Summary: Stacey's father died when she was only 6 months old, The same way Sam and Dean's mother had died. Stacey has known the Winchesters her entire life, until one night changed everything. Her mother was killed by one of the many supernatural things she hunts. A demon. She hasn't seen or spoken to the Winchesters after that horrible accident that happened almost 10 years ago. Donna, who is now the only family she has, wants to find the missing brothers, Donna has been acting strange lately. And now Stacey believes Donna is hiding something, but what could it be and why does she want to find the brothers so badly after 10 years of being apart?

(I know summary sucks! :P)

A/N: Hey guys! This will be my first ever Supernatural Fan Fiction. YAY! I am really excited about this. So please review and let me know what you guys think! ok. Anything from the good the bad and the down right HORRIBLE! lol Just let me know what ya'll liked about the story and things I need to correct! Like I said this is my first fan fiction for SPN. I absolutely love this show!

I've had this idea for a few months actually. This will probably take place during the beginning of season 2 and on from there. I know some of this stuff has been done before but I will try my best to try and change up a few things that was in the show and put some of my own ideas into the story. First chapter is called Nightmare. I guess I got the idea from episode 1:14 Nightmares.

Disclaimer: As You already know...Sam and Dean does not belong to me *cries* but Stacey and Donna are mine! MINE! *ahem* so if you guys want to use them in a story please let me know! :D I would love them to be in another story!

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Chapter 1: Nightmares.

Stacey pov:

"Why didn't you kill it?" John told his younger son Sam who was behind wheel of his eldest son's car. John winced in pain as he spoke.

Sam looked in the rear view and saw Dean seating in the back seat covered in blood, but still conscious.

Sam put his eyes back on the road. "Listen dad...We still have the colt, we still have the one bullet left..." Sam never got to finish his sentence.

An 18 wheeler came into view and collided into the much smaller car.

~SUPERNATURAL~SUPERNATURAL~SUPERNATURAL~SUPERNATURAL~SUPERNATURAL~

I woke up in a cold sweat with my head pounding hard and my heart racing. I quickly sat up, only making the pounding that I felt in my head worse. I wiped the remaining drips of sweat that was running down my face. I looked around and notice that I was back in the hotel room Donna and I were staying in for the night. I sighed. "It was just a dream, right? I mean it had to be, just one weird nightmare." I reassured myself, but it's been nearly 10 years since I last seen the Winchesters, so why did I dream about the now older looking hunters? Not only that, but why did I dream about them in a car accident?

I got out of bed, making sure not to wake up Donna and made my way to the hotel bathroom. Ever since that horrible night, I never did stop thinking about the 2 brothers and their father John. Besides my sister and my mother, Sam and Dean were like family. I've known them ever since I was 7, and even though John had 2 sons of his own, he took the role of being a father figure for both me and Donna. He and mom were really close friends or maybe more than friends. Hell they we're always together. My father died back when I was only 6 months old in some weird house fire. Me, my sister and my mother were lucky to have made it out alive, but it was the way he died that scared mom the most. She claimed that dad was pinned to the ceiling of my nursery room. She saw him there and then ceiling had just burst into flames. Everyone thought that mom was crazy, but Mom was pretty damn sure something had killed dad. It was my father's death that lead mom, Donna, and I into hunting.

She was right. Something did kill dad. Not only did it happened to us, but the same thing had happened to Sam and Deans mother, Mary Winchester. She was John's wife. She died when Sam was 6 months old. The same age I was when My dad had died.

Before mom found out about the mysterious connection between John's wife and dad's death, she ran into John during a hunt in Arizona. Mom got hurt pretty bad, luckily John was there on the same case as mom was and helped her out, even though she claimed she had it under control. Mom was always the stubborn one.

After their meeting and knowing on how dad and Mary had died, mom decided to befriend John and stick around with him for a couple of days. That's how Donna and I met Sam and Dean, but who would have thought that a couple of days would turn into 5 years? It wasn't clear if mom and John liked each other or if they were just friends, but as long as we were together, we felt like a family.

Over the 5 years of being together, we had became really close. Mom and John would go out on hunts, while Donna and Dean would watch Sam and I at one of the hotels we would be staying at for that night.

But it was that horrible night 10 years ago that suddenly broke us apart.

Mom had died. Not died, but killed by the same thing that killed dad.

Donna thought it would be good idea to leave and have a fresh start after the accident.

So we left.

It was a terrible idea. She knew things wouldn't be the same after mom died, but she was only 17 at the time. She really didn't know what to do. She just thought it would be best for me. Not really.

Of course Donna took it the hardest. So did John. Donna never showed her true feelings, but I knew she was hurting. She knew mom better than anyone, even better than me. Donna and mom were always close. Everything mom told her, Donna would do it. Like mother like daughter is how I liked to put it. Mom and I were never really close, but we still loved each other, and I miss her.

I sat on the edge of the bathtub and thought about the night that changed both our families lives forever. I don't remember much, but the bits and pieces of that night's reenactment was slowly forming into my thoughts.

I remember waking up as if I'd been asleep for years.

I never forgot the blood. There was a lot of it.

I was sitting in it, but there wasn't a scratch on me, so whose blood was it?

I remembered Donna rushing over to my side and hugging me and never letting go as she cried into my ears.

That's when I saw her.

Mom.

She was dead.

I stared at my mom's dead body.

While the tears that were forming in my eyes, slowly ran down my face.

I quickly shook the thoughts out of my head. I noticed tears forming on the corners of my eyes. I rewashed my face for the 5th time and turned off the bathroom light. I quietly got back into bed. I didn't want to wake up Donna. I didn't want her to worry about me or know about the strange dream I just had. But the one strange thing that struck me the most was that the dream looked very vivid and real, as if I had front row seats and I had seen it all in person. The car, the blood, the screeching of tire and twisting metal, looked all to real.

At that moment, my head started to pound again. I groaned silently and began to rub my temples. Trying to relive the pain. I've been having these headaches now for what seemed like a couple of months now, but tonight, was even worse than it was before.

The pain in my head worsened. I tried my best to go back to sleep and forget about the pain that was drilling in my head, but couldn't. I sweating again, but this time from the pain. Tears welled in my eyes from the agonizing pain. It got more and more worse, until suddenly it stopped. As quickly as it came, it quickly went away. I opened my eyes and was breathing hard again. I place a hand on my sweat beaded forehead.

'What was that?' I thought. That kind of thing never happened to me before.

A single tear fell from my face. "What is going on?" I whispered.

A/N: So there it is! my first chapter of my first SPN fan fic! I really don't like this chapter as much! I'm hoping the next chapter will be better! :P but if you guys liked it please let me know! REVIEW!

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