Disclaimer: I do not own supernatural. I own my OCs, Katie, Olivia, and Ashlyn.

This is a slightly modified version of chapter 1, but if you just now found this fic you wouldn't know that. I guess. Just read it and give us your worst.

Zapped: In the Beginning.

Money. Money is stupid, why do we even need it? A brunette girl thought as she balanced a brown messenger bag, a stack of ungraded papers that were not hers, and a steaming mug of scalding hot chocolate in her arms. She knew she probably looked silly like this, muttering and cursing under her breath in the middle of the apartment building hallway. She danced around in front of the old, weathered down brown door that hid her home behind it, eyes wondering to the cheap, lime-ish green wallpaper that covered the walls around her.

I should have gotten a goddamned degree. I hate this stupid, goddamn singing job that I have to do to support myself. Well, myself and them. What am I doing? They're gonna start it without me if I don't move my ass. Her mind continued to wonder as she finally fished out the tiniest key in existence from her deep pockets. After a short-lived happy dance, Katie Tennant balanced her possessions and unlocked her apartment door.

She walked into her own living room, not surprised to see her friends nesting in the chairs surrounding the TV. The love seat directly facing the TV looked like it was about to be taken by just one person, so Katie quickly dashed behind said love seat to set her coca on the small dining table. She turned to face her friends, relieving herself of her friend's paperwork and shedding her bag from her shoulders.

"Olivia, I picked up those papers you left at the school. Just as you asked me to." Katie said. The brown-haired girl who was obviously preparing to hog the entire love seat turned to see for herself.

"Thank you, Katie! I thought you had a gig today?" Olivia Gilmore replied, pleasantly surprised that the file was actually sitting on the table.

Katie's brown eyes rolled through her glasses. "They canceled on me. Assholes."

"They don't know what they're missing, Katie," Ashlyn Holmes added, her voice muffled due to her being nestled deep into her favorite leather armchair. "You'll make it some day, Pal! Other obnoxious supportive sayings!"

Katie discarded her coat and jumped over the back of the sofa, meaning to land next to Olivia but actually hurting herself as a result. After a brief recovery, Katie plopped herself next to Olivia and stared at the blob of laughing red hair that was Ashlyn.

"I appreciate your enthusiasm and supportive nature, Ash," Katie said, her words drowning in sarcasm, "So get me a soda."

Katie pointed to the kitchen over Ashlyn's protest. The kitchen was semi-attached to the room, separated only by the tall bar counter. Another hallway ran off to where the bedroom was, and the main door leading to the rest of the apartment complex. They were technically in Katie's home, but Olivia and Ashlyn may as well have lived there. Of course, Katie made them pay rent, as she was the only one without a job. "In between jobs" she would say, if singing at bars when she could qualified for that. Although she wished to make real money off of it, she had yet to find employment. Olivia was a professor at the nearby Minnesota State, teaching a course over urban legends, and in the process of receiving her pre-law degree. And on top of that, Olivia had a criminal justice major. She was an ambitious woman. Ashlyn technically made commercials, but was an aspiring author, and was writing her first book in her spare time.

"Alright, guys, shut it. We've been waiting for a week." Olivia said, pointing a remote at the Television in front of them and bringing it to life. A screen cap of the word 'SUPERNATURAL', decorated with what looked like blood and wings, appeared in front of their eyes.

"After a long week of no supernatural, the next episode has returned." Ashlyn said in her narrator voice.

"Shut your face." Katie responded, pushing her round, brown frames up from where they had slipped.

"You shut your face." Ashlyn replied, but she stopped talking. On the TV, a set of watery foot prints made their way across a tile floor, but they made no sound. A woman got out of the shower, fixing a towel in her hair, then made her way past a set of mirrors. Thinking she heard a sound, she called out.

"Hello?" Her voice echoed in the seemingly empty locker room. figuring it was nothing, she shook the towel out of her hair, and tossed it towards the towel rack. But instead of landing in the appropriate spot, it caught on an invisible figure.

"Um, hello, Mrs. Armstrong." came a nervous, slightly pubescent sounding voice. The woman screamed, and cue title screen. The black wings fluttered, and the familiar words 'supernatural' appeared.

"This is gonna be a good one, I can feel it in my soul." Katie predicted. She watched Ash roll her eyes upward, and felt the need to defend herself. "No, Ash, I'm serious. It's gonna be one of those episodes where you wanna be there!"

