

"Samantha?" I look behind me. Fuck my life.

"Wade, hey."

Sorry about yet another sucky chapter and a long wait. So much stuff has been going on. Tornados, flooding, getting kicked out of my house, and taking care of my sister and law along with my niece. I wouldn't have that any other way though, good family is rare now-adays. And I've been trying to plan a baby shower all by myself for my sis-in-law, so it's been very stressful.

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