Love at First Fight

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Love at First Fight

"Shhhh!" Dean was a bit on edge, as they were following another vengeful spirit, and it had put a huge dent in his car. Sam had just knocked over something, making Dean jump. They had the salt and lighter fluid and were hoping this one would be quick and easy.

They both froze, hearing the same noise. Something was on the other side of the wall. They found the door and got ready to go in. Sam opened the door and Dean went in first, gun out. The room was completely dark. Sam heard something to his left but was immediately hit hard on the back of the head and knocked out. Dean spun round and was met with a blow to his head, but he wasn't knocked out. Instead he got up and glanced hastily around the room. Something moved behind him but he was quicker this time. He caught the pipe and threw it behind him. "I hate spirits," he muttered. "Sammy are you OK?" he shouted, and since his question was met with a groan and he took it that his little bro' was OK.

The entity took Dean unaware and he fell to the floor. It was on top of him and it punched him twice, hard, square on the jaw. "Dean, there's two more of 'em coming in!" shouted Sam. Dean heard the thing on top of him say 'shit' before getting off him and heading for Sam. Dean grabbed at its ankles and tripped it up. It kicked him in the face and went for Sam. "Son of bitch!" he murmured wiping the blood from his lip. He heard the sound of a long metal blade being taken out of its scabbard, then a female voice telling Sam to get his brother out of there. Sam was running over and then suddenly a bright fire appeared out of no where, the silhouette of a person and two other things that were melting away, in front of it.

The woman started moving towards them as the fire died out and Dean reached for his shotgun.

"You won't be needing that," said a female voice.

She made her way to a wall and pulled some planks of wood away. Light came streaming into the room and they saw a young woman, about their age, walking round collecting her stuff. Her clothing was rather tattered and her face was a little dirty. There was silence whilst Dean and Sam collected their thoughts.

Finally Dean spoke. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

The girl came over and sat on a box next to the boys. She withdrew a bottle of whisky out of her bag and took a large swig.

She gave a slight laugh then said, "My name's Sarah. And you're welcome because your boy Sam here would have been diced if I hadn't stepped in!"

"Hey I would have been just fine. Me and my brother have been fighting these things for years; we know what we're doing," Sam snapped.

Now that he could see her properly Dean thought this girl was beautiful - well he thought most girls were beautiful - but there was something about this one. She had natural red hair and the most amazing, fiery, blue eyes.

"Dream on honey, I am way out of your league," said Sarah, noticing the way he looked at her.

Sam laughed and Dean slapped him on the back of the head.

Sarah looked at her watch and shifted her gaze sadly to the door.

"Are you OK?" Dean asked, seeing the look on her face.

"My dad should be here. He lead the spirits away so I could salt and burn the bones. But they came back and he didn't. I don't know where the hell he I," Sarah replied with a tear running down her cheek.

Dean looked at Sam and he nodded then Dean put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"We'll help you find him." he said.

"No. I will find him," Sarah said standing up and walking to the window. "You boys must have other things to do; besides I don't even know you. You could be demons for all the hell I know," she said starting to collect her things.

"Hey we're not demons! We're hunters and we just wanna' help. You don't know what's out there." Dean said trying not to let his temper get the better of him, at the fact he had just been called a demon.

"Hey, I know what's out there," she said, rounding on him. "Hell I've been fighting these things for over twenty-three years. Since I was two my dad would take me hunting, first things in the forest, then on real hunts! I spend all my time tracking and destroying these sons of bitches. I'm not allowed a social life, I'm not allowed to love. My dad is the only person in the world I have! You two at least have each other. Now you tell me you know how that feels. So, if you'll excuse me, I need to go find my father, without your help" And, with that, she walked out the room.

They tried shouting after her but she didn't reply and, when they looked out, she was gone.

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