Ashlyn nodded sarcastically, somehow.

Olivia picked up the remote, and paused it. Despite the indignant cries of abuse, she set it back on the table and pulled her backpack towards herself.

"Hey guys, I added John Winchester's journal to my supernatural pack." Olivia informed excitedly, gesturing to the object in her hands.

"Olivia, why do you keep that? it's not like it's actually real." Katie said.

"It's better to be prepared." Olivia replied. Ashlyn, from across the room, watched this play out.

"Can I read it?" She asked, meaning John Winchester's book.

"Sure." Olivia said, tossing her newly acquired book at Ashlyn. When she raised her hand to catch it, she just ended up in knocking it out of the air.

"Seriously Ash, you're 24 and you still can't manage to catch a book." Olivia joked.

"Well you're about to be 25, so you don't have much room to talk." Ashlyn responded.

"Wow guys, way to make me feel so freaking young." out of the trio, Katie was the oldest at 27.

"Olddddddieeee!" Olivia and Ashlyn chorused together, teasing her. Katie rolled her eyes, and shot them a Sam Winchester worthy bitch face.

"Alright Olivia, unpause it, you loser." Katie said, officially ending their conversation. Olivia went for the remote, and resumed the show. Or at least, she tried. The TV remained the same, not counting some irrelevant spritzing.

"Did you press it?" Ashlyn asked.

"Yeah, I'm not sure why its not working." Olivia said, pressing the play button again.

"Here let me see it." Katie asked, motioning for Olivia to give her the remote. Ashlyn groaned dramatically, tossing her head back.

"Come on," She said. "We need to see this, I've been waiting so long!"

Olivia narrowed her eyes. "You've been waiting a week."

Ashlyn put her hands on her face in pure distress. "Yeah, exactly."

Katie beat the remote against the coffee table, angry that it wasn't working. Suddenly, the TV started to crackle. the screen was fritzing, and a freaky static sound filled the room.

"What the hell is it doing?" Olivia asked, fear and uncertainty in her voice.

"Um, I think it's broken." Ashlyn said, pointing out the obvious.

"No, really?" replied Katie, sarcastically. But the TV got louder. But along with the static, there was a high shrieking sound. Olivia reached up to cover her ears, fighting against the loud sound. It got even louder, if that was possible, and the room was getting blindingly bright. In a blaze of static, light, and panic, the three girls disappeared from the room.

With the strange sound of fluttering wings accompanying them, Katie, Olivia, and Ashlyn landed on wet pavement with a deep thud. Olivia and Ashlyn were lucky enough to have landed on their sides and stomachs, but Katie landed on her head. There was a sickening thwack, and then Katie was unconscious. Olivia jumped off the ground, leaving her backpack on the flooded asphalt, and hunched over Katie's limp form. She patted her cheeks, and shook her face. Blood spread out from the back of her head, travelling far on the rain slicked road.

"Ashlyn, can you go try and find out where we are?" Olivia asked, urgency covering her face. Ashlyn nodded, and darted off into the night. Olivia returned to Katie, struggling to wake her up.

"Come on Katie, please wake up." Olivia said, tears of fear and frustration beginning to flow down her face and mix with the raindrops already there. Katie's head lolled back and forth, her glasses amazingly still stuck to her face, but gave no sign that she was alive. Suddenly, bright headlights flooded Olivia's vision. She blinked, and looked away. She brushed wet hair that stuck to her face out of her eyes, and squinted in the direction of the upcoming car. But then she realized, if she didn't do something quick, the car would go by and they would still be stranded. Olivia jumped up, and began to wave her hands erratically.

"Hey, stop! Help! We need help!" She screamed, hoping with every fiber of her being that they would be spotted and not left on the road. With a damp screech, the darkly covered car slid to a stop. two doors swung open and closed at the same time, and a set of tall figures ran towards them. Their bodies blocked out the headlights shining in her face, but Olivia still couldn't make out their features.

"I don't know what happened, we just got here, and Katie hit her head, and I think she's unconscious, but I don't know, and we're lost, and I don't know where Ashlyn went-"

"Just get in the car, and we can figure this out then." One of the people remarked in a gruff, masculine voice. Olivia complied, tired, scared, and frustrated. Olivia didn't know what to do. She knew she shouldn't get in a car with two strange men, but her friend could possibly die. It was easy to just let someone else take care of it, and she let her eyes slide closed-

"Hey listen, you gotta stay with us." The other man said, but with a softer, and more sympathetic voice. Olivia nodded her head, not caring if he could see or not. She went towards the car after grabbing her now-drenched backpack, and tugged on the rain soaked handle. The door opened, and she practically shoved herself in.

