This story starts at Season 2 Episode 1.
I saw a car totaled on the side of the road with a semi that seemed to have just hit it. And I saw an older mad walk slowly up to the driver's door."Sir, you shouldn't be moving!" I yelled as I grabbed him by the shoulder and made him face me.
He had black eyes.
"Son of a bitch." I said as I grabbed the small silver bottle of holy water from my back pocket. He punched me and I flew back and hit the dirt.
Hard.
I reached for the container again, but couldn't find it.
"Looking for this?" The old man asked holding the container. I ran at him, but he took out a pocket knife and cut my cheek. I kicked him in the chest and grabbed my holy water. I was about to pour it on him when a familiar looking guy stepped out of the car and held out a gun.
"Step away. Or I shoot." He said.
"You wouldn't waste your last bullet, would you?" The demon asked.
"Wanna bet?" The guy said before the demon flew out of the old man's mouth.
"Did-did I do this?" The old man asked.
"This is all a dream. You will go into your truck and go to sleep." I said looking into the man's eyes.
"Are you okay?" I asked the guy with the gun.
"Yeah. Get him out of the back seat. I'll get my dad." He said walking over to the passenger side of the car.
"Okay. Try to stop the bleeding with your dad." I said as I put my hands on this guys temples.
"Head trauma." I whispered to myself before I whispered a spell.
I didn't get to finish the chant because I had a pain in my head.
"Hey, are you okay?" The man asked.
"Yeah. How's your dad?" I asked running over to him.
"Unconscious. Like my brother." He said.
"Okay, umm, call 911. They need a hospital." I said looking at the older man's face.
"Johnny Boy." I whispered.
The Next Day:Hospital
"Hey." I heard from the door way.
I looked behind me to see Sam Winchester leaning against the door frame.
"Hi." I replied looking back to my laptop.
"How are you doing?" Sam asked.
"Why are you asking me that?" I asked. "I'm not the one in a hospital bed."
"Sorry." He said. "I'm Sam." He said sitting across from me.
"I know. I'm Ally." I said
"How-how do you know my dad?" He asked.
"He trained me. You know, to hunt demons and stuff." I replied.
"Really? He's never mentioned an Ally." Sam said.
"Didn't expect him to mention me." I said standing up.
"How's your brother?" I asked.
"They don't think he's gonna wake up." He said.
"I'm so sorry." I said.
"Don't be. You didn't cause it." Sam said.
I saw something move from the corner of my eye. I looked over to see Dean sitting in a chair in the corner of the room. Watching us.
"Sam what are you talking about. He's right there." I said pointing to Dean.
"Who?" Sam asked.
"Dean! He's sitting in the chair right there." I said.
"Nooo. He's in a coma. Down the hall." He replied. "Are you sure you're alright?"
"Yeah. I'm fine." I said.
"Ally." Johnny called out.
"I'll be back." I said to him.
I walked out of the room and into Dean's room. He was laying there with a tube down his throat.
I turned around to see Dean right there.
"You can see me?" He asked.
"Yeah." I said.
"Why? How?" He asked.
"How the hell am I suppose to know?" I said.
"Sam can't see me, the doctors can't see me, but you can. So here's the million dollar question. What are you?" Dean questioned.
"What do you mean what am I? I'm human just like you." I replied.
"The doctors are human, too. Clearly your not." Dean said.
Then the ground started rumbling.
"What is that?" I asked as I started walking toward the door.
I peeked my head out into the hallway before a ghost figure came flying toward my head.
"Woah!" I exclaimed before leaning back.
"You saw that too didn't you?" I asked Dean.
"Yeah. What was that thing?" He asked.
"Let's find out." I said as I started walking toward the direction it went in.
We heard someone struggling to breathe so we ran into the room.
"Help." The woman kept on saying.
"Someone help please!" I yelled.
Dean went over to the woman and I ran toward the doctor and nurse that were in the hall.
"The lady needs help." I said.
"Woah. What lady, miss?" The doctor asked.
"Follow me!" I yelled as I ran back into the room.
The woman was still and Dean looked back at me.
three hours later: Hospital
I sat next to the bed talking to Johnny Boy about some of the jobs I went on until Sam walked in looking pissed.
"You're quiet." Johnny commented.
Sam turned around and dropped the duffel bag onto the bed.
"You think I wouldn't find out?" Sam asked.
"What?" Johnny questioned.
"That stuff from Bobby. You don't use to ward off a demon, you use it to summon one." Sam said angrily. "You're planning on summoning the demon here and having a macho showdown aren't you?"
"Are you crazy?" I said to Johnny.
"I have a plan, Sam." Johnny said ignoring my comment.
"That's my point!" Sam yelled. "Dean is dying and you have a plan! You care more on killing this demon then saving your own son!"
