Running With a Demon *hiatus*

Chapter Four: Freezing in Hell... or Arizona

Dean's POV:

Sam and I just finished up a werewolf case in San Francisco. Sam was standing in front of the body of Madison, tears pouring out from his eyes. I came up behind him and placed my hand on his shoulder in a comforting matter. Sam's shoulders sagged and he turned away from Madison's body. I cleaned up the mess and buried the body, after burning and salting it.. just in case. When I returned to Madison's apartment, Sam was sitting on her bed, his eyes wet but no tears shedding.

Beside him his phone was ringing, but he made no motions to answer it. Sighing I walked over to the bed and picked his phone up.

"Hello?"

"Dean?" Tessa said in the other line.

"Yes, what's up?"

"I managed to grab my phone but-" her voice cut off as deep breathing took over.

"Tessa?"

"Dean! I need help! I am in Arizona, Nogales! I-" she cut off again but let out a scream, then it disconnected.

"Sam, I sorry but we gotta go!" I said, handing him his phone and standing up.

"Why?" Sam asked sadly.

"That was Tessa... she is in trouble, our call disconnected, and she was screaming when it ended.."

Sam nodded his head and wiped his eyes. We left the building after removing our fingerprints and any evidence that we were there. Sam tried calling Tessa back with no answer, whatever happened her phone was probably broken. We hopped into Baby and I began driving to Nogales, Arizona.

When we reached Nogales the following day, we checked into a hotel. Sam pulled his laptop out and began searching for why Tessa would have been here.

Multiple killings, numerous slashed necks, sounds like a demon. We checked for abandoned buildings or something that might say 'demon'.

Halfway through the research, I look over at Sam. His eyes were wet and his eyebrows were scrunched down in frustration.

"You okay, Sammy?" I asked him.

He shook his head, "No, I'm not Dean. I killed someone because I couldn't save her, and I cared about her, she had so much to live for, and now Tessa, Dean, it's Tessa, she is gone and what if we don't save her?!"

"We'll save her Sammy," I promised. I didn't want Tessa to die, she was like a really hot sister... that sounds bad but it's true.

"What about this?" I ask him after a few minutes. I pointed at the laptop screen to the old abandoned diner.

He shrugs his shoulders but stands up and grabs so coat, so that was a 'lets go check it out.'

As we arrive at the diner, Sam points to the bushes where you can faintly see a bike. It's nightfall so you can barely see it except for a few flashes of red.

But it is Tessa's bike.

We parked near the bike and hopped out. I opened the trunk and lifted up the weapon hatch. Sam and I each grabbed a gun with rock salt bullets, I grabbed some vials of holy water, Sam grabbed a thing of salt and dads journal. I closed the weapon hatch and grabbed a can of spray paint just in case we had some time.

We headed towards the diner, our eyes searching for any signs of movement. Opening the door, I made hand movements to Sam and he nodded his head, I rushed in, gun raised, Sam following me but we did not see anything except for an empty diner.

Suddenly a man walks out from the back. He smiles at us and greets us.

I look over at Sam and then face the man. His smile turned into a smirk and his eyes turned black.