Maddison Winchester: Journal 1 {Supernatural}

11 Scarecrow: Part 1

April 10th - April 13th, 2006

Tears came to my eyes. "Daddy?"

Sam jolted awake and stared at me.

Dad chuckled slightly. "Hi, baby. Can you put your brother on the phone?"

I handed the phone to Sam and then sat on Dean's bed.

Sam answered quickly, "Dad?" (...) "Are you hurt?" (...) "We've been looking for you everywhere. We didn't know where you were... if you were okay." (...) "We're fine. Dad, where are you?"

Dean sat up quickly in his bed.

Sam was starting to get angry. "What? Why not?"

"Is that Dad?" Dean asked.

I nodded at him and then turned my attention back to Sam.

Sam shook his head. "You're after it, aren't you? The thing that killed Mom." (...) "A demon? You know for sure?"

"A demon? What's he saying?" Dean swung his legs over his bed.

Sam continued, "You know where it is?" (...) "Let us help." (...) "Why not?"

Dean reached his hand out. "Give me the phone."

"Names? What names, Dad... talk to me, tell me what's going on." (...) "No, all right? No way," Sam growled.

"Give me the phone," Dean said again, still holding his hand out.

I could hear Dad raising his voice but couldn't make out what he was saying.

Dean grabbed the phone from Sam. "Dad, it's me. Where are you?" (...) "Yes, sir." (...) "Uh, yeah, I got a pen." He grabbed a pen and paper. "What are their names?"

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Everything after the phone call was a blur. Dean took down the names Dad listed, then we packed up and hit the road. Sam drove while Dean went through the names and did some research on them.

"All right, so, the names Dad gave us, they're all couples?" Sam asked.

Dean nodded. "Three different couples. All went missing."

"And they're all from different towns? Different states?" Sam asked.

"That's right. You got Washington, New York, Colorado. Each couple took a road trip cross-country. None of them arrived at their destination, and none of them were ever heard from again," Dean explained.

"Well, it's a big country, Dean. They could've disappeared anywhere." Sam scoffed.

Dean shrugged. "Yeah, could've. But each one's route took 'em to the same part of Indiana. Always on the second week of April. One year after another after another."

"This is the second week of April," Sam said.

"Yup." Dean nodded.

"So, Dad is sending us to Indiana to go hunting for something before another couple vanishes?" Sam asked.

Dean pointed to Sam. "Yahtzee... can you imagine putting together a pattern like this? All the different obits Dad had to go through? The man's a master."

Sam pulled over to the side of the road.

Dean looked up from his research. "What are you doing?"

Sam sighed. "We're not going to Indiana."

"We're not?" Dean asked, confused.

Sam shook his head. "No. We're going to California. Dad called from a payphone... Sacramento area code."