Hello, my darlings. First off, thanks to whoever decided to read this story, I've written before, but I wanted to start on a fresh slate if that makes sense. This story takes place at the beginning of Season 11 Episode 12, and it revolves more around the three teenage girls of the story and how the boys impacted their lives. I thought it would be different than all the current Supernatural fanfiction out there. Also, in this chapter you're just getting a taste of what the main character is like, so bare with me, everything will be explained in chapters to come. Thanks for reading!

Much love,

freedomintensifies


We pulled up into the slightly crumbling driveway and there sat, in the normally empty spot, a 1967 Impala with sleek black paint and chrome accents. We had been driving in the old truck with no legal backseat, but I still sat crammed into it, having a clear view of the confusion written on the Sheriff's face. "The Winchesters?" she questioned. I'm not sure if she was asking us or herself, maybe she didn't either.

Alex glanced at me and then turned to Jody, "Why would they be here?"

Jody shrugged and placed the car into park before turning off the engine, "I didn't put up the bat signal."

I snorted and rolled my eyes, "Maybe they finally heard Claire was a threat to society." The past few months, Claire Novak definitely had racked up a permanent record, she was the only one of us that pursued hunting, if that's even what you want to call what she's been doing.

Jody shot me a look through the rearview mirror. "She's just having a hard time adjusting," she turned to Alex and patted her shoulder. "All of you did at some point."

I suddenly felt a little guilty making fun of her. I mean, I'm in no way like Alex. Nobody in their right mind would even consider me for prom queen, but I'm a little bit more adjusted than Claire. Sure, I have nightmares, and sure, I spend some of my free time reading lore and looking in the newspaper for odd occurrences, but these are all sometimes, it's not an always. I don't revolve my life around hunting, what happened to me sucked, but I have a good set up now. I'm actually going to finish high school, in my wildest dreams, I could never even see that as a possibility.

We got out of the car and started to walk towards the front door, seeing that car again brought back a lot of memories, and not all of them are good ones. I shivered and tightened my grip on the much loved backpack, life was finally starting to have a normal rhythm to it, now this curve ball? As much as I love those boys, I didn't think I was ready to face the reason why they were here.

Jody unlocked the front door with groceries in hand and a huge grin spread across her face, "Well, there goes the neighborhood," she said in a slightly cheery voice. She wrapped her filled hands around Sam first, who basically towered over her. "Hi," she mumbled into his chest.

Sam smiled and took the groceries from her hands, "Hey, let me help you out."

Jody was almost surprised by the gesture, she's so used to helping everyone else out, she never expects any in return. They were right, she is good people, "Oh, thank you." She then made her way over to hug Dean, which I couldn't help but smirk. "Come here," she ordered and engulfed in the husky man without hesitation.

"It's been too long," he quirked. Alex and I stayed by the front door, out of the way, but I was enjoying the atmosphere from afar. It seemed a little more homey with everyone here, all our odds and ends of a family in sorts, despite what their being home meant. The Winchester boys were the reason I was here, hell, the reason I'm alive. I am forever grateful to them, even if I don't always show it. But there is always a "but" with them, not everything is a bed of roses.

Jody smiled and patted Dean's back one last time, "It has been too long."

"Yeah, clearly, it's been too long 'cause, Alex, that is you, right?" Sam said in awe. Everyone turned towards the perfect child with raven black hair who was not only dating the most popular boy in school, but had straight A's, and, well, kind of perfect in every sense other than previously being raised by vampires.

She slapped her hands to her sides, "I don't look that different," she mused. But despite her best efforts to hide it, I could see the sense of pride in her smile.

And then Claire had to ruin it for her, "It's amazing what you can accomplish when you spend two hours in the bathroom every morning."

Alex glared at Claire and her voice took on a very condescending tone, "Since when are you even up in the morning?" I was still leaning against the front door, I don't know why, but I still hesitated with company no matter if I knew them or not, old habits die hard, I guess. I continued watching the rerun of the same banter that occurred everyday in my own private sector. "I'm surprised you're awake now."

