Title: Not All Supernatural Beings are Evil
Synopsis:Dean and Sam Winchester travel with their father to fight supernatural evil creatures. In one town, the boys meet a very unusual girl that will have a far reaching impact to the rest of their lives.
Chapter 1 – A Chance Meeting
High school could be such hell for Dean Winchester. He was dating Amber and he had screwed it up royally. He knew there would be tears and Amber would be furious, but he never expected for her to dress him down in front of the whole school for being a "sad little boy". He was a hero, but one at this stupid school would ever know or understand what his family did. "I'm a Hero!" yelled Dean.
His eyes fell as he walked away. He wished his dad would get back so they could leave. He didn't know how much longer he could stand this town. Why did he let himself get caught with Amber's best friend in the janitor's closet? He had actually really like Amber and she was a great kisser. To be honest, he knew why. He couldn't bear the thought of meeting Amber's parents. As much as he liked Amber, he just couldn't meet her parents. The one time when he had met a girl's parents, it turned out badly. He didn't know what to say and her parents looked at him like he was a thug and he was forbidden to see the girl ever again. This was torture. Besides, he would be gone soon anyway.
He had his head down, lost in thought, he didn't see the tiny black haired girl. He stumbled over her and knocked her down the last couple of stairs.
"What the hell?" She yelled. Looking up into the most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen. She knew that cocky grin. Dean towered over her 5'3" frame.
"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
"No, it would take a lot more than that to actually hurt me, but you are a nuisance."
Dean smirked at that and grinned down at her.
"Well, are you just going to stare at me or are you going to help me up? You can pick up my books too, while you're at it."
"Man, for such a shorty, you sure are bossy." Dean Laughed. He picked up her books and helped her stand.
As he helped her up and gave her, her books, she informed him, "For your information, in my family, I'm considered tall."
"Well, are you from a family of leprechauns?" Dean Smirked.
She looked him in the eye and very seriously said "Not exactly but you're close."
Dean snickered. This girl was definitely weird. She was not the type of girl that he usually went for. He didn't care for the Goth look that she wore. He normally looked at the Cheerleaders or more slutty types (as Sam would say), but as he looked closer he had to admit that she was cute. She was a little on the thin side and definitely short (Sammy might even be taller than her) but overall her figure would do. What really set her off was her face. She had these green eyes that seemed to see right through him into his soul, which made him kind of uncomfortable. Her facial features seemed rather fragile. She had a look that seemed to remind him of a pixie or a fairy like Tinkerbelle. He couldn't believe he was actually thinking of a Disney movie.
As he handed her books to her, she locked eyes with him, "She's wrong, ya know. You are a hero. Don't let anyone tell you different." She didn't wait for a reply. She ran out the front door before he could think of anything to say.
"Are you ready?" Sam asked.
"Wh What?"
"I asked if you were ready to go home."
"Yeah, Sammy let's go. I hope Dad is back. I'm so ready to blow this town."
But of course, their father wasn't back. He did call though and tell them that he would be at least a few more weeks before he would be done with the latest hunt. Dean didn't want to go back to school and face everyone after the things that Amber had said about him in front of everyone, but he knew that if he didn't show, then CPS might be called. However, Sam was thrilled to go back to school. He had beat up the bully and given him a new name "Dirk the JerK."
School the next day started out just as bad as Dean had thought it would. He wished that people knew what he did and how many people he and his family saved. He couldn't tell anyone though because no one would believe him and it was their dad's number two rule to not let civilians know what they did. His dad's number one rule was to take care of Sammy. He was so lost in thought, he almost ran into the small girl again.
"Are you trying to kill me or what? She asked.
"Uh, no."I'm sorry. My name's Dean by the way."
"I know who you are." She stated flatly and started to walk away.
"Hey, wait!" He yelled.
She turned toward him and stared with her piercing green eyes. He almost forgot what he wanted to say. She seemed to have a strange effect on him.
"What do you want?" She asked with just a trace of irritation.
"I uh just wanted to know what to call you, since I keep trying to run you over." He smirked.
"My name is Vanessa, but my friends call me Nessie. You can call me that if you like since you seem to be constantly running into me." She smiled. "By the way, we're going to be late for English, if we don't get moving and you know what a pain Mrs. Moore can be if you're late."
"We have English together?" He was shocked. He didn't remember her in any of his classes. He really didn't want to go to English – Amber would be there. Ugh.
"Yes, in fact, I sit right behind you. We also have Biology and Algebra II together. Of course, I don't blame you for not remembering me. Up until yesterday, you only had eyes for Amber. Come on, I'll walk you to class." She said as she linked arms with his.
Some of the jocks, saw them walking down the hall and started taunting him. "Hey 'Hero' saved anyone today? Did ya climb a tree and save a kitty?"
