Disclaimer: I ONLY OWN PEYTON

Disclaimer: I ONLY OWN PEYTON!!

Summary: Peyton is a hunter with powers and she meets Sam and Dean Winchester. What will happen?

I sat in a small cafe in Greenville Ohio. I was searching for information on the attacks that had been going on in the town on my laptop. Sitting back in my seat as I waited for the local newspaper website to download, I look around as I took a sip of my coffee. There weren't that many people in here. Of course this was a small town and a lot of people were a little shook up over the attacks, so it wasnt that unusual.
There was a couple of old ladies sitting towards the back gossiping, a lady in her mid-30s maybe by the counter eating a scone and reading the paper, but the ones that caught my eye were the two guys over by the front window.
The guy with his back turned to me look about 26 or 27. He had spiked up dark blonde to light brown hair and was wearing a brown leather jacket with jeans. The guy that was sitting across from him really caught my attention. He was tall, had brown slightly shaggy hair and dark brown eyes. He had three really cute freckles on his face: one to the left of his nose, one to the right of his mouth, and one to the right of his chin. He looked a bit younger than the other guy. He looked around my age; 22 or 23. He laughed at something that the other guy said and then looked at me. I slowly look the other way, acting like I was just scanning the room before I returned my attention to the computer.
I set my coffee down and started searching for the articles on the attacks. I secretly glanced over at the guy again to see him still looking at me. The guy that he was with waved his hand in front of the guy's face and then looked in the direction that he was looking at. He saw me and smiled, then turned around and said something to the cute one that made him frown and playfully punch him in the arm.
I laughed and returned my attention back to my laptop. I scanned the article. Found in the woods, maimed and looked like it was attacked by rabid wolves. But there were no wolves nearby. Okay, so werewolf maybe? I'll have to check it out. I thought as I took in the report. I closed my laptop and finished up my coffee. I stood up and put my laptop back in my black messengers bag and slung it over my shoulder. I left a tip on the table and walked past the table that the two guys were sitting at on the way out. I hooked a left when I got outside so that I walked past the guys table. I looked from the corner of my eye and saw the cute one watching me as I walked past.
I smiled to myself before looking to see if there was any traffic and crossed the street to my black '69 Dodge Charger and climbed in. I set my bag on the passengers seat and started the car up. I look to see if there was any cars coming before I pulled onto the street and headed back to the motel that I was staying in.

I pulled into the parking lot of the motel and parked in front of my room. I turned the car off and grabbed my bag. I got out of my car and walked up to the door. I pulled the room key out of my pocket and slipped it into the lock. I turned and opened the door. Sitting my bag down on the table by the door as I came in. I went over to the dresser and took my journal out of the top drawer. I took it over to the table and sat down. I flipped through the pages until I came to the part about werewolves.
Getting out my laptop again, I opened it up and decided that I needed more information. So I started to hack into the police records. About 15 minutes later, I was in. I scanned the report of the attacks and found that all of the victims were attacked in the same spot during the full moon cycles. Well, if that doesnt signify werewolves, dont know what does. I also saw that all of the victims were female and in their early 20s. Great, it has a type and I just happen to fit into that. Isn't this just fan-fricking-tastic! I thought as I shut my laptop off and leaned back in my chair.
I looked at the calendar in the back of my journal. If I want to do this, I gotta do this tonight. Or tomorrow. I'm not going to let anyone else die. I thought as I took out the small hunting knife that I kept in a holder around my ankle at all times and began to play with it.

