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𝖻𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 1𝗑11 - 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘄

▬▬▬ SAM AND JOHN are talking on the phone.

"Sam, is that you?"

Sam sits up in bed, so many thoughts rush into Sam's mind and relieved knowing that his Dad is okay.

"Dad? Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine."

"We've been looking for you everywhere. We didn't know where you were, if you were okay." Sam huffs.

"Sammy, I'm all right. What about you and Dean?"

Dean and Elena start to wake up.

"We're fine. Dad, where are you?"

Dean now sits up in his bed.

"Sorry, kiddo, I can't tell you that."

"What? Why not?"

"Is that Dad?" Dean questioned.

"Look, I know this is hard for you to understand. You're just gonna have to trust me on this."

"You're after it, aren't you? The thing that killed Mom."

"Yeah. It's a demon, Sam."

"A demon? You know for sure?"

"A demon? What's he saying?" Dean asks.

"I do. Listen, Sammy, I, uh, I also know what happened to your girlfriend. I'm so sorry. I would've done anything to protect you from that."

"You know where it is?"

"Yeah, I think I'm finally closing in on it."

"Let us help." Sam says.

"You can't. You can't be any part of it."

"Why not?"

"Give me the phone." Dean demands.

"Listen, Sammy, that's why I'm calling. You and your brother, you gotta stop looking for me. Alright, now, I need you to write down these names."

"Names? What names? Dad, talk to me, tell me what's going on?"

"Look, we don't have time for this. This is bigger than you think, they're everywhere. Even us talking right now, it's not safe."

"No. Alright? No way."

"Give me the phone." Dean says again.

Elena looks at the brothers, confused.

"I have given you an order. Now, you stop following me, and you do your job. You understand me? Now, take down these names."

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

✫☆✫

On the road, Elena and the brothers are in the car.

"Okay, so, demons are real?" Elena questions. Her mind couldn't process that demons are real.

"Yeah, they always been real." Sam says.

There was a pause.

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

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

"And they're all from different towns? Different states?" Elena asks.

"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."

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

"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." Dean said.

"This is the second week of April."

"Yep."

"So, your Dad is sending us to Indiana to go hunting for something before another couple vanishes?" Elena questioned.

"Yahtzee. Can you imagine putting together a pattern like this? All the different obits our Dad had to go through? The man's a master." The older Winchester said. Sam looks annoyed, pulls over to the side of the road and turns off the car.

"What are you doing?" Dean asked Sam.

"We're not going to Indiana."

"We're not?"

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

"Sam."

"Dean, if this demon killed Mom and Jess, and Dad's closing in, we've gotta be there. We've gotta help." Sam told him.

"Dad doesn't want our help."

"I don't care." Sam mutters.

"He's given us an order." Dean said.

"I don't care. We don't always have to do what he says."

"Sam, Dad is asking us to work jobs, to save lives, it's important."

"Alright, I understand, believe me, I understand. But I'm talking one week here, man, to get answers. To get revenge." Sam says.

"Alright, look, I know how you feel."

"Do you?"

Dean seems shocked at Sam's tone.

"How old were you when Mom died? Four? Jess died six months ago. How the hell would you know how I feel?" Sam asks.

"Dad said it wasn't safe. For any of us. I mean, he obviously knows something that we don't, so if he says to stay away, we stay away." Dean says.

"I don't understand the blind faith you have in the man. I mean, it's like you don't even question him."

Dean then yells, "Yeah, it's called being a good son!"

Sam is then angry and gets out of the car. Dean also gets out and watches Sam unloading things from the trunk.

"You're a selfish bastard, you know that? You just do whatever you want. Don't care what anybody thinks." Dean harshly said.

"That's what you really think?"

"Yes, it is." Dean says.

Well, then this selfish bastard is going to California." Sam puts on his backpack and starts walking away.

"Come on, you're not serious."

"I am serious." Sam says.

Elena watch the brothers yelling at each other, she wanted to stop Sam from walking away but she also wanted to let him be as well.

"It's the middle of the night! Hey, I'm taking off, I will leave your ass, you hear me?"

Sam stops walking and turns around, "That's what I want you to do." The brothers stare at each other for a few seconds, waiting.

"Goodbye, Sam." Dean says, he closes the trunk, gets in the car, and drives away. Sam watches him leave, then starts walking away.

✫☆✫

Dean and Elena arrived at Burkittsville, Indiana. Dean pulls over to the side of the road and pulls out his cell phone. He selects the name "Sam Mobile" and thinks about calling Sam. He changes his mind and closes his cell phone, then shuts off the car and they get out.

"You know you can just call him and apologize."

Elena felt weird not having Sam around, it felt like he was going to get into danger somehow. They always get in danger one way or another.

"Well, it doesn't work that way." Dean walks away, Elena sighs and follows.

✫☆✫

At a café called Scotty's, the owner Scotty is sitting in a chair on the porch. Dean and Elena walk up to him.

Dean is gesturing a sign, "Let me guess." he points to Scotty. "Scotty." Scotty looks at the sign.

"Yep."

"Hi, my name's John Bonham and this is Kristy Reeves." Dean says.

"Isn't that the drummer for Led Zeppelin?" Elena closes her eyes hoping Scotty doesn't get further into the lie.

