Okay, so this is my newest fanfic. It's a Supernatural fanfic. And I'm feeling pretty good about it. Now, I know what you're thinking, the 'add a female character to the Winchester pair and have her travel with them' is a little over done. When I got the idea, I wasn't going to do it. But it just wouldn't get out of my head. So be a dear, and just bear with me, yeah? Thanks!!!

Now, if you know me and my writing, you know I care a lot about grammar and spelling, so if by some chance I'm having an off day or something and my grammar or spelling is awful, let me know, I'll fix it.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Just Penelope.

Prologue

In the darkness of the hotel room, there was silence. It was as if the body lying in the bed wasn't even there. Their breathing was quiet, their body still beneath the cover. The sudden ringing of the phone shattered the silence in half. Its shrill tone rousing the girl out of her slumber, she turned to her side, huffing at the phone as if it was her worst enemy. But when she looked at the screen, there was no sign of an incoming call.

"What the_" She stopped short when she realized it wasn't the phone on the night stand ringing. The girl lifted herself from the bed, ignoring the chill she got when her feet touched the icy floor. She reached her suitcase and unzipped the front pocket. 'Unknown Caller', the screen read. She sighed, she knew she didn't have to answer, but her curiosity got the better of her.

"Hello?"

"…"

"Hello?" She said again, this time her voice tainted with apprehension.

"Penn…it's me." The gruff voice from the other side of the call answered.

"I'm sorry, who is 'me' exactly?" She asked as politely as she could. The early morning wasn't allowing her brain to process the familiarity of the voice. An audible sigh was heard from the caller.

"John. John Winchester."

"Oh." She was worried when she had answered it would be him, or any of the others. A job, probably. Well, he was in for a surprise, she wasn't taking jobs anymore. And after this phone call, she was going to get rid of the phone. That would put an end to this. Put an end to her guilt. "Hey John. What's new?" She asked as casually as possible.

"I know that we haven't talked in a while. I heard you wanted it that way. Everybody's saying you quit. You know, after what happened to your dad." She almost hung up when she heard this. It's been a year. A year since her dad got killed. A year since she gave it all up.

"Look John. I wasn't mad at anybody. I told Bobby that. It was nobody's fault. It's just that, I was in all this because of my dad. To help him. And now that he isn't here anymore, I don't see the point in…I just don't see the point."

"I get that. And I wouldn't be calling unless I had to. I've got a problem. I'm on a hunt, and I can't finish it."

"John…" She interrupted, knowing exactly where he was going with this.

"I need some help, Penn. Actually, my boy, Dean. I don't think you ever met him, did you?"

"No, I didn't John. But I don't see_"

"Penn…you think you can help me? Just this once. I hate to say that you owe me, but…" The pair couldn't help but share a laugh at that. She did owe him, a million times over. He saved her life, more than once, and in more ways than one. Taught her things, things she won't easily forget.

"Yeah, I know." She said.

"It won't take more than a few days." Penelope let out a chuckle. John Winchester's idea of a few days was a bit different than hers. "Just get in, get out." She almost didn't see the point in putting up more of a fight; she knew she was going to go. Her last hunt didn't go well, not at all. This would give her a chance to get some closure. End her 'career' on a good note.

"Alright John. I'll do it."

"Thanks Penelope. It means a lot." Penelope smiled to herself. John never called her Penelope, said it was to girly of a name for a hunter.

"So where do I meet you?"

"Well, that's why I brought up Dean. You remember when I said that I can't finish the job? I'm not there anymore, but if I know my boy, he will be."

"Where is 'there' exactly?" She asked getting out her pen and a piece of paper.

"Jericho, California. There's a hotel, off the highway. Beat up, pretty shabby."

"Yeah, that sounds about right."

"Go to room ten. All the details of the hunt are in there. You can do this, no problem. Keep an eye out for Dean, I don't know when he'll show up, but I have a feeling he will."

"John, in all the time that I've known you, I've never seen you give up on a hunt. Why this one? What have you gotten yourself into?" She heard him chuckle a bit.

"Why do you assume I've gotten myself into anything?"

"Call it intuition." She said smiling. She knew he wasn't going to tell her.

"Look, I have to go. You need to get away from where ever you are as soon as possible. I'm putting you into danger by calling you like this. I can't thank you enough."

"John, you're scaring me."

"Don't be scared. Just be safe." And with that he hung up the phone.

She looked at the phone for a minute. The call ended so abruptly, it was almost as if it was a dream. Did John Winchester just call her? Is she really going on this hunt? She had never gone on a hunt alone before. She almost hoped to run into this Dean, but then again she didn't want to meet any more hunters. Their lives were too complicated, too dangerous. She wanted to be done with it all more than anything. But first, this last hunt. Penelope had to go to Jericho, California.

Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed the prologue and that you'll read the next chapter. Which I am working on right now. You guys are awesome and your input is even more awesome. So, review, let me know what you think.

-Sam