Chapter Three

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You had told Dean that you were going with him, it had been two months. You had to admit- hunting wasn't what you thought it was going to be. It wasn't like Ghostbusters (or that one time you got a bit buzzed with (f/n) and watched Ghostfazers). You mainly stayed back in the motel room, unless it was a simple salt and burn.

This time was no different, "Yes, Dean." You said with a smile. You had the phone pressed to your ear as you flipped through a book. "I know," You giggled.

Dean went on about what you had to do. "I know." You muttered. "Okay, yup, goodbye." He hung up and you shoved the book away. You grabbed a few dollars and walked to the vending machines. You wore shorts and one of Dean's flannel shirts. Your scar on your leg was visible- Dean would always run his fingers across it or sometimes he would kiss it. He told you it never made you look ugly. It was a battle scar.

You put in a dollar and got a Coca-Cola. You opened the bottle and began heading back to the room, knowing Dean would strangle you if he knew you left it. He was so protective over you, and you loved it.

You walked back in and sat on the bed. The cons that were to being left behind were: You got lonely, and you always worried about the boys.

You constantly watched the clock, looking at it.

6:00

6:30

7:00

7:30

8:00

8:30

9:00

Time just kept going by, and they never came back. It was had, you began pacing the floor. That is until your phone rang. It was Dean.

"Dean?"

"Baby, you have to get out of there. Run. Grab everything and run." He said. Then the line was dead. You bit your lip and began shoving things into your bag. Once you had your bag, you ran our the front door. Leaving the key on the bed and the door open. You were doing exactly what Dean said to do.

You pushed your legs to keep moving, you needed to keep going. You would glance behind yourself as you slowed into a walk. Your lungs had began to burn, and you were tired.

Your phone began ringing, you pulled it from your pocket and looked at the caller i.d. Dean. "Dean," You said in relief.

You heard him sigh then a soft 'thank god'. "Are you okay?"

"Of course, where are you?" He asked.

"Um, I actually don't know." You said. "I think I passed the town sign a while back." You said.

"(Y/n), I called you less than thirty minutes ago." He said. "How did you get that far so fast?"

"Cross Country Track." You said, "I was the fastest long distance runner."

You heard him chuckle. "Alright,"

In the background of the call you heard Sam point out something ahead. "Hey, are you walking towards and intersection?" He asked.

"Yea, why?" You asked. You glanced behind you and saw headlights. "Is that you?" You asked.

The car slowed down, and Sam was in the passenger seat. You let out a long sigh as you climbed in the back seat. "Thank god," You said. You leaned across the seat and kissed Dean's cheek.

He smiled and pulled off of the side of the road. He glanced back at you, giving you a small smile. You leaned back in your seat, yawning. You shut your eyes and rested your head onto the window.

You were a light sleeper, so you made out part of the boys' conversation.

"... I know, but... I can't just leave her." Dean whispered to his brother. They were talking about you. You acted like you were still asleep as you listened.

Sam said nothing and then Dean spoke again. "We can drop her with Bobby, he can help her learn to hunt... and she can be safe with him." You bit your lip as you stayed silent.

He was going to leave you with some random guy, that you might not even trust.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 05, 2016 ⏰

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