I remember being Normal, remember the days i went to dance class, those days are just memories now though, Being normal is so overrated.
My mum wasn't a normal mum either, ok so yeah she took me to dance class, took me to school, but she was not a normal stay at home mum.... she was a demon hunter, and i have followed her footsteps, she trained me from a young age... along with the dance class i took martial art classes.... Karate, Taekwondo, Aikido, Kungfu, Kickboxing you name it....see not really normal is it.
I didn't mind though, she told me when i was 6 where she went for days on end, that there were things such and windegos, werewolves, vampires, the things that go bump in the night, from then on i admired her courage, her strength and knew one day i wanted to be just like her.
As i got older she taught me to fight, first hand to hand combat then using weapons...Its a good thing we had a huge house with a basement, which we sound proofed, that way the neighbours never knew.
On my 16th Birthday i didn't have a sweet 16th birthday party, i was told i could go on my first hunting trip, from that day on, i joined my mum on regular hunting trips, weekends and school holidays only though..... she would never let me miss school, which sometimes made it difficult to explain the bruises, cuts and broken bones.... good thing i still did martial arts, i just used to say 'mishap in class' ha!
My father never minded, he was just glad we came home from every trip, he kept himself busy at work while we were away.... My fathers a doctor, which turned out useful with the bumps and scrapes, he taught me to look after them so that when i left home i didn't bleed to death.....Good old Dad!
So that explains how i ended up here, driving in my Dodge Ram onto the next town, the local papers said how some Guys were disappearing, last place they visited was a bar on the outskirts! coincidence... I think not!
I decided to head to the bar early, Question the staff about the men who disappeared as i arrived i parked up beside a '67 Impala, I was in awe of the car, an old friend of my mums had a car just like this, i always wanted one, But Dad thought my Dodge was better, Guess its his way of protecting me.
I took one last glance as i walked into the bar, it looked exactly like Johns car actually, i closed the door behind me and noticed the bar man taking to two men, two very tall men, i waked closer and sat down at the bar, far enough to act as if i didn't care, but close enough to listen in
"so did these men leave alone or with a woman" one asked
"they left with women" he replied as he cleaned a glass
"same women?" the other asked
"no, but beautiful women, out of their league, probably their ideal women, never see the women again though"
"are you sure" they asked in unison
"yer, I'm sure" he snapped "now look I've had enough questions from the cops in this town already, if one more person asks me I'm gonna thump them"
Great there goes my chance to question him
he turned his back on the men and walked into the back, the two men looked at each other and began to talk to each other, one looked over the others shoulder straight at me, he had the most beautiful green eyes, he smiled and i smiled back
"well who do you think we should question next" the one with his back to me asked
the other nodded at me, "her!"
I looked down at the bar, pretending i wasn't listening in, the other looked over his shoulder at me as the green eyed man walked past him towards me, he followed closely behind
"hi" he said as he approached me
"Hi" i answered back and swiveled on my seat to face them
"so do you come to this bar regularly?"
it sounded like an awful chat up line and i smiled
"no, do you?" i asked
"no we are investigating the recent disappearances"
"really, what do you know about them?" i asked
"well....."
"dean" the other snapped
"sorry" he continued " we have to go....come on Dean" they started to walk away heading towards the door
"wait" i called and jumped off my seat and walked after them, we were outside when i caught up with them
"is that your Impala" i asked, it bothered me that it looked so much like Johns
"yer" the one called Dean replied "you like?"
"love it" i replied, "reminds me of an old family friends car"
"well did you know that the back seat of an impala is the best car to....."
"dean!" the other interrupted
Dean had a cheeky grin on his face, i knew how he was going to finish that sentence
I grinned back
"i had heard that" i replied
"I'm Jenna Greene" i introduced my self
"Dean, dean Winchester, this is my brother Sam"
i looked at the car again
"Winchester?" i asked puzzled
"Yer" dean answered
"was your father John Winchester"
they looked puzzled at me
"yer" continued Dean
"wait you knew our father" Dean asked
"well if its the same John Winchester who used to drive this beauty around, then yer, he worked with my mum occasionally"
"wait what....worked..."
"come on, if you haven't got it already.... come to a bar, which is the place that the men who have disappeared were last to be seen"
"your a demon Hunter?" asked Sam
"bingo" i replied and smiled at them both
"wait is your mum Wendy Greene" asked Sam
"the one and only- but she died 6 years ago." i stopped there, i didn't want to say anymore
"so because i don't want to be punched in the face, tell me what the barman told you"
Dean smiled and leaned back on his Impala
"the guys that go missing don't seem to be regulars, either just moved into town or passing through with friends, they came once and never come again, they have a few drinks, but never leave alone, always with a very hot chick."
"right but the women is never the same one"
"sure, guess you heard that then" Dean replied and smiled, i sweetly smiled back
"so we're thinking some sort of shapeshifter" Sam interrupted
"sure, transforms themselves into their ideal women, look do you fancy working on this one together?" i asked
"you know same town, same job, don't want to get in each others ways, team up!"
"sounds like a very good idea to me" Dean replied, Sam smiled and rolled his eyes
"theres a motel down the round, lets get a couple of rooms" Sam said
"sure bro one for you and one for me and Jenna, sounds like a good idea" Dean replied
i just smiled at Sam as he once again rolled his eyes
Dean climbed into his car and started the engine, the familiar roar brought goosebumps to my arms
"thanks Sam" i said and kissed him on the cheek
"ha, that sure will Piss him off" he said
"i thought it might" i smirked, and he smiled back
Dean honked his horn, "get in the car Sam" he sounded annoyed, we were right, it had pissed him off,