Supernatural
This takes place in the first season. Dean and Sam are headed to a case where a coed had just been killed the same way their mom and Jess were. And I know some things are inaccurate but that's just how I made it. Please leave a review.
As Dean and Sam Winchester drive into Tulsa late one Friday night, they can see the resemblance of their home town of Lawrence. They drive down Route 66 until they finally reach the University of Tulsa campus dressed as FBI agents. "Dean," Sam says in a worried tone, "Do you think this has any connection to me?"
Dean replies in his strong masculine voice, "We don't know anything yet and if it turns out it does, we will handle it just like dad would." Their father was still missing, and even though they had called him to tell him about this case, he never called back. He then turns the motor of; looks at Sam give him a nod and climbs out of the car. He knows Sam is scared about his fate but Dean doesn't want to show his pain so to not make Sam feel worse.
They grab their FBI badges and walk up to the apartment's porch to the cops. "FBI, we need to speak to your boss." The cops point them inside, but right before Dean went in he catches sight of a tall brunette coed with the lieutenant over by the ambulance.
When they first walked in everything seemed completely normal. There were three coats on the rack and a perfectly organized kitchen that smelled like 409 and limes. The atmosphere changed drastically once they hit the hall way, the air was still thick from the smoke and there was broken glass all over the floor. Once they went into the bedroom, they could tell what happened. The girl's body was completely burned up, all that was left was an outline one the celling.
"You guys got here fast." said the police chief, "We have nothing so far. We have no idea how this went down and the only witness is talking crazy. You can have a look around be there really isn't anything left."
Luckily the guys had already got what they were coming for; they knew that this had been done by Yellow Eyes. "We are going to need to talk to that witness." Sam stated, he then leaned over to dean and told him that he wanted to look for demonic signs in the area on his computer.
Dean strolled over to the ambulance as Sam headed back to the Impala to get on his lap-top. Once he got close enough to really see the lady, he immediately saw her beauty. She had collar bone length brown hair with big bright hazel eyes. When she noticed Dean, he felt that nothing else mattered except those sparking eyes. He was so distracted he tripped over the curb and stumbled a little. He tried to play it cool but it didn't really work. This made her give a slight smile yet her eyes still looked so sad.
When he got to her he said in a very strong, solid voice, "I understand you were roommates with the victim."
"Yea, I was just staying with her until she graduated," When she said this she started to cry again. Dean tried to make her feel better but he wasn't sure how. She finally stopped crying and asked, "Are you with the FBI?"
Automatically he said "Unfortunately yes," but he immediately regretted it. That was until he saw that small sad smile again.
"If you have come to call me crazy just leave because I know what I saw and it was not... human." Once she got real worked up he could hear the smallest country accent.
"Don't worry, whatever you say my partner and I will believe. We umm... specialize in the supernatural."
"Yeah, when you walked up I got the feeling that you deal with death a lot."
"That's weird because I got the same vibe from you."
In that instant every emotion on her face fell away and all that was left was the smeared mascara. Dean could tell that she was not pleased because his guess was true. Feeling a mixture of guilt and confusing, he blurted out "Do you want to get some coffee? To talk, so you I could get your statement." When he said this he sounded like a teenager asking a girl out, nervous and fast.
"Sure, anything to get away from here." Though she was able to hide it, she was actually excited but nervous to sit with him alone. "Hey, I never caught your name."
"It's Dean, Dean Winchester."
With a small sarcastic smirk she said, "My names Andy, Andy Sumners."
As they walked to Dean's car he stopped dead in his tracks, "Shoot, Sam is in the car."
"Oh, you know that's fine, I guess, unless you want me to drive us?"
She said hopefully.
"Yea, that would be great."
"Ok it's the red one over there." Dean looked over to the right where she was pointing and his jaw dropped. Sitting in front of him was a 1969 red camaro. When she noticed his excitement she smiled and said "It was Dylan's, my dad. This big boy has been my life since I was 17. What kind of car do you drive?" She was dying to know more about this guy.
"I drive a black 1967 Chevy impala."
"You're kidding right? That car is amazing. My neighbor used to have one, and I knew every inch of that car. Want to trade?" When she said this she gave him a little side smile and a cute wink. Seeing this made him want to scope her up in his arms and kiss her till the sun rose. Instead he held his self together and chuckled while getting into the passenger side.
