(Note: I got the idea from someone's story I read, if that person does not wish me to use them, say so and I will stop. Thanks.)

Chapter One

Damian Freeland yawned as she drove her red 1966 Chevelle, black Great Dane sitting in the passenger seat. Bobby Singer had called her a few hours before and told her that he had a case that she might be interested in, in true Damian fashion she'd hopped on her motorcycle and set off to South Dakota, she'd been driving for twenty hours straight. When she finally arrived at Bobby's house, which was the only home she'd had sense she was four years old, she was surprised to see Bobby along with two other guys. One very tall with shaggy brown hair, the other medium height with short brown hair, both where very handsome but there was something special about the shorter one that made Damian's heart skip a beat. Damian stopped in front of the porch and climbed out of the car. Confused and angry as to why Bobby would have people over when he knew she was coming.

"Who are they?" Damian asked. "And why are they here?"

"Wait, she's a chic? I thought you said this specialist was a dude named Damian?"

"I didn't want you to judge her 'cause she was a girl."

"I am a guy named Damian, sometimes, I'm sure you've changed your hat a few times." Damian said. "That doesn't answer my question though, Bobby, why are they here? What is the one thing I ask of you? The one thing? No one knows I exist, you know what this could mean for me."

"Do you think I'd let just anyone come see you? You can trust 'em."

"Who are they?"

"They can hear you." The shorter one said.

"This is Dean and Sam – Winchester."

"Great, you let the two who are responsible for the freaking apocalypse see me?" Damian yelled angrily.

"You never made a mistake?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah, I forgot to let Prince out and he crapped on the floor. I lost my keys. I never started the end of the world." Damian said, Prince who was watching Dean and Sam carefully let a low growl

"There's a four year old girl being possessed by a demon, you just gonna let her lie in some physiatric ward, while this thing kills her from the inside out?" Bobby asked.

Damian sighed and shook her head. "I'm Damian Freeland. This is Prince." Damian said. "Bobby, I'll be in my room I've been up for two days and I need a bath."

Damian walked past them, Prince, at her heels, he growled softly as they passed.