It was reaching 8:00 at night. I was dressed in a tight black long sleeved shirt and dark jeans with black boots. I had braided my long dark brown hair into two braids. I pulled my brown leather jacket on and made sure that the tranquilizer gun that I was bringing was loaded and that I had spares in my jacket pocket. I slipped the tranq gun into the back of my jeans and left the motel room. Opening the door to my charger, I slipped in and closed the door. I made sure that the ropes were in the back seat before putting the keys in the ignition and starting the car up. I pulled out of the parking lot and turned left towards the woods on the outskirts of town.
It was a 10 minute drive there. I parked my car off the side of the road and got out. I grabbed the rope and stuffed them into my jacket pockets. I also got a small flashlight out of my glove compartment. I turned the flashlight on and headed into the woods where the attacks had been taking place.
I crept along quietly, keeping my ears open for the werewolf. I kept my flashlight low to the ground so it wouldn't be too noticeable. I heard a rustling behind me. I put my hand behind my back and slowly grabbed the tranq gun out of my jeans. I brought it forward and kept it low and pointed towards the ground. I heard the rustling again and I turned towards the sound. I saw a figure leap at me and tackle me to the ground. I flipped them over and shone my light on them. It was the cute guy from the caf earlier. "What the hell?!" I yelled out as the other guy tackled me from behind. I flipped him over me and quickly stood up to face both of them. "What in God's name are you two doing out here?" I yelled at them. I noticed that they were both holding guns as well, only theirs looked like the kind that used bullets.
"We could ask you the same question." Said the older one. I raised an eyebrow at them and frowned.
"Well I asked first, so you answer first." I said cockily. The two guys looked at each other before the younger one answered.
"We're investigating the attacks that have been going on here." He said.
I heard the older one groan and mumble. "Oh yeah, she's not going to be freaked out at all."
I felt a wave of relief rush over me and I lowered my tranquilizer gun. "Oh, well then we're here for the same reason. Do you guys know what it is?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. I looked from one to the other.
"Um, well...we think that it's maybe a...wendigo." Said the younger one while nervously scratching his neck. I started laughing.
"I told you that she'd think that we were nuts." Said the older one. I calmed myself and responded.
"I don't think that you're crazy, just stupid." I told them. They both raised their eyebrows at me. "Okay, that's not what I meant. I mean that you're stupid to think that it's a wendigo. I mean didn't you guys notice the patterns. It only attacks during the full moon cycle. Meaning that it's a..."
"Werewolf." The cute one finished for me. I smiled at him.
"Bingo. So, I'm assuming that you're both hunters." I said. They both nodded at me. "Do you have names?" I asked jokingly.
"Right. I'm Dean, and this is my little brother Sam." Said the older one as he held his hand out for me to shake. I stepped forward and grasped it.
"Nice to meet you both. I'm Peyton." I said as I shook his hand. Dean had a cocky smile on his face as I let go.
"So, back to this werewolf. Where do you think it is?" Sam asked me.
"Well, it should be somewhere around." I got cut off by a growling and the being tackled by the werewolf as it leapt over Sam and Dean's heads. It pushed me to the ground and as I fell, I pulled my legs up to my chest. When I landed on my back, I planted my feet on its chest and pushed, sending it flying over me. I heard a thud and a yelp as it hit the tree. With my feet still in the air, I brought them down quickly towards the ground, pulling myself into a standing position.
I scooped the tranq gun off the ground and spun around. Just as it was getting ready to leap at me again, I shot it twice in the chest with tranquilizer darts. The werewolf fell backwards to the ground. I looked over my shoulder at the guys and smiled at them. They were both standing there with their mouths slightly agape. I shook my head and walked over to the werewolf. I knelt down next to it and rolled it over. I took the ropes out of my pockets and tied its hands and feet together and then those two ropes together.
"What are you doing?" Dean asked me as I finished tying the ropes up.
"Tying it up so it can't attack me when it wakes up." I told him in a duh voice.
"I get that, but why not kill it? I mean, it's killed a bunch of other people." He said. I turned around and looked at him.
"Because a werewolf is a normal person the other 28 days out of the month. It doesnt usually have control over what it does when it changes ever full moon and they dont usually remember what they did while under the change." I told him. "If you want to kill an innocent person who doesn't have control over what they do at a certain time of the month just because of some curse, then by all means, do so. Just not on my watch." I looked over and saw Sam smiling at me. I smiled back. Dean shook his head.
"Now would you boys be so kind as to help me get this thing out to my car?" I asked them in a sweet voice as I stood up. Sam walked over and picked one end of the werewolf up while Dean pick the other end up, grumbling the whole time. I shook my head and laughed a little as I lead them to my car.

