Authors Note: This is my first story that I am writing and sharing with anyone, so I apologize if it is not that great. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, or anything that you recognize.

I am sitting in a crappy motel room listening to my video teacher talk on and on about something boring. Let me introduce myself; I am Alexis Winchester. I am the 16 year old daughter of Dean Winchester. My mom was Jo Harvelle, she died when I was a baby. I live with my Dad and my Uncle Sammy. Now we don't exactly have a house to live in. We mostly stay in hotels. Sometimes when we are not on a hunt we stay at my Uncle Bobby's house. He is not my real uncle and he is more like a grandpa to me. Oh, and about the hunting, no my family doesn't hunt animals. We have a more unique hunting job. My family hunts supernatural things. My grandma Mary was killed when my dad and uncle were really young by a demon and ever since then my family has been hunting. I didn't start hunting until about two years ago because my dad didn't really want this life for me, but I always begged him to take me on hunts, until one day he just finally gave in. Now I live on the road with them, which requires me doing home school, so I don't get to go on the hunts alot, which I think was my dads plan.

Just as I finish with my school work my dad and uncle walks through the motel room door.

"Hey Squirt." Uncle Sammy says smiling at me.

"You know I really hate when you call me that." I groaned.

He just laughed and ruffled my hair. I looked over to my dad.

"Can we please go and get some food? I am STARVING."

"Sure. Just let me take a shower first." My dad said laughing.

We got to the diner and were about to order food when this cute looking guy about my age sits down at the table across from us. He kept looking over and smiling at. My dad must of noticed me making googly eyes and smiling back at him, because he turned around to see what who I was staring at and when he turned back to face me he did not look amused. You see living on the road means you don't get a chance to have boyfriends. I have only has one boyfriend in my entire life and I was six so I don't think that really counts. Although my dad didn't like it then either.

"Not a chance in hell princess." My dad said staring at me.

"What? Huh?" I said through a mouth full of food.

Uncle Sammy looked confused not sure as to what we were talking about.

"You know what. That guy back there that you have been making lovey-dovey looks to for the past 10 minutes? He looks like trouble." Dad said with a serious look on his face.

"Dad really, any guy looks like trouble to you, and besides I don't even know the guy. I have never seen him before in my life." I replied trying to defend myself.

"Dean I think you might be over reacting a little." Uncle Sammy said coming to my rescue. I gave him a smile as a thank you.

Dad glared at him before saying, "Don't help Sammy."

At this moment the guy got up and left the diner. He winked at me as he walked by, which I hope my dad didn't see.

"See dad he is gone. No need to worry about me." I said as I rolled my eyes.

Later we were in the Impala headed to Nashville, Tennessee on a case that Uncle Sammy found us. They were sure it was just a simple salt and burn. This was one of those rare times I got to go with Dad and Uncle Sammy to talk to the family. This guys wife was killed just a couple of weeks after they moved into their new house. After we finished talking to the guy we checked into a motel room, to get some rest before going to the graveyard later that night. When we got to the graveyard, Dad and Uncle Sam started digging up the grave while I stood holding the flashlights so they could see. Apparently the ghost didn't really appreciate us trying to waste him and he came out of nowhere and threw me into a nearby tree. As he was doing this I shot him with rock salt.

"DAD!" I screamed.

Dad jumped out of the grave while Uncle Sammy continued to dig up his bones.

"Lexi! Are you ok?" My dad asked kneeling down next to me.

"Just peachy." I responded. I felt a sharp pain in my knee and looked down to examine the huge gash that was now there.

"AHHH!" We hear Uncle Sam scream as the ghost throws him out of the grave.

We run over to him and the ghost start to make his way to us, but someone shoots rock salt at it. I look around to see who it was knowing it wasn't my dad or uncle sam. Still trying to figure out who shot at the ghost dad jumps up and finishes the salt and burn. I hear footsteps coming from my left and look over to see the boy from the diner. I stare at him totally confused. I looked over at my dad who looked just as confused as me, and maybe even a little angry.

"Hi, my name is Jake. It's nice to meet you." The guy says smiling at us.

So I hoped you liked it! I know it is kinda short..sorry about that, I will try to make them longer as the chapters go on. and I am leaving you with a little cliffhanger there! Mwahaha! I will try to update soon, maybe tomorrow, but it just depends on how much homework I have. Oh the joys of school. :P

Oh and if you would leave feedback it would mean alot to me! :D