chapter one

My name is Katie Parker. I am 17 years old, I'll be18 next April. My father is a hunter. My mother died when I was four years old. Now my father is missing. My father told me if he is ever gone for a whole week long without any contact from him call Bobby Singer. Of course I had no idea who he was I kind of had to.

Ring ring. Ring ring. Ring ring. "Hello?" A course voice asked. "Umm hi, this is Katie, my dad told me to call you if he was gone for too long

"Oh yeah your dad told me about you, we are good friends, where are you so I can pick you up?" Bobby asked. "Do you know where Madison is, the one in tTennessee?" I asked. "I'm not an idjit."he stated bluntly. Then he sort of laughed at his own joke, I kind of giggled too." Well im on my way." He said. "Okay, see you soon." I said.

I started to pack, thinking about what I would do all day every day. So I decided to bring a few of my sketchbooks, my WHOLE Harry Potter collection so I could reread them, and of course pencils, colored pencils and markers, but that's about everything fun I have, except for m y phone of course.

Latrr on that night. I started to yawn. "Man where is he?" I said. Where could Bobby be driving from? Just then I heard a knock at the door. I pulled out my .45 and started for the door. I grabbed my holy water, silver blade, and salt. I tested Bobby , he wasnt a demon or shifter so I let him in. "Hang on let me just grab my stuff." I ran upstairs.

We were in the car heading to South Dakota. No wonder he took so long he was driving from Dakota. I was so tired, I was dosing off in the car. Bobby noticed and said I could go to sleep now and he'll show me to my room when we get there.

"Katie, Katie." I woke up with a start. "Sorry Bobby." I said. I kind of head butted him when I jumped. "It's okay girlie." He said. It felt good that he already had a nickname for me. "Come on I'll show you where you will be staying. " he said. I followed him to my room. My room was not big but cozy still. I liked it.

"By the way, Katie, there will be some boys coming they're my nephews, I think you will get along with them." Okay, I think that will be cool." I said. I had this big grin on my face. Bobby walked away and muttered something about me being an idjit. I laughed a little.

I fell asleep. I had a nightmare about my mom. She was trying to get me to come with her. She wouldn't tell me where or why she just wanted me to go with her. I almost took her hand when I woke up. There was someone knockig on the door downstairs. I figured they were Bobby's guests.

About 30 minutes later I went to brush my teeth, and my hair. I went to open the bathroom door snd I bumped into someone, he was half naked with only a towel wrapped around his lower half. I looked up. This one was really tall with shaggy brown hair that hung past his ears, and he hsd pretty brown eyes. He was really attractive.

"Umm, sorry, I tried to think of the name Bobby told me. "Sam." He said. "Right sorry Sam." I replied. He said it was okay. Well that was emberasing. I thought. I just brushed my hair and my teeth and went downstairs. I asked Bobby if he wanted eggs and bacon while I was cooking. Of course he said yes. I started making 4 plates. I hadn't met the other brother but I heard about him.

Just then I heard someone walking downstairs. I looked up from cooking. I couldn't stop staring. He was so beautiful. He had short blonde-brown hair that was spiked in all directions, he had beautiful, bright green eyes, and when he looked at me all I got were butterflies. Bobby must have noticed because he called me an idjit.

And that is how I fell in love with Dean Winchester,