"Can you take her?" said the second voice again, from right by the door. Katie was sat in the backside alongside Olivia, with her head rolling back and forth.

"Was there someone else with you?"

"Yeah, she went to go see where we were." Olivia leaned out the door and shouted, "Ashlyn!" a branch snapped, and a dark shape plummeted towards the bushes below.

"That seemed like a good idea at the time…" came Ashlyn's slightly embarrassed voice. She rushed across the road, and stopped by the car.

"Hey, isn't this the-" she was stopped when Olivia grabbed her arm and tugged her into the seat beside their fallen friend. Ashlyn's hair was fluffy looking, had pine needles stuck in it, and her face was scratched.

"Wow, don't you look nice." the slightly shorter man said, who then promptly began to drive. Ashlyn and Olivia, however, continued to stare intensely at the two men once they had got in the car.

"You guys good?" The driver asked. Ashlyn nodded, eyes wide.

"Okay, I'm Dean, and this is Sam. Do you want us to take you with us to where we're staying? there's a motel just a few more miles down the road." Dean said.

Ashlyn fought the urge to say, 'I know' when Dean introduced them, and just nodded her head again. Seeming slightly put off by Ashlyn's lack of reply, Dean just turned his head and looked toward the road. He started the Impala up, and it's soft rumble was surprisingly familiar. The car rolled forward, and Sam turned around.

"Well, if you need anything, just ask."

"Okay. Thanks." Olivia said gratefully. The car was dark, the only light being the moon and the analog clock that read 4:32 am. The car was warm compared to the cold rain outside, which was now pattering against the windows and running down in wavy rivulets. Olivia was leaned against the other door, with Katie finally settled across their laps. everything was perfectly comfortable, but Olivia fought off sleep. She had to know where this was going. She knew that there was no way that this could be real. she sat waiting, but of course, nothing much happened.

They arrived at the motel shortly as promised, and Dean carried Katie into the building. Sam held the door open for Olivia, and Ashlyn went in on her own. Sam and Dean shared a room, and the three girls were in another motel room.

"So, you want to tell me what happened?" Sam asked, doing that soft, puppylike look. Olivia sat perched on the edge of his bed, Ashlyn sprawled out over Dean's. Said brother was tending to Katie's wounds in the girls' room.

"I guess." Olivia said reluctantly. "So we were all in Katie's apartment, watching TV, and then it like, started doing this thing. Everything got all staticy, and then we just, like, appeared on that road."

Ashlyn raised her eyebrow at this, surprised that Olivia hadn't mentioned the show. She noticed this, and sent Ashlyn a look that clearly meant, 'I'll explain later.' Sam noticed this exchange, but chose to say nothing.

"It was the TV?" Sam questioned, that sounding almost like their kind of thing.

"Yeah," Olivia replied. "The one thing I do remember is this like really high, and piercing noise. it sounded almost as if it was…" Olivia hesitated. How were they supposed to explain that they knew about the supernatural?

"...Never mind."

"No, It's okay. You can tell me. What?" Sam said in his soft and caring voice.

"You're gonna think i'm crazy."she said shaking her head.

"Trust me. I'm sure our definitions of crazy are two completely different things." he gave Olivia a look of empathy, but he also knew Olivia could take care of herself, given how she's handled the night so far.

Nobody could say no to that face. "It sounded almost is if it was… an angel. Like you know, they have those like really high and loud voices, that almost as if it was talking to us. And then you know, now that I think about it, I heard like some type of flapping noise. The sound an eagle's wings make." Olivia said as she tried not to sound too crazy.

"Sorry if I'm interrupting something, but what`s that on your leg Olivia?" Ashlyn asked.

"What do you mean?" Olivia looked down, and saw it. Peeking out from the edge of her shorts, was a dull red mark. She slid up the leg, revealing an entire handprint, burned into her skin.

"Where did that come from?" asked Sam standing up from his spot at the table.

"I don't know…" worry crept into Olivia's tone.

"Maybe it has to do with… what happened earlier?" Ashlyn questioned. Just then, Sam stood up and went to leave the room.

"I'm going to go what's taking Dean so long." and with that, he was gone.