Despite my best efforts, I couldn't suppress the groan I made. The fights were beginning to get repetitive and annoying, and I was sick of it. "Can both of you please shut up?" That's when the entire room turned towards me, I wouldn't be surprised if they had forgotten I existed. I hadn't made a sound up until then.

Dean smirked, "Speaking of long time, you look good, kiddo." Now I was the one with the shade of crimson on her cheeks, and I let a small smile creep it's way onto my lips. The last time I saw them, I had long dirty blonde hair that had been matted and greased from the lack of care I had given it. It was now chopped shoulder length, displaying my natural waves and I had even taken the effort to outline my olive green eyes in some eyeliner and mascara. And instead of the rags I sported when they found me, I now wore skinny jeans, an over-sized sweater, and high tops. I still kept the unplucked eyebrows and my famous freckles, but I did look different, and I was proud of that. I was Maddie 2.0. Everything that was improved though was mainly aesthetics, I still am the same shy Maddie who couldn't ask for a refill on her drink for the life of her, but improved nonetheless.

"Thanks," I said while suppressing the urge to let the full on dorky grin make its way onto my face.

Jody looked at me with a soft smile, she was proud of us, too. We were her girls after all, she helped us become the semi-functioning people we were today. Her pleased expression seemed to fade when she realized there was a reason the boys were here. "Is everything okay? I didn't accidentally butt-dial you or anything, did I?"

Dean started to respond, "Sh-," but Claire cut him off, practically jumping out of her seat.

"I called about the monsters that you refuse to believe are monsters."

I rolled my eyes and started to leave the room with Alex, "That's my cue," I sighed. I was in no mood to talk about all of Claire's attacks against humanity. When I finally reached my room, well mine and Claire's room, I threw my bag onto my bed and plopped down, tonight was definitely going to be interesting.


Jody had made chicken and mashed potatoes, and I was enjoying every bite. I was enjoying my food while Sam and Dean were legit shoveling everything into their mouths. It was kind of gross. Okay, really gross. I get the guys are heroes, but come on. Use a napkin.

We were all spread along the old oak table, Sam and Dean on one side, Jody on the head, and then Alex, me, and Claire. All of us happily eating our meals, but there was a heaviness in the air. All of us had something on our mind, but we all were seeing who would talk first, or if they would talk at all.

Dean moaned in pleasure as he took another bite, "Ah, this bird is fantastic." All of us just looked at him, "And when you mix it up with the potatoes and the - the beans - you guys eat like this every day?" I could see the puzzled faces of Jody and Claire, but I got it. I knew what they meant. I never had a home cooked meal until I moved here, and each night I thank God that somehow I got lucky enough to have this new life.

Jody shrugged, "It's just chicken."

Sam looked at her as if she were crazy, "It's shaped like chicken. Not a patty or - a nugget."

I took another bite full before saying, "And it doesn't taste like freezer burn."

Sam pointed at me with his fork, "Exactly," he said through the mouthful of mashed potatoes and green beans.

Claire rolled her eyes, "Can we get to the case?" The room was silent other than the clanking of utensils and chewing. "Three people are missing."

"There is no evidence that they didn't skip town on their own. Two of them were runaways. One was a homeless guy." Jody had been trying to convince Claire for who knows how long to let this "case" go, but each time Claire completely ignored her and kept hunting, and this time she went around her back to get the Winchester boys to back her. I gotta give her props for being creative.

Claire continued as if she wasn't interrupted, "He was last seen at Brayden Point. I've been stalking it out."

"Stalking is definitely the correct terminology," I mumbled under my breath hiding my mouth with my fork. Alex chuckled, I'm glad she was the only one that heard it, I was in hot waters already with Jody. I had been kind of out of character today, normally I sit up and shut up, but today, I kept making snide comments, participating in conversations, and I liked putting myself out there. Even if it may not be for the right reasons.

Dean took another heaping pile of mashed potatoes and plopped it down onto his plate. Sam looked at him incredulously, "Dude."

