A Twisted Hunt

~Chapter 2~

Sam and Dean offered me a ride back to the motel Where i was staying. They had agreed to help me track down my father "so how long have you been a hunter?"asked Sam as we walked back towards where Dean had parked. "Since I could hold a gun." I responded "do you prefer the bow over the gun?" He asked pointing at the bow that was strung across my back "yeah the less noise i make the better. but i still always have my gun." i said pushing back my jacket to reveal the gun that was holstered to my jeans " Its always good to have a back up plan." he said as we walked into the parking lot. Dean walked over to a black impala. "wow" i said as i walked around the car examining its beauty "you like it?" Dean asked smirking "its only one of the most amazing cars ever!" i exclaimed. Dean smiled and opened the car door for me i smiled as i climbed into the back seat " Deadly chick with good taste in cars?" dean said sliding in behind the wheel "nice." i blushed at the comment.

When we arrived at the motel Dean went to check in while sam got their bags out of the car. "do you think we'll find him?" i mumbled not wanting to hear a bad answer sam looked at me "my dad, do you think we will find him?" this time i said it loud enough to hear "i dont know, hopefully we will" sam said slinging a duffle bag over his shoulder. i nodded and looked down at my feet "the important thing is not to loose hope. alright?" sam said laying his heavy hand on my shoulder i looked up at him and nodded he smiled back "room seven" dean said as he returned " thanks for agreeing to help me " i said as i pulled out my room key,and walked over to the door with the number 2 on it. "and by the way my name is cristal." i said smiling they smiled back "nice to meet you cristal" dean said i smiled and shut the door.