"Guys don't do this." Dean said.
"Do not tell me how I feel. I am doing this for Dean." Johnny said.
"How?" Sam asked. "How is revenge gonna help him? You're not thinking about anyone but yourself. It's the same selfish obsession."
"Come on guys. Dont do this." Dean said.
"That's funny. I thought this was your obsession, too." Johnny said. "This demon killed your mother. Killed your girlfriend You begged me to be apart of this hunt! Now if you killed that son of a bitch when you had a chance we wouldn't be in this mess."
"It was possessing you. I would have killed you too." Sam yelled.
"Yeah and your brother would be awake!" Johnny yelled.
"Stop!" I yelled.
They stopped and looked at me.
"Fighting won't help Dean." I said.
"Ally stay out of this." Johnny said.
"Go to hell." Sam said his attention back on his dad.
"Shut up!" Dean yelled before he hit the glass of water on Johnny's tray and it slammed onto the floor.
They stopped and looked at it.
"Ally?" Johnny asked looking at me.
"It wasn't me." I said.
Then the rumbling happened again. Dean fell onto his knees.
"Something's going on out there." Johnny said.
I looked at Dean on the ground then to Sam. He was headed toward the door. I followed him to Dean's room. In the room there were doctors and nurses surrounding Dean. He wasn't breathing.
I looked at Sam and he looked like he was about to breakdown.
"No." He kept on saying.
I grabbed his hand and watched as the doctors tried to start Dean's heart up again. Then I saw the ghost figure again. It was floating over Dean's body.
"Get away from me!" Dean yelled before running and grabbing onto the thing's arm.
The thing flew out of the room and Dean went out into the hall.
I looked at Sam and saw him breathe out a sigh in relief.
"Don't worry Sammy. I'm not going anywhere. That thing was some kind of spirit. And I was able to grab it. If I can grab it, I can kill it." Dean said.
Sam snapped his head toward Dean like he could hear him. Then Dean took off down the hall.
"Come on. Let's get back to your dad." I said tugging on Sam's hand then letting go to walk back into Johnny's room.
I sat down into the chair I was just in.
"What was it?" Johnny Boy asked.
"It was Dean." Sam said walking back into the room.
"His heart stopped. But he's okay now." I said.
"Define okay." Sam said. "The weird thing was, I-I felt something."
"What did it feel like?" Johnny asked.
"It-it felt like Dean. Like he was there, like out of eyeshot or something. I don't know if it's my psychic thing or what but-" Sam said.
"Wait." I interrupted. "What psychic thing?"
"Um, I'll explain later." Sam said before continuing.
"Anyway. Do you think it's possible? Do you think his spirit is around?" He asked.
"Anything's possible." Johnny Boy said.
"Well there's only one way to find out." Sam said as he turned around.
"Where are you going?" Johnny asked.
"I got to go pick something up. I'll be back." He replied.
"Wait, Sam." Johnny Boy said. "I promise that I won't hunt this demon. Not until we know that Dean's okay."
Sam nodded and left.
"So Johnny Boy. What have you been doing since I left." I said after a minute of silence.
"You know I hate it when you call me Johnny Boy." He commented.
"I know. That's why I like calling you that." I said with a smirk.
"I've been following the demon. Now, how are your powers? Is it easier to control?" Johnny asked.
"Yeah. It's easier. But sometimes when I get too emotional they just go haywire." I said.
We went silent for a few minutes before I spoke up.
"You are going to hunt this thing right now aren't you." I asked.
"Not exactly." Johnny replied.
"What do you mean not exactly?"
"You're just gonna have to wait and see like everyone else." He said before standing up. "You are going to go get something to drink got it? You didn't know that I left." He said.
"Okay." I said before getting up and leaving the room.
I bought a bottle of water and started walking toward Dean's room. When I walked in Sam was on the ground with a board and Dean was right across from him.
"Hi." I said.
"I have to talk to dad." Sam said standing up.
"Why?" I asked.
"A Reaper is after Dean." He said before leaving the room.
"Was that the thing we saw?" I asked Dean.
"Yeah." He replied.
I left the room and went to Johnny's room to see Sam standing there looking at the bed.
"Where is he?" Sam asked.
"I-I don't know." I answered.
"You were with him last." He said as he turned around.
"I went to go get a drink, I didn't know he was going to leave!" I lied.
"Come on." He said to me before grabbing Johnny's journal from the table and walking to Dean's room.
I stood by the window where the spirit Dean was standing and Sam went to the bed.
"So dad wasn't in his room. But his journal was, maybe there's something in here that will help you." Sam said opening the book.
Dean walked toward the bed, "Thanks for not giving up on me, Sammy." He said.
Sam turned to a page with Reapers on it and both him and Dean started to read.
"Son of a bitch." Dean said before he left the room.