Once her car started, the Foreigner CD that she had been listening to earlier started blaring "Waiting for a Girl like You". As she reaches for the volume to turn it down, Dean gently grasps her hand and starts belting out the song. Laughing, she joins in as she pulls out of the parking lot. The only thought in her mind at this moment was how perfect his smile was.
When they arrived at the little 24 hour diner, they found a booth that was isolated from everyone else.
"So Andy, tell me everything that happened." Said Dean after the waitress had brought them their coffee.
Andy looked up from her coffee. "Ok, so because I can tell you obviously deal with weird shit every day, I will tell you everything I know about what's really out in the world because honey, it's a long list."
Dean seemed a little confused but he wanted the whole story so she began. "Let me start at the very beginning so you don't get lost. When I was born my mother, her name was Sydney, died in labor so my birth father raised me until I was five. Then one day he took me to day care, told me he loved me and to always believe in my destiny and then was never seen again. Once the people from the day care realized my dad was never coming back they took me to an orphanage where I stayed for a year. Finally a nice young couple, Katherine and Dylan Harmon, adopted me. I lived a normal life in LA until I was sixteen and Dylan cheated on Katherine with one of his psychology student. This really broke the family apart." She paused because this part made her sad. "That's when I started going through a really bad phase and so we ended up moving to South Carolina into this really nice old house. Oh, but when we were with the realtor she told us that the last owners had died in this house, which at the time I thought was really cool." She talk really fast when she started about her dad like she didn't want to talk about him.
"Wait so it was haunted?"
"Yes, but it was more than just that. I eventually found out that everyone who had ever died on the property's ghost was stuck there forever."
"Holy shit and you lived there! Then what happened?" Dean was starting to get really interested and was losing his normally hard composure. He could tell that she was starting to get excited too.
"It turned out that there where about 20 ghosts in that house, some worse than others. After being in the house for about a mouth, Dylan's mistress-"
"Wait, why do you call them by their first names?"
"It's kind of a habit, when I was little I called them mom and dad, but when I got older I went through a very rebellious phase so I refused to call them my parents. I was a terrible teenager. The only reason I didn't run off with a guy was because of Maddie... She was the only family I had left."
"I'm sorry you lost her, bad things always happened to good people."
Dean's eyes were tearing up so he looked away. All he could think about was Sammy.
"Yea or bad people hurt them..." She started to cry so Dean walked her back to her car. Sobbing she said, "It's my fault I could have prevented this, I have prevented all of it!"
"What are you talking about; it's not your fault. You can't blame yourself for something a demon did." He did not realize what he had just said until it was too late.
Andy suddenly turned her radio off and looked at his in astonishment.
"I never said it was a demon." She paused and analyzed his every feature. "You know who did this. You knew and didn't tell me! You-you bastard, I trusted you! Shit..." Looking away she could feel her rage diminishing. As she looked up she immediately saw the guilt and confusion in Dean's eyes. "Sorry I yelled, I have-"
"How do you know about demons?" Dean said interrupting her.
"Well, I haven't exactly gotten to that point in my story..." She looked pretty guilty and startled which made Dean feel bad.
"You can explain later if you want." He looked at Andy with his big brown eyes and asking hopefully, "Do you have any place to stay tonight because my brother and I have a hotel room over on 11th if you need a place."
Andy's eyes still looked sad but she smiled and said, "That would be great."
By the time they got to the little cheap hotel, Andy started feeling better and was laughing and smiling at all of Deans dorky stories about Sam when they were little. Before Dean opened the door he warned her that Sam might seem a little distant but that's just because he is having a hard time being back on the road. Andy was a little confused but brushed it off and went inside.
Sam was bent over his laptop which had papers and news articles all around him. Before he even looked up he said, "Hey, what took so long. I was able to find a lot of signs that Yellow Eyes was here, but he seems to have dropped off the map after the fire." While he was still looking at his computer, Andy saw that he seemed a little too concentrated on his work as if he was trying not to let his mind wander. Dean cleared his throat and Sam looked up. When he saw Andy standing there he quickly looked away and asked rudely "Are you going to need me to go out for a while? I'm tired of you spending our cash on-" He paused and looked up again at Andy right as she realized what he was implying.
