Don't Leave Me-SPN S2

Chapter 19 - Folsom Prison Blues

"Ok, so we should be out in a few days. It's easy, identify the ghost and burn its bones." Sam said.

"Yep, as always, just be careful and don't die please." I said.

"We won't." Dean said. I pulled them both into hugs and Dean kissed me. "For good luck." Dean said with a smirk. I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Get going, before there is an actual robbery." I said. The boys nodded and put their gloves on and took off for the jewelry shop. It took about five minutes for the cops to show up. I watched from across the street as the boys were being pulled out of a jewelry shop, being arrested and put into the cop cars.

I was wearing a helmet and was on a motorcycle I stole. I saw Dean wink at me. I shook my head and decided I should take off. The boys were being arrested so they could help someone who helped John a long time ago. There was a ghost in a local holding center. It was boys only, so they gave me the hunt off.

I drove for a bit and went to visit Bobby. I pulled up to his house and got off my motorcycle and pulled the helmet off, shaking my head to somewhat fix my helmet hair. I walked up to his house and knocked. He opened the door and smiled.

"Hey Bobby." I said.

"It's been a while." he said.

"Yeah." I said.

"Where are the boys?" Bobby asked.

"Prison, helping a friend of Johns. Boys only, so I'm coming to see you then I'm going to do something that I have been putting off for a long time." I said and my hand went right to the locker on my neck.

"You need some company?" Bobby asked.

"No, I should do this one on my own, but if I need you, I promise to call." I said.

"That's all I can ask for. Now come in and have a beer." Bobby said. I smiled and walked in.

We settled down in the kitchen with two beers and he had my favorite ice cream stashed in the freezer.

"Yep, so we found out the original writer of the script was controlling the ghost and was pissed off because they changed the script completely. He idiotically broke the talasman and the ghost killed him." I said.

"You and the boys are good at what you do, that's for sure." Bobby said.

"Well, we don't only have John to thank for that. You helped us while also showing us that we were still kids." I said.

"You're going to make me cry." Bobby said sarcastically. I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Your parents would be real proud of you, Ali." Bobby said.

"Now you're going to make me cry, old man." I said. Bobby smiled.

"Hey, did you ever get around to looking up on my dad?" I asked.

"Yep. Turns out Ellen was right, he was a hunter. He didn't play with others very often. He kept to himself. But around when you were born, he stopped hunting. He got a job as a cop and stayed off the radar as well as he could. He did save a lot of people in his time though." Bobby said.

"What about my mom?" I asked.

"Turns out, he met her on one of his hunts. It was a vamp nest and they preferred young blondes, which your mom was. So they kidnapped her and your dad was able to save her. She was probably your age at the time. I got a picture of her." Bobby said.

He got up and returned with it a few minutes later. He handed it to me. She looked exactly like me. She had curly dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. I had my father's eyes, but my mom and I looked so similar, she could have been my twin. I let a tear fall as I looked at the picture of her.