Now What? // Teddy //

Teddy had been a bit jumpy ever since the incident with the Leviathans. She made sure to keep a small bottle of borax with her, just in case. And considering it had been a couple of weeks since her last encounter, she assumed they had been dealt with. Or the Dick Roman guy had. He was the leader of the Leviathans, right? Teddy's memory on the conversation with Bobby about the Leviathans - before he passed - was a bit foggy, but she was pretty sure the Dick guy was the leader. And she hadn't been used as a hostage by a single monster in a while.

This meant road trip. And who better to visit her closest of friends, the Winchesters? She pulled out her phone and dialed Sam's number, hoping he was able to pick up. Him and Dean were usually changing phone numbers and Teddy was barely able to keep up with their updated phones. But she did eventually get round to it. She sat on her motorbike, tapping the handles patiently as she waited for the ringing to stop and for Sam to answer.... for anyone to answer.

"Hey Sam, it's Teddy. Mind if I come over to catch up on a few things? I know we haven't spoken in a couple of months..."

She hadn't spoken to a single soul since the escape of the psychiatric ward, not even the brothers, so this was going to be a big conversation on what she'd been up to since that break out.

If only she knew...

Teddy's immediate reaction to Sam's scratchy and slightly hoarse voice would've been priceless to anyone who had witnessed it. She had noticed the oddity in his voice and the first thing she did was nearly drop her phone and she tensed up pretty badly; her breath hitching a little. She almost cursed at her silly behavior until Sam mentioned Bobby's old junkyard. She had heard of it before, seen it even, it was her first place to go when she heard of Bobby's fate. Poor Bobby...

"Y-yeah I know where it is... I'll come over now on my bike..." She had to pause as she eyed out for anything or anyone, she was on high alert at all times nowadays, rarely trusting a new hunter on the scene. She wondered what was wrong with Sam but she didn't question him, she knew prying didn't get anyone anywhere in life - unless it was truly needed.

"I'll see you soon, Sam." She mumbled into the phone before she hung up and placed her phone in her jacket pocket. Her eyes wandering around cautiously before she turned on and revved up her motorcycle. She sped off quickly towards Sioux Falls, she was only under an hour away from the location of Bobby's old junkyard, so she was in luck.

She had a lot to say for herself, after all.

Teddy arrived after speeding through many cars. She was sure she had adapted to quickly breaking the speed limit on every road she'd been on... so speed with her wasn't much of an issue.

After roughly half an hour, she pulled up inside the old junkyard and she propped her bike up and parked it with successful hands before she went over to see Sam with two, cold beers in his large hands. Well, who could deny a cold, fresh beer? Teddy sure couldn't. Not after the life she's had. She smiled wryly at Sam and gently took the beer from his hands.

"Thanks for the beer Sam... now, where's Dean and why are you alone? Because if I remember, you two were two peas in a pod and I was the lonely pea on the side." She joked a little but her face seemed serious enough. She wanted answers, and she wanted them now. Teddy wasn't going to let herself be the only one conversing about how shitty her past few weeks were, she wanted to know why Sam was alone. She'd always seen him with Dean, and to be in Bobby's old junkyard, alone, was a pretty weird sight to see with her sore eyes.

Teddy always considered Sam and Dean to be close friends, big brothers even - so seeing Sam react to her question like he did made her feel a tiny bit guilty. She seemed to have pried into his business too quickly... too early. She looked down slightly, taking a small swig of her own bottle of beer before she looked back up to see Sam's strained smile begin to wobble. In turn, Teddy's lips frowned in sadness, curiosity; and in sympathy.

"Y-you don't know?" She asked quietly, her eyes searching his as if she was trying to find an answer. But she couldn't. She couldn't find it because Sam seemed so lost right now. She just wanted to give him a hug, and be a good little sister to her big brother. But she didn't want to seem too emotional, too attached. She reached her hand out and gently placed it on his upper arm. "Sam... we'll find out what's happened to your brother... to Dean... so, don't worry. You have me here to help you out." She said softly, her words trying to reach out to comfort the poor moose. She even tried to put on a wobbly smile to add to her attempt at comforting the poor guy. She did love Sam like a brother so seeing him so helpless made her want to empathize with him. She wanted to be the one who was to cry rather than Sam doing it himself.

Teddy watched sadly as Sam wiped his eyes. He seemed so helpless in Teddy's eyes. She nodded briefly when Sam had declined her offer, but she smiled a little nonetheless, he had gone through a lot of stuff since she'd gone missing for those couple of months. The lack of contact was her part and she wishes she was there to see Dean go, see him do a Dean Winchester and save the day... again. He was a hero, a big brother... it was tough for Teddy to process what Sam was trying to tell her.

When he gestured her to join him she smiled wryly and climbed onto the top of the hood of the car and she crossed her legs, all while taking a sip of her beer. She looked over to Sam and he did have a a valid point. She hadn't known Sam was on his own, so seeing as he had begun to wonder what questions she was going to ask... she might as well ask them now...

"I was going to ask how you and Dean were doing... but seeing as I'm here now and Dean's not here... then I guess a lot of shit went down when I disappeared huh?" She tilted her head and tried to lighten the mood with a small smile appearing on her lips. "And I was gonna ask how many bitches you had ganked since the psychiatric ward incident... and whether you missed me or not after it happened..." She added a smirk. "I didn't mean to disappear like that... but I can see why you didn't look for me... but why not Dean? He's your brother, Sam. Heck, he's like a big brother to me so I sort of know how you're feeling..." She looked down to her lap and sighed heavily, closing her eyes slowly.

"I just don't know why you won't go look for him..." She spoke slowly, and softly.

Teddy looked at Sam sadly, she felt sorry for him and she just wanted to make him feel better. She gently placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, giving it a light squeeze, just to tell him she was there without really saying it out loud. But she did anyways: "Well, Dean was secretly a big teddy bear, so I can believe that he truly would want you to keep going..." She trailed off before she took another swig of her beer.

"Ah it's okay Sam, I didn't exactly try to talk to anyone either. I felt like a freak who had to tame her inner demons... which I have done, I haven't had my visions in a while." She smiled almost proudly at her efforts but there was still sadness in her eyes. To think Dean was truly gone was not completely embedded into her mind. But nothing ever was... not for Teddy, at least. She looked to Sam and she moved her hand from his shoulder to his knee. "You have me here Sam... don't ever think you're alone."

"I'm definitely here for you... always have been, always will be."

When Sam thanked her for her little, sentimental choice of words, she merely smiled and nodded her head towards him before she moved her hand from his knee and back to her side as she took a swig of her beer. "Thanks Sam, I've tried extra hard to get them to disappear and they've been gone since a week after the psychiatric ward... the place probably scared them away." She chuckled lightly at the end before looking away from Sam and to thin air.

"For the first time in years, my mind is clearer... yet I've done nothing about it. But I had to contact you and see how you were doing... you are like a big brother, Sam." She looked back to Sam and smiled softly at him. It was probably the beer that made her say it to him. Even if her limit was higher than average, it doesn't mean she wouldn't spill a few beans here and there without second-guessing it. She chuckled for no reason before speaking: "Well, you'd be more or less a twin brother... cus, we are the same age, but big brother in realistic terms... and I do feel younger than you, so there." She smiled wryly before she took her last swig of her beer.

She slid off the Impala's hood and looked over to Sam, empty bottle in hand. "If you need anything from me, don't hesitate to call me. I keep my numbers, unlike somebody-" She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at Sam before continuing. "And I can always help in suggesting the best kind of motels to sleep in." She smirked, obviously joking because she hadn't been in every state and city of America, but she did know a few good places and some really revolting places.