Ok, lets see. What to say. This is my fourth fic, but my first Supernatural fic. My muse has been poking me with ideas so I gave in. I'll be writing this story and another at the same time, and seeing as this one got started second it will most likely be the one that gets neglected. I try to update at least once a week, but when my muse goes AWOL or school gets crazy, that doesn't always happen. Also my chapters are usually longer, so expect more in the next, but for now, I just wanted a base for the fic Anyway, enjoy and please review, I really appreciate it!

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Chapter 1: Surprise

Alone in a cheap motel room, Sam sat at his computer surfing the net. As usual he was searching recent news articles looking for signs of paranormal activity. Twenty minutes quickly ticked by as he occupied himself while waiting for Dean to gas up the Impala and return with their morning coffee. Finally, an article from a rural Iowa newspaper caught his eye. Wrapped up in the story, Sam jumped as he caught Dean out of the corner of his eye, having not heard him come in. "Scare ya Sammy," Dean asked setting Sam's latte on the table near his laptop.

Sam shook his head and rolled his eyes, trying to prove that he was more irritated than embarrassed. "No," he answered subtly. "Found something." He quickly changed the subject, "Take a look at this." He turned his computer toward his older brother.

"Teens mauled at local hang out." Dean read the title from the screen and then continued on to the article, "Sixteen year old Aly Barnes, and her seventeen year old boyfriend Nick Davis, were attacked and killed last night. The two were hanging out with friends at a local vista point and were attacked by a 'larger than life' rabid dog, according to eye witnesses." Dean stopped reading and looked at Sam, "Sounds like your typical wolf attack to me."

"That's what I thought at first, then I read the eye witness reports." Sam clicked on a link at the bottom of the web page. "Three out of the eight other kids there said that it appeared out of nowhere, its eye's glowed, and that it was nearly as big as a donkey. I'm thinking possibly a werewolf, or some kind of hell hound. It's definitely worth checking out."

Dean shrugged in agreement. "Nice work, its nice to see you all gung-ho about a job. Looks like we're off to Liberty Springs, Iowa." He patted Sam on the shoulder and turned to the bed to grab his duffle.

Taking turns at the wheel, the boys drove 36 hours to the small town in Iowa. It was a quaint town with businesses lining the main street and cookie cutter houses down each block. As they reached the center of town, they had yet to see a motel, but spotted a diner on the town square and decided to stop, grab a bite, and ask about a cheap place to stay. As they drew closer they could finally make out the small, old sign that read "Parking In Rear", so Dean drove his baby around back and parked. The boys exited the car and had a look around as they made their way back around to the front of the diner.

The diner was relatively empty, seeing as it was two in the afternoon. There were two waitresses, a manager, and a cook working, proving that the early afternoon was a slow time. Gina, or "Reggie" as her name tag read, since no one ever called her Regina, was the taller, blonde waitress who was currently getting a cooking lesson from Frankie to pass some time. The shorter, brunette waitress, Maggie, was busy taking an order when the boys walked in. There was a theme in the diner that everyone had to have a name that ended with "ēē", hence why Gina went by her less common nickname. Josie, the manager, was chatting with customer's, so when Sam sat at the counter, while Dean headed for the bathroom, she called to Reggie in the kitchen.

"Gotcha Josie, be right there!" Reggie handed the spatula back to Frankie, "Thanks, but I think I'll stick to things that don't need to be grilled." She smiled and as she turned to the doors pulled out her notepad and a pen. She continued forward, pushing the door open, and the moment she spotted Sam twirled right around and back into the kitchen. "Oh my god."

"What's wrong," Frankie eyed Reggie strangely, having never seen her act this way.

"Um, did the guy at the counter come in with anyone?"

"I didn't notice, why?" Frankie continued to look at Reggie, perplexed.

The shaken waitress peaked out the window, "Cause I was sort of dating his brother eight years ago when my mom made me up and leave. I never even got to say goodbye." Frankie nodded; know understanding as tears welled in Reggie's eyes. "I never thought I'd see 'em again."

She took a deep breath, trying to find the courage she knew was in there somewhere. She wiped away her tears and sighed before pushing threw the door and walking up to the counter across from Sam. She bit her lip as she quickly contemplated retreating, but then blurted out "Hey Sam."

The younger Winchester looked up to find himself face to face with an old friend. Sam was speechless, even though they had lived next door to each other for a few years. Gina had even been Dean's prom date, which was when they had started dating, but it wasn't long there after that she and her family had left with out even a single word. After a time of awkward silence Sam finally spat words from his lips, "Gina, wow, its been a while. So, how are you doing?"

Reggie smiled as she tucked her hair behind her ear, "Okay. What about you and…" With her vision no longer obstructed by her hair she caught Dean slowly approaching the counter, obviously not believing his eyes. "Dean… Hey…"

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As I said, this chapter was just to give the story a base and some back story, the next chapter will introduce the plot, I promise. Though when it will get posted, I'm not so sure, but I already have ideas running through my mind!