I sat at the bar thinking long and hard about all the things that had happened lately. You see six months ago I lost my husband and best friend. I was working the night shift at the gas station in town trying to find my dream job in publishing. I had a master's degree in English Language and Literature. Of course finding my dream job wasn't easy so I was stuck at this crappy job. It had been a long night and I had, had to deal with so many drunken idiots trying to get in my pants; all I wanted to do was go home and curl up with my husband. However when I got home something felt off, "Babe." I said going downstairs. I made it down the stairs and into the man cave and what I saw I almost couldn't believe. The room was completely trashed. The TV broke and my husband's beloved PS3 destroyed. "Jason Alexander!" I yelled trying to find him. Why I yelled his full name I'm still not a hundred percent sure maybe I thought it would catch his attention better if he was hurt. However he never answered me because he was too preoccupied with something else.

I went back up stairs and toward our bedroom to continue my search. When I got to the kitchen at the top of the stairs I noticed that the chair was turned over and blood was on the floor. How I didn't notice it when I got home is a mystery still unsolved. With trepidation and worry I followed the blood toward our bedroom hoping I found him okay and the blood was from whomever had broke in. I use the term broke in loosely because they clearly weren't wanted here, but the backdoor had been unlocked so nothing had been broke other than what was inside. Unfortunately when I found him he was in our bedroom crawling toward the shotgun with a man standing over him. I had my 45 on my side so I grabbed it and fired all six shots into the man. All it seemed to do was piss him off and that scared me even more than I already was. What was this guy on that he could take those shots like it was nothing? But when he turned around I realized it wasn't a man at all. No amount of drugs could make a man look like that so I had my answer. It was a vampire, the thing of nightmares.

I thought I was losing my mind due to the fear and crazy situation I was in. "Watch out." I heard someone behind me say. At first I didn't move, I was frozen from the shock of it all. When I finally moved the new man, who I later learned was named Bobby, fought the vampire and weakened it with dead man's blood before cutting its head off with a machete. "Thank you." I told him before going over to my husband. He was bleeding terribly and I didn't know what to do. "Please help my husband." I begged the man. There was blood everywhere, on my husband and the floor. "Babe I'm sorry that I'm leaving you." Jason began. "NO don't you talk like that this man is going to save you." I said looking him in the eyes the best I could. I was trying to reassure myself more than Jason however. "Sweetie I'm sorry but there is nothing I can do. He is either gonna die or turn into one of those blood sucking monsters you tried to kill." The man said. I looked at him then at my husband. I knew he was telling the truth no matter how much it hurt to admit. "So what do we do?" I asked. He looked at me and sighed. I could tell he knew how much it hurt to lose someone you love right then. "We get all the guns we can and then burn the place." He told me. I looked down at Jason crying my eyes out. I didn't like the idea at all. Jason was my husband and best friend and I had to kill him. That was even harder than the thought of burning my childhood home, but both had to be done or I would be hunted for murder, when none of it was my fault to begin with.

"I love you so much babe and I always will. I promise I will watch over you." Jason said. I knew he was telling the truth, but it didn't take the pain away. Jason was always there for me, protecting me and I was beginning to hate myself for failing him. "Baby," he said in a hushed voice. I looked down at him and saw the pain and love in his eyes. "Promise you will move on and find someone else. Also know that this isn't your fault and I know you are only doing what has to be done." Jason said with his final breath. I looked at Bobby and nodded letting him know I was as ready as I was ever going to be. We went around the house picking up all the shotguns, rifles and all the ammo. We then filled the inside of the house with gas and the surrounding area. As the house burned I turned to Bobby the only person I now had. "Cassidy...Cassidy Matthews." I told him. "Bobby Singer." He said in return. As the house burned down he told me how there were other evils out there not just the one that had killed my husband. So I decided going with Bobby and starting over was my best chance. The last six months I had stayed at Bobby's house learning about all the evils out there; from ghosts and demons straight down to vampires and werewolves. He also taught me all he knew about guns and hand to hand combat. Although I didn't need much teaching in the gun department as they had always been a hobby growing up. I had gone on plenty of easy hunts with Bobby learning the ropes. He had told me all about the boys as he called them and the things that were going on with them trying to stop the apocalypse.

That is why I am sitting in this beat up old bar sipping a beam and coke in the first place. Bobby thought I had enough experience to come and help the boys even though I thought otherwise. I was here to hunt as well as try and make sure no more seals got broke. After all no one and I mean no one other than the demons want Lucifer out and about right? I still couldn't believe how much my life had changed. I was an innocent bystander that started hunting because after finding out that there were things that go bump in the night I felt I had to, and now I was to try and keep the kids world from ending with two guys that didn't know how to do it themselves. What had I gotten myself into that night when I went with Bobby? "Hi you must be Cassidy." I heard behind me. When I turned around I had to look up. Dean was a lot taller than me considering I was only four foot eleven and he was also very well built. "Yeah I am." I told him looking into his gorgeous green eyes. I knew he was trying to figure me out and were I fit into all of this by the look he was giving me. I didn't have a problem with it; I would be doing the same if I was him. After all Bobby may have told me all about them but, he hadn't told them anything about me other than my name and what I looked like.

