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“What are you?” I held my hands above my head as the barrel of a gun was pushed into my lower back.
“Whoa there gorgeous. Put the gun down,” I watched Dean carefully as he recoiled slightly as the woman behind me cocked the gun.
“What are you?” I asked the woman making her laugh humourlessly.
“Sorry, Honey. I asked first and I’m the one that’ll blow you to hell if you don’t start talking,” I flinched when I felt the barrel push further into my back.
“My name is Sam. I’m human,” I exclaimed.
“Wait… As in Winchester? Sam Winchester?” I hesitated for a moment with the woman’s confused tone before nodding.
“Oh thank the fucking gods or whatever the hell there is. Both of you follow me,” the barrel was pulled away from my back and I turned around to see a brunette holding a shotgun as she put its safety back on.
“You just tried to kill us. No way in hell we’re following you,” Dean accused throwing a finger towards the woman.
“You two are just as bad as your daddy, did you know that?” the woman then turned around and began walking out of the shop.
“Whoa hey wait up,” I called out jogging after the woman.
“How did you know our dad?”
“Did? Oh honey, wrong tense. That fucker doesn’t shut up about you and Dean. John is non-stop talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk,” the woman complained holding the sides of her head.
“Wait, you know where our dad is?” Dean asked the two of us shocked. Since the Devil’s gate had opened neither of us had been able to find anything about where our father was.
“What? No. The dude is very dead but an annoying as fuck spirit,” the woman continued to complain before the three of us exited out onto the dark back road that ran alongside the abandoned shop.
“So our dad is dead but now a spirit? What is he vengeful or something?” Dean joked and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
“Yeah, you guys do your thing I do mine,” the woman snapped annoyed.
“You guys hunt all of the supernatural beings out there, even the good ones. The ones that mean humans no harm but I help the good to pass on or to help them control their animalistic side if they don’t know how to. I stop them from being the evil SOB’s that you kill,” the woman walked over to an old, beat up mustang throwing open the trunk and toss her weapons in.
“By the way, I’m Daem and if you’ll be so kind, I have a fucking annoying spirit that won’t leave me the hell alone and I’d be fucking grateful if you’d talk to him,” Daem snapped throwing the boot of her car shut and glaring at the two of us.
“Sammy? What are you doing?” I turned back around to face my brother and shrugged.
“She knows where dad is man,”
“And you’re just gonna trust her? Sam we don’t know who she is, we don’t even know if she’s human,” as I was about to snap Dean, Daem spoke up and we both turned to face her.
“Bobby knows me. So does Ellen and your father before he died. Ask them,” Daem pointed out leaning on the open driver’s side door. “But I am going back home now and you can either come with me or follow me, your choice, or you can stay here, talk with Bobby, Ellen or whatever you decide to do but there is no guarantee that you will ever see me again,”
“I’m going with her, Dean. And you can’t stop me,” I stated mournfully before heading to the passenger side of the car and getting in with Daem. Dean just shook his head and turned back to the impala as Daem started the car. I watched in the mirrors as the impala along with Dean until I could only see the dark road behind us.
“We’re are only an hour away so I’ll race you to see your dad and get you back to your brother before he does something stupid… again,” I glanced over at Daem before back to the road.
“I’m going to call Bobby,” Daem nodded her head and turned the rock music down as I pulled my phone out and pressing the call button when I reached Bobby’s contact.
“Sam. Your brother just called saying you hopped in a car with a fucking demon. What are you doing?!”
“Whoa, no. Bobby I got into a car with a woman called Daem. She says you know her,”
“Daem? She’s still alive? She’s not going to cause you any pain in fact quite the opposite. If you help her she’ll do whatever she can to help you but Sam. Bring her back here when you can. I haven’t seen her in a long time,” Bobby ordered before hanging up.