6. Sam and I
Sam grabbed my hand, without thinking. He locked the door behind us, and we walked out to the Impala. I smiled, as we got in.
"Why was he like that?" I asked.
"Fledglings are like that," Sam said. "Your helping me, he can't. They'll be searching for both of you, so be careful."
"Got it," I said. I held my breath.
"Are you okay?" Sam asked me as the car jerked into motion.
"Yeah, just turn on the radio, I need some distraction," I groaned. 'Carry On My Wayward Son' came on, and I smiled. He did too.
He dropped me off, at the corner where I was turned. So I stood there, he was parked on the other side of the road, so he could fallow me. I sat down on the side walk, and the man showed.
"Ah," the man smiled.