I woke up tied to a chair. I tried to move but the rope was so tight, I couldn't. I heard footsteps slowly come towards me. "You're Dean's girl huh?" I heard a voice.

"Uh... I guess? Can you just tell me why I'm here... Whoever you are." I said. A figure slowly came to life. He was sort of tall, had short, brown hair, and had faded facial hair.

"Who are you and why am I here?" I asked.

"My name huh?" he said.

"Yeah. Your name."

"My name... is Garth."

"Garth?" I chuckled a little.

"Have a problem?"

"No. No problem at all."

"Then why were you laughing?"

"You're too adorable to be tough and I just think your name suits you perfectly."

"Really? Well, in that case, do you want to work with me?"

"Yeah sure. Anyone else?"

"Yeah. My friends Sam and Dean Winchester."

"Okay. Let me go now."

Garth nodded and untied me. He explained to me who Sam and Dean were and I knew everything he was saying. I probably know more about them than he does. "Okay. They sound awesome."

"Yeah they really are. I can't wait for you to meet them."

We pulled up to the hotel Sam, Dean, Castiel and I were staying at. "I uh...I don't know which room they're staying in. I only got the hotel." he said in disappointment."

"How'd you even find the hotel?" I asked.

"GPS."

"Okay...okay." it seemed weird that he put a GPS in Sam and Dean's phones.

"What do you think? Which room?"

I acted like I was thinking. "Uh, I think it's 258 on the second floor."

"Why that number?"

"Garth. The first thing you should know about me, is that I'm always right." I said. I turned around and went up the stairs. I heard Garth follow me and ask, "Why not take the elevator."

"Because it's only the second floor and we're on the first. Not that bad."

We reached my room and I knocked on the door. Garth questioned me again.

"Why-"

"Just because." I whispered.

The door opened and I saw Sam. "Leigh!" he shouted. He picked me up and spun me around like he always does. He walked in while he was holding me. He put me down and shouted for Dean. Dean came out and saw me. He ran up to me and kissed me. He let go and hugged me. He picked me up too, but didn't spin me around like Sam did.

"I'm so glad you're okay." he whispered.

"I'm okay. I'm okay." I whispered back.

He put me down and looked at the door. "Garth?" Dean questioned in shock.

"Dean! Hey!" Garth came up Dean and tried to hug him, but Dean wouldn't let him.

"You kidnapped Leigh!" Dean said, raising his voice.

"No I didn't."

"Then how did I end up at the same place you were!?" I asked.

"I don't know!"

"You seemed like you knew what you were doing."

"Yes because I was excited and I thought I could practice on someone. I have been trying to figure out how to close and or open the gates of Hell."

"So you torture someone you don't even know, to get nothing out of her?"

"Wait, do you know how to close the gates of Hell?"

"Uh... Not really." I responded.

"See! You were going to hurt her, when she has zero knowledge on what you're talking about."

"Look Dean I'm sorry. It was just an order from-"

"An order? From who?"

"I can't say."

Dean let go of me and grabbed a gun out of his army green bag on the bed. He went up to Garth and put the tip of the gun under his chin. "From who?" Dean asked. Dean was pushing it. He couldn't kill Garth.

"Dean!" I said. "Back away!" I came up to him and took his arm down. The gun was loaded and when I grabbed Dean's wrist, the gun went off and hit my leg. I fell down in pain and grabbed my leg. It was bleeding like hell. I was shaking and freaking out. Dean dropped the gun and tried to help me. I looked at my leg and it was healing. When it stopped, I looked at Dean in shock and confusion. Then I looked up at Castiel. "What. It wrong with me?"

"I...I don't know." Castiel said. I looked at Garth.

"Who gave you the order?" I asked. Garth paused for a moment.

"Crowley." he said.