Authors Note: This is my first time writing for the Supernatural series! I am trying to stay as accurate as possible but I am primarily focused on Sam and Aspens story so I'm sorry if I stray. Romance writing is my favorite thing so I thought this would be a joy to write. Thanks ahead of time for reading and please leave comments and let me know what you think!

Aspen

I sit in my car cursing the weather as I peer through the rain streaked windows at the Winchester bunker. The rhythmic squeak of the wind shield wipers are distracting me from the war going on in my mind. I've come his far and now I don't know if I should knock on the door. A roll of thunder tears through the sky and I use that as my cue to get out of the car and do what I originally set out to do.

Dean and Sam

Sam looks up from the article he's reading on the lap top across the table to Dean when he hears the rumble of thunder and can feel it in the foundation.

"What a storm," he says.

Dean nods and takes a drink from his beer.

"Find anything interesting?" Dean nods towards the lap top.

"There's a high school math teacher in Virginia who went missing a few days ago," Sam replies.

"Okay, so?"

"So, he was found dead, squeezed in a locker with a crucifix shoved in his chest yesterday."

"Damn, talk about accepting Jesus into your heart."

A buzz echoes throughout the bunker and Dean and Sam exchange questioning glances.

"Who would that be?" Sam asks.

"Bring up the surveillance," Dean says walking around the table. Sam opens it on the lap top.

"It's some redheaded girl, do you recognize her?" Sam asks.

"No."

Dean walks over to the speaker system and presses the button.

"Who are you?" he demands.

"Hi Im sorry to bother you. My name is Aspen Middleton. You know my sister, Celeste..or Charlie I should say."

Dean looks back at Sam, both mirroring a look of surprise.

"Charlie has a sister?" Sam asks the obvious.

"I don't know, were about to find out," Dean mutters as he heads upstairs to the door.

ASPEN

The door opens revealing Dean, his blue eyes locked on me in the suspicion I fully expected. I smile and begin to introduce myself again when I hear a click and I realize Dean has a gun pointed at me.

"Whoa!" I throw my hands up and step back. "That is…highly unnecessary."

"I'll be the judge of that, come in," Dean says stepping back for me to walk in.

I know all about these guys and I know they've been through a lot but talk about a warm welcome. I hesitate for a moment but the way Deans eyes set on me dangerously I realize I may not have much of a choice anymore other than to do what he says. I head down stairs taking in the vast size of the bunker. I see Sam sitting at the table gazing curiously in my direction.

"Dean what are you doing?" Sam fusses. I still have my hands up and I can feel the barrel of the gun pushing into my back. Sam stands and makes it over to us in a lengthy stride.

"What? We don't know who she is," Dean replies sharply.

"I told you my name is-"

"Shut up." Dean snaps.

"Geez Dean, let her talk before you start waving guns around," Sam says.

"Cas! We need you!" Dean pushes me to sit down in a nearby chair.

Castiel? The angel? I'm going to get to see an angel!

Suddenly before my eyes a man appears in a trench coat and a blue tie. I feel underwhelmed.

"Whats going on, Dean? Who's this?" Castiel asks.

"She claims to be Charlies sister, that we've never heard about. I need to get into her head, do some angel juju and find out if there's any truth to that."

Castiel gives a small nod and walks up me placing his fingers to my forehead and he closes his eyes. Everyone stands in suspense, waiting for Castiel to speak. Even Im feeling a bit on edge, what if it fails and they think Im lying?

Finally Castiel steps back and lowers his hand from my head.

"She's telling the truth, this is in fact Charlie's kid sister. I mean she's not a kid she's 24 but—"

"We get it Cas, thank you," Sam says glancing worriedly in my direction.

"I don't get it. Why didn't she ever mention you?" Dean asks.

"She wanted to protect me. She didn't want anything in this part of her life to lead back to me but I haven't heard anything from her in a while and so I came to see if I could find some answers," I explain.

I glance from Castiel, to Dean and to Sam and I'm only met with silence and grim faces that tell me everything I need to know. I nod and try to stifle the oncoming tears.

"She's dead. I knew it. I knew this would eventually happen. I told her this would happen. I begged her just to stick to the research like me but, that's just Charlie." I let out a sob against my will and I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look up to see Sam, tears brimming in his eyes.

