Hi :) Just before you start reading, here's a few things you should know: First, this is a collab fic, with RainbowTurkeyofDoom. Second, it IS pretty cheesy but there is a definite plot, so don't expect ALL cheese. It's SamOC DeanOC and CastielOC, and the story takes place from the beginning of Season 2 until... we don't know yet.

Oh, and one more thing; Obviously, people who read the fanfiction before the new format will probably be confused with the new, well, format. We split up the chapters into two because they were really long. So Chapter 1 that was all Lily POV is now also Chapter 2, and Ash is Chapter 3/4, Mira 5/6 etc etc. Sorry for any confusion!

1. Lily

"I hate demons." My sister muttered, and I had to agree with her.

Demons were probably our least favourite creatures to deal with. Spirits were easy. Even the malicious ones, once you got used to them. But there was really no getting used to demons, no matter how many of the damn things you faced. And we'd faced our fair share. Sometimes, killing them was worse than tracking them, and that's usually the hard part.

We'd just finished a full on exorcism. My sister, Ash, closed her book with a thud, and slumped against the wall behind her, looking drained. My eyes dragged from her, to my other sister, Mira, who was crouched beside the crumpled body on the floor, checking for vital signs.

"He's alive." Mira announced, looking up at Ash and I with a solemn expression. "But only just barely."

Even still, it meant a successful exorcism.

"Oh yeah!" Ash pumped her fist in the air, always the enthusiastic one no matter what the occasion. "Who'sawesome?"

After a moment, her arm fell back down to her side in a tired motion, and then she slid down the length of the wall, sitting on the floor with a sigh. I smiled, and moved to sit beside her. You could never be picky about where exorcisms take place, and we'd been lucky to find this old warehouse. Still, it had been a close one, and my heart was still racing, even though it was already over and done with. Beside me, Ash's chest heaved and her eyes drooped. She was clearly exhausted, as was I .I'd been the bait for the demon, having to lead it underneath the seal, and it hadn't gone very nicely.

People always put up a struggle when they're being attacked. I've seen it happen dozens of times. But a demon struggling is its own kind of hell. If I had been trying to do the exorcism on my own, like I had planned to do once we tracked down the demon, I would have been dead the moment I lead it into the warehouse. Anyone who knew me was well aware that I wasn't the best fighter. And as soon as that demon pounced, landing with his legs wrapped around my torso and throwing wild punches in my face, I was completely helpless. It was a damn good thing I had Ash and Mira there.

As soon as it started catching me in the jaw over and over again, like a broken record player, Mira and Ash appeared from their hiding spots, each grabbing a hold of the demon's arms and throwing him back a few steps, right underneath the seal where he was trapped.

"Man," I breathed now, tucking my legs underneath me and looking around the room. "Hunting sure is a dangerous job…"

Beside me, Ash chuckled. "That's why I chose it."

I watched as Mira helped the man to his feet, someone's whose name was escaping me. That didn't matter. What mattered was that his body was no longer the shell for some demon; he was his own person again. With wild eyes darting between me and Ash, he stumbled across the length of the warehouse, blood dripping from his nose. "W-where am I?" he asked, his voice trembling. He raised a finger, and pointed in the general direction of where Ash we were still resting. "Who are you?"

"Get him out of here, Mira." Ash mumbled, tracing her hand along the spine of her book. "Now."

Mira nodded once, and tightened her grip on the man, still looking at us with a mixture of shock and confusion. When they were out the door, I tipped my head against the wall behind me and closed my eyes, feeling exhaustion weighing my limbs down like fifty pound weights.

Hunting. That was our job. And no, not bears.

The three of us, Mira, Ash and myself, met through a common bond; our passion for hunting the supernatural. We weren't actually sisters. That's what we called each other, since we were the closest family any of us had. We each had our own reasons for hunting, ones that made us even closer than real sisters. In the last three years we'd been working together, I'd learned everything there needed to be known about Mira and Ash; their strengths, their weaknesses, what made them start hunting in the first place. Our stories weren't the happiest, but they were what made us such great hunters.

"He's pretty shaken up." Mira came back into the warehouse, and sat down beside me. "I had to start his car for him; poor guy dropped his keys four times."

Ash snorted. "I wouldn't blame him. How long was that demon in his body?"

"Eight months." I said, cringing at the mere thought of it. "I think that's a record."

We listened to the sound of a car engine outside, idling on the shoulder of the road in front of the warehouse. After listening for a few minutes, and not hearing any signs of it leaving, I sat up slightly, narrowing my eyes. "Mira, what car was that guy driving?"

"A Volvo, I think." She frowned at me. "Why?"

I held up my hand, silencing her.

Ash touched my leg. "Lily? What's wrong?"

Something didn't sound right. A Volvo's engine never made that sound. It was too deep, too thunderous. No, something else was sitting outside the warehouse. And it only took a few seconds for Ash and Mira to realize it as well. We all rose from the ground at the same time, each of us reaching for our own weapon. My heart began thudding against my ribcage, as it usually did whenever I was about to fight. Ash always had an adrenaline rush going, making her the best fighter out of the three of us. I knew Mira was never scared, although she wasn't the quickest to use a shot gun on anyone or anything.

I wasn't scared either. If I got scared that easily, I would have been dead three years ago. No, this wasn't freight of any sort. This was excitement. Even though my shy demeanour didn't show it, I found a certain thrill in finishing off a supernatural creature. About a month ago, before we started tracking the demon, I killed a shape shifter just outside of Virginia. I hadn't even blinked when I shot that silver bullet straight through its heart. And sometimes, that scared me more than any creature could.

Ash had a hold of the dagger she kept on her person, the blade being about six inches long. Our eyes met, and she nodded towards the door, suggesting we go check it out for ourselves. After grabbing my revolver, holding it close to my body, I nodded back, and we headed that way.

Mira generally kept to the rear of Ash and I. Like I said, she sometimes hesitated when it came to killing, even if it was a supernatural creature. We couldn't risk her panicking at the front and getting herself killed. Safely tucked away behind us, she whispered, "Do you think it's another demon, or maybe even the same one?"

Ash shook her head, eyes focused on the doors we were approaching cautiously. "I don't think so."

I hoped she was right. The book with the exorcism steps was back at the far end of the warehouse, out of our reach. And I didn't think we would be able to lure another demon under the seal, especially since we didn't have any sort of plan going for what we were about to face.

Small bits of moonlight peeked through cracks in the doors, illuminating our faces when we stopped in front of them. I took a deep breath, and reached out one hand, gripping the closest door handle to me. It was cool against my skin, sending a slight shiver down my spine. "One…" I whispered softly, readying my gun in my other hand, "two…" I heard Ash's breathing becoming heavier as her adrenaline rush kicked in. soon she would shove me out of the way and do the job herself, so I had to be quick. "Three!"

I threw open the door and took two steps back, raising my gun in front of my face. Something terribly bright (headlights, I guessed) blinded the three us. Mira gasped and nudged me forwards slightly, urging me to kill whatever was out there already. It wasn't like me not to. Hell, I probably would have fired three shots already if it weren't for the second gasp I heard, this one coming from the left of me; Ash.

"Lily," she breathed, lowering her dagger and squinting into the light. "Look."

I wasn't so quick to lower my gun, but I obliged to the latter, peering outside the doors. After my eyes adjusted slightly to the light, I was able to see the fog picking up around our ankles, as well as two dark shapes breaking through it. I don't know what stunned the three of us so much, since human beings certainly weren't foreign to us. But there was something about these two people, people who remained dark figures that made my eyes widen and gun lower slightly.

That was my first mistake.