"Hey, wait, do you think that maybe an angel did it?" Ashlyn asked, "The flapping

sounds, the high pitched noise, the handprint, it's all sort of like when Cas pulled Dean out of hell."

Olivia nodded. "Maybe. It all makes sense."

"So, what are we gonna do now?"

"I think we should not just tell them about the fact that their life is a TV show. It would only freak them out, and then they wouldn't trust us. They'd probably think we're lying, or that we're demons or something." Olivia concluded.

"Alright. So maybe we should tell Katie this, or she might let it slip to the boys that their life is a TV show. I mean, she is with them right now." Ashlyn reasoned.

"Oh, crap. We should go. Now." Olivia said, before jumping to her feet and leaving the room at a brisk walk. Ashlyn followed behind, though not as rushed looking.

"She said that there was a high pitched sound, and flapping wings. And then, get this, we found a handprint on her thigh." Sam explained, filling his brother in on the situation.

"Sounds like our kind of thing?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, I'm almost positive." Sam replied.

"Okay. So which one do you think is the hottest?" Dean asked, with one of those sly smiles.

"Dean." Sam shot him a look, and Dean raised his hands in mock defense.

"Just having a little fun Sammy. Can't be all work and no play, no matter how hard you try to act dull. Maybe just try loosening up for once, and you can finally get laid." Dean suggested, with Olivia in mind for Sam. He nudged Sam in a teasing manner.

"Just- okay. well, Taylor Armstrong and I decided to meet up today, so I'm gonna go talk to her. Are you coming with?" questioned Sam, flustered by Dean's teasing.

"Yeah. You normally find the best clues while out and about."

Just then, Ashlyn and Olivia walked in.

"Um… Hey guys." said a bewildered Olivia.

"Hey." Dean flashed them a charming smile. "Well, I'm afraid your friend here hasn't woken up yet, but she seems fine otherwise. Just unconscious. I'm sure she'll wake up here in a little while."

"Thanks." Ashlyn said.

"It was my pleasure, sweetheart." Dean smiled and winked.

But it was at this time that their fallen friend chose to awake. She stirred, before looking at Sam and mumbling,

"Is that a Jared Padalecki?" Then she looked towards the elder Winchester.

"Ooh, hottie. Katie likey...where's the chocolate?" before collapsing once more.

"Um… What was…" Sam trailed off, looking at Olivia and Ashlyn with questioning eyes. Dean, on the other hand, had a satisfied smirk on his face, staring down at Katie's sleeping figure.

"Don't ask. We don't usually understand what she's talking about half the time." Ashlyn explained.

"Okay then. Well, Dean and I have to go out and do stuff."

"What kind of stuff?" Ashlyn asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. Olivia elbowed her, knowing what she was implying. Sam just stared, not in confusion, or disgust, just stared.

"We're brothers." he said, narrowing his eyes. Ashlyn simply leaned back and raised her hands defensively.

"Okay then." Dean said, rubbing his hands together. "Are you girls going to be okay on your own?"

"Of course we'll be fine. We can take care of ourselves." Olivia responded coolly.

Sam just chuckled, before walking out the motel room door along with Dean. Once they were gone, Ashlyn broke the silence by saying,

"Who's stuff are we gonna dig through first?"

Dean walked through the door, kicking it shut behind him. He crossed the empty room, and sat down on the bed, before grabbing the brothers' shared laptop and opening it. But as soon as he opened it, he shut it again, before running to the bathroom. Ashlyn peeked out from under one of the beds, flannel in hand. Olivia joined her, and retching sounds came from the bathroom. Olivia started to walk towards the door. Ashlyn grabbed her arm, and tried to stop her, but she went anyway. Liv knocked on the door, and shuffled awkwardly.

"Are you alright?" She asked.

"Yeah, just had a bad burrito." he replied weakly.

"Well… is there anything I can do?"

"Yeah, actually. Near the laptop is a piece of paper, it has a coin on it. Can you research it?"

"Sure!" Olivia said, excited to help.

"Thanks." Dean said, before vomiting once more. Olivia walked towards the bed, and picked up the paper. Ashlyn had come up from the ground at this point, and peered at the paper that Olivia was holding.

"How the heck do you research a coin?" Ashlyn exclaimed.

"Sometimes I have my students do things like that for practice. It's really not as hard as it seems." Olivia explained.

"Huh."

