Chapter 1

I hid behind the nearest oak tree, my gun pointed up to the sky. I was gasping for air. My knees felt weak and my shins hurt. I tried to stay as quiet as I could. I'd spent the past two hours, running from some unknown being in the woods. I glanced at my watch. It was 3:00 in the morning. When this thing caught up with me, I was going to take much pleasure in killing it.

Cas, I could really use you right now, I thought. I hadn't seen him in three days. He said he had gotten a new lead on the pale demon.

I heard a rustling of leaves getting closer. I made myself ready. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"3…..2…..1!" I turned out from behind the tree, holding my gun in a teacup grip. A dark figure approached me. It managed to kick the gun out of my hands. I ducked under its next kick and surged forward to punch. I was blocked like a real pro. It pushed me back and I landed flat on my butt. Doing a backflip to a standing position, I pulled out my lucky knife from my shoe. The creature came running at me. I slashed my blade at its head, but hit nothing. It grabbed my arm with both its hands.

There you go. With a quick move, I flipped the beast over my head and it landed hard. I took the opportunity to put my knee on its stomach and held my knife to its neck.

"You're a chick?" I said breathing hard. I was staring at a girl about my age, with brown hair and brown eyes.

"As far as I know. You're pretty good, Jordan. Did John teach you that move?" The girl was on her back with my knife on her throat and she was asking me about my technique? I pulled out my bottle of holy water and splashed her with it. Nothing happened. "Refreshing, but it would be better if it was cold."

"Who are you? What more do you know about me?" I didn't let up on her yet. I once fought shape-shifters, who could read minds.

"Well, if you could give me a minute, I could tell you everything. But right now, your knee is in my spleen." She pointed down to her abdomen.

I still didn't trust her, but I got off and went straight for my gun. Aiming it right between her eyes, I watched her stand up.

"That's better. I am Nikki. I'm a hunter just like you. I heard about you from my uncle, Bobby."

"Really? Ok, then prove it." My gun lowered a little. I could now see Nikki a little better. She was barely taller than me, but she was all leg. Her hair was nothing compared to mine. It only came down to her shoulders, and had a slight curl at the ends. She was thin, but built. She wore no jewelry, except for a small necklace with a black pendant on it. It was the same design as my tattoo.

Well, she's not a demon.

"What do you want me to say? Why don't you call Bobby and ask him yourself?"

"Sorry, but I've got more important things to do right now, than go out and have a drink with a new friend." With that, I left. I turned around and started walking toward the road. Cas, I need you here please.

Behind me came the sound of wings. I turned around to see my love. My guardian angel.

"You called?" He said in the same gruff voice as always.

"Yeah, where were you five minutes ago?" I smiled and reached my arms out to him. He picked me up and spun me around. "I missed you. Can you get me out of here? I need to get back to Sam and Dean." He put me down on the ground and kissed my lips.

Next thing I knew, I was back at the motel room with Sam and Dean and Cas.

"I am never going to get used to that," Dean said holding his chest. He was right in the middle of cleaning his guns and knives. Sam was sitting across from him doing the same. I left Castiel and joined in the little group, picking up a cloth. Castiel sat on one of the beds, looking nervous. I didn't understand why he always looked that way when he was around Dean.

"Sorry, I was in the middle of nowhere and couldn't remember where I had come from."

"Where did you go anyway?" Sam said looking up at me. He's been very protective of me ever since I got back from hell. I guess I can't blame him.

"Well, I just wanted to go to the front desk, but then I decided I wanted to take a walk, and then I was running for my life from something big and ugly."

"Was it Sam in the morning?" Dean joked, taking a drink of his beer. Sam said a few French words to Dean and went back to his cleaning. I had to smile.

"No, it was just some chick. She turned out to be small and nimble. By the way, does Bobby have a brother?" I got up and got a soda out of the mini-fridge.

Dean looked as if he were thinking. That must be painful. I laughed to myself.

"What?" Dean said. I waved him away and sat down, pulling out my nine mil.

"Actually, I think he might have a sister," Sam said.

Cas came over and joined me at the table. I blushed at his presence. He began to pick up the pieces of my gun and examine them. He looked like a child at his daddy's work, playing with everything on daddy's desk.

"Is that sister a hunter?"

"Maybe. I don't know. Why are you asking us this?" Sam put his gun back together and put it under his pillow.

"Well, the chick I just met claimed to be Bobby's niece. I was just trying to see if that was true."

"Don't know. I'll call Bobby in the morning. Hey, Cas, did you find the pale demon?"

Cas looked scared. He must have been uncomfortable talking to my brothers. I looked at him and held his hand.

"Well, I found out where he's going to be tomorrow. He's going to be in town for the festival. Apparently, he's supposed to be meeting with another demon there."

"Sounds like we're going to the festival," I said.

I hope the demon doesn't show up. I really want to have a good time with Cas. As I thought this, I knew it wouldn't come true.