She leaned against her bike, wearing full leather, her helmet on the seat behind her, feet crossed, one absently tapping as she waited for the car to pull up beside her. The engine shut off and door opened, John coming out and crossing the short distance to her. He smiled at her and she smiled back, pushing away from the bike and shaking his hand.
"Been a while, Rae." John greeted.
"Yeah, well… been a bit busy." Rae explained, shrugging. John nodded, understanding what she meant and how things went. Hunts sometimes came thick and fast. Possibly what had been happening to Rae.
"You been in touch with Bobby?" He asked. Rae shook her head.
"No." She said, truthfully. She hadn't talked to him in years. Had ditched her phone, gotten a new one, simply remembered all the numbers she needed to know, even if she knew that there was a chance of them changing by the time she needed to use them. John raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. For a moment, neither did Rae.
"What about your boys?" She asked.
"Dean's on a hunt, and Sam split." Now it was Rae's turn to raise her eyebrows.
"Sam split?" She repeated, "When did that happen?"
"A bit ago," John replied, "He has a girlfriend now, and is trying to get a ride through college. Wants to be a lawyer."
"He'd make a good lawyer."
"He's a Hunter." John growled out, earning a mildly nasty look from Rae, but she didn't say anything. Then she pulled a sheet of paper out of her jacket, unfolding it, revealing it to be a map with a few red circles drawn on it.
"All the signs I've been able to track," She explained, "Going back twenty-two years. Like you asked." John accepted the map, moving to spread it out on the hood of his vehicle.
"Thanks, Rae."
"When are we going after this sucker?" The young woman asked calmly, watching him as she leaned back against her bike. John didn't look around at her when he answered.
"We're not."
"What?"
"I'll investigate this. You do me a favour and watch the boys for me."
"I'm sorry?"
"You heard me."
"I found all this!" Rae snapped once again pushing away from her bike, storming over to him and slamming a hand on the hood of his truck, "If it weren't for me you wouldn't have this info! You owe me! Let me go with you." She pleaded, her excessively blue eyes hard with determination. John met them with a stare of his own, unblinking.
"I can't do that," He told her, "Bobby was right. You're just a kid."
"I'm twenty-two," Rae snarled back, "I'm not a child anymore."
"I'm not going to let you throw your life to this."
"Not going to let me?" Rae scoffed, "Since when have you let me do anything? You're not my dad, he died. Or had you forgotten that?"
"Rae," John said, putting a hand on each of her shoulders and looking down at her, "Your dad wouldn't want you to throw your life away to this. Neither would your mom."
"I don't care," Rae glared at him, "I want this son-of-a-bitch killed. If that means I die too, then so be it. But I sure as Hell ain't dying until he's dead."
"Everyone knows you can't kill a demon, Rae."
"Then I'll be the first."
"No," John said, firmly but kindly, "No one else is losing their life to this bastard, you hear me?" Rae looked at him, eyes slightly narrowed.
"You know I remember it happening, right?" She asked, "Twenty-two years ago. The fire. The heat. The way the house burned. I remember her on the ceiling, I remember standing there watching as everything fell around me."
"Stop it," John hissed, turning away from her, "Just stop it." The second time he said it, he sounded a lot more helpless.
"If you know how much pain I'm feeling, then why aren't you letting me help?"
"Because you have your whole life ahead of you," John explained, "You have so much to do."
"And you don't?" Rae asked, "I have nothing to lose. You, on the other hand, have two sons. Two sons who love you."
"I'm not having any arguments, Rae. That's the end of it," He snapped, folding up the map and tucking it into his pocket, "I'll text you Sam's address and where Dean currently is." He said, opening the diver door and getting in, leaving Rae to step back out of the way as he pulled out. Rae watched for a moment, jaw set, the kicked at a rock before heading over to her bike. She figured she may as well go find a hotel for the night, wait for the promised text. Sometimes she really hated adults, though she knew that by now she well and truly counted as one herself.

It took a few days for Rae to get to where Sam was studying, and she still pulled in on her bike when it was well and truly dark. There was already a car out front. A black impala. Clearly Dean was here too, then. Interesting, considering that Sam had supposedly split, and John had no reason to lie about that. She turned off her bike and the headlight, sitting there in near-silent darkness, keeping her eyes on the door. Not long after, two shadowed shapes appeared, getting into the car. The lights turned on and the impala drove away. Rae only now pulled off her helmet, shaking her hair loose, feeling the cold night air prickle against the sweat on her face. She got off her bike and pulled the key out, heading over to the door and knocking calmly on it. It was answered not long after by a blonde-haired girl in a grey top with a couple of smurfs on it.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here so late at night?" She demanded, frowning slightly, standing protectively in the doorway. Rae put on her best smile.
"I'm Sarah," She greeted, "I'm a friend of Sam's."
"He's never mentioned you."
"I'd be surprised if he had," Rae chuckled, "My parents used to hunt with his dad." She explained. It wasn't an entire lie.
"I'm Jess," The girl greeted, holding out her hand for Rae to shake, "Sam and his brother just went off after their dad. Apparently, he's out on a hunting trip now, been missing for a few days."
"Aw, no!" Rae put on a worried expression, "I hope they find him alright."
"Why are you here?" Jess asked again.
"Oh, right!" Rae brushed some hair out of her eyes, "I just got into town, but it's so late that I was wondering if he could offer me a place to crash for the night. But since he's not here I guess I'll try and find someplace open," She half smiled, "Unless you have an idea of where Sam's headed?" She added the second part as an afterthought. Jess shook her head.
"He didn't say."
"Damn… oh well," Rae shrugged, "It was nice meeting you!" She nodded and started backing down the steps, knowing that Jess would be watching her closely. The blonde was quite pretty, thinking about it, a bit taller than Rae was.
"Wait," She called, Rae stopping and turning to face her from the bottom of the steps, "He's supposed to be back by Monday if you want to stay around town until then." Rae smiled.
"Great! Thanks!" She said, waving before once again turning and heading to her bike, quickly wrapping her hair into a temporary bun before slipping her helmet on, turning on her bike, then riding off to find a hotel.