Supernatural

Full Summary: Dean and Sam come across a girl that has something that can help them. They take her away from the terrible life she is living and she stays on the road with them, what happens when the brothers start falling for her? Will a love triangle be formed? Or will she choose just one?

Sam and Dean Winchester drove into the small town of Alanwood.

"Welcome to Pleasantville," Dean said as he parked the car.

"Why are we here again? Sam asked.

"There's something in this town dad wants us to take with us."

"What?"

"I have no idea."

"Well then this should be fun," Sam said sarcastically.

"Come on, let's get some coffee." Dean opened the door and they walked into the nearly empty coffee shop. There was a girl behind the counter attending a fresh pot of coffee with her back to them.

"Can I help you guys?" she asked without turning around.

"How did you know we were here?" Dean asked.

"Wild guess." She turned around and put two cups of coffee down in front of them.

"Thanks," Sam said with a smile. She was really pretty with dark red hair and a beautiful face; she looked like she was about seventeen and completely out of place.

"I'm Dean, this is my brother Sam."

"Emma, so what brings you two here?"

"Just stopping by."

"Really?" she asked.

"Why are you so surprised?"

"This place doesn't see many tourists, especially young guys like you."

"Well we have our reasons," Dean said.

"Don't we all?" she asked.

A group of girls that appeared to be Emma's age walked in.

"Three lattes, now!" the tallest one said. "Hi," she said to Sam. "What's your name?"

"Sam," he answered.


While Sam answered the stupid girls questions Dean looked around the coffee shop and then at Emma. Everyone had blonde hair and were wearing pastels, Emma on the other hand had dark red hair was wearing jeans and a black short sleeved Bob Marley hoodie.

"Hey Emma do you think we can talk to you whenever you get off?" Dean asked.

"Why do you want to talk to her?" one of the girls asked.

"Why don't you mind your own business?" Dean shot back. "When do you get off?" she looked at the clock, five on the dot.

"Now." She placed the lattes in front of the girls.

"$9.50, play whoever comes in next." Emma took her apron off and was about to lift the counter top when…

"Emma!" somebody from the back yelled. She rolled her eyes.

"Yea?"

"Come here now!"

"Um, I'll be right back guys." She slowly walked to the back. Sam and Dean leaned over the counter and followed her with their eyes. She was standing in front of a fat blonde man. "What can I do for you sir?" she asked.

"I need you to work."

"I just got off sir."

"I don't care, you need to work now."

"Sir with all due respect I'm not going to work now, I just worked a twelve hour shift for you."

"Like I said I don't care."


"Look at how he is treating her," Sam said to Dean.

"If he lays a finger on her I'm going back there," Dean said.

"Sir I'm going to go home now, and I quit." He pushed her against the wall.

"You what?" the man asked.

"That's it," Dean said. He jumped over the counter.

"Hey!" he yelled. "Let her go!"

"Who the hell are you?"

"None of your damn business," he said pushing her boss. "Emma go." Emma walked out of the room and walked over to Sam.

"You ok? He pushed you against the wall pretty hard," Sam asked.

"I'm fine, don't worry about it." They heard a loud bang and Dean had pushed her boss into a stack of crates. He walked out of the room.

"Ready?" he asked. They followed him out of the coffee shop. "Ok Emma, what's up with this place?"

"Let me clue you in on something, everyone in this town hates me."

"Why?"

"Because I'm different. They were all born and raised here. They all look the same, dress the same, talk the same…"

"Where are you from?"

"New York City."

"How did you end up here?"

"Um my parents…they died in a car accident when I was thirteen so I was sent to live here with my moms' sister and her husband and three kids."

"And how do they treat you?"

"They're nicer to the dog."

"Oh."

"Yeah I know. It's pretty pathetic but to them that's what I am. You have no idea how badly I want to get out of here."

"Why don't you go?"

"They won't let me leave. They're actually scared of me leaving like I'm going to say something I shouldn't. Whenever I even mention leaving I either get thrown into my room or backhanded across the face and…" she suddenly closed her eyes then opened them up with fear, her breathing speeding up. "He's coming. I have to go. Meet me at the yellow tree in the forest at sundown. You'll be able to drive right up to it, you can't miss it," she said starting to back up.

"Emma!" someone yelled. Sam looked over her shoulder and saw an angry blonde man walking towards her.

"I have to go," she said frantically.

"Wait!" Dean said.

"What?"

"Tonight bring everything you'd take with you if you were to leave. You're not coming back home tonight."

"I will, sundown." She turned around and ran over to the man. Sam saw him start to scream at her then grab her arm and pull her away.

"We're getting her out of here man," Sam said.

"She's it," Dean said.

"What?"

"She's what we need to take."

"Dude I don't know if you noticed but she's a person," Sam said as they walked to the car.

"Sam didn't you notice how she knew we were at the coffee shop without even turning around?" Dean asked as they made their way to his car.

"We probably made noise or something."

"What about just now? She closed her eyes and opened them in fear because she knew that guy was coming. Sam she can see things, like she's physic or something."

They got into the car and Dean reached for his dads' journal, beginning to flip through the pages.

"I think you're nuts man," Sam said.

"You really think so?" He lifted up a picture of Emma.