"Wow! This is your car?!" Dean asked in amazement as we reached my car after we had put the werewolf into my back seat.
"Yep. It was my mom's." I told him.
"Nice. '69 Charger, right?" he asked.
I nodded my head. "Yep."
"I think that you just definitely went up on his good list." Sam whispered to me as we watched Dean check out my car. I laughed and looked at him. He was looking at me with a smile on his face. I smiled and started blushing, so I turned my head back, hoping that he didn't notice.
Wow, me blushing! Since when does that happen?! I thought as I walked closer to my car. "So where is your guys car at?" I asked Dean.
"Oh, over here." He said as he walked towards a car parked about 10 feet off.
"Oh my God." I breathed out as I got closer and saw his car. " '67 Chevy Impala, right?" I asked him.
Dean had a proud smile on his face. "Yep, that's my baby." He said.
"Sweet." I said.
"Dude, she likes it." I heard him say to Sam.
"That's only because I'm a big fan of classic cars. I blame my older brother." I said over my shoulder. I heard Sam laugh, probably meaning that Dean hadn't expected me to hear him. I turned around and saw that Dean had a surprised look on his face. I smiled at him.
"Well, anyways. It's getting late and I want to get that guy back to my motel room before he wakes up and screws up my car." I said as I walked past them back to my car.
"Wait, which motel are you staying in?" Sam called after me.
"Um, the one off of Green Street." I said.
"So are we." Dean said.
"What a coincident." I said with a laugh. Sam laughed too. "Well then, I guess that I'll see ya later then." I said as I opened the drivers door and climbed in. I started the car up and pulled onto the street, heading back to the motel. I saw the guys pull out behind me. I pushed my foot down on the gas petal a little more and sped up. I was soon back at the motel. I went and opened the door to my room, then went back and got the werewolf out of the backseat. I took it inside and tied it up the steel chair that I had put in there earlier.
There was a knock at the door. I walked over and opened the door. Sam stood there with coffee and a bag that smelled like donuts. "Need some company?" he asked with a smile. I smiled and stepped aside for him to come in.
"Of course." I said. He grinned at me and walked in. He set the coffee cups and the bag down on the table and looked over at the werewolf.
"Hasn't woken up yet, huh?" he asked.
"Nope, I used some pretty strong darts." I said as I picked one of the coffee cups up and took a sip before sitting down in one of the chairs at the table. "Go ahead and sit down." I said to him as I motioned to the chair across from me. He sat down and looked at me.
"So...I don't even know anything about you." He said. I laughed.
"And me you." I said. He laughed at me.
"Well, we're going to be here a while. Why dont we get to know each other." he suggested. I smiled and nodded.
"Okay. What do you want to know?" I asked him as I leaned back in my chair and took a sip of my coffee.
"Well, your last name might be nice." He said as he copied my moves.
"Halliwell." I said with a smile.
"Winchester." He replied.
"Hmm...that sounds familiar. Oh well. Okay, what else do you want to know, Sam Winchester?" I asked him.
"Let's see...why are you hunting?" he asked me after he pondered his question for a little bit.
"Like right now, or in general?" I asked him.
"Both." He replied.
"Well, in general, because I'm a witch and a slayer, so it's in my blood. Also, my mom hunted, so, yeah. Right now, because about a year ago one of my best friends was killed by something supernatural and I'm trying to hunt it down and kill it to bring her justice." I had looked down half way through my story and now looked up to see his reaction.
"Wow, I am so sorry for your loss. I'm kind of doing the same thing right now with my brother. My girlfriend was killed a few months ago and I'm looking for the thing that killed her as well. But we're also looking for my father." Sam had a sad look on his face as he told me his story.
"Oh, well, I'm sorry for your loss as well." I told him.
"It's okay. So you're a witch and a slayer. The good kind, I hope." He said with a smile.
"But of course! And assuming that you didn't ask me what a slayer is, you already know." I said with a smile.
"The vampire slayer, right?" he asked me.
"Yep, that's me. You've probably heard the prophecy too, right?" I asked him. He nodded him head. "Have you heard about the chosen slayer?"
Sam nodded his head. "You mean the electus-unus? Yeah I've heard of her. But what does that..oh, you're her?" he asked.
"Good, you're smart and catch on quick. I like that." I said with a smile. Sam smiled back at me. He went to say something, but the werewolf began to stir. I looked at my watch. "Well, hopefully it will keep reasonably quiet for a couple more hours until sunrise." I said to Sam with a hopeful smile. Sam smiled back at me. The werewolf stirred some more and its head shot up. It looked directly at me and started to growl. Then it let out a howl. "Damn."
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I mutter a couple of choice words in Latin and waved my hand at the wolf. In mid-howl, it was cut off. I smiled to myself. "That's better." I said as I took a drink of my coffee. Sam laughed at me.

"Do that often?" he asked me.

