The bell on the diner door tinkles, but I barely even hear it over the sound of Sam’s urgent tone.
“I’m telling you Dean, someone is following us.”
“Fine, I hear you, but can you prove it? Been having visions again? Have you seen any specific cars tailing us?”
“No, it’s just a feeling...”
“Come on Sammy.” I grin at him, “Just a feeling?”
Sam glares at me, “Come on Dean. Can’t you just trust me?”
I’m about to respond when I glance up at the door, noticing the woman who’s just walked in. She doesn’t fit the scene for some reason, or maybe she just doesn’t fit this sleepy town filled with farmers and fogies. Her long red hair is pulled back from her face in a sleek braid, and she wears a form-fitting black leather jacket with tight jeans and motorcycle boots. I catch her eye and we just look at each other, neither of us wanting to break eye contact first.
“Dean?” Sam’s voice breaks through my fog, “What...” He turns to see what I’m looking at, his eyebrows going up when he sees the girl. “Oh.”
We both turn back to face each other. “Dean... no.” Sam shakes his head. “Don’t even think about it.”
“But...” I begin to protest.
“We don’t have time, okay?” He sighs, “We have this person following us, not to mention we need to get to Amory to check out this job.”
I curl my lip at him, but he’s right. We need to leave as soon as we pay the bill for lunch. Then someone speaks right beside me.
“Excuse me, but would you happen to be the owner of that lovely Impala parked outside?”
I turn my head to see who’s talking to me and am surprised to see that it’s the girl who just walked in. Her hand is on her hip, which is jutted out to the side ever so slightly, revealing a line of creamy skin where her shirt rides up.
“Yes, yes I am.” I flash her a smile, the one that always reels in the girls, ignoring Sam shaking his head in my peripheral vision. “And what might your name be?”
“I thought so, Dean.” She smirks, reaching out to shake my hand, “I’m Clair Alexander.”
I’m returning the handshake when Sam takes a quick breath. It takes me a moment to realize why. She called me by my name, but I haven't introduced myself yet.
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