Shattered Glass

The night was dark and silent, the only sound was the crickets chirping away far off into the woods. Summer nights to most people were beautiful, but for Anna Marie it just made it that much harder to concentrate on the job at hand with the heat of the day still sizzling away at the earth. She found herself alone, like usual, in an old abandoned mansion at the highest hill in town. There were no neighbors for miles away, making it the perfect scary hang out spot for young teenagers. Reports of missing children had caught Anna Maries attention as she was passing through the town. Turns out her hypothesis was right, this was her kind of job.

Being a huntress wasn't really her goal in life. It just kind of sprung up on her. After losing her closest friend to some pissed off spirit as a kid, Anna Marie's view on life changed. Hunting was hard though. She didn't have a personal life, never got serious with a guy, never stood in one place, and was alone most her life. After her parents found out her beliefs they tried to commit her to a psyche ward, leaving her one chose, to run away. The job had its perks though. Guns, helping people, traveling... kind of made up for its downfall. She worked alone of course... until that night at least.

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Sam and Dean had heard of the same reports and went to check out the same mansion that Anna Marie had found herself, only neither of them they would run into the other.

"So what do we do?"

"Same as we always do Sam, find the body and burn it."

"The estate is huge. The body could be buried any where on it."

"Yeah I know so start looking around."

The mansion was old and ratty, built back in the colonial days. No one had lived there for decades since some guy committed suicide after brutally murdering his daughter. Sam and Dean walked over to the entrance of the mansion before splitting up. It was a large mansion, surrounded by yards and yards of grass that eventually turned into woods.

"Meet me here in fifteen, if anything goes wrong just shoot and I'll find you."

"I know Dean, I'm not stupid."

They both nodded their heads to one another as a signal to split up before they heard a loud thudding sound from inside. Instinctively they pulled out there guns and approached the door with caution. Dean stood directly in front of it as Sam readied to open the door.

"Open it on three." Dean ordered, gun pointing to the floor. "One... two... thr-"

Before he could say three, a girls body went flying through the door. Sam's hand got caught in the shards of glass that had shattered and Anna Marie's body slammed into Dean's, lifting them both off the floor and twisting them into the air. Despite his bleeding hand Sam pointed his gun to the back of her head as she landed on top of Dean. She found herself laying on top of pure muscle and lifted up enough to see who or what she had just taken down with her. She paused when she felt the barrel of a gun pressed to the back of her head.

"Dude she's a girl." Sam lowered his weapon.

"I can tell." Dean smiled as he stared into her dark blue eyes. Anna Marie returned the smile as fast as she could and grabbed onto his shirt, remembering why she just flung herself through a door. She pulled herself and Dean up as fast as possible and grabbed Sam by the shirt as well.

"Run!" She said as she pulled them away from the door where two spirits appeared in. A young girl and a man had approached behind Sam with razor sharp meat knifes to try and hurt them, but he was lucky enough to have Anna Marie there to pull him out of the way. She continued pulling them until they realized it was time to run. She let go as soon as they started picking up the pace and ran behind them to cover their backs.

"They're working together?" Sam sounded shocked.

"That's a new one." Within the next two seconds the little girl popped up in front of them, stopping them in their tracks immediately. "They're fast two."

Dean and Sam turned abruptly to run the other way but found themselves face to face with the father. "Oh shit." Dean reached for his gun. "Shit!" He hadn't realized his gun had fallen out of his hand when Anna Marie knocked him to the floor. Things were moving a little to fast for him to notice even the biggest detail, his head was still racking with the thought that the daughter was helping the father that supposedly killed her.

Dean flinched at the sound of a gun going off next to him which scared the spirit away for the moment and nodded a thanks to Anna Marie. He couldn't hear anything but ringing in his ears from the shot but was able to read Anna Marie's lips as she yelled at them.

"Get off the estate, now!" Anna Marie exclaimed. Dean and Sam didn't argue with that. They ran for the exit of the estate across a huge patch of grass. After making it out the front gate Sam and Dean stopped to catch their breath.

"Where's the girl?" Sam asked.

"She was right behind us…" Dean's hearing was low but it was coming back gradually. "Is it me, or did she know what she was doing?"

"Sure did look like it."

Running full speed, Anna Marie shot out the front gates and once again slammed into Dean, this time not hard enough to knock him down, but enough to make him grab her arms as he stumbled backwards with her pressed to his chest. After gaining balance she pushed off him and looked at the both of them angrily.

"What were you doing here?" Sam, Dean and Anna Marie asked in unison. They exchanged looks and let the Anna Marie talk first. It turned out that saying I hunt ghost never worked in her favor so she made it sound more innocent then it was.

