My Guiding Light

Chapter 2

Season: 4

Episode(s): Lazarus Rising

Setting(s): Mia's House - Madison, Wisconsin. / Pontiac, Illinois.

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"Get your asses out of my house." I say quietly once I hear the bedroom door click shut.

"Wait, Mia-" Sam begins as he stands up.

"Sam, I'm coming with you but you need to shut your mouth. Katie doesn't know about this and I'd like to keep it that way." I whisper as I walk away towards the garage door. I could tell that I was being followed by my brothers despite me telling them to go back to baby.

"Mia, Baby is more than capable of hauling your ass around the country." Dean comments to which he almost gets a punch to the face. "With you and Sammy too? I don't think so. Besides, I wanna drive my girl. I know you'd just kick me to the back seat."

"I bet you wanna ride your girl." Dean mutters and I snap. "Do you want my help or not? Cause I'm more than happy to drag your ass back to hell if you don't quit it with the comments." I say, hand wrapped tightly on his jacket collar. Before I can shove Dean and release some built up tension, Sam is grabbing my waist and pulling me back. Despite the fact that I'm angry -no, livid- with both of them, I can't live without Sam. There's a duality between the two of us that is irrefutable and always has been. Which probably explains Dean's questionable glance when I revealed Sam told me to leave when I did.

"Mia, please..." he mutters into my ear and I sigh. "Just... I'll follow you. I guess you're going back to Pontiac so I'll meet you there." Is all I reply as I pull away, stepping into my black 1965 Ford Mustang. Yeah, it looked like Baby, but it wasn't. Anybody who even thought it was, they got an ear full of it when I found out.

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Pontiac was further away than I remember it being. I could have sworn that it was only a couple of hours away but the sun has now both risen and set again -or at least it feels like it with all my fatigue- and Dean is pulling into a motel. "What are you doing? We can keep going." I say as I get out of my car now parked adjacent to Dean's. "Yeah, well you can't. You're tired as hell I can see it. We're here anyway. I called Bobby. He's gonna meet us here." Dean replies, ruffling my hair as he walks past to go check in, leaving me alone with my twin.

"So..." I say to break the awkward silence between us. Sam doesn't reply, but he does look up from his position leaning against Baby. "Four months and you don't bother to swing by? I know we left on rocky terms but dammit he's our brother. I could have helped."

"How could you help, Mia? You didn't even want to answer my phone calls when Dean was alive." Sam says with an exasperated sigh and a shake of his head. "And I left you a voice message. The day he died, heck I called you before his deal was up!" He raises his voice. It was my turn to sigh.

"Sam, I changed my number two years ago. Demons were using it to track me. I had to get rid of it." I mutter quietly, trying not to get Dean's attention. "I would have called to give you my number but I figured you still didn't want anything to do with me." I finish. Sam goes to open his mouth and reply when dean comes back. "They only had one room." Dean states as he chucks Sam the keys then glances between his two younger siblings. "Am I interrupting some sort of twin bonding session?"

"Not at all." I say quickly before Sam can reply. "You guys go in, I'll sleep in my car." I say as I get my bag of clothes from the boot. "It's not like I haven't before." I mutter.

"Mia, they're big beds. You can share." Sam says, trying to get me back on his side.

I sigh and look back at him, throwing him my bag. "Fine. But I'm using the bathroom first." I say with a smug smile that would leave Dean in the dust.