"Forget it. I'll do it." Olivia picked up the laptop, and booted it up. Ashlyn watched her for about the first five minutes, before returning to rifling through the boys' belongings.

Sam walked into the motel room, shutting the door in the exact same manner as Dean had.

"Um, hey?" Sam said, confused as to why the girls were in the brothers' room. Ash waved, pretending to be looking at the TV and not rooting through the boy's clothes.

"Dean is sick, he asked us to research something." Olivia explained. Sam just shrugged, deciding to roll with it.

"Okay, well, what did you find?" he asked.

"Well Dean kinda filled us in on what was going on, but I found that the coin was babylonian. It's cursed. I found some fragments of the legend. The serpent is Tiamat, which is the babylonian god of primordial chaos. I guess their priests were working some serious black magic."

"They made the coin?"

"Yeah, to sow the seeds of chaos. Whoever tosses the coin in the wishing well and makes a wish, it turns on the well."

"But the wishes get twisted. you ask for a talking teddy bear…" Sam trailed off. Dean walked out of the bathroom, wiping his mouth with a towel.

"You get a bipolar nutjob." he supplied.

"What?" Ashlyn looked up from where she was investigating the walls, surprised.

"Nothing. Nevermind." Dean explained.

"And you get E coli." Sam observed.

Olivia continued. "The coin has turned more than one town upside down over the centuries. It's even wiped a few off the map. I mean, one person gets their wish, it's trouble, but if everyone gets their wish…"

"It's chaos." Sam supplied.

"Exactly."

"Anyway, how to stop it?"

"Yeah. One way. We got to find the first wisher. Whoever dropped the coin in and made the first wish, they're the only ones who can pull it back out and reverse the wishes."

"Okay. Good job on being able to find all that out. Not many people are built for that kind of research. Thanks." Sam complimented Olivia.

She looked at the wall. "Well thanks. You know, I'm not an urban legends professor for nothing" She replied with a hint of sass.

"Really? An Urban Legends professor? You're so... young…"

"Well… I'll take that as a compliment. I'm also pre law." she said smiling

Sam laughed at the young girl's smile and was amazed at how bright she and her future was.

"Dean, are you feeling alright?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, more or less."

"Alright, let's go. I think I know who our wisher is. Bye Olivia, Ash." He gave a small wave, and then they were out the door.

"Okay, so what to do now?" Ashlyn asked.

"I guess we just… wait." Olivia replied.

"Ugh… okay." Ashlyn moaned, before sitting perfectly still on the bed for about half a minute, before moving again. She climbed up so that she was standing on the bed, and began jumping.

"Ash, seriously?" Olivia asked, annoyed.

"Yep." The childish redhead replied. But then, yet again, the door opened. But this time, it was the face of their friend Katie that met their eyes.

"I could hear you guys from the other room. Mostly the squeaky bed though." Katie rubbed her eyes.

"Katie! you're awake!" Olivia exclaimed.

"Yeah."

"Are you feeling okay?"

"No."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm tired, and my head hurts."

"Glad you're back." Ashlyn congratulated, finally pausing in her jumping.

"So… um… why are we in a motel?" Katie asked, her confusion registering.

"About that… we don't really know. After that whole thing with the TV, we showed up on this road. Then the boys showed up, and gave us a ride. And now we're in their motel room, mostly because I think they forgot to kick us out, but they might like us." Ashlyn explained, excited.

"Sorry, the boys? Who are you talking about? My brothers?" Katie questioned, referring to her two siblings, 24 year old Linus and 19 year old Ian.

"Er...no. The boys. As in, Winchesters. Sam and Dean. Our fictional husbands. You get the picture." Olivia explained hesitantly from where she sat in the dingy room.

There was a long disbelief filled silence in the room. You could have heard a pin drop. Katie's face was contorted into shock, which quickly shifted into cynicism.

"Seriously? You expect me to believe that? What really happened?" Katie said, skeptical.

"It's the truth." Olivia said, dead serious.

"I wouldn't put it past you, either. That's your lying face too."

"Fine." Ashlyn said. "just wait until they get back."

"Fine!" Katie said stubbornly. She pushed Ashlyn off the bed and flopped down on it. "This better not be like the time when I was eleven and you guys sent me a fake Hogwarts letter."

Katie didn't see, but both Olivia and Ashlyn smiled gleefully at the memory. Ashlyn got back up, and shoved katie to the end, before reclaiming her position. thus, she resumed her jumping from earlier.

