Dean parked his car at the first motel they came across with. “Wait here” he said as he opened the door and stepped out. He closed the door and walked to the motel.
A few minutes later he returned to the Impala and Sam and Meg got out.
“We got two rooms” he said.
“Yeah, go guys go ahead” Meg mumbled. “I just need to take care of something” She eyed the car that was positioned a few yards away from them.
“Alright” Dean said a little suspicious. “Here are your keys” He threw them at Meg and she caught them with one hand. Deciding to let Meg handle whatever is what that she needed to handle he walked Sam to their room.
Meg headed for the green car, opened the door on the passenger’s side and got in. The girl at the wheel shrieked and wanted to loosen her seatbelt, but Meg stopped her, by conjuring a pocket knife.
“What do you want? I don’t have much money on me and my jewelry is fake” the girl said shaking.
“I don’t want your money. I don’t want anything from you, just one question answered” Meg replied. “Why were you following us?”
The girl shook her head. “I wasn’t” she answered breathless. Meg put the knife on her throat. “Want to try that again?” “Okay, I was” the girl confessed. “I heard those two guys talking about my dad. I’ve seen them before, they don’t come bearing gifts, at least not the kind you wish for. I want to know what they want from him”
Meg pulled the knife away. “Fair enough” she said soft. “I will tell you everything you want to know, but not in here. I have a motel room where we can talk in private”
“Okay” the girl nodded. “But first we need to go to the supermarket”
“Why?” Meg asked suspicious.
“Because that color doesn’t suit you”