God's Gift of Hope (Supernatural Fanfiction )

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"What is it with you and Dayshaun? That's the name of the place where we found you, right?" The same thought had been bugging Sam since he heard the deputy mention Hope's alias.

"It means, God's gift of hope." Hope admitted as she watched the emotions roll over Sam's face. Surprise, realisation, understanding and then sadness.

Dean voiced what Sam was thinking, "You didn't have any hope... so you became Chayse Dayshaun... Chase God's gift of hope?" There was deep sadness and overwhelming empathy in Dean's voice as he spoke. Hope merely nodded in agreement, realising, that somehow, her choice of name had caused more pain to both of her new brothers. More than she could have imagined.

Sam broke the doom-filled mood that had fallen over the room, "Let's go get some food. I'm starved..."

A small smile broke across Hope's face, as Dean replied, "I am totally with you there..." For a split second, the thought, of a hellhound attacking, crossed Hope's mind, but she shook it off, not wanting to spoil the sudden 'up' mood that she and her brothers were feeling.

The three siblings made their way out of the motel room. No one really speaking, each unsure of how to recover from their current mood.

Dean was reaching for the driver's door; Hope was behind him, going to the back door when Sam called, "Dean..." Dean looked over at Sam, only he wasn't looking at Dean, but rather he was looking at something over Dean's shoulder. Dean turned slowly, just in time to see a cruiser pull up. Neither Dean nor Sam recognised the man who got out of the car; Sioux Falls was Jody Mills' area, and that, was definitely not her.

Sam came around the Impala, as the Sheriff reached Dean, "Agents..." the sheriff nodded at the boys, to which Dean filled in, "Boulder..." pointing at Sam, the Sheriff shook his hand, "Sinclair" he continued, shaking the Sheriff's hand in turn, "and my sister Chayse." Dean pointed out Hope last.

The Sheriff shook Hope's hand, stating as he released his grip, "I am acting Sheriff Masters. My deputy told me you were here and well... I was kind of hoping I might call on your services?" Dean noted the word 'acting'; this Sheriff was filling in for Jody, he wondered where she was.

Dean and Sam's well-timed nods encouraged the Sheriff to continue, "We have a situation..." he paused, clearly troubled by what he was about to say, "There are five dead at a local church, not a mile from here and it's bad..."

The sheriff let out a large breath, trying to gather himself before finding the words to finish, "We are a small, tight-knit community and everyone here, knows everyone. So... it is hard for us to be impartial and... Well, I was hoping you fellas might look at the scene and tell me your thoughts on what might have happened. Your... impartial thoughts... to help us clarify what we think happened."

As the Sheriff's voice trailed off, Dean simply said, "Of course... We will follow you to the scene."

Once they were in the car, Sam dialled Jody's number. She answered on the fourth ring. Sam put her on speakerphone. "Sam, What's up? Why are you ringing?" Jody asked as she answered her call. Worry was on the edge of her voice; the boys rarely called just to say hi.

"Hey Jody, you're on with Dean, Hope and I," Sam included Hope's name because it seemed like second nature, even though he knew that Jody would have no idea who that was, "We're in Sioux Falls and an Acting Sheriff has just asked us to come and look at a crime scene."

"Masters? Asked, for you two... at a crime scene?"

"Not exactly..." Dean replied to Jody's question, "Something happened at a local church, a deputy was doing door to door, checking on the motels and we flashed badges at him. Suppose he went back to the Sheriff and the sheriff decided that he could do with some FBI help. Where are you anyways? How come you didn't catch this?"

"I'm holidaying with the girls..." the girls, Jody was referring to, were Alex and Clair, "Masters is good people, boys, but he doesn't exactly know about your line of work; are you thinking something supernatural is going on there?"

"We don't know Jody," Sam started to explain, "we were just passing through, nothing special happened, he came to us."

"Well did he tell you anything? Should I come back?" Jody interrupted Sam's explanation.

"Nah, Jody don't do that." Dean jumped in trying to allay Jody's worries, "Look, we will sniff around and see what's what. Most likely, it's just a local thing, nothing to do with us and the sheriff is just overreacting, being in charge and worrying, as you do.?

"Ok. You will let me know if it is something more... Won't you?" Jody overemphasised the word, will, making sure the boys understood she wanted to know if something bad was happening in her town.

"Of course we will, Jody." Sam said before he ended the call, he turned his head to face Dean, "You didn't tell her about the bodies."

"Dude, she's on holidays... How often does that happen? We'll deal, and if it's something, we'll let her know."

The trio road the rest of the way to the church in silence.

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