"BORED."

Ash's proclamation was heard by the other two occupants of the room. Olivia rolled her eyes and told Ashlyn, yet again, that they were supposed to stay in the room like the boys said to.

Katie, however, was staring at a wall with a faraway look on her face. She didn't believe it. Just randomly popping into a TV show? Yeah right. The only thing making her want to believe her friends were the weird dreams that she had had while unconscious. It was like watching future episodes of the show! Well, without including herself and her two friends. Do I know what's going to happen? Her overwrought mind thought. What am I supposed to do? What am I? How do I know this? Her mind kept on throwing questions at her, causing her to start feeling the beginning of a panic attack.

Calm your panicky ass down. Supernatural isn't real.

The spectacled girl was snapped out of her contemplating but the exclamation of "FINE, Ash, we'll go to a Chinese restaurant or something!"

Grabbing her jacket, Katie followed the smug ginger and Olivia out the motel room door. Ten minutes passed, and Ashlyn's childish manner was at play again.

"How long is the walk again?"

"Ashlyn, I am this close to stabbing you in your neck." Said an annoyed Olivia, pinching her thumb and forefinger together for emphasis.

"Day one of Supernatural land: Olivia and Ashlyn are already fighting." Katie said in her slightly British narrator voice.

"Katie, Shut up." Ash and Olivia snapped in unison.

"Sorry."

"I'm sick of walking. And it's cold out here." Ashlyn complained, sick of the boredom that was slowly eating away at her mind.

"You were bored in the motel, you're bored here, what are we supposed to do?" Katie asked, annoyed. Ash was one of her best friends, yes, but holy crap was the girl annoying when she wanted to be.

"Be entertaining. duh."

"Is that all we are to you? A source of entertainment?"

"Well, that, and food-"

"Would you two stop it?" Olivia interjected, exasperated. "We're almost there anyway."

"Uh oh, Ash, Liv used her mom voice.. We're in trouble now!" Katie said sarcastically, teasing Olivia for her mom-like personality.

"Oh no! What ever shall I do!?" Ash joked back, equally sarcastic and teasing.

Olivia wasn't amused. "When I said stop it, I didn't mean-"

Zap!

Out of the blue, lightning came down and struck the tall figure standing in front of the restaurant. Wait, didn't they know someone of that height-

"Sammy!" Olivia shrieked, and ran to where he now lay on the sidewalk, lifeless. But up the road, the sounds of someone getting beat up were heard. A short child had Dean against a car and was beating him senseless.

"Dean!" Katie, as well, ran to help him. That left Ashlyn standing on the sidewalk, alone.

"Huh." She said, not moving. Her logical mind (that Katie often called "Vulcan") compared her options. Dean and Katie were certainly an enticing choice, helping them might accomplish something. Sam was dead, but everyone knew he would just come back to life, so there wasn't much point in mourning. If Sam had been outside the restaurant, and it was chinese themed, it would make sense that the well was in there. That guy looked nerdy and had talked to Sam before running inside, so he probably made the wish. Her stomach let out an incessant growl, and that decided it. Two birds with one stone, after all. She thought, shrugging.

Ashlyn walked into the restaurant, preparing for whatever would happen. The guy and a girl stood by the fountain, and the guy looked indecisive. Of course, it was a girl. She should have known. And now he was having a big internal conflict about whether the girl was truly happy or not. Of course.

"Hey, guy, if you don't know what to decide, think about the girl." Ashlyn said. "If you really love her, do what's best for her instead of forcing her to be your pretty little housewife." Ashlyn finished, semi sarcastically. That seemed to make up the guy's mind. He knelt down to pick up the coin, and it came up easily.

"Hope?" He asked, turning to the girl.

"Do I know you?" She asked, confusion written all over her face. The guy just stood there, dejected, as the woman he loved walked out of the restaurant and out of his life.

"Sorry man." Ashlyn said, punching her fist in the air after a moment of awkward silence. She fought the urge to say 'suck it up' as she often did to her flaky friends. And with that, Sam and Olivia walked into the restaurant. If removing the coin really reversed the effects, everything would go back to normal.

5 minutes earlier

After seeing Sam die from the lightning, Katie rushed over to help Dean with a little boy she heard him call Todd.

"KNEEL BEFORE TODD!" The little man shouted triumphantly.

Katie spoke before thinking "Hey kid, your face is… STUPID!" Katie stuttered out, stupidly, trying to distract the boy from Dean.

