CHAPT ER8:
Sam Winchester POV
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
“ITS ALL MY FAULT SAMMY!”
“No, it isn’t Dean.” I reasoned.
“YES IT IS! IF I HAD NEVER DATED LUCKY THIS WOULDN’T HAVE HAPPENED!”
“DEAN IF YOU HADN’T HAD DATED LUCKY, I WOULD NEVER HAVE FOUND HER AND SHE MIGHT BE WOKRING WITH DEMONS!!” Dad shouted at Dean.
“Dean, just-“
“DONT YOU TELL ME TO CALM DOWN SAMMY!”
B-B-B-Be careful making wishes in the dark, dark
Can't be sure when they've hit their mark, mark
“Dean, think it through. You are the one reason why she is fighting for humanities side. If you hadn’t dated Lucky, then Amoreta would have died all those times that you saved her. You, Sam, bobby, Castiel; you would all be dead.” Dad exclaimed.
“I need a drink.” Dean mumbled.
And besides in the mean, mean time
I'm just dreaming of tearing you apart
“Dean, please dont drink your worries again.” I pleaded.
“IM SORRY SAMMY BUT THIS IS MY FAULT!”
“THIS IS NOT YOUR FAULT! SHE WOULD HAVE LEFT ANYWAY!” Dad shouted at Dean.
“What do you mean by that?” Cas asked.
“She has been going through some... rough... times recently. She had planned to go see her friends to get a break. Her friend, is helping her with everything.” Dad said.
I'm in the de-details with the devil
So now the world can never get me on my level
“Can we trust this ‘Friend’?” i asked, cautiously.
“Yes, her father and boyfriend are hunters, as well as her.”
“Okay, so let us just say that she is safe, then what do we do know?” Dean asked, opening a cold brown bottle of Speight’s that had condensation dripping down the sides.
“We know that unless she contacts me, she is safe and everything is under control.”
“Okay, and what if she calls?”
“Then we go to her.” Cas said. He walked over to Dean and placed a hand on his shoulder. “She is going to be fine Dean. I have a tab on her that will tell me anything that happens to her.”
“And how do we know that?” Dean asked, taking a swig of his beer.
I just gotta get you out of the cage
I'm a young lover's rage
Gonna need a spark to ignite
“It’s a simple matter of blocking out certain subsonic frequencies and tracking hers. I could draw you a diagram if you wanted.” He said.
“No thats okay.”
Cas walked over to the TV and turned it on.
MEEP MEEP!
He started watching road runner as we talked about everything else.
“So, life goes on as we wait for Mort to call?” Dean asked, beer to his mouth.
