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Chapter One
Dean glanced at Sam and rolled his eyes, it was only a witch hunt. Not that he liked witches don't get him wrong all the dead things they just leave lying about and all, but Sam looked like he was packing for the end of world.
"Sammy. Do you seriously think that we'll need all that stuff??" Dean questioned as Sam continued to stick everything with in arms reach into the bag.
"Just want to be prepared." Sam muttered. To be honest Sam didn't even know why he was packing all these things, when had they ever used silver bullets on a witch hunt but he continued packing them anyways.
"Prepared for what Sam?? The second coming??" Sam grunted as he put the last few things in his duffle. Sam pulled the zipper closed and swung the bag over his shoulder as he walked past Dean and out to the waiting Impala. Sam had a weird feeling about tonight, there was something that Dean and him didn't know, something that was bugging him but he would never admit that to Dean, he'd just tease him about woman's intuition and how ridiculous he was being.
Dean slid into the drivers seat, "Ready to go Samantha?" Dean teased with his typical smirk. Now it was Sam's turn to roll his eyes. They were nearing the woods when Dean reached over and turned off the stereo, letting the sounds of Queen drift into the night.
"You excited Sammy? First witch hunt we've had in awhile. And one of the most straight forward, should be pretty simple."
"I guess" Sam replied still feeling anxious about something. If only he could guess what it was.
"Guess? You getting antsy, Nancy Drew?" Dean laughed.
"Whatever Dean. Lets just get this over with and find some real hunting." Dean smirked as he pulled the car to the edge of the woods and grabbed his duffle from the back. Sam followed suit adding a few extra things to his backpack. About a mile into the woods Sam was really kicking himself over adding all those extra things to his load, he was carrying at least 15 extra pounds of weight. He really was a girl.
Another mile into the woods the boys were getting close to their target and both were in hunting mode. Sam and Dean both had flashlights and guns at the ready. The cottage or should I say mansion came into view very quickly slightly raising the boys pulses. The house was surrounded by an old and rusted wrought iron fence. Instead of using the gate which would have alerted the old hag to their whereabouts they easily jumped the fence and slowly made their way through the garden. Dean glanced at Sam and then toed at a plant on the ground, Sam glanced down, he hadn't seen this kind of plant in a long time, it was only used in very old magic. Sam raised his eyebrows at Dean who tightened his grip on his gun. Sam and Dean reached the front door and slowly pushed it open finding that it wasn't locked. In the middle of the front room was a young beautiful woman. She had long black hair, her skin was slightly tanned, and her nose was softly dusted with freckles. Her big chestnut brown eyes were brimming with tears as she sat in the middle of the floor. Dean took this all in in as instant and was quickly by her side.
"What happened? Are you alright?" Dean asked as his eyes took on a much softer look then Sam was used to seeing. The girl hiccupped softly as she tried to answer Dean.
"She-she's commmminngg." The girl cried leaning into Dean. Dean put both his arms around the girl trying to quiet her down while giving Sam a look that said as plain as day, 'Now what'?
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