Unexpectedly, the boy ran towards her and punched Katie in her lip. It didn't hurt as much as she thought it would, but it did leave her with a bloody lip. She tried to swing back, but she couldn't make herself hurt the child, even though he was deadly at the moment.

All of the sudden, it was like the world shifted. The blow that Todd had been aiming at her head didn't hurt, it was like a pinch. Todd looked at his hands, then back up to Katie, confused.

"The coin…" She said. "He did it. Wes did it. He pulled the coin from the well." Dean looked up at Katie as in to make sure she was okay from Todd's attack.

"Hey. I'm Katie, the passed out one, and I don't know how to fight…" She said in a funny yet giddy voice. Her normal self inside of her cringed. Those were her first words to Dean friggin' Winchester? IDIOT.

"Well, we'll have to work on that then won't we, sweetheart?" Dean said winking at Katie.

"Yes," She fired back flirtingly, her body still feeling the effects of adrenaline, "We definitely will." She finished, giving a wink of her own. That's only a little bit better.

"Come on. We should go find the others." He chuckled, walking towards the restaurant, after making sure that the bullies would never mess with Todd again.

"Hey Sam... Can you guys drive us back to the motel?" Olivia asked as Dean and Katie had walked in. "Our car didn't really come with us when we showed up here." Olivia asked, apologetically.

"Sure." Sam replied. Ashlyn saw the way he looked at Olivia; he would have driven her anywhere. She wrinkled her nose slightly. This was beginning to play out like a bad fanfiction. She wondered when they would admit their feelings for one another.

Dean and Katie finally walked in at that point, after the young boy they had been facing off against had lost his super strength. Katie's lip was bleeding, and they both looked dishevelled. when Sam led them all to the car, Dean didn't even question it. Ashlyn was on the left side, Katie in the middle, and Olivia on the other side.

"Okay, Metallica, or Led Zeppelin?" Dean asked, pulling out two cassette tapes.

"Metallica." Ashlyn answered almost immediately.

"You a fan of classic rock?" Dean looked back, surprised.

"Yeah. Kansas is my second favorite of those, Metallica my first." She responded proudly.

Dean shrugged, pushing the cassette tape, and turned the knob, making pretty much any conversation ineffectual. The familiar tune to 'loverman' filled the car, and Ashlyn fought off giggles. Instead, she just smiled. She shouldn't make any dirty jokes about Sam and Dean, that would only freak them out. She could already see the new ship forming. Even though she was mostly talking to Dean about music so that they would have a better chance at taking them along for the ride. She leaned back, and enjoyed the Impala's vibrations from the now roaring engine and the loud music. She could tell that they were all in for a fun time.

The three girls sat nervously as they pulled into the motel parking lot. Now was the time that they would make their appeal, and see if they could guilt the boys into letting them join the adventure. The Impala stopped, and the engine and music cutting off. They all climbed out of the car, but they went no further when Olivia spoke.

"Um… you guys should take us with you." She asked quietly and profoundly, whipping out the all-familiar you can't say no to me face. She was really good at that type of thing. Her friends didn't know if it was her mommy voice that did it, or if she just had some bad ass in her.

"We really have no idea where we are, how we got here, or how to get back, and you guys are the only ones we can seem to trust." Ashlyn said, really laying it on thick for their situation.

"Yeah, please? We don't really know what to do? And we promise to do whatever you say, fingers crossed!" Katie said, accidentally sounding like a 5 year old making a pinky promise. All three stared at the boys together, putting on their best persuasive faces.

"Alright, we'll talk about it." Dean caved. "You guys should go wait in the motel though."

They nodded, grateful.

"Thank you." Olivia and Katie said, Katie being unable to hide the big goofy smile on her face. Once they were inside, they grabbed the only belongings that they still had- their phones and Olivia's supernatural pack. Ashlyn flopped on the bed, Olivia sat in the chair, and Katie sat on the other bed. Katie couldn't hold it in anymore.

"WE ARE GONNA HUNT MONSTERS!"

Sam and Dean leaned against the car, talking.

"Are you sure we should bring them with us?" Dean asked, incredulous.

"Yeah. They seem like they've been having a rough time, and they don't really have anywhere to go." Sam reasoned.

"Are you sure you just don't have the hots for one of them?" Dean half-joked.

"What? N-No. Definitely not. But I mean, what if some angel really did zap them here? I don't know how they guessed, but maybe they're right."