Dean just shoved another forkful into his mouth, "There's plenty left. Brayden Point?"

I smirked at Dean, "It's where everyone goes to make out."

Alex just laughed at me, "Yeah, everyone except some people." My cheeks burned red, seriously? I knew she was directing that towards me, but just 'cause I'm not hoeing around doesn't mean I'm a prude. And speaking of which, I did nothing to deserve being attacked. What the hell.

"Be nice," Jody snapped before rolling her eyes and pointing towards the kitchen, "Yes, there's about four pounds left on the stove."

Claire laid her hand down on the table and looked at everyone with a deadly serious expression. "Guys." She made sure to stare Dean and Sam directly in the eyes, "There's something out there." Dean just kept eating and eating, "People are reporting animals they've never seen before, things stalking their front yards that disappear."

Alex groaned and of all things, reached for Jody's wine and went to take a sip. "This is according to the - hey, put it back -," Alex reluctantly lowered the glass and continued to glower over the whole conversation. "Neighborhood crime blogs that Claire has been reading."

"They're eyewitness accounts."

"We've hunted on less," Sam reasoned.

I looked at him as if he were insane, "Seriously?"

Dean looked at Claire, as if he wanted to believe this tall tale for her sake. "What else you got?"

Claire finally lost some of her confidence and stared at the scraps left on her plate, "I'm - I'm working on it."

Dean gave her a questioning glance. "Claire did catch a werewolf," Alex piped. "Oh, right, it turned out to be a German Shepherd with rabies."
"And before that was the vampire -," Jody continued, "Councilwoman into erotic cosplay. I didn't know what cosplay was before that. Super-embarrassing for the whole force." Jody looked down at her plate, cheeks slightly tinted.

I couldn't contain my giggles, "But it was super-funny." That had to of been Claire's best screwup by far. My laughter was met with a disappointed look and I slowly quieted, taking a sip of water.

"Wow." Dean turned his attention towards Claire, "You've been busy."

"I've been hunting."

"That's something to call it."

Jody glanced at me before continuing, "A.K.A., menacing innocent people. Claire has a whole string of assaults racked up. The only reason she's not sitting in jail right now is that I'm the Sheriff."

"Fine, I've been wrong. But this time I know there's a monster." The sincerity of her words almost convinced me she was right. Almost.

"Can we stop talking about monsters and hunting?" Alex practically shouted, taking everyone a bit back. "What about real life?"

Claire's voice dripped with sarcasm, "Real life?" She laughed to herself, "Okay. Yeah, sure. Let's get real." I slowly turned my head towards, Claire knowing exactly where she was going with this. "You and Henry settle on a weekend yet?" I took another bite trying to keep out of it.

Alex gave her a confused look, "What?"

"When you're sneaking out to Jody's cabin to screw yourself silly." I choked, the bite I was swallowing got caught in my throat as I took a sharp intake of breath after hearing that statement. That's a nice way to put it.

I was coughing hysterically as everyone looked at Alex with shocked expressions. Dean dropped his fork on his plate, "Whoa, here we go." Jody just stared at her Alex, she was the first Wayward girl of course, so Jody always felt a special bond with her, in complete disbelief, a mixture of hurt and confusion written on her face.

Claire stared at everyone in pure delight. "Ohh. We're not…" she stuttered out trying to find the words. She then glared over my hacking form and straight at Claire, "You're completely insane."

Claire just smirked, "You might want to clear your G-Chats before you commit to that."

Sam and Dean tried to leave, "This seems like, uh, family business."

"Can I please be excused?" I wheezed. Maybe my near death experience is enough to get out of the sextalk. Jody slammed her hand down onto the table, not taking her eyes off of Alex.

"Sit! Stay!" she barked. Both Sam and Dean cowered, but I just placed my face into my palms. Nope. Guess, dying wasn't good enough. Great. Claire was sitting next to me, chuckling at all the problems she just caused.

Jody tried to have a more casual approach, taking a step back and moving forward with the topic in a calm and orderly fashion. "Um," she cleared her throat and folded her hands, "Alex, anything you want to say?"