She didn't want to seem rude but she couldn't help it. She smiled and said, "Hi Sam, Dean has told me a lot about you." She gave him a sarcastic smile and continued. "Oh and by the way I'm not some bimbo your brother brought back to fuck, I'm the 26 year old girl who just saw her best friend burn to death on her celling! I should be leaving." Saying that last part to Dean and giving him a real smile.
Sam was shocked. He felt so bad that he couldn't come up with the right words so all he said was "Stay". Dean could feel his guilt so he jumped on the opportunity to ask if Andy could sleep in Sam's bed while he slept on the couch. All that came out of Sam's mouth was "Yes".
The next morning woke up before the boys so she left a note and went down the street to get them all coffee. When she got back, Dean was still in bed but Sam was back on his computer. He looked up as she handed him his coffee.
"Thanks," while turning his computer off and looking at her he asked, "So what all did Dean tell you?"
"He told me that you have been looking for the thing that killed Maddie and that you hunt...things, like unnatural things."
This really confused Sam because Dean was the one that never old anyone what was really out there. "Did you know about demons before Dean said anything?"
"Unfortunately yes." She knew this confused him, "I've had a uhhh very eventful life." She laughed at how stupid she sounded, this made Sam smile. He knew that she had had a hard time with what happened to her friend but there was something more than just that.
"I don't know if Dean told you, but whatever killed your friend is the same thing that killed our mother and my girlfriend." He said this to try and show his sympathy but he felt dumb saying it out loud.
"That's terrible." She looked down like she had something else to add. Before she said anything else she looked over at Dean to see if he was awake yet. When she looked back at Sam, he looked so young and innocent but she knew that he could never have a normal life. "This is going to sound dumb but did you have any uh... weird dreams before the, you know, fires?"
Sam's face was completely blank. This was the first time in a long time that she couldn't figure out what he was thinking. He finally opened his mouth and said "You mean like dreams about what was going to happen to Jess..."
"Yes."
His face lit up but then fell again. "I thought I was the only one. I thought there was something wrong with me."
"Well now we know there is something wrong with us. Does Dean know?"
"No and I don't want him to ever find out. He would freak."
"Well I'm glad I didn't tell him that or the rest of the weird shit I can do."
"Wait, there's more?"
"Oh, so is the dreams the only thing you can do?"
"Dream, it was one dream that I had for a whole week before it happened. What are you talking about?" By now Sam was questioning if he should have found out more about her before confiding in her.
"I've kind of had a lot dreams that come true, more than just the Maddie one. They started a week before my adoptive parents died."
"When did they die?" Sam was scared to know the answer but he didn't show it.
"They started 9years ago when I was 17. Sam, that's not all I can do..." Her features looked trusting but worried. Before Sam could say anything else Dean sat up and yawned. So he left it at "We will talk later."
She muttered "Maybe" under her breath so Dean couldn't hear. Andy stood up and took the mildly warm coffee over to Dean. Sitting next to him, she asked "Now what?"
The still tired Dean wasn't really thinking right yet, so he said,
"Sam and I are going to go back on the road."
"I think I should come with you," just flew out of her mouth and shattered when it hit Sam.
"But it's dangerous." Sam practically yelled it.
"Guys, I've been through worse. All I want to do is hunt down and kill the thing that hurt my friend and after that I will never bother you again."
"Andy, no" he said softly because he wasn't quite sure if he didn't want her to come.
Dean suddenly became aware of what was happening. "Sam, she can come if she wants. Anyways we've been spending too much time together; we could use a new partner."
Andy hugged Dean really tight and whispered thank you in his ear. "I'm going to have to get some stuff from the dorms. What are we going to do with my car?"
"Sam, do you think we could just drop it off at Bobby's. He is only a couple hours away."
Andy asked "Bobby Singer?" sounding surprised before Sam could reply.
"Yup, how do you know him?"
"Dean, we never got to that part of the story. Come let's go before the roads get too crowded."
They got in the cars, Sam and Dean in the impala with Andy in her camaro, and drove to the campus. Andy ran inside real fast and soon came out with only one bag.
"Is that all?" Dean yelled.
"Yea, I travel around a lot so I always keep most of my stuff in the car." Once again this confused the brothers but they didn't say anything. They drove all day to Bobby's house with Andy following behind.