"Yeah, how did they guess anyway? They got it spot on! I think they aren't telling us something. I don't see what we can do for them" Dean said looking up at Sam.

"We can look after them. Make sure the angel doesn't come back, or that there aren't any after effects of the zap. Build up their trust, then they will most likely tell us what they know. Heck they could even come with us on the road. we can train them to be hunters… if they wa-"

"Are you sure you don't just wanna get in Olivia's pants?" Dean asked in a serious tone.

"Dean! Focus!" after Sam spoke, Dean nodded defensively and the conversation more or less ended. Then he said something.

"You were right."

"About what?"

"I shouldn't have lied to you. I do remember everything that happened to me in the pit. Everything." Dean admitted honestly.

"So tell me about it."

"No."

"Uh…"

"I won't lie anymore. But I'm not gonna talk about it." Dean stated stubbornly.

"Dean, look, you can't just go through this thing alone. You got to let me help." Sam reasoned

"How? Do you really think that a little heart-to-heart, some sharing and caring, is gonna change anything? Hmm? Somehow... heal me? I'm not talking about a bad day here."

"I know that."

"The things that I saw... there aren't words. There is no forgetting. There's no making it better. Because it is right here…" Dean reached up and tapped his head, "forever. You wouldn't understand. And I could never make you understand. So I am sorry."

"Alright, well let me know if there is anything I can do to help…" Sam offered.

"I'll be fine…. Oh, and Sammy?"

"What?"

"You totally like Olivia." Dean told him, snickering as he waltzed back to the motel.

Sam just stood there a moment in delay. Oh no. I like her.

After a few minutes, a knock sounded on the door.

"Okay, you guys can come with us." Came Dean's slightly muffled voice.

"Yay!" Katie cheered in her childish way, and rushed into the hallway. Dean and Sam were out there, towering over her. The other two girls walked down the walkway, when they stopped outside the car.

"But with only two conditions." Dean said. "One: Don't ask us about what we do. Two: Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts their cakeholes."

The three girls shared a look at the famous Dean quote. Ash and Olivia smiled and nodded. Suddenly, Katie had an idea that caused her to start to smile in irony

She fake-grinned and nodded vigorously. "As long as it's good music, we'll be fine. Also, what's so secret about what you do? It's not like you hunt monsters or anything." Katie said, managing to show only a slight smile before walking quickly to the black vehicle, suppressing giggles. They were all about to get in the car, when something occurred to Olivia.

"Hang on, I left something in the motel. Be right back." And with that, she jog-walked into the building. The four people waited outside the car for about a minute before Sam got restless.

"I'm going to go see what's talking her so long." Sam declared, before going inside as well. Almost as soon as he shut the door, he bumped into Olivia who was now clutching a black adidas bag.

"Oh, um, hey." Sam said.

"Hey." Olivia said, blushing.

"I came to see if you needed any help." Sam said, with a small smile.

"No thanks. I'm good." Olivia said. There was a pause, and Olivia took the opportunity to fill it.

"So…I'm glad you're not dead."

"Yeah, me too." There was another pause, and this time, Sam moved. He leaned in, and enveloped Olivia in a large hug. Olivia hugged back, and after a few seconds, they pulled away.

"What was that for?" Olivia asked, smiling.

"Just, um, thanks." He said.

"Well, they're probably wondering what's taking us so long."

"Yeah." And with that, they returned to their friends in the parking lot. Spotting Olivia's blush and awkward demeanor, Ashlyn and Katie began to smile and elbow their friend. Olivia pushed them away, trying not to smile. they finally got in the car, and Dean switched Metallica out with Kansas. 'Dust in the Wind' came on, and Ashlyn smiled. She did the air violin motions during the electric violin solo, as she played violin in an orchestra in her free time. This caused Katie to scowl and roll her eyes, as she was getting hit on the side of the head by her friend's dorky violin playing elbow.

Katie and Olivia looked out their windows, and Katie stared forward.

"Hey Katie?" Ashlyn asked innocently.

"Yeah?" She turned to her friend.

"I'm bored." Ashlyn stated in a whiny, dramatic tone.

"OH MY-"

It hadn't even been 5 minutes into the road trip and both Katie and Olivia were annoyed beyond recognition, thanks to their childish freckled friend.

This is gonna be interesting, Olivia thought, glancing at her two arguing best friends.

TO BE CONTINUED...