A Hunters Heart

There's Something Stuck to Their Shoe...

Hey everyone sorry it has been so long. I have been so busy with school and forblike the past month i have been sick very sick. So here is a new chapter and hopefully i can start updating regularly. Enjoy!!
AL&AD

After a few hours of being in the Impala and listening to Dean's extensive collection of classic rock, Lexi was dozing in her seat.
"Don't fall asleep! We're almost there!" Sam exclaimed, noting his passengers falling head and tired disposition.
"Sam. We're just over halfway through Colorado."
"So?"
"The halfway point we're driving to is a motel in Utah! That's at least three more hours!"
"The roads we're taking and the speed we're going, knock that down at least another thirty minutes. And thus, I repeat my earlier statement: So?"
"So, I'm gonna need to sleep sometime soon. Might as well be in the car." Lexi started to hunker down again but was interrupted by Sam saying something that Lexi couldn't make out. "Did you say something?"
Sam blushed and kept his eyes glued to the road. "I said, 'Don't leave me alone.'"
Lexi couldn't tell if he was joking or serious. If he was joking, then why would he not be looking at her? To keep from laughing? But, if he was being serious...
"Fine." She said with a sigh, straightening herself in the passenger's seat, "but you're getting me food." Sam smiled and veered to the right side of the road, where a sign read "Aunt Rachael's Good Eating, Exit 3 Miles ahead"

Once they were at the diner, Lexi perked up at the smell of food. Burgers, fries, milkshakes, this was a classic diner! As she sat down at a small, two-person booth, Lexi got in her purse and examined the contents of her wallet. Sam saw this and quickly stopped her.
"It's on me." he said.
"No, really, you don't have to do that."
"It's no problem, really! Check it out." Sam tossed a plastic card on the table. Lexi picked it up and examined it.
"No..." she said, a crooked grin covering her face.
"Yeah."
"Seriously?"
"I know! How else are we supposed to live? Hunting doesn't exactly pay the bills. Even we have to eat."
Lexi looked around and lowered her voice, "Fake credit cards? What if you get caught?"
Sam shrugged. "I dunno. We just don't."
"But who, in their right mind, would think of you as" She glanced at the name imprinted on the card, "Ace Thorn? WAIT." Lexi took a closer look at the card and started laughing hysterically, leaving Sam wondering what was so funny.
"What? What is it?"
Before Lexi could explain, a waitress came over and asked for their order. Lexi stopped laughing long enough to order a burger and a side salad and Sam went with the house Salad. They each ordered a milkshake. As the waitress left, Lexi's cackling turned into a light chuckle.
"Okay, what's so funny?"
Still smiling wildly, Lexi asked Sam, "Did your brother make this for you?"
"Yeah... So..."
"I don't know, it could have been an accident, but, your name on this reads 'Ace Thorn'. But when I first read it, I thought it said 'Asa Thor' another name for the Norse god Thor, who you seem to bear a striking resemblance to."
Sam's head tilted back, his face breaking into a grin. "That explains why one of his cards says 'Roger Stevens'."
That got a laugh out of Lexi just as their food showed up.
It was mid afternoon and pleasant weather could be seen for miles on either side of the diner. Lexi laughed as they discussed the names they had gone by on cases. The conversation remained light-hearted until Sam tensed up.
"What's wrong? Did I say something?" Lexi saw how tense he was and automatically assumed it was her doing. Sam looked her in the eyes and plastered a clearly fake smile on his face. Through gritted teeth, he started explaining their current situation.
"There's something stuck to my shoe."
Lexi's whole body went numb. She hadn't heard that term used since her parents were alive. She decided not to freak out. For all she knew, the Winchesters didn't use that code. Plus, who would be following them? Lexi turned a 180 and hailed the waitress while she took stock of the rest of the customers. A small family, a few teens, an older couple and, ah! two men with trucker hats that weren't eating.
Lexi must have looked concerned because Sam leaned in and started to explain, but was cut off by Lexi.
"For me and my brother, the term 'I have something stuck to my shoe' means-"
"Got it. Here's the plan. I don't know how to fight these sons of bitches, so I'm going to go to the bathroom and leave out the window while you pay for our check. I'll wait one minute before meeting you at the Impala where we can ditch these demonic bastards and hopefully avoid us a fight in the process. You ready?"
Sam was taken back at the control that Lexi had taken. He was usually the one to come up with the plans, but this one sounded pretty solid. Sam responded with a weak "I... I guess..."
"Alright, let's roll." Lexi got up from the two-seated booth and walked to the restroom.
1, 2, 3,
Her mind was racing as she started to count out sixty seconds. She felt like an idiot, sending Sam out the front and running from the danger she had become accustomed to, but, she didn't know what else to do.
37, 38, 39, 40,
If Lexi had left the plan to Sam, he would probably have her fight. Anything not vampire was new territory for the huntress. Sure, she had only briefly been told how to deal with ghosts in preparation for the hunt. But demons? Demons were a big deal.
56, 57, 58, 59, 60.
Lexi had found the window and was now letting herself out, getting mud on her jeans in the process. Fuck. I just washed these. She thought, trying to get her mind off the fact that she was on the lam from two demon-possessed truckers.
She quickly and quietly made her way around to the front of the restaurant. Lexi could clearly see Sam leaning against the driver's side of the Impala, looking over his shoulder, then back to searching the parking lot for his partner in crime. When his eyes caught Lexi's, Sam's face lit up, leading Lexi to do the same. As Lexi neared Sam, they shared a sigh of relief, but before she could give Sam an attack hug, Lexi saw Sam get knocked in the head with a baseball bat and fumble to the ground. The last thing she remembered was a brown sack being thrown over her head followed by a stinging pain in her neck and darkness.