I personally think this story is awful - but there are just some story series that have crappy starts but I PROMISE the sequel to this and beyond are MUCH BETTER! Give this a chance please and thank you! I love you and so does Lynn!

Supernatural belongs to Kripke. My OCs are mine. Crossover OCs are credited when written in.

The Unfallen Angel

September, 2003

I was eight years old when I realized I was different. Special.

It was when I discovered that I could change the weather with just a thought.

I was sitting on the porch swing with my seven year old brother Jasper, and my six year old sister Natalie, watching the rain pour. We wanted it to stop so we could go out in the backyard and play, since we were bored playing inside.

"Rain, rain, go away, come again another day." Natalie sang, both her and Jasper's blue eyes a little gray from the porch roof reflection.

I looked up with my shiny green eyes at the sky, which was dark with stormy thunderclouds. Rain, rain, go away, come again another day I sang in my head.

And then... it stopped.

The sky lit up and the sun was out. Just like that.

"YAAAAY! MOMMY! THE RAIN'S GONE!" Natalie shouted.

Our mom, Lindsay, came out. "Wow!" She sarcastically exclaimed, her brown eyes wide. "And it was just pouring too."

Our dad, Patrick, came out too. "That's weird, but now you can go play, stay in the backyard." He decided with his blue eyes looking over at us.

"Okay!" Jasper and Natalie said in unison as they got up from the swing.

I was still staring at the now bright and clear sky. "Did I do that?" I asked aloud.

"Do what, honey?" Mom asked.

"Nothing." I replied quickly. I followed my brother and sister to the backyard. I was still distracted, so I let them go play on the swing set while I sat on the bottom of the slide. I looked back up at the sky.

If I made the rain stop, maybe I could make it come back? But I would wait until Natalie and Jasper were done playing, so they wouldn't get mad at the rain.

Or me, for that matter.

Eventually, I got up and urged them to play tag. About an hour later our parents told us to come in. When we did, I stood on the back porch looking up at the sky.

I tried thinking of what to sing to make it come back, if it would...

Uhh... rain, rain, DON'T go away, DON'T come back another day! I sang in my head.

It began pouring again.

That evening, I brought Jasper and Natalie into my room and I told them what I could do.

"No way!" Jasper didn't believe me.

"Make it snow!" Natalie tested.

"Okay." I moved over to the window and looked up at the sky. I tried thinking of what can rhyme with snow. Umm...snow, snow, please fall, make it so I can enjoy it all! was all I could think of.

It began snowing.

"WHOAAAAAA!" Natalie gasped.

"I have to make it stop; it doesn't snow in September." I explained. I thought of another rhyme. Snow, snow please go away, promise to come again another day... on Christmas!

The snow stopped. "How do you do that?" Jasper asked.

"I sing a rhyme in my head." I answered.

"Maybe you don't have to sing, maybe you just have to ask." Natalie suggested.

"Try making the sun be hotter so it'll melt the snow." Jasper added.

"Okay, okay." I said. ...sun? Please shine hotter, hot enough to melt the snow, but not enough to burn anyone outside! I asked in my mind. The low clouds disappeared and out came the sun. Within minutes, the snow was gone, not a trace left behind.

"That is so cool, Lynn!" Jasper was just as amazed as Natalie.

There was a knock on my door. "Lynn? There's someone here for you. A policeman." Mom informed as she stepped in, her sunny blonde hair streaking into her face.

What? Did the cops somehow find out about my new power? "Why?" I asked.

"I don't know, what did you do?" Mom asked in a joking manner.

But she was scaring me...

Jasper, Natalie, and I followed Mom downstairs to the living room. The cop... he didn't look like one. He had dark hair, brown eyes, and a stubble. "Lynn Logan?" He asked.

"...that's me." I choked.

He knelt down to me and held out his hand. "My name is Samuel Dean, I'm with the FBI." He introduced.

I slowly shook his hand. "What did I do?" I asked.

He laughed. "Nothing, I just want to ask you a couple questions," he answered. I felt relieved. "In private, if that's okay..." He looked up at Mom.

"Oh sure, you two go upstairs." She ordered Jasper and Natalie away.

I looked at Mr. Dean. "You're lying, aren't you." I figured him out.

He hesitated. "Yeah." He admitted. I HATE liars! You won't ever see me tell a fib!

"...so, what's your real name?" I asked him.

"...John. John Winchester," he corrected. You're very smart for someone so young." He noted.

"I'm eight, and I'm smarter than Jasper; he's seven." I told him.

"I believe you. You knew I was lying, which makes me believe that you're special." John Winchester praised.

"What do you mean?" I asked curiously.

"Is there anything else that you can do that's... different?" John asked.

I hesitated... "Are you going to tell anyone?" I whispered.

"Nope, I promise." He wasn't lying, but I still wasn't sure if I could tell him...

"I can change the weather. Just by thinking about it." I admitted.

John was very silent. "Does anyone else know you can do that?" He finally asked.

"My brother and sister. I just told them." I answered.

He put a hand on my left shoulder. "Listen to me Lynn," he said in a serious tone. I was eyes wide. "You have to promise me, and make your siblings promise you, that you guys will NEVER tell anyone else what you can do, because you're going to see that you can do other things too."

I can do more stuff? When? All these questions whizzed in my head. "Okay, I will." I promised.

He smiled. "Thank you. Take care of yourself, and your family." He advised. Then he got up and left.

John Winchester was gone.

"What did he ask?" Dad was too quick to question.

"Something that happened at school..." I answered with a gulp. Okay, that's the only lie I'll ever tell!

"Oh, well... okay. I'll start on lunch." Mom decided, taking off.

"And I think I'll take a nap..." Dad said. He went into his room.

"Natalie, Jasper, come here," I said quickly. I led them back to my room. "I lied." I told them.

"But you never lie," Jasper reminded.

"I know, but I had to. That guy wasn't a cop. He knew what I can do. And he made me promise him something, and now YOU two need to promise me something." I explained.

"What is it?" Jasper asked.

"Promise me, that you'll NEVER tell anyone what I can do, not even Mom and Dad." I instructed.

They both had said okay.

It didn't snow until Christmas morning.

I had no idea of how dangerous I would become as the next couple years came.