I opened my eyes then. I was laying in bed in a motel room. Dean was staring at me, and that's when the sun hit my eyes. I groaned, and shielded my eyes.
"Oh, sorry," Sam said closing the blinds. "Dean what do we do?"
"I got something don't turn on any lights," I groaned. Sam smiled. "And another thing. You guys got to tie me up." A phone started to ring, it was Dean's.
"Yeah Bobby," he answered. "Okay, okay, hang on Bobby. Let me put you on speaker." Dean set the phone on the table, and a voice rang through the room.
"Dean, there's no fixing fledglings," Bobby said.
"Bobby you sure?" Sam asked.
"You idgits! Didn't you hear what I said?" Bobby yelled. Sam tried to touch me. He was getting too close. I could hear his heartbeat, and the blood that rushed in his veins. I clenched my hands, and my stomach squeezed. I turned away from him, something sharp slid out of my gums.
"Bobby, we got to find a cure," Dean said.
"Tie me, you idiots!" I yelled then. Sam got rope from the 67 Chevy Impala outside.
"Who is that?" Bobby asked.
"Fledgling," Dean answered. "She hasn't told us her name yet."
"It's Ari," I said my nickname. My real name was Ariana, but I usually don't tell people-. I groaned out, as Dean's heartbeat came into range. Sam came back, but I was already on my feet.