"Maybe." I said with a mischievous smile. Sam laughed again. "So, back to our little game of 21 questions; how did you get involved in this whole gig. I mean, you seem a little more experienced than doing this for only a couple of months."

"Yeah, well my mom was killed by something supernatural when I was a baby and my dad has been obsessed with finding the thing that did it and killing it ever since. The thing that killed my mom also killed my girlfriend, so that's one of the big reasons that I'm looking for it too." Sam explained to me.

"Oh. I lost my mom when I was young too. I wasn't a baby, but I was still young, like 4 or 5. She was killed by a demon." I told him.

"Then you get where I'm coming from." He said.

"Yeah, I do." I said.

We talked the rest of the night. We told each other stuff like what our favorite colors were, what our favorite movies were growing up and stuff like that. Sam laughed when I told him that I loved all kinds of rock. He said that Dean and I would get along pretty well. I told Sam stuff that I didn't usually tell people until I had known them a while. He just seemed so easy to talk to.

We were still talking when the sun rose up. We didn't even notice until I heard the sound of the werewolf changing back. I looked over and saw the fur disappearing and in its place, pale skin, long legs and arms, and a long blonde hair. When it was done changing, the werewolf was a girl. She was about mine and Sam's age. She had long platinum blonde hair. She had thin lips and small eyes and was about 5'4. She didn't have any clothes on and I saw Sam turn the other was as soon as he noticed. I smiled and walked over to the chair and untied the girl.

I took her over to my bed and laid her down before going over to my bag and grabbing her some clothes. I magically put them on her as she was waking up. The girl's eyes fluttered open and they widen when she saw me. "Who...who are you? And where am I?" she asked as she sat up and scooted away from me.

"Whoa there. Just calm down. My name is Peyton and this is Sam. What's your name?" I asked her gently.

"Nicole." She said as she looked between me and Sam.

"Okay. Nicole, do you know that you are a werewolf?" I asked her. She whipped her head around and looked at me with a bewildered look on her face.

"What?! Are you crazy? No I'm not!" she yelled at me and stood up. Sam moved in front of the door so that she couldnt leave.

"So, you're telling me that you've never woken up in the middle of no where, with no clothes on and didn't know how you had gotten there?" I asked her as I slowly moved towards her. She looked frantically between me and Sam before pushing Sam from in front of the door and running out. I rushed over to the door and looked out. Nicole was no where to be seen.

"Damn it!" I muttered before going back inside and helping Sam up. "Are you okay?" I asked him.

"Yeah. She sure is strong for a little thing." He said with a laugh.

"Yeah, well looks can be deceiving. Just take me for example." I said with a smile. Sam laughed again.

"We need to find her before tonight." He said.

"No problem." I said as I walked over to the table and turned my laptop on.

"What are you doing?" he asked me as he looked over my shoulder.

"I'm going to the high school web page and I'm going to look her up in their files." I told him.

"But don't you have to have like a password or something to get into their files?" he asked me.

"Only if you dont know what you're doing." I said with a smile. Sam chuckled at me.

There was a knock at my door. "Come in." I said. The door opened and Dean walked in.

"You kids have a little fun last night?" he asked as he saw the tipped over chair and the smashed lamp.

"Let's just say that Nicole didn't take the news of what she was too well." I said as I typed frantically on my laptop.

"Who's Nicole?" Dean asked.

"The werewolf." Sam said as he read over my shoulder. I could feel his breath on my neck as I typed and it took everything I had to concentrate on finding Nicole in the school files rather than the smell of Sam's cologne.

"Oh, so what are you two doing?" he asked as he sat down in the chair across the table.

"Hacking into the school records to find Nicole so we can track her down and make sure that she gets some help so she doesn't hurt anybody else." I said casually.

"Oh, so nothing major, huh?" he asked sarcastically.

"Nope." I said. "And jackpot."

"You got it?" Dean asked.

"Yep, a one Nicole Whitman." I said.

"So, how does that help us? I mean I doubt that she's still living with mommy and daddy." Dean said.

"Dean, Dean, Dean, you amateur. All I have to do is call information and ask for the address of Nicole Whitman in Greenville Ohio." I told him as I took my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed information. Sam laughed at Dean as I put the phone up to my ear. I gave Dean an innocent smile seeing as he was glaring at me a little.

