"Alexandria!" "Alexandria, wake-up!" A.J. quickly threw open her hazel eyes and sat up.

"Hello?" She shouted into the vast darkness, hoping the voice was just her imagination.

"Hello, is anyone there?" She said a little bit louder with a hint of irritation in her voice. She swung her legs out of bed and placed her feet on the floor. She stared into the darkness and listened to every creak her old Victorian home was displaying. She listened even harder and swore she could hear a set distant footsteps coming up the stairs, which sat right outside her bedroom door.

A.J. slowly got up from a seated position on her bed and hesitantly made her way to the door. She brought her hand up to the door knob and turned it. She threw open the door and took a step back. 'Show no fear.' She thought to herself, while rolling her eyes. But no matter how fearless she was trying to seem, this whole situation was making her want to run and hide.

She stepped out of her bedroom and into the very dark hallway trying to feel for the light switch. Her fingers finally hit the switch and she moved it up and down, but nothing happened. 'How cliché' She thought as she brought her hand back down to her side and started making her way to the end table near the stairs. Her bare feet hit the wood floor and made chills run up and down her body, as she finally made it to the little end table. She opened the little drawer to reveal a tiny flashlight. A.J. pressed the button on the side of the flashlight and made the whole hallway light-up.

She swiftly turned on her heals with her back to the stairs and the end table, only to be met with the scariest thing she'd ever witnessed. Her heart began to rapidly speed out of control and it was getting harder for her to breathe. Her eyes were fixated on the red glowing eyes coming from inside a shadowy hooded figure. Instinctively she started to back up, trying to get away as fast as she could, but was met with the top of stairs. The arch of her right foot slipped and she tried to hold on, but she felt a hand forcefully touch her head and start to push.

She looked back and knew that the inevitable was about to happen, her body was going to be met by the first floor of her home. She let out a loud scream as her body finally slipped and she started flailing and could feel herself plummeting downwards. She flew through the air and hastily closed her eyes praying that God save her, so she can make it to see another day.

After what seemed like an eternity A.J.'s body finally hit the first floor with a thud and a loud crack from her left arm echoed through the house. Her head immediately hit a decorative plant holder that rested by the front door and shattered it to pieces.

"DEAN!" Is all she could seem to scream as her eyes shifted to the stairwell and the black hooded figure seemed to be floating down after her. She quickly used her arms to push herself up and yelped in pain as she ran to the front door. She threw open the front door and quickly exited the house; never looking back to see if it was following her. She grasped her left arm as she rapidly ran to the motel 500 feet away from her house.

"16B!" She shouted to herself so she wouldn't forget their room number. "I've got to make it." She whispered to herself as tears escaped her eyes and blood gushed over her nose and into her mouth. "I've got to make it." She repeated to herself as she finally made it to the long line of motel rooms.

She quickly ran her eyes up and down the room numbers and finally spotted 16B. With her head feeling heavier and heavier she began to pound on the door.

"Please open up, I called you, please!" She yelled while pounding harder with her uninjured arm. Saliva began to drip from her mouth as she cried harder.

"Sam or Dean please!" She shouted now resting her head against the door as if she had been defeated.

She then heard the door handle jiggle and slowly brought her head up. She felt so light headed and wanted to close her eyes and just go to sleep. She moved her body to the side and rested against the building, as the door swung open and two shiny guns greeted her.

"I'm A.J. I called you, please." And then as if a switch had been hit she blacked out. Her body went completely limp as a set of muscular arms caught her and drug her into their room.

"This is new." Dean said as Sam picked A.J. up and lightly put her onto his bed. Dean put his gun into his waistline and ran into the bathroom to get a washcloth and put some water on it. He came back to A.J.'s side and started wiping the blood off of her face.

"You think whatever got her mom, tried to get her?" Sam looked up at Dean with a confused look. Dean raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders,

"Whatever it is, I'm going to kill it." He said with a hint of revenge in his tone.

End Chapter 1.

Disclaimer: I own nothing from Supernatural. I only own my dear A.J. and family.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed this first chapter, please let me know what you think. If you guys like it I will continue. I have big plans for this story! I like reviews. So Please if you like it or think you know where this story is going let me know! P.S. there is a twist in the plot line. Bwhah. =)