You woke to banging on the door. You looked at the motel clock and it said 3am. "Whoever you are can it wait until the sun is out?" You yelled out and threw the pillow over your head. "Y/N it's me and Cas. Let us in." You shot out of bed and unlocked the door and opened it. "How in the world did you find me? I didnt even tell cas the name of the motel!" You ushered the men in and looked around to make sure no one saw. You turned around and saw that Sam was covered in mud. "What the hell happened?" You asked gesturing to him. "He slipped when he got out of the car. Then slipped again as he rushed to the motel door." Castiel sat down at the table. "We also used a tracking spell to find you." You furrowed your eyebrows. "But you need something of mine to find me." "Dean had your scarf you wore the winter you met him. It was locked in his drawer along with other memories. Now I need-" "Sam, no. Before you get anymore mud in this place I'll bill you for the rest of the stay. Go take a shower and you can tell me why you're here. At 3 in the damn morning." You pushed sam towards the bathroom and told him to strip and give you his wet muddy clothes. You told Castiel to go to your car and pull out the bag of clothes you had in there. Some time ago the brothers left clothes around and you sir shoved them in the trunk of your car. You had forgotten about that until now. Once you were able to be alone with your thought as you threw Sam's clothes into the motel washer, you couldn't help but think it was about dean and that turned a knot into your stomach.

Sam got out of the shower right as soon as you walked back into the room. He was still somewhat wet but at least he wasn't muddy. "Have you told her yet?" Sam asked throwing his towel around his neck. "I waited for you to tell her." "Tell me what? I already know it isn't good if you guys found me." Sam shifted around "Dean's missing." "Didnt we set on that he could have been on a solo hunt?" Sam looked around the room "yes but Judy called and she..." he couldn't finish. He looked back and forth between you and Castiel. "What?" You could feel that knot in your stomach get bigger and tighter. "They found the impala and it was trashed and windows broken and tires slashed. And a lot of blood and Dean's gun." You stopped breathing. "What?" You felt all the color from your face drain and you began to get dizzy. You sat down and just stared at Sam. "From what Jody told me, she thinks Dean was hunting something and got caught and some blood was shed." "We also think dean was coming to see you. Apparently he saw you. Jody said there was a paper that said 'I saw her. Shes still beautiful.'" You close your eyes. Damn Dean and his note. "Im assuming we need to go see Jody about this and get the impala back to the bunker?" Sam looked surprised "we? As in work together?" You nodded. "Yep, it's going to require us and maybe some more hunters to find Dean." You got dressed and ready for the road. Sam did the check out and you guys set out for Souix Falls.

❗DEANS POV❗
Dean woke up in the dark not remembering what had happened. All he remembered was driving to the restaurant to grab a bit to eat. He also remembered seeing you at the coffee shop talking to some dude. You laughed and smiled and touched the guys shoulder. Dean rubbed his face "you messed up big time. You had the whole world in front of you." Dean felt around for anything familiar but all his pockets were empty. He knew his memory would come back soon but being in the dark didnt help. He wasn't sure how much time has passed or if it was day or night. A small hole in the wall opened and food was tossed in. Dean grabbed it and felt it. Felt like a sandwich. He then smelled it and it smelled like a typical PB&J and it smelled fine too. Dean began to eat it. He almost choked when he heard something near him. "Who's there?" He said with his mouth full. There was some shuffling. "I said who the hell is there?" "Dean?" Said a familiar voice. A voice that he knew should have been dead years ago. "Oh shit!" Dean said dropping his food.

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