Takes place shortly before episode fifteen of season one. I own Tala Galtero and my friend owns Jennah Bailey. Original Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke. This is only the beginning of a series. "Because It's Not Me" is only the first story, there will probably be over four others, in a series.

Tala Galtero- Dark brown hair, brown eyes, lightly tanned skin, 5'10. Tala is Indian for wolf and Galtero is Spanish for warrior.

Jennah Bailey- light brown hair, green eyes, pale skin, 5'5. Jennah is Arabic for little and Bailey is English for bird.

Chapter 1

The Girl with Red Eyes

Prologue

I ran as fast as I could but it didn't seem to help. Every time I turned in a new direction she was standing there. I was starting to really loose it. Running up the stairs, I tripped half way up. I caught a glimpse of her at the bottom and it motivated me to keep going. I ran for my bedroom where my phone was but she was already there standing in the doorway. With tears nearly in my eyes, I ran into the closest room and slammed the door behind me. I had ended up in the bathroom. I slumped to the floor and scooted as far away from the door as I could. The lights started to flicker.

"PLEASE! Someone! Help me!" I screamed, sobbing uncontrollably.

Then the lights went out altogether.

Ch. 1 Part 1

~12 hours earlier~

"Hey Jen, do you want to go to the movies tonight? We can go see that new horror movie everyones been talking about." I said into the phone.

"Um sure? When do you want to go?" my best friend Jennah asked.

"Soon, I need to get out of this one horse town." I hopped into my pickup and started the engine. "I'll come pick you up now, then we can get something to eat."

"K. See you in a few." I hung up the phone and started out the drive way.

I lived about six miles out of town, so it didn't take long to get there. I pulled down the street Jennah lived on and parked outside her house. I looked around and saw that there was no one in sight. Smirking, I honked the horn for thirty seconds. The door to Jennah's house flew open and she appeared in it.

"Hold on!" she yelled aggravated, turning back inside.

She finally came out and we were able to head to the only decent place to eat in town. It was so busy that we had to park across the street. We were about to cross when one of our old high school class mates peeled out of the parking lot, sending gravel everywhere. He sped past us, over the speed limit, coming a few feet from hitting us.

"Hey jackass! Watch where you're going!" I yelled.

The pickup came to a screeching halt and the drivers side window rolled down. The guy leaned out of the window and peered back at us.

"Baby, you know you want me and my fine ride." he said winking.

"Only in your dreams Tray. Oh wait, not even then ass-wipe!" Jennah flipped him off and then walked towards the restaurant.

We got a table in no time since it was just the two of us. We ate while looking around at the different people that sat around us. We got many tourists during the Christmas break. There were a few hot guys sitting in the back, one I knew from work. He smiled at me when he caught my eye. Jennah wouldn't shut about it.

"Come on, lets get out of here." I grabbed my jacket off the back of the chair and paid the ticket feeling slightly uncomfortable.

As we were getting into my pickup, I glanced down at the fuel gauge and saw that it was almost on empty. "I need to fill up the tank before we head out."

Jennah nodded her head in understanding. I pulled into the outpost parking lot, pulled out a credit card to pay for the gas, and began to fill my tank up. The pump slowly stopped clicking and I put the nozzle of the hose back in its place. I opened my door and had trash thrown at me.

"Hey, found some trash. Thought you might want to get rid of it." Jennah laughed as I picked pieces of paper out of my hair.

"Real funny." I growled, stuffing the trash into a plastic bag.

I walked up to the doors where the trash can was just as a man came out. He wasn't really paying attention to where he was going so he ended up bumping shoulders with me.

"Sorry." he mumbled, not even glancing at me.

I stared after him. He was good looking but had the attitude of a big headed jock.

"Jerk." I said under my breath. After throwing the bag away I headed back to my pickup. I glanced over my shoulder in the direction that guy was heading and saw him heading to cross the street. I stopped and watched him for a second before something further up the street caught my eye. A white pickup that belong to the idiot Tray was speeding down the road. I glanced back at the guy who didn't seem to notice the on coming traffic, and Tray wouldn't see him until he was on top of the poor guy. I cursed slightly as I realized neither one of them was aware of the other.

"Hey dude!" I called starting to walk in his direction, but it didn't seem to catch is attention. "Shit.."

I took off in a full blown sprint after him. He was about to step out between two cars onto the street when I caught up to him. I grabbed him by the back of his leather jacket and yanked. He came toppling backwards on top of me. Tray sped on by without realizing he'd nearly killed someone. The guy I had saved cursed loudly when he saw he'd nearly been road kill. He rolled off of me and got to his feet. Looking down at my arm, I saw that I had landed in a pile of broken glass. The palm of my right hand was bleeding uncontrollably. the guy picked me up by my elbow and pulled me across the street.

"What are you...?" I started to ask as he pulled me to a nicer old model car.

"Shh." he reached into the back seat of the car, pulling out a first aid kit.

He removed the glass, poured water over it, making me wince, and then proceeded to smear some kind of medicine into the cuts. I gasped at the pain trying to yank my arm free but he held tightly to it. I gritted my teeth until he finished. He then started to wrap it in bandages.

"So do all your good Texan samaritan citizens drive like crazy drunks?" he glanced up at me with a small flirty smile.

"No, just the idiots.." I mumbled.

"Tala?" Jennah called running across the street. "What happened?"

"Tray." that was all I had to say for her to know what I meant.

She rolled her eyes and then stared at the man I had saved. He finished up with my hand and then looked between me and Jennah.

"Um.. random guy that I saved, I'm Tala and this is Jennah." I said extending my uninjured hand.

He looked down at it for a moment before taking it and shaking it. "I'm agent Ulrich."

"Can we not go with first name bases?" I asked.

"Agent?" Jennah said at the same time as I was talking.

He smiled even more. "Lars and yes I'm with the FBI. I hate to ask this, especially after I practically owe you my life, but do you know of anything about the deaths here in this town." His face grew serious now.

"Can I see your badge?" Jennah asked and when he handed it to her, she looked it over.

I thought back to what I'd seen on the tv earlier this morning. There had been three deaths in the past two weeks and the police was claiming they were all accidents. Though I thought it was weird to call a shower curtain wrapped around your neck and knotted an accident.

"Yeah.. I saw them on the tv." I said as Jennah handed him back his badge. "I knew all of the people too."

He tucked the badge inside his jacket. "Can you tell me of anything weird or suspicious going on before their deaths?"

I shook my head as a really tall guy came to stand next to agent Lars. "This is my partner, agent Kilmister." His partner flashed his badge and looked at us.

I nodded my head at him with a forced smile. Jennah had been deep in thought this entire time. "Oh!" she yelled as she remembered something. "I remember seeing Ginny right before she died. She didn't have a car so she walked everywhere and when I saw her she was acting odd. She kept glancing over her should like she expected someone to be following her but there was never anything there. And she jumped at the slightest things."

The two FBI agents looked at each other and then nodded their heads.

"Thank you so much for your assistance." Kilmister said giving a overly friendly smile.

"Yeah. Take care and remember to keep that clean so it doesn't get infected." Lars pointed down at my hand.

"Oh wait!" I said as something else popped into my head. "I also thought it was weird that everyone that's died was in our graduation class."

Lars's mouth formed a thin line, expressing concern. "We'll look into it."

I nodded my head as they got into their and started to back up out of the parking spot. I smiled as I took in the whole vehicle, it was really impressive.

"Nice car." I said over the purr of the engine.

"Thanks. My baby is the best '67 chevy Impala." Lars said leaning out the window before driving off.