"Aspen, I'm so very sorry about your sister. She was like a sister to us, she was amazing."

I can hear the sincerity in his voice. I could feel it all throughout the room. My sister was important to them and I'm glad because I always knew how important they were to her.

I look up at them and take a deep breath, trying to calm the tears.

"Tell me what happened."

Its been an hour and three beers later. Castiel vanished from the room sometime around beer two and It's just Dean, Sam and I sitting at the huge mapped table, the number of empty beer bottles growing on its surface. They told me all about the mark of Cain, how they were trying to lift it off of Dean and about the Steins. I sit now listening to the tail end of the revenge they got against them while I bask in the buzz. My head is a mess and all I want is to see her face again. I can't stop thinking of the last words I heard her say. Love you nerd, see you soon.

I set my empty bottle down and sit up. "She loved you guys. I hope you know that."

They both nod and seem far away in their head.

"So you said something about doing research. Is that what you do, you research monsters?" Sam asks.

"Well technically I work as a research assistant at a University in Louisiana. Well, at least I did until a week ago when they started cutting some departments to make budget. But, Charlie and I have always been very invested in the folklore. She went out there and found it while I made it my mission to learn everything I could about it."

"So what are you going to do now?" Dean asks.

I laugh despite the lump the in my throat. "Well, I lost my job and now my sister, the only family I had left. I literally have no idea." I think for a moment about freedom and having nothing and try to spin it in my head as a fresh start but I can't seem to make it a positive thing. I want my sister. I want to belong somewhere, to somebody.

"Well, Aspen. I have a proposition for you," Dean says leaning forward, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Stay here, with us, put that research to some good use. Look around you, you have all the research material in the monster world you could ever ask for. When we go out to hunt maybe you could help us out from here. You'll be out of harm's way and we could really use someone who could help enlighten us on the tough cases."

"Actually, I think I would love that," I say.

After getting my bags from the car, Sam helped me get set up in one of the rooms. I couldn't help but wonder what Charlie would think of me staying with the Winchesters, hell I haven't had time to let it sink in. I feel so overwhelmed; my life has changed so much in one single day, heck only a few hours. I came in with a gun pointed at me and now Sam is clearing random old coats out of the closet for me to put my stuff. I already know Ill be crying myself to sleep tonight so I swallow back the tears and focus on the fact that at least for a while I'll practically have my dream job. I watch Sam as he pulls stuff out of the closet and into an old box.

He stops and runs his hand through his lengthy dark hair.

"Are you sure this is what you want to do? I don't want you to think you have to do this because you don't know where else to go. Dean and I can make sure you have a place."

I ponder his question for a moment, wondering if he's genuinely concerned or if he doesn't want me here.

"No, I really want this. Are you ok with it?" I ask carefully.

Sam smiles and sits on the edge of the bed where I sit, digging though my bags to find a hair tie. I feel a slight blush on my cheeks when I find myself thinking about how pretty his smile is.

"Of course I am I just worry. You said Charlie didn't want you involved in this life and look what we've done. We put you in the commander chair immediately."

"I wonder what she would think to, but Sam, I was born to do this. I love research and I especially love researching everything your involved in. I really couldn't have imagined something better."

He nods. "Dean and I, we have this sort of thing where we get the people we care about hurt. I know we just met you but Charlie was our family so that makes you family."

"Sam, don't worry about me. Ill be here out of harm's way just like Dean said. Even though, I'd really like to go with you guys sometime."

Sam laughs lightly resting his elbows on his knees, he looks down, his hair falling forward into his face.

"You know? I thought the only thing you had in common with Charlie was the red hair but, I can already see that's not the case at all. It's nice to have you here."

I can't help but to smile. "Thanks, Sam."

SAM & DEAN

Sam walks into the room where Dean sits, reading back over the article about the impaled math teacher.

"So, you got us a new Bobby, huh?"

Dean laughs, "Hell no Sammy, that girls too damn pretty to be a Bobby."

Sam smiles, "Yeah, I suppose you're right." Sam glances towards Aspens new room and sees her already nose deep in a book about vampires. He still feels a strange sense of worry for her wellbeing but he its matched by his surprise that he feels like he already knows her somehow.

"This will be good…. I hope," Sam says.