Prologue

I was riding home from school when it happened. I was just riding my bike, my laptop, in a bag hanging around my shoulder, softly banging against my leg. Suddenly, my brakes decided to make an awful screeching noise. I stopped and kneeled next to my bike. Then everything went very fast. I heard a bell ringing and looked up, seeing another bike quickly coming nearer. I panicked and jumped aside, right onto the road. A horn was all I heard and then everything went black.

Chapter 1: Who are- what the fuck

Dean was driving with Metallica blaring loudly, Sam sitting next to him. Eventually he had to turn the music down, since Sam had obviously wanted to say something. At first, he had decided to be a dick and ignore him, but Sam wouldn't exactly be ignored so he gave in.

"So Sammy, what's bothering ya?" Sam gave him a look of exasperation.

"I already told you, Sammy is a chubby 12-year old. It's Sam." Dean looked at him, smirking.

"You know I'm going to keep saying Sammy, right?" A deep sigh gave him all the answers he needed. "So, are you going to tell me what's wrong or can I turn the music back up again?" Hand already on the volume button, he looked questioning at Sam.

"Actually, I wanted to make a phone call, so would you mind just turning it off?"

"Who are you gonna call?", Dean said slightly annoyed at the prospect of turning his music off.

"I'm going to call the hospital to see if dad's there." A huff of air was enough and he reached for his phone. Suddenly he froze. Dean looked at him, a bit worried.

"Sam?"

"Dean, why is there a girl lying on the backseat of the car?" Eyes alert, Dean quickly turned around and looked, he was driving after all and couldn't risk crashing and breaking his Impala. What he saw looked normal, not thinking about the fact that there wasn't a girl lying there just a minute ago. But now there was. He hadn't looked at her for more than two seconds, but it was long enough to notice that she had long curling honey blonde hair and a bag hanging around her shoulder, and she was lying down with her eyes closed, sleeping.

"Sam, she wasn't there when we left the gas station, was she?" Sam just slowly shook his head.

"Okay, I'm going to stop at the side of the road, you jump out and take our guns okay?"

"Dean, we don't know if she's dangerous." Dean looked at Sam, incredulous.

"Are you kidding me? Sam, this chick just appeared out of nowhere, I'm gonna go ahead and say spirit or demon." Sam couldn't do much but admitting he was right. Even though the girl looked innocent, she could be very dangerous.

"Make sure you don't wake her before I got the guns, okay?"

"Yeah yeah, wouldn't dream of it." When Dean stopped the car at the side of the deserted road, Sam got out, opened up the hood of the car and took a gun. Meanwhile, Dean had gotten out too, and was now standing next to the car. Sam gave him his gun and waited.

"You ready?", Dean whispered.

"Yeah."

"Okay, three, two, one.." They opened the car door, and looked at the girl. She hadn't woken yet, but they had to wake her up because otherwise they couldn't truly know if she was dangerous. Dean decided to poke her with his gun. Suddenly, the girl's eyes fluttered open, but before Dean could say anything, she dissapeared. Well, she didn't exactly dissapear, she fell through the car. Suddenly, they heard a bunch of curses coming from inside the car.

"What the absolute fuck. Are you fucking kidding me. What the fuck is this. Where am I."

Dean and Sam just stared at the car in shock.

"What the hell", Dean whispered. He had never seen or heard a cursing spirit, and this girl could curse like a sailor. The falling through the car thing did give away that she wasn't human, but then what was she?

"I think I'm stuck. What in the hell. Am I INSIDE a fucking car!? What the hell. Hello? Is anybody there?"

"Dean, I don't think she's very dangerous."

Dean opened his mouth to protest, but the girl had heard Sam.

"Wow wow wait, am I in America? Because that right there was an American accent, and I am NOT from America. Who are you guys? And can you help me because, I don't know, but I'm STUCK INSIDE A FUCKING CAR!"

That last part came out more as a screech, and Sam took a step back.

"Dean, I don't think we're dealing with an average spirit here."

Suddenly, the head of the girl popped up, although it looked like she had stuck her head through the backseat and her body was still under there.

"What do you mean 'spirit'? And who are- what the fuck."

The girl was suddenly gaping at them, and Dean didn't like it one bit. For one, she was casually sitting INSIDE the back seat, with her head above it, and they still didn't know if she was dangerous. He was guessing she was though.

"Wow, wait, am I dreaming? O hey, I got out of the car! Although it looks like I'm not entirely out of it. But back to the dreaming. What the fuck. Sam? Dean?"

Okay, so apparently the girl knew them. Great. And Sam didn't think she knew that she was a spirit/demon/whatever evil thing. Dean, however, was confused for the most part, but also determinated to find out how the girl knew about them. Meanwhile, the girl had noticed their guns.

"Um, why do you have your guns out? No wait, I know, I'm sitting inside your car. But, please don't shoot me? I kinda don't know what's happening here, but I don't want to be shot and I don't think Dean would appreciate blood on his back seat."

The more the girl talked, the more freaked out they became. Who was this girl and how did she know them?

"Um, I'm gonna get out of the car now, don't shoot me please."

As the girl was climbing out of the car, Dean and Sam backed up a few steps, not knowing what to do. When the girl stood in front of the car, she simply stared at them and said:

"Hi, I'm Alice, and I don't know how the fuck I got here."