sparks fly, sam winchester [ 2 ]

017. killer trucks

They're at a gas station and Miranda is sitting in the backseat while Sam leans against the door and is looking at a map.

"Okay. I think I found a way we can bypass that construction just east of here. We might even make Pennsylvania faster than we thought." Sam says.

"Yeah. Problem is, we're not going to Pennsylvania." Dean says, putting his phone up.

"We what?" Sam asks.

"I just got a call from an, uh, old friend. Her father was killed last night, think it might be our kind of thing." Dean says.

"What?" Sam asks.

"Yeah. Believe me, she never would've called -- never -- if she didn't need us." Dean says. "Come on, are you coming or not?" He gets in the car. Sam grabs the map and gets in the car.

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"By old friend, you mean...?" Sam asks.

"A friend that's not new." Dean says.

"Oh, yeah, thanks. So her name's Cassie, huh? You never mentioned her." Sam says.

"Didn't I?" Dean asks. "Yeah, we went out." He says after a moment.

"You mean you dated somebody? For more than one night?" Sam inquires.

"Am I speaking a language you're not getting here? Dad and I were working a job in Ohio, she was finishing up college. We went out for a couple of weeks." Dean says.

"And?" Sam asks. Dean shrugs. "Look, it's terrible about her dad, but it kinda sounds like a standard car accident. I'm not seeing how it fits with what we do. Which, by the way, how does she know what we do?" Sam asks.

"You told her." He soon realizes. "You told her the secret? Our big family rule number one. We do what we do and we shut up about it. You go out with this chick in Ohio a couple of times and you tell her everything while I never tell anybody anything?"

"Miranda knows." Dean says.

"Yeah, cause she grew up knowing about it." Sam says. "And I didn't even tell her, she figured it out."

Dean sighs.

"Dean!" Sam exclaims when he doesn't get an answer.

"Yeah. Looks like." Dean says.

+++

The three walk into the newspaper office, Miranda holding Sam's hand.

"Jimmy, you're too close to this. Those guys were friends of yours. Again, Cassie, I'm very sorry for your loss." The man walks off, Jimmy also walking away. Cassie turns, spotting the three.

"Dean." Cassie says.

"Hey, Cassie." Dean says, the two staring at each other for a moment. "This is my brother, Sam, and, uh, his girlfriend, Miranda." Cassie smiles at them, the two returning their own smiles.

"Sorry about your dad." Dean tells her.

"Yeah. Me, too." Cassie says.

+++

Cassie walks into the room with a tray of tea and cups.

"My mother's in pretty bad shape. I've been staying with her. I wish she wouldn't go off by herself. She's been so nervous and frightened. She was worried about dad." Cassie says.

"Why?" Dean asks.

"He was scared. He was seeing things." Cassie says, pouring some tea.

"Like what?" Dean asks.