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A twenty year old girl with in a black dress stood at the edge of her parents graves. She didn't shed a single tear. As much as she tried she just couldn't cry, not yet. She put on a brave face through the rest of the funeral. Before she got into her car she heard her name and turned to see two men who looked to be in their early twenty's. The shorter one looked slightly uncomfortable in his black suite. "Can I help you gentlemen?" she asked calmly. "My name is Sam Winchester and this is my older brother Dean. We were wondering if you wanted some company?" the taller one asked. The girl looked at them suspiciously. "My name is Sandralee Farmer everyone calls me Sandy. Do you two not have a ride to the luncheon?" she asked not being able to keep the annoyance out of her voice. "Yeah but that's our point. You aren't going to the luncheon are you?" Sam shot back at her. "No I'm not. What makes you think I want any company right now? I just lost my parents for loves sake!" Sandy said glaring at them both. "Loves sake?" Dean asked. "It's a long story and while you might have the time to hear it I don't have the time to tell it!" She stated getting into her car, slamming the door shut and speeding off. "That went well!" Dean said sarcastically. "Hush. Come on let's follow her." Sam said walking over to his brothers black Chevy Impala and getting in the passenger seat. "'Let's follow her' honestly he never gives up!" Dean said imitating his brother. Still he got into the drivers seat and drove off after the green Ford Taurus.
'I wish I had accepted their offer. It'll be a lonely trip…Damn my foolish pride!' Sandy thought tossing her long black hair over her shoulder as she changed into black jeans and a black tank top. She walked outside only to find the two brothers getting out of their car. "You guys don't give up easily do you?" she chuckled. "Never have, never will." Dean said taking off his tie and squinting against the sun which was in his eyes. "Did you think about our offer?" Sam said with a concerned voice. "Yeah. Follow me." Sandy said walking to the garage that was attached to the house she grew up in. "We can take my car." Dean said following her. "Not where we're going you can't. You need four wheel drive to get where I'm going!" she replied opening the garage to reveal a beat up Ford pickup that was blue underneath all the rust. "And that rust bucket is going to get us where we're going?" Dean said skeptically. "It may not look like much but it runs like a dream." Sandy retorted getting in the drivers seat. Sam got in the passenger side followed by a reluctant Dean.
They reached the top of the mountain after hiking a considerable distance from the truck. "What exactly are we doing up here?" Dean asked slightly out of breath. Sandy didn't answer. She had her back turned to the two brothers. She sat on a rock and they saw her shoulders start to shake uncontrollably. "Hey…it's going to be ok Sandy. It's going to be ok." Sam said walking over to her and hugging her. Without warning she buried her head in his shoulder and started sobbing loudly. "Great…little miss chick flick moment…" Dean mumbled under his breath. After about five minutes her sobs had subsided. "I'm sorry. I just haven't cried since I found out my parents were dead. It's still hard for me." Sandy said drying her tears. "I understand." Sam said smiling at her. "Thanks. I really appreciate you being here…both of you." She said getting up and hugging Dean as well. "W-what was that for?" Dean spluttered. "For annoying me. It's makes things seem like they're normal again." Sandy smiled.
"So what is it you guys do?" Sandy asked as they sat in the diner they came across when they headed back. "Um…we hunt supernatural stuff…" Sam said looking her in the eyes. "Sounds like fun." She said sarcastically. "I used to do that for a while until my parents found out. They didn't like me putting my life on the line." "Wait…you're a hunter?" Dean said startled. "Yep. I'm going back into it once all the finances are settled." Sandy answered. "Well if we're still here would you like to come with us? We could always use the extra help." Sam said ignoring the look his brother was giving him. "I usually work alone but I'll think about it." She said. "Good." Sam smiled. "Sammy could I talk to you for a second?" Dean said glaring at his brother. "Sure. And it's Sam." Sam said getting up and following Dean to a corner. "Are you insane?" Dean hissed. "First you tell her exactly what we do and then you offer to bring her with us, what is wrong with you?" "Dean did you not hear what she said? She's a hunter! Plus I think there's more to her parents' deaths then meets the eye and she knows it." Sam said looking at his brother like he was crazy. "Whatever." Dean said walking back to the table and faking a smile. "If you don't want me to come along all you have to do is say so Dean." Sandy said not looking up from her menu. "How did you-?" Dean started. "One that smile is so fake a two year old could see through it and two you were glaring daggers at your brother when he asked me if I wanted to join you two on the road." She replied looking him in the eye. "See? I told you we could use her help!" Sam said smirking triumphantly at Dean. "You're good but that still doesn't give me reason to let you ride along." Dean said glaring at both of them. "Simple. I have no where else to go. For once I'm a damsel in distress." Sandy smiled. "Fine you can come!" Dean said throwing his hands in the air.
A/N: Ok I know it's kinda short but hey it works right? Reviews are encouraged seeing as the are MUCH appearitiated. Also please excuse any spelling issues I might have.