"Yes, I need the address of Nicole Whitman in Greenville Ohio. Okay. Yes. Thank you." I said as I wrote the address down and hung up. I stood up and put my jacket on and walked out the door. I opened the door to my car and got in. Dean grabbed the door just as I was closing it.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked.

"To Nicole's." I said in a duh tone.

"Not alone. She could be dangerous." He said. I rolled my eyes.

"Look, I can handle myself. Besides, she's probably a little freaked right now and I doubt that if we all show up on her doorstep, she's going to be too friendly." I said to him.

"I'm not letting you go alone." Dean said. I groaned.

"Sam, a little help here?" I said.

"Sorry, Peyton, but I agree with him." Sam said as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Ugh, fine. Follow me in your car. You wait for me across the street from her house. If I get into any trouble, you can come in and be the heroes. But you wait outside until then, alright?" I said with annoyance in my voice. The guys nodded their heads. "Alright then. Let's go." Dean let go of my door and I closed it. I watched them get into the Impala before I started my car up and pulled out of the parking lot.

I drove to an apartment building a few blocks off and parked across the street. The guys pulled up behind me. I got out of my car and walked back to them. Dean rolled down his window as I walked up to the car. I bent down so I could see both of them. "Okay, so she's on the bottom floor, apartment 5A. If I get into any trouble, well I think that you'll probably be able to hear. Dont shoot her, okay." I told them. They both nodded at me. "Okay, be back in a jiff." I stood up and crossed the street. I looked back at them before entering the apartment building and walking down the hall to 5A.

When I found it, I knocked on the door. Nicole opened the door, but as soon as she saw that it was me, she went to close it. I quickly put my foot in the doorway so she couldn't close it. She tried to slam the door a couple of times before I pushed her back and went in. I closed the door and looked at her. She was heading for the window. I grabbed her elbow and pulled her over to the couch. I pushed her down and knelt down in front of her.

"Would you just chill. I just want to talk to you. To help you." I told her. She seem to calm down a little, but her gray eyes still held a little anger. "Okay. So, I'm assuming by your reaction that you still dont believe me."

"Duh." She said. I frowned at her.

"You know what; I think that what I said made sense to you. It explained a lit to you, didn't it?" I sad to her. Nicole looked away from me. "Yeah, that's what I thought. Nicole, you're hurting people." She whipped her head back to look at me.

"No I'm not." She said.

"Have you heard about the attacks lately?" I asked her. A look of realization crossed her eyes and she sank back into the couch.

"No, that wasn't me." She said while shaking her head.

"Yes it was. But I can help you. I can make sure that you dont hurt anyone ever again." I told her. She looked at me curiously.

"How?" she asked me.

"There is a group of people called The Watchers Council. They can give you something to make sure that you dont change on full moons or give you a place to stay during the cycle to make sure that you dont hurt anyone." I told her as I moved to sit next to her on the couch.

"Really?" she asked me.

"Really. Here is their card. Call them and tell them your situation and they will send someone to help you out." I told her as I handed her a card out of my back pocket.

"What if they dont believe me?" Nicole asked as she looked at the card.

"Dont worry, they will." I told her.

"Thank you." She told me.

"Your welcome." I said as I put a hand on her shoulder.

I walked out of the apartment building and saw Sam and Dean getting ready to come in.

"Get worried, did you?" I asked with a smile as I walked over to them.

"Well, you were in there a while." Dean said.

"Yeah. I was just talking with her, making sure that she understood. She's going to get some help." I told them as I put my hands in my back pockets.

"So, she'll be okay?" Sam asked me.

"She should be. She'll never be normal again, but she'll make it. She's strong." I told them. Sam nodded in understanding. We all stood there in silence for a while.

"Well, I'd better get going. Lots of evil to hunt, not a lot of time to do it." I said with a smile. They guys smiled at me. "So, I'll see ya around." I turned around and walked over to my car. I opened the door and was about to climb in when Sam's voice stopped me.

"How do you know that we'll run into each other again?" he called after me. I turned and looked at him.

"Trust me, the hunting world is pretty small. We'll run into each other again." I said with a wink. Sam nodded his head and climbed into the Impala. Dean smiled and nodded at me and I smiled back before getting in my Charger and driving off.

OK, so that was the 1st part to Complicated Love. What'd ya think? Was it aweful? Did ya luv it? Message me and tell me what u thought of it purty please!! gives puppy eyes