A/N: This is a short chapter, but I'll make them longer in the future. The first chapter might be a little confusing at first, but as the story goes on, it will make sense. Any questions, please just email me ;)

I do not own anything, except Raegan.

There's something about death that is comforting. Well at least to me. I find myself not sleeping at night. And when I wake up, I something really wish I didn't. I now I'm doing the right thing. Hunting demons, killing evil, etc, but what I see almost everyday kills me slowly.

I see death, destruction, hate, angry, killings, etc. I wish my life was back to how it was, before. Great job, nice house, a wonderful boyfriend, but now all that is gone.

I dream of Chris often. How he smelled, what he wore, what he ate, his habits, and I miss him terribly. I try not to remember what happened to him, I block it out. I loved Chris and we were planning to get married, but all that came to a crashing halt. A demon, had killed Chris, while he was picking my wedding ring up from the store.

How do I know? Two men told me what happened. Sam and Dean Winchester. And I didn't believe them, that was until the demon came looking for me. Unknowingly I was being watched by Sam and Dean. I was hurt and angry that they would make something like that up about Chris.

I was told by the police he was killed by a robber who wanted my ring and his money. I was wrong.

The demon that killed Chris came for me next. I was taking a hot bath, when the hot water I was in, turned freezing cold. I felt it. Death. I knew it was near and I was scared. I can't describe what happened to me that night. Lets just I believed the Winchester brothers from then on. And that was four years ago. I followed in their footsteps and became a hunter.

And every time I kill a demon, I get a little piece of my life back.

I now lay in crappy bed, in a crappy motel room. I heard a soft knock at the door, but I didn't bother to get up and answer it. I lay on the bed in pitch black. I felt the darkness comforting.

My cell phone rang, and I decided it was best to answer it. I checked the called I.D to see who it was. It was Dean.

"Yeah?" My voice was horse. My throat hurt and my eyes puffy and raw from crying. I cry almost never, but every once in a while, I'll cry and cry and cry until I have no more tears left.

"We got something we need to talk about Raegan. Some very, very, very big. And it concerns you. Get your ass over here." Dean spoke in a harsh tone.

I hung up and crawled out of bed. I didn't even bother to look in the mirror seeing as their room was right next door to mine. I preferred having my own room, even though Dean thought I should stay with them. I can't sleep in the same room as them. They snore really bad.

I opened the motel door and welcome the cold fresh air hit my face. Glancing down at my hands I noticed how awfully pale they were. I use to tan, but with being a hunter. You really don't have time.

I straighten myself up and hoped my eyes weren't as puffy and my face wasn't red. I walked in the brother's room without knocking only to have a gun pointed at my face.

"Dammit Raegan! Please knock next time! I could have blown your head off!"

"Chill out Dean. You asked me to come over. What's up?" I replied in a soft voice and sat down on a messy bed.

Dean put his gun away and pulled up a chair in front of me. Staring at me hard. Sam came around the corner, slightly leaning on it. There was a sad look in his eyes, his jaw was clenched.

"Raegan..Cas just told us something big. Something he overheard. And I think you have a right to know.." Dean spoke while grabbing my hands. This is something he never does. I sat up a little straighten and felt my heart pace go fast.

I nodded while I waited for Dean to continue. Sam wasn't looking at me, but looking at the floor. As if he found it the most interesting thing in the world. Dean remained silent, thinking about his choice of words next. I grew scared.

"Spit it out Dean! I haven't got all day!" I raised my voice while was shaking. I pulled my hand away from Dean's and stood up. Walking towards Sam, who still refused to look in my direction.

"What the hell is going on you guys?!" I screamed while pushing Sam who stumbled back. Dean stood up from the chair and grabbed my arms and shaking me.

"Cas heard the demons over talk…Cas told us that Lucifer wants a child." Dean's voice was barely a whisper.

"Okay..well we can kill it when the time comes." I replied. Not really seeing the big important picture that concerned me. The Devil wants a kid. We can kill it.

"No, Raegan. You see…Lucifer wants you to give him a son.." Dean spoke to me while squeezing my arms.

I felt faint. And I felt the blackness engulf me as I fell into Dean's arms.