This is going to be considered a lost episode from season 1 or 2.
I do not own Supernatural, only the characters I created. No infringement intended. This is from a dream I have been having and I'm adding to it for it to make sense.
A lot of my stories come from dreams. This is my first Supernatural story. Please don't review about anything to do with grammar.
I had some very bad experiences with beta readers or the beta readers got too busy and took too long to get back to me, so I don't use them anymore.
Chapter 1
The Winchester brothers had just finished a job in Kewaunee, Wisconsin and were packing up to leave when they get a knock at the door. Dean drops his clothes into his bag, pulls out his gun, looks in the peephole and answers the door. He opens it up and someone falls forward. He catches the small figure quickly. He manages to put his gun down on the desk. "Sam!" Sam comes rushing out from the bathroom. "Quick." He gently carries the small figure to the bed after Sam quickly cleans it off. Sam notices the backpack on the floor and carries it over to the bed where the small figure is laying.
They check to make sure the small figure isn't a demon or something evil. "Do you want me to check with the knife?" Sam asks as Dean is hesitant. "No." He makes a small cut and nothing happens. "Well whoever it is, they're not evil or a demon." Sam points to the backpack. "Maybe we should check in there." "Knock yourself out Sam." Dean cleans and bandages her arm. He leans over the small figure and notices the necklace. It looks like one of those crystals that you find in a mystic shop. He touches it and turns it over in his hand gently and feels a slight tingle. He notices it is hollow. The cord is black and thinly braided.
Sam looks through the backpack. "Well she's a girl alright." He clears his throat as he tries to put back the trimmed laced pink undershirt (with a build in bra) without Dean noticing. "Not your color Sam." "Not funny." Sam stuffs the undershirt back into the backpack. He pulls out a thick sketch book. He sets Dean's gun to the side. A few drawings fall out and He picks them up. It's of two men. The tall one has a S above it and the shorter one has a D above it.
"Dean you have to see these." Dean gets up and walks over, grabs his gun and sets it down on the nightstand. Sam hands them to him and he looks at them. "Is that us?" He shrugs. "I don't know, but look at these." Dean looks closely and recognizes the Impala. "How is that possible?" Sam looks over at the small figure. "How long do you think she'll be out?" Dean looks over at the small figure. "I don't know, but maybe we should look through the sketch pad and see what we can find out."He sits on the couch in the hotel room and opens a beer he took from the cooler on the floor.
Sam turns to the inside cover and reads the inside cover. "This belongs to Pyro." "Dean looks at the small figure and back at Sam. "Pyro, isn't that short for something? Sam clears his throat. "It's either short for pyromaniac or Pyrokensis for someone who can start fires with their mind." "What else is there?" Sam turns some more pages and stops. "It shows a small figure with a bag holding it close to the coin return on a venting machine. Sam turns a few more pages. A sketch appears to be of a few on one page, like a sequence. One shows the small figure alone in an alley. Right along side it, it shows the small figure surrounded by people with fangs and claws. Below it shows the figure's necklace glowing and the last one shows fire consuming them with the girl standing untouched.
Sam turns the page and looks at the sketch. He shows it to Dean. It's a sketch of two men very detailed and above each one is their name and last name. Written on bottom is the word in capital letters "HUNTERS"
Sam and Dean suddenly feel the temperature in the room increase. They both look over and notice the girl is moving around as if she's having a nightmare. Dean rushes over just when the girl wakes up. She sees Dean and puts her hands up to protect herself. Dean feels the rush of hot air hit him and shouts. "It's okay, calm down; we're not going to hurt you." The girl looks at Dean and puts her hands down and the room temperature drops back to normal. "I'm Dean and this is Sam." Dean motions to Sam. The girl motions with her hands. "I'm sorry I don't understand you." The girl motions for a something to write. Dean gets up and grabs the pad of paper and a pen off the nightstand and hands it to her. She writes and gives it to Dean. Dean reads the note out loud, "My name is Pyro and I need your help." Dean looks down at the note and then back at the girl.
The girl looks her bandaged arm. "We just had to make sure you weren't a demon or something evil, so we had to do a few tests." She writes another note and hands it to Dean. Dean reads it out loud. "It's okay I understand, I was doing okay until the other night when I fell asleep and saw something. I don't know if it was a dream or memories. I drew it in my sketch book; will you get me my sketch book?
She opens it and shows it to them. The sketch shows a small figure looking out of a door that's almost closed. A man and woman are being held. The men are ugly and have long teeth and nails. On the bottom there is another sketch of the dead man and woman and a small figure with a backpack going out a window. On the bottom in huge letters is written." Monsters are real."
She writes on the pad and hands it to Sam. Sam reads it out loud. "I need to find out who I am and why I'm being hunted by those things." Sam clears his throat. "Look we wouldn't even know where to start." She nods her head, gets up, grabs the sketch book sticks it in the backpack and heads to the door. "Don't go yet." Dean walks over to Sam and directs him to the other side of the room. "Well since we're between jobs, what would look into it?" "Dean we don't have anything to go on except the sketches and what good are those." Dean looks at her and then back at Sam. "We're finished here so we may as well work on this one." Sam glances at her and then back at Dean. "Okay, but promise me that if we can't help her, you'll let it go." He smiles. "Okay." Dean walks over to her, "We can't promise you anything, but we'll work your case." She nods her head. "We should leave." They grab their things and leave.
Dean opens the door and let's her into the backseat. She pulls off her backpack and drops it next to her. "I think we should head south. "Does that sound good to you?" Dean looks in the backseat. She nods her head. Dean starts the car and turns on the radio as classic rock fills the car. Dean glances to the backseat and notices she's nodding her head to the music. "I like her already." Sam glances back and then to Dean, but doesn't say anything. Dean pulls out of the parking lot of the hotel.
Please note: An undershirt with a build in bra is for those who don't have much up there. It's much more comfortable then a bra.