AN: What's up, people? This is my first TV fanfic. Joel and I both love Supernatural. I'm Jo and Dean forever, but the bitch died on us, so Joel and I had to create a new love for Dean. A better one. One that will not blow herself up.
Scared Eyes
By Luce and Joel
Seventeen year old Grey Albany had a good life. She was one of the best young Hunters. She lived with her father, and he taught her everything. When death took her dad, she was forced into living with her mother and step-father. Neither were Hunters, and neither had the sight /AN: I made it so that the Hunters had the "The Sight" Only Hunters can see the things that go bump in the night, normal humans can't / So they had to have her forcefully taken into a mental lockup.
After loosing Jo and Sam, Dean was devastated. One night Castiel came with a mission. A mission for Dean. Not a normal Hunt, but a Rescue. And it wasn't a rescue from the Supernatural. It was from a human. Dean's mission is to bust a teenaged Hunter out of a mental lockup. That teenager is Grey Albany.
Chapter one:
Grey was hopeless and helpless as the white coated doctor came into her bedroom. He sauntered over to her sterile bed, where she was restrained. He produced a long, razor-thin needle.
"Please!" She screeched. "You've got to believe me! He's standing right there!" Tears were hot on her face.
The vampire in the corner just stood there laughing, his fangs elongated. Grey was gifted with the Sight, just like all Hunters, but her mother and step-father just couldn't believe her. Seventeen and sentenced to a mental lockup.
The doctor glanced over his shoulder. "Grey, honey, there's no one there." He said calmly.
"He's going to hurt me! Please! Get me out of here!"
"Grey." He insisted. "Just look at me. Just look at me. There's no one over there."
"NO! God you idiot! He's going to kill us! I know how to kill him! I'll kill him is you just LET ME UP!"
The doctor shook his head. He jammed the needle into Grey's neck.
She didn't feel the needle as it went in, but she felt the drug. She screamed as the painful seizure rocked through her. The pain from the drug left almost as soon as it came.
One of the doctors put the metal cuff around her wrist.
He looked down at Grey. "What do you see?" He asked.
She wasn't going to lie. "God!" she exclaimed. "Are you all idiots! Do none of you have the Sight! There's a vampire waiting to rip out your throats!"
The doctor frowned and turned a knob on the machine that her cuff was hooked up to. A shock of electricity shot through her body. An agonized scream tore out of her mouth.
"Grey? What do you see?"
"Vampire!" she rasped.
Another shock jolted through her; stronger this time. If her scream was agonized before, than she didn't know what to call this.
It was as if Lucifer slithered his burning hand down her throat, yanked a bloodcurdling shriek of pain out of her mouth, and opened his hand, releasing it upon the room.
Just then, there was movement against the window. A shock of black hair and blue eyes peered at her through the window. A man. He locked eyes with her.
"Help." She mouthed, as another shock jolted through her.
Sympathy filled the man's eyes, and Grey saw the shadow of great wings. She pleaded with her eyes for him to stay another moment. He stood his ground so she got the message.
His eyes bored into hers.
A name came whispering into her mind. Castiel.
Grey understood. He is an Angel. Castiel.
Electricity jolted through her. "Castiel!" She screamed. It was the first thing in her mind.
He smiled warmly, and nodded.
A name whispered into head again. This time it was her own. Grey. The Angel knew her name.
As a terrible shock went through her, Grey cried out the name that her father always told her would bring her help, "DEAN!"
