Hunters?

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Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

We sat in the car parked across the street from Amy who seemed to be tacking up posters of Troy. I nodded "that's her, just try not to be insensitive..her and Troy have been together for as long as I can remember even if Troy is a bit..he's a bit of a player" Sam looked back at me from over his shoulder "really?" I nodded "I'll stay here if you both want" Dean looked back at me before turning off the car "look I get that you want to help but you don't need to, this isn't work for someone like you and we got you into town like we promised" he didn't mean to sound like a jackass but at the same time that's how he came off, I could tell by the twitch in his forehead that he was slightly stressed and I didn't think I'd want to argue with someone like that "are you two even real cops?" 

They both sighed and I spoke up before they could "okay I get it..I just want to help, the fact that I knew both victims so far has to say something and I can talk to Amy if you want?" I rubbed my hands together, something I only did when I was nervous and desperately wanted help. Sam seemed to notice and he looked at his brother "alright fine you can..help,but you aren't talking to Amy, just stay here and we'll talk when we come back" Dean got out and Sam followed suit before walking over to his brother "I think she needs help.." "It's not like you're gonna stick around to help her and we have to focus on finding dad as well" Sam bit his lip and nodded "I know but maybe we should at least get her out of town, it was clear she was running from something..or someone" 

Dean looked at his car and sighed "alright I'll think about it, if the situation is as worse as it seems..we'll do something" Sam gave him a small smile and started towards Amy. Dean shook his head and caught up with his younger brother "you must be Amy?" 
I was slightly tired from all the running I did this morning and so I laid down, my head was pounding and my bones ached. I sat back up to stretch when I noticed the boys walking with Amy and a girl who seemed to be Rachel, I rolled my eyes and hopped into the front. I skimmed through Dean's tapes "Metallica..nice" I slipped in 'enter sandman'. 

A little while later and a knocking on the window woke me up from my calm state. I looked up to see Dean smiling at me from outside of the window, I rolled my eyes at him before opening the door and getting out "I see you've had a good time, here" he handed me a cup of what seemed to be coffee. I looked at it and smiled gratefully "thanks" Sam was walking back to the car as well with a bag of donuts "where to now?" I looked at them hopefully "the library" Sam spoke up as he handed me the bag "eat up we have some research to do" I squinted my eyes and got in the backseat. 

Dean got in and looked at his radio "you touched my radio?" He looked back at me and I shrugged "I like your taste in music" he turned back around and mumbled "fair" Sam shook his head at our interaction "so what are you two really doing? I'm sure you two aren't really 'federal marshall's' like I heard you tell the deputies and research at the library for what?" The two looked at each other before looking back at me "okay..since you're helping us and the victims seem to only be men so you won't get hurt..me and dean are hunters" Dean stopped the car and looked at Sam "Sammy what the hell are you doing?!" his whisper sounded like a yell. I squinted at him "like you guys kill animals and stuff?" I knew what they really did, I tried to hide my surprise at hearing the word hunters come out of his mouth. Dean sighed and looked at his brother before talking for him "no we kill monsters, ghosts, vampires, demons. You name it".

I put on a shocked look before getting rid of it "so are you saying a monster is doing this?" Sam and Dean looked at each other "you aren't freaked out?" Dean's eyes were slightly widened as he watched me with his emerald eyes. "Why would I be? I believe in all sorts of things, I mean it makes sense, I'm sure it was Constance, if she's the ghost it would make sense" He started the car and continued driving towards the library "you know about the girl that got murdered on that highway?" "murdered? She didn't get murdered, she jumped" Their eyes widened and we all got out of the car. 

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