Loved By a Hunter

Chapter 7

It was a long drive to Bisbee, Arizona. The boys took turns driving has Lela sat in the back seat of the Impala. She brought along her books and her iPod to listen to music. When they got to Bisbee, they checked into a small motel there. As they walked in, Sam realized that there was only two queen size beds. He looked a bit nervous. Dean went and dropped his stuff down on one of the beds. 

"I'll take the floor, I guess." said Lela.
"No. I'll take it. You shouldn't have to sleep on the floor. Take the bed." said Sam, nervously but like a gentleman. 

Dean chuckled under his breath. 

"Oh okay. Thanks, Sam. Um...I'm gonna crash then. Night." said Lela. 
"Okay. Night." said both of the boys. 

Lela laid asleep on her bed, facing away from the boys. She was listening in to their conversation. 

"Well, that was awfully sweet of you. Giving up your bed. What next? You going to give up your jacket to..." said Dean, teasing. 
"Shut up, Dean. Its not like you ever liked a girl. And be quiet, she's sleeping." said Sam, researching on his laptop. 
"What've you got so far, Sammie?" asked Dean.
"It's Sam. Well, it says that three people were all murdered. One ganked and the other two hanged. But get this though. No marks on any of the victims." said Sam. 

Lela sat up and walked over to the laptop. The boys looked shocked. 

"Sorry. Ya'll woke me up." said Lela.
"What all did you hear?" asked Sam.

Lela heard it all, but she didn't want them knowing. 

"Something about three people being murdered." said Lela.

Sam let out a huge sigh of relief. 

"Uh yeah. One ganked and the other two hanged. No marks left on either of them." said Sam. 
"No training but may I make a wild guess?" asked Lela. 
"Sure. Give it a try." said Dean, laughing under his breath. 

Lela stood there for thirty seconds, trying to remember what she read in their father's journal.

"Hm...a spirit or ghost?" she guessed. 

The boys looked shocked.

"Wow. She's good. Did you learn about that from hearing about Sammie and Bobby earlier? It's actually good." said Dean.  
"No actually. If something visible did this, then there would be marks. Since there isn't any marks, I figured..." 
"You figured ghost or spirit. They are same thing, just to let you know." Sam said, cutting her off.
"Cool. I like her Sammie." said Dean.

Lela chuckled a bit. She also blushed a bit because she liked Sam and she knew that he liked her. 

"Okay. So where do I begin?" asked Lela. 
"Well, first off you..." Sam was cut off by Lela.
"You use iron to swing at them to keep them from you for a bit, stay behind salt lines, shoot rock salt bullets at them, and then when you find their bones or an item that belonged to them, if they are cremated, salt and burn. Then poof." said Lela. 

Sam and Dean had their mouths down to the floor. They were in utter shock.

"How did you do that?" asked Dean.
"I read a book while you guys were sleeping at Bobby's." said Lela.
"Wow. Get bored much? Good job. What else did you learn?" asked Dean.
"Demons, you exorcise or stab with an angel blade or a demon-killing knife, which you have." said Lela.
"What else?" asked Sam.
"What are you quizzing me?" asked Lela, getting upset.
"We are seeing what you know from what you read." said Sam, calmly.
"Well, werewolves are killed with sliver blades or silver bullets. Wendigos are killed by burning them." said Lela.
"You forgot that holy water and rock salt for Demons.  But not bad. Now, tomorrow we are going to go shopping for FED stuff for you. And take you out for target practice. You'll be shooting with me and shopping with Dean." said Sam.
"Okay. I'm completely ready for this." said Lela. 
"We should hit the hay I'm going to stay up a bit longer." said Sam.
"I'm not. I'm gonna crash." said Dean, as he plopped down on his bed. 
"I'm gonna go to bed as well. Night boys." said Lela as she laid down. 
"Night." said both of the boys for second time that night.