Hey everyone, so I'm back again with another Supernatural fanfiction. I've been dying to write recently and this seems to be the easiest for me to write. This story takes place in late season one, so slight spoilers if you just started watching the show. Also as usual with my fanfiction the story line differs from the original show where my story picks up. Of course I don't own the characters or any part of Supernatural, and I hope you all enjoy!

I slid my finger lightly against the side of the beautiful vehicle, the black surface inviting and elegant against the bright green trees. I knew it was rude to stop and stare at someones car, I had hated my whole life when people did it, but I couldn't help it. I was too enamored with the Chevy Impala. "You like it?" I heard a gruff voice ask. My head jerked up in alarm, the deep voice surprising me. "It's okay, as long as you don't hurt it, you'd be surprised how many people stop to admire." I stepped out of the way to let the twenty-something year old open the trunk and throw a duffel bag in. "Dean, Dean Winchester." He said and held out his hand.

Shaking it I blushed slightly. I had just started my first semester at the community college right there in my little town, and not even there was there a single boy as attractive, charming, and outright sinful looking man. "Is it a 68' or a 67'?" I asked him genuinely curious. I was no car expert, but Chevy was my favorite car company and, in my opinion, the 60's were the best time for vehicles. "Of course, I could be totally wrong, but with the body shape, and the pointed head lights, it just looks like it'd be from around that time. I'm, Lyra, by the way." I finished, just realizing I hadn't introduced myself.

"It's a 67', good eye." He answered, leaning against the just previously closed trunk. "So, uh, me and my brother are new and town and were wondering where we could find Crowder College, I mean you'd think it's a college it'd be easy to find." He seemed slightly ticked that he wasn't able to locate my school. "According to our GPS it should be right in this area, but nope!" I couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Don't worry it's kind of tucked away, back behind the airport, I just got off work, I have to go to classes, so if you and your brother want you can follow me." I offered, of course part of me was a little scared he was bad news, but he was also so attractive, and I was so done being careful. I had just gotten out of a serious relationship that previous spring, and had even moved out when I started college. Not only did I start hanging out with my friends less due to school, I also took a manager position at the retail clothing store I'd worked at since my Junior year of high school. I was reinventing myself, and somehow I knew that very attractive stranger was a vital, albeit short, addition.

"If that's not too much trouble?" He asked hopeful. "I mean my baby brother's still in their paying for our food, but once he's done were ready, can you wait a minute or two?" He asked. I looked over at the Mexican restaurant and nodded. "Here, you can sit up here with me so you don't have to stand in those God awful shoes." He said pointing at my heels, I chuckled and lifted myself onto the back of the vehicle next to him.

"Thanks, and yeah I agree, but a dress code is a dress code, and there's no way in hell I'm giving up that job until I have my degree. My boss is super sweet and the pay is pretty good, plus the company is fair, major holidays were closed, and minor ones we're only opened for a few hours, and we rotate those shifts." I explained. "Now, as soon as I get my degree I'm getting the hell out of here, about five years ago my family moved from St. Louis, it was a culture shock to say the least..." I trailed off, realizing that I had just gone into another one of my lengthy rants. "Anyways, what brings you and your brother here? New students?" I asked as I saw another kid, closer to my age walk towards us from the building.

"Have you heard about the murders happening lately?" He asked me hopping down and opening his driver side door. "Me and my brother are kind of in to studying the whole cult thing, so we had to come check it out." Dean got in, closed the door and then rolled down the window.

"Of course, most interesting thing to ever happen to this place, but what does it have to do with the school?" I asked him, his brother finally got there and I nodded my head, deciding to address him quickly as to not be rude. "I'm Lyra, I hear you and your brother need an escort to the college." The taller boy frowned glaring at his older brother, but nodded.

"Sam, and yeah, we were looking around for like an hour, before stopping to eat." He said and also got in the vehicle. "You know where it is?"

"Of course I do, now, Dean was just in the middle of telling me something." I said and turned back towards the first Winchester I had met, I was impatient, I wanted him to explain.

"If you really want to know, I'll explain it." Dean said flashing me a smile, I knew he was playing me, and just wanted in my pants, but I also knew that my cousin/roomate, didn't care if I brought a boy home. "Now, are you going to show us the way or not?"

I blushed, realizing they were waiting on me. "Sorry!" I said suddenly. "I'm in the shitty Neon." I told them walking swiftly to my own car. I got in and practically squealed as I started up the engine. He was so cute, and so worth skipping classes that day for. Not too mention he was into the cult, something I'd been fascinated in for years. Though I was majoring in graphic design, you could see the cultist influence in my art style.