Dean was taken aback, "Wow. Good. Classic rock fan."

"What can I do for you, John?"

Dean takes two pieces of paper out of his pocket. They are Missing Person flyers for Holly and Vince Parker.

"I was wondering if, uh, you'd seen these people by chance."

Scotty looks at the flyers, he squinted his eyes, "Nope. Who are they?"

"Friends of mine. They went missing about a year ago. They passed through somewhere around here, and I've already asked around Scottsburg and Salem,"

"Sorry." He hands the flyers back to Dean, "We don't get many strangers around here."

Dean nods, "Scotty, you've got a smile that lights up a room, anybody ever tell you that?" Scotty stares at him strangely and looks at Elena, she shrugs, Dean chuckles, "Never mind. See you around." He walks away.

✫☆✫

On a highway, Sam is standing on the side of the road. He turns around and sees a young girl with short blonde hair sitting with her back to him. She is listening to music.

"Hey." She can't hear him. He walks over to her and puts his hand on her shoulder. She jumps and takes off her headphones.

"You scared the hell outta me." The girl says.

"I'm sorry. I just thought you might need some help." Sam says.

"No, I'm good, thanks."

"Uh, so where you headed?"

"No offense, but no way I'm telling you."

"Why not?"

"You could be some kind of freak. I mean, you are hitchhiking."

"Well, so are you."

The girl laughs. A van honks its horn and pulls over, "Need a ride?" The man in the van asked.

Both Sam and the girl replied, "Yeah."

"Just her. I ain't taking you." Sam looked offended.

The girl gathered her things and gets in the van. Then she looks at Sam.

"You trust shady van guy and not me?"

"Definitely." They drive away.

✫☆✫

Dean and Elena had went to a general store to investigate on the missing couples, two woman helped them and gave them directions on where to go.

The two are in the car, Dean is driving by the orchard when Elena and Dean hear a noise coming from the backseat.

"What the hell is that?"

"I think it's the EMF, check it." Elena reaches into Dean's bag. She pulls out the EMF meter, which is beeping frantically.

Elena looks at Dean with a confused face.

✫☆✫

Passing by an orchard, Dean and Elena are walking around and sees the scarecrow on its post. They walks over to it and looks at it for a second.

"Dude, you're fugly."

"Agree."

The scarecrow doesn't move. Dean notices a sickle in the scarecrow's hand and a design on its arm, he takes a ladder from a nearby tree and climbs to the top so that he is eye level with the scarecrow. He moves its clothing and recognizes the design from Vince's tattoo. He pulls out Vince's flyer and compares the designs, which are exactly the same. He looks at the scarecrow again, "Nice tat."

Elena rolls her eyes.

✫☆✫

At a Burkittsville gas station. Dean pulls up in the car, he and Elena get out. A woman is standing by the gas pumps.

"You're back." The woman said, Dean and Elena were asking her questions earlier.

"We never left."

"Still looking for your friends?"

Dean nods.

Dean notices the woman's nameplate necklace, "You mind filling her up there, Emily?" She grabs a pump and starts filling up Dean's tank.

"So, you grew up here?"

"I came here when I was thirteen. I lost my parents. Car accident. My aunt and uncle took me in."

Elena's face frowned knowing that she lost her parents similarly to Emily's.

"They're nice people." Dean said.

"Everybody's nice here."

"So, what, it's the, uh, perfect little town?"

""Well, you know, it's the boonies. But I love it. I mean, the towns around us, people are losing their homes, their farms. But here, it's almost like we're blessed."

Dean nods at Emily as she speaks.

"Hey, you been out to the orchard? You seen that scarecrow?"

"Yeah, it creeps me out."

Dean laughs, "Whose is it?" He asks.

"I don't know. It's just always been there."

Dean nods towards a red van parked by the garage, "That your aunt and uncle's?"

"Customer. Had some car troubles."

"It's not a couple, is it? A guy and a girl?" Elena asks.

Emily nods, "Mhm."

Both Dean and Elena looked at each other with concerned faces.

✫☆✫

At a Bus Station. Sam is talking to a clerk, "Sorry, the Sacramento bus doesn't run again till tomorrow." The clerks checks the schedule, "Uh, 5:05 pm."

"Tomorrow? There's got to be another way."

"Well, there is. Buy a car."

Sam is annoyed, he leaves the ticket window and takes out his PalmPilot and selects Dean's phone number.

The girl from earlier spots Sam, "Hey." Sam looks at her, confused, and turns off his PalmPilot without calling Dean.

"Hey."

"You again."

"What happened to your ride?"

"You were right. That guy was shady. He was all hands." Sam raises his eyebrows.

"I cut him loose." The woman said. Sam looks around, disappointed, "What's the matter?"

"Just trying to get to California."

"No way, Me too!" She stands up and walks toward Sam, "You know, the next bus isn't until tomorrow."

"Yeah. Yeah, that's the problem."

"Why? What's in Cali that's so important?" The woman says.

"Just something I've been looking for. For a long time."

"Well, then I'm sure it can wait one more day, right?"

Sam laughs. The woman extends her hand and Sam shakes it, "I'm Meg."

"Sam."

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