"Sorry you had to sit in the bar so long but Dean here had to make himself look pretty." I heard someone else say. I looked up Sam's tall well built frame into his beautiful hazel eyes. I was mesmerized by how amazing his eyes looked and how adorable his shaggy hair was. "Oh so even though he acts like the big tough guy he's actually a woman in disguise." I said in a joking tone. Sam laughed and I loved the sound of it. Dean gave me this evil look before saying, "HAHA we got a joker on our hands. Now let's get back to the hotel before my side busts from laughing so much." I knew Dean wasn't mad that he was only joking back. I just hoped things kept up this way because this was the happiest I had been in the past six months. Although soon I would realize things don't always work out the way you want them to.

"So what's going on?" I asked as we sat in the hotel room. After all if I was going to help stop the apocalypse from happening I needed to know the facts. It hadn't been a long drive to the hotel but, it was spent mostly listening to music and giving small bits of information about ourselves, so I had no idea what was going on what so ever. I hadn't minded the music it was some of my favorite nor telling them about me, but it didn't really help in the grand scheme of things. "Well so far a guy was found dead from eating razor blades that were in the candy his wife had just bought. Happy Halloween to that guy right?" Dean said. While it was a strange way for someone to die it wasn't the most gruesome I had seen someone die so it didn't faze me. "Okay so now we go and question the wife see if she had something to do with it or knows who might, however it will have to wait till morning." I said. I looked around the room and realized I was going to either have to get my own room, sleep on the floor or share a bed. "You can take my bed." Sam said. I couldn't believe Sam was willing to give up his bed for me, he had just met me and I wasn't used to people being so kind. It was sweet and I really appreciated it but, I couldn't bring myself to do that to him. "How bout I go take a shower and we will discuss this further when I return." I told him.

Dean raised an eyebrow surprised I wasn't jumping at the aspect of sleeping in the bed while Sam chuckled before nodding. I grabbed my bag of bathroom supplies and the pajamas I planned on wearing and hurried to the bathroom. While I was waiting for the water to warm up I could hear the boys talking. "Dude she is smoking hot but something seems off." I heard Dean say. "Like what that even though she is a girl and a small one at that she hunts?" Sam replied. "No Sam we've seen female hunters before. It's well what made her start hunting, how does she know Bobby? Stuff like that, I mean she clearly knows about us so why didn't Bobby tell us about her huh man?" He said. It was quit for a while and right before I got into the shower I heard Sam. "Well when she gets out if she feels up to it, why don't you ask her yourself since it seems to be bothering you so bad." Sam told Dean. I loved the feeling of the hot water on my tight muscles. I knew Dean would question me and I was ready to answer. I however didn't know how well I would handle telling them about losing Jason. I never even talked to Bobby about it and he had been there that night. So how was I supposed to talk to these two about it? Especially since I had just meet them and was bad for keeping my emotions hidden. I relaxed and washed off as I finished my thoughts. Grabbing my towel I dried off before throwing on my boxers and spaghetti strap. It was all I had to sleep in I hadn't really thought to get anything else before staying with the guys. "Oh well if it bothers them they'll have to get over it." I told myself as I walked out of the bathroom. When I did, I found Sam doing research on his laptop and Dean watching sports drinking a beer.

I sat down next to Sam and asked if he found anything yet. To which he told me he hadn't. Dean then turned the TV off and finally looked at me. When he did his eyes popped out of his head I laughed causing Sam to look at Dean and laugh as well. Dean shook his head trying to remove thoughts of me naked I'm sure and I guess he decided now was the best time to start asking questions. "How did you get into hunting?" he asked. Sam looked at me waiting for an answer while Dean looked like if I didn't answer soon he would bust. I then proceeded to tell them about my husband and what had happened that night. It wasn't easy, but the kind understanding look in their eyes made it easier for me to open up. I probably could have given the short version and left it at that, but something about them made me want to open up for the first time in a long time. By the time I got through I was a crying mess. I had gone numb the night it happened holding everything in and not letting out the pain and anger. However telling the boys had let it all come out which was probably for the best in the long run, but I didn't know how to stop the crying or the sobs that made my body shake.

Both Dean and Sam tried to comfort me in some way. Dean's phone then decided to ring. "She's crying right now about what happened the night you two meet but other than that she is okay." Dean answered whatever Bobby had asked. "No we haven't found anything yet, but when we do we will call you." Dean said before hanging up. I looked up at Sam as I finally stopped crying. He and Dean had both waited patiently on me to pull it together. "Sorry I just hadn't talked to anyone and everything just came out. Thank you for comforting me and just letting me get it all out." I told them. They both smiled at me letting me know it was okay. Dean then looked at Sam and me and said, "We need to get some shut eye so we can start trying to figure out what's going on. And I'm pretty sure Cassidy would like some beauty sleep." Dean said. I flipped him the bird as Sam looked at me. "Look Sam we are both adults why don't we just sleep in the same bed. Then tomorrow I can sleep with Dean that way you can get a normal night's rest." I told him. Sam and Dean both nodded their okay. I crawled into bed and Sam cuddled up behind me. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep. I hadn't slept well lately and it had finally caught up to me.