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This story has been in my head for sometime now and I just had to write it. So, please, leave a review so I know your opinion about it. Good or bad. I love reviews and I'll answer them. Thanks in advance for everyone who'll take the time to read this.

I intend to write this fic using angst, action, comedy and some romance. You'll have it all !

Summary: The brothers have a hard time and lots of trouble. Demons are taking over, anyone could be possessed. And a huntress enter their lives.

No leaf clover – Chapter 1 – The Huntress. ( Hope you enjoy)

Dean parked his chevy Impala a little distant from the warehouse. They were both tired and injured. A bed and a hot bath was all they wanted at the moment.

"Ready?" Dean asked as Sam grabbed all they had at hand to send a damn demon back to hell, or back to wherever it might have come from. Sam nodded.

Beyond their lives, another life was at stake too.

" Why does it have to be a warehouse? Why can't it be a regular place? They remind of crappy scary movies…man, people are stupid in scary movies". Dean said getting out of the car followed by Sam.

The night was extremely cold. The full moon could be seen due dark clouds crossing the sky. The sounds from cats going around, the wind passing through some walls and trees, nothing was new or scary for the brothers. The beings sheltered by darkness… those beings sent chills down their spine.

" Do you think she is ok?" Sam asked hopefully. He knew as much as Dean knew. Still, asking his older brother for assurance made him feel more confident about their job. Dean knew that. He didn't have all the answers Sam wanted. Hell, he didn't even know if he should say 'yes' or 'no' to Sam in some cases. Somehow, he managed to find an answer.

" She has to be. I mean, we both know how strong she is". Dean said proudly. That's the best he could offer Sam at the moment.

They walked slowly and carefully to the warehouse's door. It was pretty clear that it was trap. They had to go for it anyway, otherwise, she would die.

The door wasn't locked. How shocking, an obvious trap. Dean thought.

Sam had a flashlight ready. Step by step they entered the warehouse. The place was huge, full of corners.

" I feel like a rat trapped in a maze". Dean stated. He hated mazes; he hated not knowing exactly where he was going.

" We've been in other places like this before". Sam completed. Dean was all macho for most of situations, but sometimes, he could just act like a baby.

" Exactly, we should stop going into places like this. I can handle hunted houses, cursed forests, lakes, spirits, bring them all, I don't care. But no, we end up in a huge place, full of corners!".

" Whatever man". Lately that seemed to be Sam's favorite phrase: 'whatever man'. Either they had been spending too much time together, or Sam had lost part of his wide vocabulary. Dean didn't really want to think about it.

About twenty minutes later, the brothers found what looked like the main room. A broad space, poor lighted, freezing, chains hanging from all over. In the middle of the room, sitting on chair was the girl, her head was hung down.

They took a look around first, nothing to be seen. It didn't mean they were not being watched.

Dean made a signal for Sam to cover his back while he went for the girl. In case anything happened, Sam could just try to run away and come back with a better plan.

Although Sam wasn't the type to just go and leave his brother behind, unless it was a matter of life and death.

" Be careful, you know she's surely being observed by someone". Sam said.

" It's not my first time hunting dude, I know". Dean hated when Sam started with those talk. Heck, he raised Sam; he knew pretty well he had to be careful.

" Just saying". Sam finished.

He approached her slowly. Just when he got very close to her, he noticed. Her hands were nailed to the chair, big nails passing through her palm. The blood was still dripping, drop by drop, onto the floor.

Dean was horrified. They'd seen bad shit during these years, but a girl, trapped like that, was just inhuman.

" Jackie?" he whispered lifting her chin, so he could take a look at her. She had certainly been drugged.

" Go away". She managed to whisper. Half awake, half asleep. " Trap".

" I know…I'm gonna get you out".

Being drugged was actually something good for Dean. He wanted to get her out, that meant removing the nails holding her…and that'd hurt like hell. She wasn't to feel all the pain being out as she was.

But before he could even start, an evil laugh came from behind. Sam remained in his spot, just observing what was happening. He had no idea about Jackie's condition.

" Crap". He said to himself when he heard the laugh, echoing in the warehouse.

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Two months ago:

Sam and Dean were at their motel room. It had passed sometime, since the demon escaped from them, leaving them to die on the road. That night, a girl was passing by the same road with her car. She had called 911. For weeks she remained in the hospital with them, helping, encouraging, and talking.

What the boys didn't know then was that, Jackie was too, a huntress. They didn't know John had met her before, during a hunt. They didn't know, she was looking for them that same night.

Jackie had a past similar to Dean and Sam, with some differences, although, they still weren't aware of the full story. She never talked about it, and neither they nor John ever could find out much about her family. All they knew so far was that instead of her mother, it had been her father who was taken by the demon, the same way Mary had been, Jackie had two brothers, one was dead…the other, they didn't know. Dean wanted to slowly gain her trust first, so could ask her about it later; make her comfortable to talk about. During these weeks in the hospital, the boys got acquainted with her, specially Dean, he was the one who almost died, so he received more attention, of course, he didn't mind, they became close friends, besides, Jackie was very attractive, so Dean enjoyed the extra attention. She would bring him food, help him walk around and stuff. John accepted her help, as he was feeling guilty for hurting his own son, even if he had no control over the demon possessing him.

Once, they caught a weird conversation between John and her.

" You tried to leave me behind John, you know I can't just let it go…you couldn't let it go".

" This is more dangerous then you think. We were three there and the demon defeated us. You're just one Jackie".

" I never said I wanted to do this alone. I just wanted to help. Obviously, you and your sons couldn't handle it".

Sam and Dean wandered what that was all about. What had happened when John first met Jackie.

The Impala had been fixed. Wasn't for the fake credit cards, Dean would be broken by now. His baby had cost him an arm and a leg. " But it was totally worth it". He kept saying.

They were trying to get the trail of the demons once again. They weren't being lucky. It was late at night already, when they heard a knock on the door.

" Who is it?" Dean shouted. After the incident, anyone could be the demon, so they trusted no one.

" It's Jackie". They heard a reply. Sam got up and opened the door. Jackie was holding her bag, she was wearing an amulet and a necklace, her breathing was hard.

" Oh my God, what happened?" He asked as she got in.

" Huge problem. I need help, and I need to stay with you guys tonight".

" I see no problem in that". Dean said joining the conversation. " What is it?"

" Something is trying to possess me, I'm not sure if it's a demon or an angry spirit. It almost succeeded, if it wasn't for the amulets and some enchanting I memorized…gee!"

Sam and Dean exchanged a look. What if she was already possessed? They decided to be extra careful about it, just in case.

" I'm only afraid that, it might succeed and I won't be able to…you know…I can't let it do it, I just can't!" She sounded quite desperate. Her desperation sounded real.

" We won't let it happen, calm down". Dean assured her. " Why don't you go take a shower and we'll throw salt around the room, later we try to find out what's coming after you"?

She nodded. " Sounds good to me".

" Do you want company?" Dean tried with a grin.

" Thanks, I'm good". She grabbed some stuff inside her bag and headed to the bathroom.

" It was worth the shot". He mumbled.

" What do you think?" Sam changed the subject.

" Hard to say, but I think she is herself, for now at least".

" It could be just a spirit". Sam hoped.

" Or, it could be a demon. One of the sons of a bitch we've been looking for".

" We should start right away then, otherwise…" Sam was cut off by Jackie's scream.

The brother's looked at each other and ran to the bathroom.

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