Dean wanted to yell at them and bust their heads, but Nessie looked up at him calmly and said, "Ignore them. I know that you have saved people. They're idiots, probably taken too many steroids and fried their balls."
Dean chuckled at that. This girl was definitely different and funny. Dean was surprised by how much she seemed to know. He needed to find out just what this strange little girl really knew about him and his family. Unfortunately, before he could say anything, they were at the English class. Nessie's arm was still linked with his and he did not bother to let her go until they were at their seats.
As they walked into class, Amber shot daggers at them. She had thought about what she had said yesterday and she had planned to apologize to Dean for what she had said. She had decided that the reason Dean had kissed the other girl was because he was nervous about meeting her parents. Maybe she had pushed him to fast. He really was a nice guy, but now seeing him with Nessie. She didn't know what to think. That girl was just so strange. She dyed her hair jet black and spiked it up in a ridiculous fashion. Her clothes looked like she had gotten them from a second hand store. They were out of fashion and old. Her skirts barely made the dress code. They were way too short. She always wore black biker boots. She looked like a slut. She also did not interact much with anyone except her "family." Nessie only ate with her family, which come to think of it was kind of like Dean and Sam. Maybe Nessie had more in common with Dean than she did.
Dean sat down and refused to look in Amber's direction. Amber sighed and turned back toward the front of the class. Nessie sat behind Dean and whispered in his ear throughout class making him grin and smirk. Amber was livid. She wrote him a note saying she was sorry and sent it back to him. Dean didn't even open the note. He glanced at Amber and tore it up. No one gets to humiliate Dean Winchester.
At lunch, Dean was waiting at his regular table for Sam. Sam walked in with several guys Dean didn't know. They wanted Sam to eat with them, but he wanted to sit with Dean. He started telling Dean about his morning. How that everyone was telling him how great he was because he beat up Dirk the Jerk. Dean was only half listening because most of his attention was aimed at a table across the room where Nessie sat with her family and a few friends. Nessie just stared right back at him, ignoring the conversations around her. She didn't even try to hide the fact that she was staring right at Dean. Sam finally noticed that Dean was only half listening and looked in the direction that Dean was.
Sam had heard through the school grapevine what Amber had done to Dean. He had tried to talk to Dean about it, but of course, Dean refused. He hated chick flick moments.
"Do you like her?" Asked Sam.
"Huh, what?" Asked Dean.
"I said DO. YOU. LIKE. HER?" as he pointed across the cafeteria at Nessie.
"Thanks, that was real subtle Sam. I think she can now see that we're talking about her? Dean said irritably.
"You still didn't answer my question?
"Well, I don't really know exactly what I think about her. She is so different. I've never really paid attention to someone like her before but there is something about her that I just can't put my finger on."
"Well, I think she likes you." Said Sam.
"You do?"
While this conversation was going on, Sam and Dean were being watched by someone who was planning revenge against one of the brothers.
Dean had after school detention with Nessie because Mr. Stacy, the Algebra II Teacher, was not as deaf as Mrs. Moore and caught them whispering. Dean got word to Sam about the detention and Sam told him that he would meet Dean at the Library after Dean's detention.
At 4:35, Dean walked into the library to find Sam and head home. He looked all over the library but couldn't locate Sam. He asked the librarian if she saw Sam this afternoon. She told him that she hadn't seen him, but Dean didn't know if she could have seen anyone with glasses as thick as coke bottles.
Dean started going to look in Sam's other classes when Nessie came running up to him.
"Dean, is Sam ok?'
"I don't know. I can't seem to find him any where?" He asked anxiously.
"I think he may be in the field behind the school? She said.
"Why do you think that?" He asked her, but she was already running down the hall to the exit behind the school. He ran after her.
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They found Sam curled in a ball lying in the weeds behind the school. His face was bloody and his clothes were torn. He wasn't moving. His arm was twisted at an odd angle. His arm was obviously broken. He wasn't breathing. Dean straightened him out and started CPR immediately.
Nessie called 911. "Please you have to hurry. We have a little boy here, he has been horribly beaten, and he isn't breathing. His brother's doing CPR."
"Dean, the ambulance is coming. Don't give up!"
"Sammy, please breath, please be okay." Dean kept saying this in his head while he kept up with the CPR. Sam took a deep breath and looked up at his brother. Dean held him close to his chest telling him that he would be okay. Dean didn't realize that tears were falling down his face and into Sam's hair.
"He'll be okay, Dean. He will. Just believe. Sam is strong. His aura is strong. He isn't going to die today. Keep telling him that you love him and he will do the rest." She touched Sam and Sam started breathing on his own. Dean stared at her. Again, he had no idea what she was talking about, but she seemed to know things that she shouldn't know. He couldn't think about her right now. He just held on to Sam and believed like she told him.
