Sam stares at a page in his hand; Dean bustles around, cleaning up. 'How do you erase this? Huh? Sam, come on, I need your help.'
'I killed him, Dean. I broke in and killed him.'
'You could have had a good reason.' Rose reasons: 'We don't know what happened. But whoever this guy is, he's a hunter. Which means that other hunters will come looking for his killer, which means we've got to cover our tracks, ok?'
'His name was Steve Wandell. This is a letter from his daughter.'
Dean looks from Sam to the letter. Rose erases everything.
'Wipe your prints.' Dean commands.
They arrive at a motel. Dean gets out of the car and sees Sam walk inside.
'Are you ok?' Rose asks.
He takes her hand, pulls her closer and wraps his arms around her: 'Everything is fine.' He whispers. It sounds like he is trying to convince himself. She holds him: 'I think you need to check on him.'
'I know.'
After a while, she goes to see how they're doing. Dean lies unconscious on the floor. She speeds towards him. She turns when she hears a sound: 'Sam?' He comes closer. His eyes turn black, and he snaps her neck.
An insistent knocking begins during the blackout. Dean awakens to realize that he is on the motel room floor; He looks around and sees Rose lying on the floor. 'Hey.' He says, shaking her. She must wake up. The knocking starts again. Dean stands up and slightly opens the door, keeping the motel manager from looking inside.
'Hey. It's past your checkout.'
'What?' He asks, a bit groggy.
'It's past checkout, and I've got a couple here that needs your room.'
He sees an embarrassed businessman with a hooker: 'Yeah, I'll bet they do. What time is it?'
'Twelve-thirty.'
'That guy who was with me, have you seen him?'
The motel manager gets increasingly irritated: 'Yeah, he left before dawn in your car, and you should have gone with him because now I'm going to have to charge you extra.'
He glances behind him and turns to the motel manager: 'Give me five minutes.' Dean closes the door before the manager can give a reply. Rose gasps and sits up. She supports herself with her right hand and looks at Dean. He stares back: 'Wow, Are you ok?' She is ok.
'He snapped my neck.' She answers.
'Sam did that?' He moves towards her and helps her up. He holds onto her, he thought, but she is ok.
'It's not Sam anymore.' She holds onto his hand: 'He is possessed.'
He looks at her and nods, thinking: 'We need to get out of here.'
'Why?'
'It's past checkout.' He opens the door and sees the hotel manager still standing there: 'I need to use your computer.'
'Now, why would I let you use my computer?'
Dean talks on the phone in front of a desktop computer. Rose is outside, looking through a window. She taps her fingers against the wall.
He comes outside: 'He is in Duluth, Minnesota.'
Rose arrives at a building; Dean is on his way.
'What the hell is going on? What are you doing?' That's Jo's voice.
'So, what exactly did your mom tell you about how your dad died?'
'I don't know, Sam. Let me go!'
'Come on. It's me. You can tell me anything, you know that. Answer. The question.'
The door opens, and Rose stands at the entrance. In a sitting position against a wide wooden post, Jo turns her head towards Rose: 'Only it isn't you, is it? You're not Sam.'
'Jo, tell us what you know.' He demands.
'You don't have to say anything.' Rose tells Jo.
Sam grins: 'Then maybe I should tell her what happened.'
Rose moves closer: 'I already know what happened, and so does she.'
'That's where you're wrong.' He says: 'You see, Bill ... was all clawed up. He was holding his insides in his hands. He was gurgling and ... praying to see Jo and Ellen again. So, my dad ... killed him. Put him out of his misery like a sick dog.'
Rose doesn't react: 'You're lying!' Jo shouts.
'I'm not. It's true.'
Rose starts to move: 'Don't move.' Sam holds his knife against Jo's throat: 'Or she won't survive.'
Dean arrives outside and gets out of his car. Rose hears him: 'I'm standing still. You don't have to hurt Jo.' Dean looks from Rose, who seems determined, to Jo's scared expression.
'I begged you to stop me, Dean.' The demon says.
'Put the knife down, dammit.'
'I told you I can't fight it! My head feels like it's on fire, all right?! Dean. Kill me, or I'm going to kill her. Please. You'd be doing me a favour! Shoot me.' Turning to face Dean, arms spread. 'Shoot me!'
Dean holds his gun steady, and then. Starts to lower his weapon.
Rose looks at Jo. Sam focuses on Dean: 'What the hell's wrong with you, Dean? Are you so scared of being alone that you'd rather let Jo die?'
Dean turns suddenly, flinging water from a flask at Sam; the water hisses and steams as it strikes him.
Rose speeds towards Jo and stops in between her and Sam.
'That's holy water, you demonic son of a bitch!'
Sam raises his head; his eyes are the solid black of a demon's. Dean flings more holy water at him; Sam growls, turns and runs, bursting through a window and fleeing.
'Follow him.' Rose tells Dean: 'I got her.' She frees Jo, and Dean runs off.
'He was possessed?!' Jo screams.
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Rose Miller: Looking for truth
FanfictionRose is a vampire. Her best friend is Damon Salvatore. She helps John Winchester, who is a hunter, trying to find yellow eyes. All rights belong the original writers, except for Rose Miller and her storyline. This story can also be found on AO3 und...