#19 Soon.

It was a meek little town, full of bliss. People went about their daily routine, school runs and food buying at the local store. It was the sort of place where everyone knew each other and never failed to be polite to strangers. Yes, Salvation was a beautiful little place.

Dean found it almost sad that such evil should fall upon a nice place like this. He was sure Sam felt the same; the same sadness. Of all people he should, know of the grief and pain that the demon left behind it; so should John.

"This Demon is going to attack someone in this town, sometime in the next few days." Sam sighed deeply," Maybe Dad will know how the hell we find out just who's going to be attacked."

"You're the collage boy, Sammy, you figure it out." Dean replied, taking a sip of Starbucks coffee.

Their father was following them in his black four by four; he pulled in beside the impala in the motel parking lot.

"We could check hospital records." Sam said.

"Or we could use that physic thing you have going, might save us some time."

"You know it doesn't work like that. Why so sarcastic?"

"I'm not! It was a suggestion and a damn good one!"

Sneering, Sam climbed out of the car, closely followed by Dean. Their father was already checking them into a room, while they stuffed duffle bags full of weapons and the other essentials.

The next few hours where spent going over theories. Sam decided to go out to the hospital to check records. Dean had his head buried in Sam's laptop, reading his e-mails.

Important

To: Sarah.S@shannancourt.com 

Really been trying to find as much information as possible but the trail has run cold. I'm never one to give up, and I'm not, but maybe this is just a lost cause. You might just have to make Dean take his pills and hope they are enough.

I'm sorry Sam

Xoxox Sarah

RE: Important

To: Samwinchester@hotmail.com

You're right, but this is my brother, my only brother and I'm not going to let him go. Not like that. I mean he wouldn't let me go. But at the moment we're hunting something else and it's kind of a family thing, it's the Demon that killed Jessica and my mom. So, I guess all I can do is make sure he takes his Pills.

I'll keep in touch

Sam W.

Something in Dean told him that he should be angry that his brother and Sarah where discussing him behind his back, but he just couldn't be angry. Instead he felt loved. He didn't know why. Not even a bit.

"Dean?" John asked," You alright son?"

"Yeah...sorry...just zoned out."

Sam fumbled in through the door. He had found something ; ether that or he was on a sugar rush.

"In town! People in town, by the rails, I know who it is!" he spluttered, gasping for breath.

"How?" The two older men asked.

"In my dream, I saw her and...I heard the rails. I just was talking to her, and her baby girl is six months today." Sam inhaled," It's coming tonight!"