All Over Again

Chapter 4: Road Trip

 Authors Note: Sorry I haven't updated, my mom has been ill and such, but no worries, she's getting better and so I have more time to update my stories! Yay. Also, there is a surprise at the end. Hehehe.

As I sat in the Impala, I became really stressed out. I wasn't sure why, but I guessed it was because I just decided to go for a road trip with two strangers. I wasn't sure what to do and it made me really confused, I must have been thinking hard, because finally Sam said, "Hey, how are you holding up?"

I looked up from the floor of the impala and stared into Sam's sympathetic eyes. I didn't know what to say, I thought I was going insane. "I'm.....uh fine. Yeah, I'm good, thanks" I gave him a quick smile and looked back down at the floor. The thing that was really getting to me was the fact that I felt like I'd been through this before, like I know who Sam and Dean are, even though they don't know me. I felt as if part of my life was missing, but that couldn't be, because I was part of my family, of my life, and of the world. If I had missed something, so would the world, right?

My mind wandered as the car came to a stop. I looked up.

"You want some food?" Dean asked me.

"Oh, sure." I got out of the car and we headed toward a restaurant, if you could call it that. We sat down and ordered. Sam got a salad, Dean a burger, and I got a burger as well. You know you can figure out a lot about a person from what food they eat. Dean- He doesn't care much, is kinda easy going. Sam- Has a dark past, tries his best, is stressed out and tense. I was kinda in between, I guess. I wasn't sure how I figured all this out form what they ate, but it's useful, so no complaints there.

"So... Isabel. You got any brothers or sisters?" Sam asked trying to make the mood a little less awkward.

"Uh" I didn't like talking about it, because I really didn't know WHAT happened to them. "I had two sisters. I have a younger one, she lives in Utah." I hated talking about it.

"Had? What happened?" Dean pushed. I didn't want to tell them, but I answered so, I better continue.

"They were, uh......" My voice started to crack, I took a second to relax and clear my throat. "Murdered, covered in blood and all. I got back from school to find them like that. They were still alive too, I called 911 and held pressure on the wounds, but it was no use. By the time they got there, I was crying in a puddle of blood." I rattled off the details to keep myself separated from it emotionally. I could feel tears coming form my eyes and I took deep breaths. I looked up and found Sam and Dean staring at me. "What?" I yelled. They looked away.

"Oh, uh... nothing. Just, how can you deal with it?" Dean's eyes looked so sad at that moment.

I felt bad for yelling and calmed my voice down. "I don't know, I just kinda think that they wouldn't want me to be sad about it or revengeful, you know?" I hadn't really ever thought about it before, but that made sense so that's what I said.

Sam nodded. Dean then asked another question, "They got the guy that did it though, right?"

I looked down at me food. I saw Sam smack Dean out of the corner of my eye.

I mean, they had a suspect, but I knew it wasn't him. I knew because the man that killed them had yellow eyes.