Claire and I both looked at her, how was she going to get out of this one? All she did was sip her water, "Nope."

"Okay, uh, well, um, I-I may have - I've definitely seen birth control pills in your backpack." My jaw dropped, it got worse. There's no avoiding this now. All I wanted was a nice dinner, is that too much to ask? Everyone seemed to instantaneously gasp.

Dean and Sam both looked like scared little boys with ears tickled pink. Both of them kill the things that hide under your bed every day, but having an adult conversation with three teenage girls. Nope. "Oh, we're going there."

"Okay."

Claire was still laughing while I was wishing that something horrible would happen at that moment, so I could escape this Full House dinner, and, well, Alex was even more shocked than before. "Oh, my god."

I looked up again giving one last attempt to leave before anything else happened. "Can I please go to the bathroom?"

I was completely ignored as Jody transformed into full mom-mode. "Hey, if we can't talk about it, we shouldn't be doing it, right?" She turned towards the boys for support, but they looked just as uncomfortable as I was.

They both finally seemed to realize that they were the ones being questioned, "Right?" Jody repeated.

Dean swallowed, "What?"

Jody rolled her eyes, "Okay, I'm not going to tell you that you are too young to be having sex, or you." She pointed at Claire. "Or you," she then pointed at me.

Alex scoffed, "Who are they gonna have sex with? Claire doesn't talk to anybody, and Maddie is the school freak." Ouch. That did sting. I honestly did nothing tonight, I swear. I just continued to avoid eye contact and stare at the pile of mashed potatoes on my plate that looked vaguely like a deformed clown. Ew, clowns.

Jody gave Alex a disappointed look, "Hey, um, what I will tell you is that birth control pills are useless against STDs. Whoever you are with needs to suit up every time, always." Ewwww, condoms, man. Clowns and condoms, what a great combo. "No pulling up the drawbridge early."

Alex groaned, "Oh, I get it."

Claire laughed, I just glared at her. "I hate you," I grumbled. I don't care if they talk about sex, I really don't, but I don't want to, especially if Sam and Dean were there.

"And don't expect the guy, as much as I love Henry, to always show up packing. Am I right?"

Dean just looked like a deer in headlights, "What?"

"Seriously?" Jody whispered. Sam just stared at Jody and Dean started gulping his wine. "Stop!" Alex blurted out. "We haven't done anything yet. I'm just… trying to be prepared."

Jody's mouth hung open as she looked at Dean and Sam utterly mortified, I don't know if she was relieved or what, but the boys just nodded and smiled, drinking more alcohol. "Great, um… we need some more mashed potatoes, right?" She placed her napkin onto the table, "Mashed pota- I'm just gonna - I'm gonna…" And then our beloved Jody Mills downed her wine in one gulp. "I'm gonna get some more potatoes." She stood up and grabbed the half-emptied bowl. "Po-ta-toes."

Everyone kind of just continued eating while I just stared at my plate. "This is fun," Dean mused.

Claire let out an obnoxious laugh while continuing to shovel food into her mouth and then giving Dean a non-amused glare. I just sat there, staring at the uneaten food.

Dean cleared his throat and Sam glanced at me, "You should finish your food, Maddie."

I looked up at him through my long lashes, "I lost my appetite at "drawbridge"."

He gave me a tight smile, nodding as he looked between the three of us. "Got it."

I blew through my lips, and tapped my fingers on my thigh, my eyes wandering. And then I saw it. The crystal glass with the deep ruby liquid. I glanced up at Dean, hoping this one time I could have my own little escape, I guess he had noticed my uneasiness throughout dinner, so he slowly slid the glass across the table. I quickly picked it up and took a long taste, enjoying how it burned my throat. When I heard Jody walking in, I quickly set it back down and wiped my face with the back of my hand. Dean just smirked at me and I gave him a cheeky grin. That was the first time someone had even remotely treated me like I was over twelve, and I was again grateful for the Winchester boys, especially at that moment.