Begin again. (A spn fanfic)

Chapter Two

Madisons POV

"How did you know where I was anyway?" I asked, turning down the music.

"That was all Cass, he's been looking out for you since you left." Dean replied, turning his head to me.

I punched him in the arm and warned, "Eyes on the road cowboy, I've already had one near death experience today. I don't need another one."

"Oh come on, you've had worse."

"And don't you know it." I laughed.

Deans phone suddenly began to ring and I slapped his hand as he reached for it.

"Road!" I scolded and answered the phone.

"What name are you using?" I mouthed to Dean.

"Agent Rosen." He whispered.

"Rosen's phone." I greeted into the phone.

"Who the bloddy hell is this?" A man's voice asked.

"Madison Hanks, Rosens partner. May I ask who's calling?" I replied, this conversation was going south.

There was a long pause and then a click, whoever had just called had hung up.

"Well?" Dean asked as I closed the phone.

"I don't know. He hung up, I don't think he likes me." I said and checked the ID.

Dean looked to me and I shrugged my shoulders. Somebody hates me. Let's add angry phone guy to the list of everybody I have managed to piss off in the last 19 years. We pulled into the hotel parking lot and Dean unbuckled his seat belt. I sighed and stared at the door that was supposed to be ours.

"Does he know I'm coming? Because last time I checked, Sam practically opened the door for me to leave." I said and opened the car door.

"Yeah he knows. He feels sorry, really Madi, we've missed you." Dean said and climbed out of the car.

"Your getting soft old man." I chuckled and held out my hand for the hotel keys.

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Harisons POV

I was in my room on my laptop, searching over the schools website. Techinically, I was supposed to be unpacking the 50 million boxes in my room but I had to know what was going on with the Winchester girl. Her picture wasn't anywhere, no bio, no schedule, she wasn't on any social networking. It was like she had deleted herself from earth. Something strange had happened on the bus and she seemed pretty annoyed with somebody named "Dean."

The name sounded familiar to me so I next typed in "DEAN WINCHESTER." I figured that he was some how related to her, hence the last name.

I knew I knew that name.

Dean Winchesters faced popped up all over the screen, mostly mugg shots and security cam clippings. Another mans face showed up too. According to the black mugg pallet he was holding, his name was Sam Winchester. But there was nothing on a Madison Winchester. She was nowhere. Great.

"Are you unpacking!" My mothers high voice called from downstairs.

"Yeah!" I shouted pack , but continued to scroll. More mugshots, more camera clippings. Finally, I came to a website on a news story dating back to 1983.

A house fire had taken place in Lawrence, Kansas. November 2, 1982. Only one fatality: Mary Winchester. The house had currently been housing the Winchester family containing John Winchester, Mary Winchester, and their two children, Dean and Sam Winchester. John Winchester later died July 19, 2006 due to a car crash.

"So this is what we call unpacking hmm?" My older sister had barged into my room.

"Gah!" I shrieked and quickly closed my search engines. My sister perfectly filed nails slammed on my computer desk just as I closed the last one.

"Mom said it's time for dinner." Cynthia said and glanced from me to the screen and back to me.

"Hurry up idiot." she whispered and slipped out of my room.

x A/N x

Sorry for the short update. I wanted to keep y'all on a cliffhanger for next time.

Who called Dean and why did he hang up on Madi?

I know it's a little boring now but you'll see! Like and commet below!!! THANKS FOR READING

Dead mans blood and stakes,

Brook