AN: This story starts in the middle of the episode Asylum. It will follow the plot of the series from the most part just with the addition of an original character. Anyone who has read my stories in the past will know I am not a regular updater but I am going to try for this story. Not every episode will be rewritten with the original character but if you request an episode it is fairly likely I will write it. Thank you and I hope you enjoy.
Chapter One
I moved through the hallways and rooms silently. My brown boots making very little sound as dust was swirled up in my wake. Moving into the boiler room I noticed a body lying on the floor, another stupid college student no doubt. Quickly pushing two fingers to his neck I noted that he was still alive just unconscious. Stupid lucky college student. I passed him, my gun held steady in front of my. I moved through what seemed to be a hidden door someone had left open and descended into a cold damp cellar like room. Suddenly noises filled my ears and I descended the stairs to see a man in a leather jacket being pinned to the floor with the man or spirit I had been looking for pinned on top of him, hands pressed to his face muttering, "Don't be afraid. I am going to help you. I am going to make you all better." A single shot rang out as I pressed the trigger and the ghost disappeared as it was struck by salt fragments. The man quickly threw his lighter on the body in the cabinet. The ghost reappeared this time running at me but it burst into flames just before it could reach me.
The man turned to look at me but his eyes quickly darted to something behind me. Turning I saw the man who had been unconscious standing behind my. "You aren't going to try and kill me are you?" the man in the leather jacket asked the other. The other man shakily replied, "No."
"Good. 'Cause that would be awkward." the man in the leather jacket said shakily hauling himself from the floor.
I let out a snort, at that and the attention quickly returned to me. "Great now you are going to have a bunch of questions. Here let me cut you off. Yes, I did just save your life. No, you don't have to repay me, you are just in my debt. Yes, you are stupid for coming into a haunted asylum. No, you don't have enough common sense. Yes, I am a hunter like you, just a better one. My name in Annika, call me Annie. Yes, I am leaving now. Don't worry boys you will see me again." With that I left the room quickly leaving the asylum.
Sam glanced at Dean as the girl left. "Did I miss something important."
Dean just shook his head as if to clear it and replied, "Nope you pretty much just witnessed all of it."
Sam gave Dean a confused look but Dean just shook it off. "Lets go."
Annika wasn't really mentioned after that even though she lingered on the back of their minds. Sam thought of her as the woman whom Dean owed and in their profession that was a dangerous position. Dean however thought of her as the beautiful woman with long curly dark brown hair and bright blue eyes that had swept in and saved him. That in turn made him think of himself as a damsel in distress which made him stressed. All in all she weighed heavily on both their minds but they didn't see her for quite a while after that.