carry on my wayward son [closed]

Dean nodded his head, "Then I guess we need to be preparing then." Dean told them.

Cady nodded in agreement and watched as everyone jumped into action, feeling a little out of the loop.

***

"I'm going to check our usual websites, see if I can find anything that screams witches..." Sam offered as he opened his laptop.

Dean nodded, "I am going to go check the weaponary." Dean told them before walking out motioing Cady to come with him.

Cady followed Dean outside to his car and watched as he unlatched the trunk, revealing a whole range of different weapons. "This is... awesome," Cady commented with a smile.

Dean grinned, "Thank you." Dean told her.

Not wanting to feel as though she needed them to carry her in the fight, she headed over to her SUV and unlocked the back door. All her weapons were kept in a secret compartment in her trunk and she released the latch, making her way round to the rear of the car.

"What are we going to need?" Cady inquired.

***

"Do you think these abilities have something to do with your connection to Cady?" Sam asked Jessie as he read through some reports.

Dean looked at her, "Anything, Salt is a big thing." Dean told her.

***

Jessie shrugged, "I don't know." Jessie admitted. "I can't do what she does, but the connection makes no sense." Jessie admitted to Sam looking at the report her was looking at.

"I have plenty of salt, found a guy that stocks it and sells it to hunters," Cady told him, "It's not the cheapest, but he's a decent guy..."

***

"Nothing about this makes sense," Sam added.

"Dare I ask the price?" Dean questioned.

***

Jessie sighed nodding her head, "No it doesn't." She admitted frowning.

"A hundred dollars for five bags," Cady answered with a shrug, "Everywhere else was even worse than that, so I settled on him and he treats me well with the business we do."

***

"We'll figure it out," Sam promised.

"Not bad." Dean smiled shutting his trunk. "I think we're ready to do this." He told her.

***

"I hope." Jessie squezzed his hand moving around grabbing the rest of the stuff they'd need.

"Hey Dean," Cady said, grabbing his coat to stop him from walking back inside and kissing him, "Just in case I don't get a chance to do it..."

***

"This case is going to do us good," Sam commented.

Dean grinned, "Two kisses in one day. What did I do to deserve this." Dean smirked kissing her again and grinning.

***

"I hope." Jessie told him softly.

"This life is unpredictable..." Cady stated with a shrug, returning Dean's smile and locking her SUV.

Dean nodded, "It is." Dean smiled kissing her again. "But I like it." Dean told her.

"Things aren't so bad in this exact moment," Cady stated with a grin that she hadn't shared with anyone for a while.

***

"Are we set?" Sam inquired as he packed away his laptop.

Dean smiled, "No it isn't." Dean grinned.

***

"I think so." Jessie looked at Sam, "You have the reports, articles, laptop? Everything you need?" Jessie looked at him smiling lightly.

Cady hadn't felt free for a long time, not since her parent's death or maybe even before that. Here, with Dean, right at that moment, she felt free and the feeling was amazing.

***

"Got it all," Sam answered with a nod.

Dean smiled at her as he saw Sam and Jessie emerge with Bobby behind. "Wanna ride with me?" Dean questioned her.

***

"Are you riding with Dean or dad and me?" Jessie asked Sam walking alongside him.

"Sure," Cady agreed, grabbing her weapons bag from the back and transferring it over to the Impala.

***

"I'll ride with you," Sam stated as he spotted Dean and Cady, smiling at the way they were acting, "I think those two need some space to get to know each other."