An hour later: Dean's room
"Dean are you here?" Sam asked. "I couldn't find anything in the book, but I'll keep trying. As long as you keep fighting. I mean, come on, you can't leave me here alone with dad. We'll kill each other. You know that. Dean, you got to hold on. You can't leave yet. We were just starting to be brothers again. Can you hear me Dean?"
"He's not here right now." I said.
"How do you know?" Sam questioned as he turned to face me.
"Because I can... see him." I said.
"How can you see him?" He asked.
"I don't know! That's what he asked me!" I exclaimed.
"You're the only one who can see him. Why!" Sam yelled before Johnny ran into the room.
"Because she's special." He said.
"Special how?" Sam asked.
"She's a witch." Johnny said.
"And you didn't kill her?" Sam asked.
"She's not like the others." Johnny replied.
"How?"
"I don't want to be evil. I watched my mom kill so many people when I was younger, I just didn't want to be like her. She-she told me she had plans for me. But I didn't stay long enough for her to start them." I said.
"People choose to become a witch, they aren't born one." Sam commented.
"I didn't choose. Both of my parents chose to become a witch, so naturally I was born one." I replied.
"Ally has special powers. Unlike the others she can heal people. And make herself look different." Johnny said.
"That's why my mom had plans for me. I was more powerful than the others." I said.
"So you aren't going to kill us." Sam asked.
"Of course not. Johnny Boy helped me. I don't want to hurt people, I want to hunt down the monsters that hurt them." I said.
Then we heard a gasp. We looked over to see Dean's eyes open and him breathing heavily.
"Dean!" Sam exclaimed.
Then Dean started choking on the tube that was down his throat.
"Help! I need help in here!" Sam yelled.
"I'll be right back." Johnny said leaving the room.
The next day: Hospital
"I don't understand." The Doctor said. "Your vitals a good. No more epidema, the internal contusions are healed. You got some kind of angel watching over you boy."
"Thanks, Doc." Dean said.
"You said a Reaper was after me?" Dean questioned Sam.
"Yeah." Sam answered.
"How did I ditch it?" Dean asked.
"You got me." Sam replied.
"Now the real question is, who are you?" Dean asked looking at me.
"I'm Ally." I said standing up.
Then we heard a knock on the door.
"How are you feeling?" Johnny Boy asked from the door way.
"Fine I guess." Dean answered. "I'm alive."
"That's all that matters." Johnny said.
"Where did you go. You left when Dean woke up." Sam asked.
"There was something I had to do real quick." He replied.
"Well that's specific." Sam commented.
"Guys, can we not do this right now?" Dean asked.
"Dean's right. Can we not fight? Half of the time I don't even know what we're fighting about, just, butting heads. I just want us to stop fighting." Johnny Boy said.
"Dad, are you all right?" Sam asked.
"Yeah. Just tired. Do you and Ally mind getting me a cup of coffee?" Johnny replied.
"Yeah, sure. Come on Ally." Sam said to me.
"Okay." I said leaving with Sam.
"I'm sorry that I lashed out on you earlier. I guess I was really worried about Dean." Sam said.
"It's fine. You had your reason to question me. I was freaked out that I was the only one who could see Dean." I replied.
"Did-did you see the Reaper?" Sam asked.
"Yeah. It looked like one of the movie ghosts. Green, floats, cloth hanging off of it. It creeped me out." I said.
"So... what are you going to do now? Go with my dad?" Sam asked.
"Actually, um, I was thinking about going with you and Dean. Ya know after we kill the demon. Johnny Boy told me that if I ever saw you guys, that I should stay with you. Help fight with you guys." I said.
"I think that would be great. But one thing still bothers me." He said.
"What?" I asked.
"Dad said you could heal. Why couldn't you heal them after you found us?" Sam asked.
"I can only heal small wounds, like cuts. But Johnny told me that if I practice more that I could heal more things like bones, or concussions. I tried healing Dean, I really did, but I'm just not able to. It hurt trying to heal him." I said.
"Oh. You tried though. That's good." He said getting in line for the coffee.
"I felt like if I would have tried harder he wouldn't have ended up in a coma." I said as he grabbed the coffee and we headed back to the room.
"It wasn't your fault." He said as we ended up in a comfortable silence.
We walked by Johnny's hospital room and Sam stopped.
"Sam?" I asked.
"Dad." He said before he dropped the coffee.
I looked and saw Johnny Boy laying on the ground. We ran into the room and kneeled by him.
"Help!" Sam yelled, "Please!"
"Come on Johnny Boy wake up." I whispered.
The doctors and nurses ran into the room and hooked Johnny up and tried to start his heart up.
Sam walked in with Dean and we watched as they tried to bring him back.
"Okay. Let's call it." The doctor said.
"Time of death. 10:41am."