SuperPotter

Chapter 6 Skin

           

Sam, Dean and Hermione pull into a gas station.

'Alright, I figure we'd hit Tucumcari by lunch, then head south, hit Bisbee by midnight,' Dean tells the duo. Neither of them were listening. 'Sam wears women's underwear,' Hermione gives Dean a dirty look from her book.

'I've been listening, I'm just busy,' Sam responds. He is checking e-mails on his PalmPilot.

'Busy doing what?'

'Reading e-mails,' Dean gets out of the car and starts to fill the tank with gas.

'E-mails from who?'

'From my friends at Stanford,' Hermione moves so that she can see who had sent the e-mails.

'I thought Hermione was you're only friend at Stanford,' both Sam and Hermione give him a dirty look. 'What do you even tell them?,'

'I tell them I'm on a road trip with my brother,' Dean shakes his head towards Hermione. 'I also tell them that Hermione went with us because she didn't feel save after the fire,'

'Oh, so you lie to them,'

'No. I just don't tell them...everything,'

'Yeah, that's called lying. I mean, hey, man, I get it, telling the truth is far worse,'

'So, what am I supposed to do, just cut everybody out of my life?'

'You got Hermione,' Sam looks at Dean.

'Yeah, because she's in danger,'

'Yeah, whatever,' Sam continues to read his e-mail.

'God...'

'What?' Hermione asks looking over Sam's shoulder.

'In this e-mail from this girl, Rebecca Warren, one of those friends of mine,'

'Is she hot?' Dean asks. Sam ignores him and Hermione gives him another dirty look.

'I went to school with her, and her brother, Zack. She says Zack's been charged with murder. He's been arrested for killing his girlfriend. Rebecca says he didn't do it, but it sounds like the cops have a pretty good case,'

'Dude, what kind of people are you hanging out with? First a witch and now this,'

'No, man, I know Zack. He's no killer,'

'Well, maybe you know Zack as well as he knows you,'

'They're in St. Louis. We're going,' Dean chuckles.

'Look, sorry about your buddy, okay? But this does not sound like our kind of problem,'

'It is our problem. They are our friends,'

'St. Louis is four hundred miles behind us, Sam,' They exchange a look. A minute later, they pull out of the gas station and start driving.

The trio arrives at Rebecca's house. She opens the door and sees Sam, Dean and Hermione.

'Oh my God, Sam, Hermione!' Rebecca cheered.

'Well, if it isn't little Becky,' Sam responded.

'You know what you can do with that little Becky crap,' She smiles and gives Sam and Hermione a hug.

'I got your e-mail,'

'I didn't think that you would come here,' Dean steps forwards pushing Hermione gently out of the way and extends his hand.

'Dean. Older brother,' He introduced. Rebecca shakes his hand.

'Hi,'

'Hi,'