Dakota Elizabeth Winchester

Chapter 2: Pilot Part 2

Note: This chapter has also been update to fit with the rest of the story. 

Dakota and her brothers were walking through the town when they spotted a girl hanging missing posters.

"I'll bet you that's her." Said Dean "Speaking of bets, where's my $30 from our bet, Kota?" Sighing, huffing, and rolling her eyes, Dakota reached into the back pocket of her ripped, black skinny jeans and pulled out her wallet hand Dean the money she owed him. Once she handed it over Dean ruffled her hair and she stuck her tongue out at him.

"I can't believe you two bet on whether or not I would come with you." Sam said. Dean and Dakota both shrugged. Then they continued walking over to the girl.

"You must be Amy." Dean said to her.

"Yea" Amy confirmed in a quiet, meek voice.

"Yea, Troy told us about you. We're his uncles and aunt. I'm Dean and this is Sammy and Dakota." Dean said, introducing them to Amy.

"He never mentioned you to me." Amy said sounding very unimpressed.

Dean scoffed, "Well that's Troy, I guess. We're not around much. We're up in Modesto." Dean explained.

"So, we're looking for him too and we're kind of asking around." Sam told Amy. Just then another girl who was hanging up flier came up to Amy and asked if she was okay. After assuring the other girl she was fine, Sam continued talking, "You mind if we ask you a couple questions?"

The Winchester siblings, Amy, and Amy's friend decided to talk at the local diner.

"I was talking to Troy on the phone. He was driving home. He said he would call me right back and he never did." Amy told them.

"He didn't say anything strange or out of the ordinary?" Dakota questioned the poor girl calmly.

"No. Nothing I can remember." Amy said. Dean sighed.

"Here's the deal, ladies." Dean said leaning on his elbows on the table, addressing the two in front of him, "the way Troy disappeared, something ain't right. So if you've heard anything..." The girl's looked at each other before turning back to the three people in front of them.

"What is it?" Dean asked.

"Well it's just," Amy's friend started then paused, trying to figure out how to not make her next sentence sound crazy, "I mean, with all these guys going missing, people talk."

"What do they talk about?" Sam and Dean asked at the same time. Dakota looked at her brothers in slight shock. They had always talked at the same time before Sam left for Stanford, but she couldn't believe they were so back in sync after only a few hours.

Amy's friend shrugged. "It's kid of this local legend. This one girl she got murdered like decades ago." Dean looked over at Sam and saw that he was nodding along with the story. "Well, supposedly she's still out there. She hitchhikes and whoever picks her up, well they disappear forever."

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Dakota, Sam, and Dean went to the local library to research any deaths similar to the death that Amy's friend had described to them. Dean sat at the computer first while Sam and Dakota hung back, sipping on some coffee. When Dean's first two searches came up blank, Sam leaned over to grab the mouse from his brother.

"Here let me." Sam said only to have his hand slapped away by Dean. Sam then shoved Dean's rolling chair away from the computer. Dakota rolled her eyes at the idiots she had the privilege of sharing genes with.