Chapter 3

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I am laying down in the back seat when the car comes to a stop, I sit up looking around noticing we were at a gas station "gotta pee" I say running out of the car, I can see someone going into the bathroom so I sneakily speed after her. I pin the woman up against the wall and cover her mouth before she can scream "shh, I need you to be real quiet right now. I am starving" I compel her, she nods, tears running down her cheeks. I bare my fangs and sink them into her neck drinking as much blood as I could to get me going for another day, I lick her neck softly so I don't waste any blood before healing her "nothing happened here, you feel weak because your sugar levels have dropped, have something sweet alright?" I compel, she dries her eyes and I let go of her. I walk out of the bathroom making sure my mouth and clothes are clean, I get back in the car and Dean hands me a packet of cheesy balls and a can of Fanta

"Give me the chips, keep that Fanta," I say scrunching my nose "still hate Fanta?" Dean asks "she will refuse to drink it as if it was the last drink on earth" Sam replies, I reach over taking the box of tapes from Sam's lap "excuse me," Sam says annoyed "you're excused," I say going through it "ah ha, there you are," I say pulling out a Metallica tape "so so beautiful," I say before kissing it "for luck," I say handing it back "I still don't understand how you go from listening to black-eyed peas to this," Sam says, I shrug "I'm a chameleon, Sammy, I can adapt to whatever environment I get thrown into," I say happily, Dean hands me his Coca-Cola. I frown "that's yours," I say "yeah but I don't mind the Fanta so you can have it," Dean says, I smile and take it from him "thank you," I say, Dean drives off while Sam calls the hospitals in Jericho to make sure nobody with John's description isn't admitted to the hospitals or in the morgue 

The boys are talking among themselves but I'm just focusing entirely on the music playing, Dean switched the tape from Metallica to AC/DC and I have been the backseat princess for long enough to learn all the songs that he has in these tapes. It's safe to say that I know these boys like the back of my hand "Look" I say coming forward and pointing at the bridge in front of us where two police cars are parked, Sam pushes me back onto my seat with this entire hand on my face "Next time I'll bite" I say and do the biting motion making Sam roll his eyes "You're twenty-three" Sam points out "And I still look better than you Samuel" I complain 

Dean parks the car "I'm not exactly dressed well enough for a fake FBI agent so why don't you boys go ahead and I'll guard the car?" I ask "Don't be stupid" Dean says, he grabs a box of fake IDs and hands me one with my face on it "Delilah Mayson?" I say and scrunch my nose "I'm a biblical whore" I complain "I know" Dean replies with a smug smile, we get out of the car "Why are you wearing high heel boots to a damn hunt anyways?" Sam whispers "What I can't look good while I kick some ghost ass?" I ask "Your dumbass sure looks good in those" Dean adds, I smile and gloat to Sam to prove a point but he just rolls his eyes at the both of us 

"You fellas had another one like this just last month, didn't you?" Dean asks the Deputies ahead, and they turn to look at us "And who are you?" One of the Deputies asks, and we flash them our badges "Federal Marshals" Dean replies "A little young for Marshals, aren't you?" The Deputy asks "That's very nice of you to say, Deputy?" I begin "Jaffe and Hein" Deputy Jaffe replies, I nod "You did have another one just like this, correct?" Dean asks again, Deputy Jaffe nods "So, this victim, you knew him?" Sam asks and Deputy Jaffe nods once again "Town like this, everybody knows everybody" he replies, I walk over to the car examining it while the boys speak to the Deputy

I can't smell any sulphur which I have become extra sensitive to since I turned, heightened senses and all, but there's nothing very obvious so I am guessing it's some sort of ghost. I hear a soft silent grunt, I look up seeing Sam stepping on his foot, they motion towards the impala and I follow behind watching Dean smack Sam on the back of the head causing me to laugh a little too hard and having to hold my mouth to stop "What was that for?" Sam asks offended "Why'd you have to step on my foot?" Dean asks "why do you have to talk to the police like that?" Sam asks, I forgot how much these two fight. I am the first one to get in the car leaving them to their arguments

"When you ladies are done bickering over there, I have an idea," I say sticking my head out of the car, they look over, Sam's gone rosy the way he does when he gets frustrated but they join me in the car anyways "I think we should go talk to the girl," I say "What girl?" Dean asks, I frown "Deputy douche was talking about a girl when we got there, Amy. I'm guessing she's the girlfriend, I bet she's the last person to have contact with Troy" I say with a shrug "I forgot how good your hearing is" Dean says "Yeah they're great until she's listening to a professor talk about law for an hour straight" Sam jokes "Yeah no, my brain goes numb after the first 10 minutes" I admit 

Dean drives us further into town and I see a young girl putting up missing persons poster, I pop my head out of the window and I can read 'Missing Troy Squire' "There, come on. Sammy stay" I say, Dean parks and the both of us get out of the car to approach the girl, I link arms with Dean "You must be Amy" Dean says, the girl turns to look at us "Yeah" she replies, her eyes are super glossy, her heart beat insanely high "Yeah, Troy told us about you. We're his uncle and aunt. I'm Dean, this is Reggie" Dean introduces us using our real names "He never mentioned you to me" Amy replies "Well that's Troy" I add "We're not around much, we're up in Modesto." Dean says 

"We're trying to find him too," I say allowing some tears to form in my eyes, another young woman comes over approaching Amy "Hey are you okay?" The girl asks Amy "Yeah" Amy replies "Do you mind if we ask you some questions?" I ask "Maybe we can get some lunch? On us" I offer "Okay" Amy replies, we sit at a diner, and the girl who has now introduced herself as Rachel sits in front of Dean and me with Amy. 

"Did you speak to him before he disappeared?" I ask "I was on the phone with Troy. He was driving home. He said he would call me right back, and...he never did." Amy replies, and Sam walks in "There you are, is this her?" Sam asks, I tilt my head "Amy this is my little brother, Sammy" Dean introduces Sam who squeezes into the booth next to us "Amy was just telling us that they were on the phone but Troy hung up, promised to call back and didn't" I say to Sam "He didn't say anything strange, or out of the ordinary?" Sam asks, Amy shakes her head "No nothing I can remember" she replies "I like your necklace" Sam points out, we look at the pentagram necklace she is wearing and Amy grabs ahold of it 

"Troy gave it to me. Mostly to scare my parents, with all that devil stuff" Amy laughs, and Sam joins in with her "Actually, it means just the opposite. A pentagram is a protection against evil. Really powerful. I mean, if you believe in that kind of thing." Sam explains "Okay. Thank you, Unsolved Mysteries." Dean says, I lean forward "listen, here ladies. We don't think that nephew's disappearance was a simple coincidence, something is very wrong over here so if you heard anything weird" I say

The girls share a look "What is it?" Dean asks "Well, it's just... I mean, with all these guys going missing, people talk." Rachel speaks up "What do they talk about" Dean and Sam ask in sync "It's kind of this local legend. This one girl? She got murdered out on Centennial, like decades ago. Well, supposedly she's still out there. She hitchhikes, and whoever picks her up? Well, they disappear forever" The girl explains, I knew it was a ghost "Thank you for your time ladies," I say and start pushing the guys over so I can get out, we get out "You two go to the library, I'm going to get us a hotel for the night" I say 

They both agree


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