"Sammy, hang on man. You're going to be okay. I love you, Sammy. Hang on."
The EMT came running toward them. They pushed Dean and Nessie away from Sam. One of the EMT asked Dean who they were and what had happened to the small boy.
"My name is Dean. This is Sam. He is my little brother, please don't let him die."'
"We'll do everything we can. You can meet us at hospital."
"No, I'm coming with you. He's my brother. I can't leave him."
The EMT loaded Sam into the ambulance and wouldn't let Dean get on the ambulance with them. "Son, we can't let a minor back here with us. You need to contact your parents to meet us at the hospital."
The door of the ambulance was slammed in Dean's face. He was in shock. His baby brother was alone. Nessie grabbed his arm and started dragging him to the parking lot. "Hurry Dean, we got to get to the hospital. Sam needs you!" With that, Dean started running to his car. Nessie followed.
"Nessie, thanks for everything. Helping me find Sammy and staying with us until the ambulance, but you don't have to come with me."
"I'm coming with you. You don't need to be alone right now. I'll stay until your dad gets here." As she jumped into the front seat, the car was already backing out of the parking lot.
At the hospital, Sammy was behind closed doors. Dean was left to sit in the waiting room with forms to complete. Nessie went in search of coffee. She called her sister to cover for her so that she wouldn't have to run home. She knew that Dean really needed her and she would stay as long as she could.
Dean called his dad and left a message. He hoped his dad would call him back soon. He tried to concentrate on the medical forms and wait for Nessie to come back. He was becoming more impressed with her. She had an inner strengthen that was hidden behind her size.
"Here" said Nessie as she gave him the coffee. "Were you able to get a hold of your dad?"
"No, I left a message. Hope he calls back soon." Dean looked so defeated and much older than his 17 years. She could feel his fear rolling off him in waves.
"Have you heard from the doctor?"
"No"
She took his right hand in hers and sat down next to him to wait. He seemed to feel better just having someone with him and holding his hand. He looked at her. He was starting to have feelings for her. Normally, he would find a girl friend someone to flirt with, kiss, and make out with; but Nessie was different. He was attracted to her of course, but his feelings were going deeper and it was happening so fast. He knew that as soon as Sam was out of the hospital and his dad came back then they would leave to the next city and hunt. He put that out of his mind and just hoped that Sam was okay and his dad would call. He would let time take care of the rest.
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"Where is the family of Samuel Winchester?" said a tired looking doctor.
Dean jumped to his feet. "That would be me. I'm Dean, he is my brother. My dad's out of town on business. He'll be here as soon as he can. How is Sammy? Is he okay?"
"Oh, well, I should wait for your father before I discuss your brother. Please let me know when he gets here." The doctor turned to walk back down the hallway.
"Wait, you have to tell me how Sam is doing? I want to see him NOW." Dean grabbed the doctor's arm. The doctor's eyes teared as if Dean was hurting his arm. The doctor and Dean stared into each other eyes for about a minute. Neither one was backing down.
Nessie was worried that Dean was getting ready to deck the doctor, which if he did then security would throw Dean out of the hospital and Sam needed Dean. She quickly grabbed the doctor's other arm and made the doctor look at her. "Tell Dean about his brother and let him see Sam."
The doctor blinked stupidly and then said, "Okay, come with me."
Dean looked at Nessie and kissed her cheek "Thank you." He wasn't sure what happened but he knew Nessie did something. She just shrugged.
The doctor led them to a small room and told them to sit down. "Your brother has been hurt very badly. His right arm is broken in three places and needed surgery to fix. He has a severe concussion, which we need to keep an eye on." The doctor looked at his file and then out the window.
"What are you not telling me?" Dean knew the doctor wasn't telling him everything.
"It appears that your brother was beaten with a club or bat of some kind. He has six broken ribs and at least 3 bruised. He was hit repeatedly in the back. The impacts to your brother have back caused a great deal of swelling around his spinal cord. We won't be able to judge the full extent of the injury he has until the swelling has gone down and that could take up to six weeks. Currently, Sam doesn't appear to have feeling below his waste. We have him immobile so that he does not injure himself further."
"He can't feel anything below the waist. Are you sure?" asked Dean
"I'm sorry son."
"He'll be fine though once the swelling is gone, right?"
"I'm afraid not. There is permanent damage to his spinal cord, but we won't know the full extent of his disability until the swelling has reduced."
"Does Sam know?"
'Yes, he knows."
"Take me to him. NOW" Dean is yelling again. Nessie holds his arm, but Dean stands up and pulls his arm away and heads for the door.