Meet the Winchesters

Scarecrow

Sam wakes up to one of the cell phones in the room ringing. Annoyed, Sam looks over at the nightstand to see that Dean's phone was ringing the one ringing, but neither Dean nor (Y/N) wake up, despite the loud sound.

"Dean," Sam grumbles, rubbing his eyes. Neither Dean nor you stir, so Sam groans and reaches over to grab the phone, flipping it open, then answering it, "Hello?"

"Sam, is that you?" Dad's voice comes clearly through the phone and Sam sits upright in the bed, surprised to hear his father's voice on the other end.

"Dad? Are you hurt?" Sam questions, looking over at his siblings, silently cursing them for not waking up when the phone originally rang.

"I'm fine," he replied, not sounding worried.

"We've been looking for you everywhere," Sam rambles, "We didn't know where you were if you were okay."

"Sammy, I'm all right," Dad pauses and sighs, "What about you, Dean, and (Y/N)?"

Sam hears rustling movements coming from the other bed and looks over to see you and Dean both finally waking up.

P.O.V. Switch

You groan and shuffle around under the covers, kicking your older brother in the process. Sam was talking loudly to someone and it woke you up. You sit up slowly, stretching as you go. You look over to the other bed to see Sammy talking to someone on one of the phones. Dean sits up a few seconds later, elbowing you for kicking him, then his attention turns to Sam.

"We're fine. Dad, where are you?" Sam questions the other person on the line. Wait, did he say Dad? "What? Why not?"

"Is that Dad?" Dean asks sleepily, he wasn't quite awake yet.

Sam ignores Dean, "You're after it, aren't you? The thing that killed Mom," Sam is silent, listening to the other person, who you now are assuming is your father, "A demon? You know for sure?"

"A demon?" you ask groggily, "Sammy, what's he sayin'?"

Sam ignores you once again, "You know where it is? Let us help," Sam huffs into the phone, sounding angry, "Why not?"

"Give me the phone," Dean demands, preparing to pull the comforter of off himself.

"Names? What names, Dad, talk to me, tell me what's going on," Sam protests, Dad obviously wasn't cooperating, "No. Alright? No way."

"Give me the phone," Dean repeats more forcefully When Sam doesn't comply, Dean whips off the covers and plucks the phone from Sam's hand, he walks away from both of you, conversing you're your father, "Dad, it's me. Where are you?" Dean is silent, "Yes, sir...Uh, yeah, I got a pen. What are the names?"

Time Skip: 3 Hours

After the phone call, all of you were wide awake and ready to start the day, despite it being only 1 in the morning. You and Dean had decided to take advantage of the time and research the names your father had given you. Sam had been doing something else, neither you nor Dean was sure what it was, but you both knew it didn't have anything to do with the names. All of you had left the motel with all of your things about 30 minutes ago. Sam had wanted to drive, so Dean gave him the keys. Dean and you have been filling him in on what the both of you had found on the names.

"Alright, so the names Dad gave us, they're all couples?" Sam clarifies, glancing at Dean before his eyes return to the road.

Dean nods, "Three different couples. All went missing."

"And they're all from different towns? Different states?" Sam inquires, adjusting his grip on the steering wheel.

"Yeah. One was from Washington, another from New York and the last from Colorado. Each of them was on a road trip across the country. But none of them arrived at their destination, and nobody's heard from 'em since," you explain, looking away from the window to the front seat.