"Well, uh…" She took a deep breath and let it out in a shaky breath, " you know when you were a kid and you had bad feelings about a house or place?"

Sam and Dean exchanged a 'of course' look to one another and both responded, "Yea."

"Well I technically put an end to that. I make that feeling go away for good. Kinda like a therapist or psychiatrists, but more hands on. What were you doing here?"

She didn't exactly say she was a ghost hunter which made the boys uneasy, they wanted to be clear before they confessed to their profession. Not many people take them seriously about it.

"Wait, so what EXACTLY do you do?" Sam stressed.

"Hunt." She said plainly. "Now what were you doing here at this time of night? It's three in the morning and you could have gotten killed back there." She realized they had not questioned what happened up at the mansion and wanted to know why. Most people are screaming their heads off after seeing a ghost, especially one that clearly wanted to kill you.

"We're hunters too." Sam answered. It explained why they didn't scream their heads off or even pale. "Names Sam. This is my brother Dean."

"Hey." Dean raised a hand and gave a quick wave.

"Anna Marie, but you can call me Anna. Sorry about slamming into you... So let me get this straight, you guys hunt... ghost?"

"Yea and we're guessing you do the same." Sam took charge of the conversation.

"Yea well why else would a girl be so calm after getting chased out of a house by ghosts."

"True." Dean smiled.

"Well, this one is my gig so you can leave."

"Your gig? From what it looked like you didn't exactly have everything in control by slamming through glass doors." He mentioned, a little angry at her claim.

"Just like you, I didn't expect the daughter and father to be working together. Slight mishap, it happens."

"Not with us." Dean grinned.

"Yea, well for someone who doesn't carry more then one gun, you shouldn't be talking." Dean automatically washed away his grin and got serious.

"Maybe if you hadn't knocked my other one out of my hand I wouldn't need another."

"Expect the unexpected, you might have noticed it was missing if you weren't so busy staring."

"I wasn't staring, I was trying to catch my breath. You know, the one you knocked out of me."

"Knocked down by a girl, shows how reliable your strength is."

"You-"

"Dean." Sam stopped him by stepping in front of him before he could say anything offensive. They didn't know the girl and didn't know her tolerance for people like Dean...let's not forget she had a gun filled with rock salt which hurt more then they'd imagine. Sam pushed Dean off to the side to calm down and turned his attention back to Anna.

"Listen, there's two ghosts in there so why don't we unite on this one. If there were one ghost then I'd take my brother and me out of here but like you said there's two, and their dangerous. So why not for this once you work with us. Get this job done faster."

Getting the job done faster did sound appealing, and the back up didn't sound bad either. Although it sounded like a good idea, for this one she had to refuse. She had been working alone for so long she didn't know how to play as a team.

"I don't do group work."

"Why not?"

"Never did, never will."

"Well whether you like it or not we're staying here and finishing this one with or without you."

She shot him a dirty glare that he answered with his own firm look. She sighed as she realized he was serious and said, "Only if I'm in charge."

Dean reflexively turned his head to the conversation. He was always the one in charge, even though Sam didn't like it or wouldn't admit it, he was in charge, always. She even said she wasn't a team player so why let her boss them around if she didn't know how to work as a team?

Sam looked over at Dean knowing he wouldn't be okay with it but decided it best for all three of them, especially Anna, if he just agreed.

"Fine."

"Sam." Dean pulled him away from her by the arm and kept his eyes on her.

"What are you thinking? If she wants to die alone then let her die alone. I'm not taking orders from her."

"Dean, we cant let her go into this alone. Usually it's one ghost we deal with and we have trouble. This is two ghost in one house that we're talking about. She wont be able to do this alone and we're going to need some help too."

Dean looked away from Anna and growled beneath his breath as he said, "Fine, she can join us but she cant be in charge."

"Dean, if it's the only way for her to work with us then we're going to do what she says when she says it."

Sam turned away leaving Dean pissed off and turned his attention back to Anna.

"Alright, so what motel are you in?"

"I just got here. I didn't think it'd me more then a one night job."

"Okay," She sounded pretty confident in her hunting skills which was a good thing in the long run. "that's good. So come with us and we'll check you into the same motel."

She starred at Dean who was already walking to his car and said, "Fine."

Anna followed them back to the motel and checked in under the name Samantha Steins. She walked over to her room which was several doors away from Dean and Sam's and beeped her car. She watched as Dean slapped Sam across the back of his head mouthing "What's wrong with you?" and went inside. They had about two hours before sunrise and she planned on sleeping in.

Okay I redid this chapter, fixed it up. Please leave a review, thanks.