"The hell?" I mumbled as I opened my eyes and started to sit up from where I was lying. I looked around and noticed I was in a motel room. I froze when I heard a loud roar from outside, my head was spinning out of control. Great, you're going insane. But I all but ran out the door anyways. I stood completely baffled as I saw the black impala race out of the parking lot. Yep, I'm definitely insane. I slowly turned and started making my way to the motel front desk. I decided not to look like a complete moron and pulled out my phone, pretending to take a call. "Yeah I'm in uh... What was the name of this town again?" I asked the guy behind the desk. "Carthage," he replied without even looking up. "Right, uh yeah, Carthage," I said into my phone, "yeah, see you in a few." I went back into the motel room I woke up in and sat down on the bed. I tried to make sense of what had happened. I remembered yesterday going to school like any other day and then going to bed exhausted. I figured I must have woken up here instead of my apartment, but why here? I mean, sure, I had thought about something like this happening when I first started watching Supernatural. But that was a fantasy, I knew that could never actually happen, right? I racked my brain for whatever hunt happened in Carthage but came up with nothing. I looked around the room and checked my pockets. Bingo. I took the safety pins and bent them out of shape, perfect lock pics. I went back to the front desk and tried not to sound as suspicious as possible. "Have two guys come through here? Uh, one would be bout 5'7", short hair," I said,"the other one taller, probably about 5'9" long hair."
"Maybe," the guy replied, "depends who's askin."
"Look," I tried to make up an excuse as fast as possible, "uh, their my uncles. Came down to see 'em. Their phones must not be working or something, I just need the room number"
The guy huffed, "fine, their in room 10."
"Thanks," I muttered as I left. I made my way down to room 10 and started picking the lock. Sam and Dean must have left something, right? I started to look throughout the room. There was a few pieces of clothes thrown about the room, so I checked the drawers. "Yahtzee!" I said, quite proud that I used one of Dean's lines. I pulled what could only be Sam's laptop out of the drawer and turned it on. I opened up the Internet history, there has to be something that Sam looked up for the case. I didn't find any names, but I found that I was in Missouri. Again I racked my brain for anything. I figured that I need to talk to the brothers, they might know what happened. Maybe Castiel or another angel brought me here? I suddenly realized that Sam and Dean might not even know about the angels yet. Hell, John could even still be alive for all I know. I could go see the "prophet", Chuck, but once I did I might not find the brothers again. I decided to just stay put and wait for the brothers to return from wherever they went.
O.o
"To tell you the truth, Sammy, your physic stuff scares the crap outta me," Dean admitted as they got out of the car in the motel parking lot.
"Look, if it's all the same to you Dean, I'd rather not talk about it," Sam replied without making eye contact.
"Fine, whatever," Dean shot back as he unlocked the door, " hey let's go grab some food soon, I'm starv—"
Dean abruptly cut off as he noticed one too many people in the motel room. Before the girl could even open her mouth to speak, Dean charged into her and pinned her to the wall. "Who the hell are you?" Dean growled. "Please," the girl was gasping for air behind Dean's arm, "Dean let me go." A brief wave of confusion spread across Dean's face, "how the hell do you know my name?!" Dean shouted into the girl's face. "Dean, stop!" Sam shouted from behind Dean. "Oh I'm sorry," Dean let go of the girl and swiftly turned around to face Sam, "is this another one of your demon pals? Cause that's what we need now, right? Another damn demon!"
"I'm not a demon," the girl said quietly, "my name is Ashley. I don't know how I got here but I know who both of you are. You're Sam and Dean Winchester, you're hunters."