Alyssa looked in the mirror at her dark red swept bangs and elbow length hair, she was wearing a green army jacket, a flannel, genes, and black combat boots. She never cared about looks, except in guys.
Alyssa had been in foster care her whole life today she turned 20, the oldest you could be to be in foster care. Alyssa had a blue 69 Chevy Camaro convertible, she loved that car more than anything ever. Her sixth foster parents had gotten it for her.
Alyssa pulled into a motel in Lawrence Kansas, she was told that's where she was born. Alyssa was told two years ago that her mother had died when she was only 1 month, she was also told she has two brothers. Alyssa was determined to find her brothers and hopefully her father.
The next morning Alyssa woke up to Syrians. She though on her clothes and walked outside coroners were taking a body out of the room three doors down from her room. She saw three men walking toward the crime scene two wearing tuxes one wearing a long beige trench coat. They showed police their FBI badges, the guy in the trench coat was holding his upsidedown.
Before they went under the caution tape Alyssa walked toward them "hi um agents what's going on" , "there's been a murder" the guy with the dirty blonde hair said "what happened" "that's what we're here to find out". Alyssa thought the guy with the dirty blonde hair was kind of rude, but she noticed there was something oddly familiar about him she just couldn't think of what it was.
When the agents walked out of the motel room they walked to their 67 Chevy Impala. Alyssa walked up to them again she wanted to know if they knew anything about her family, she thought they wouldn't but why not give it a shot. "Agents, sorry to disrupt you again but I was just wondering if you knew anyone with the last name of Winchester, when I was only a month old I was put in foster care because of my mother's death. I was told I had two brothers , my fathers whereabouts are unknown". The "agents" mouths were wide open. "We should talk about this inside, you have a motel room?" "Ya".
Dean and Cas Sam followed Alyssa inside. As soon as they got in and closed the door Dean put Alyssa up against the wall holding a pocket knife to her throat. " IS THIS SOME KIND OF JOKE, YOU THINK THIS FUNNY" Dean yelled, "WHAT NO" "PROF I WANT PROF". " there's a picture of my mom in my duffel bag on the bed, Sam started shuffling though it Cas stood on the side giving Alyssa a confused glare. Sam stopped shuffling he picked up a slightly crumbled photo of Mary Winchester. Sam showed the photo to Dean, and he lowered his knife but Dean took a flask filled with holy water from one of the inside pockets of Cas's trench coat and flung it on her face "what the hell was that for" "just making sure".
Alyssa, Dean, Sam , and Cas were all sitting and talking they had been doing this for about twenty minutes now "hey...brothers..." Alyssa smiled she thought it was so weird to say that word "do you know where our dad is?" The room fell silent "I'm sorry Alyssa" said Cas "oh".
Hey guys thx for reading I hoped you enjoyed it. This is only my second story so plz don't hate. I should be able to upload within this week.
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