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Erin Singer's Story

Chapter 1: The Meet

January 30,2010

It's a rainy day and I'm inside this hell hole of a bar on the outskirts of a small town in Illinois pondering life and limb when low and behold in walk Sam and Dean Winchester through the door.

I'm sitting in a dark corner of this rundown bar with its fine taste in liquor, hoping they don't see me. See, the thing is, I'm on the run from my Uncle Bobby Singer, and he sent these two fine boys to find me and bring me back home., but I'm not going back yet.

I guess I should introduce myself,. My name is Erin Singer. Bobby is my mom's brother, whom my mom doesn't really talk to, and she doesn't know that I have been living with him since the death of my fiance'.

It all began when Uncle Bobby met me at the door when I returned home from a hunt. Let me tell you he sure was pissed, and I was about to find out why in the next minute .

He threw the door open and asked me, "What the hell were you thinking girl?"

"I guess Rufus told you, huh?"

The look in Uncle Bobby's eyes said it all. "Damn right he told me. Where was your brain at?"

I yelled back at him, "At least I killed the son of a bitch."

We argued most of the night, and I left around 5am when Uncle Bobby was sleeping.

That's what's happened so far, as I sit in this bar pondering what to do next.

Well, that was a close one, I'm telling you,. When they walked in that bar yesterday, I thought my goose was cooked; man, oh man, did I ever. Sam looked right at me and all I could do was think about was how big of a fight I was going to put up.

When Sam and Dean decided to sit two tables away I could hear them talking.

Sam said, "She must have said or done something for Bobby to send us looking for her. You know, Dean?"

Dean replied, "At least, after we do find her, we can drop her off and it's no longer our problem, Sammy."

"But they're our family, Dean. We need to find out what happened between them for her to run off like that."

After Sam said that I left, and here I am in a motel in Lincoln, Nebraska, sleeping in a nice comfortable bed.

I wake up around 6am to a loud bang, thinking it was gunshots or the like, only to find out it was just a truck backfiring. After that I decide to stay another night. It's 3am and I hear a noise outside my room; the only thought going through my mind is: damn, they've found me.

I look out my window. The only thing I see is a married couple fighting. At least, I think it's a married couple. What do I care anyway? At least it's not the Winchester boys. I try to go back to sleep but I can't so I sit here wondering where Sam and Dean are right now.

As it happens, I know exactly where they are; sitting right outside my room. Now what do I do? Should I walk out and announce myself, or should I go through the bathroom window? I choose the bathroom window.

So as I'm going out the window, someone grabs my leg and I scream and try to get free. However, the person that has my legs just pulls me the rest of the way out the window. The person who grabbed me turns out to be none other than Sam Winchester. He had hid around the back of the motel and grabbed me as I was coming out of the bathroom window.

Damn they've caught me. Oh well, I can't run forever.

I'm sitting in the backseat of the impala waiting for the interrogation to begin , but they just sit in silence as Dean drives away, taking us to Uncle Bobby's house in the South.

The car ride home is lonely, boring, and downright miserable. Sam and Dean keep exchanging looks, and I keep watching them, expecting them to say something, anything!

The silence is killing me, so I break it. I ask them if Uncle Bobby is still pissed, and at first neither one says anything,.

Then finally, Dean asks the first question. "Erin, what did you do or say to him to piss him off like that?"

I reply, "Well, he heard about my last hunt from Rufus, and we argued about what I did and didn't do."

Sam asks, "Just what did you do in that hunt that ticked Bobby off so much, Erin?"

It's a question I'm not comfortable answering."It's a long story," I say, "and I don't want to get into it, right now."

Except, Sam and Dean won't let the subject drop. I keep trying to change the subject but they refused to let it go.

So, I proceed to tell them why Bobby was so mad, "Well guys, I was hunting a demon by the name Katelyn, she knew the demon that killed my fiance' two weeks before we were going to get married. I tracked her to Arkansas, in a little town just twenty miles from the state line. The demon was sitting at a bar just outside of town. I figured I would watch her for awhile and then ask her a few questions about the demon that killed my fiance'."

"Did she have any info on that demon?" Dean asked.

"No, but she had heard about me trying to find him." I told them how she pissed me off and how I killed her.

Sam just looked at me and said, "Erin, you sure pissed off Bobby. Why didn't you ask for help? I'm sure someone would have been glad to help you."

"I wanted to take care of her myself, and that's what made Uncle Bobby mad." I replied.

We continue to drive until around 9pm, and then stop at a crappy motel and pay for the night .

As I'm getting ready to go to sleep, Sam decides he wants to know more about me. I'm really unsure if I want to spill my guts out to him or not. They say not to keep anything bottled up but it hurts too much to think about it, and to talk about it would be worse. I sit on the bed debating if I should tell him or not, when Dean comes in drunk, as usual.

Dean drunkenly slurs, "Hey Sammy, what are you two up to; trying to get lucky, are you?"

"No, we were just talking; trying to get to know one another. Besides, it's none of your business what we're doing. Just go to bed, Dean." Sam retorts.

I just sit there, watching them talk. Dean finally passes out a couple of hours later; face down on his pillow.

I'm watching TV when Sam comes over and sits down next to me and says, "So Erin, are you going to tell me about yourself or not?"

I reply, "How about not. I'd rather watch TV, if you don't mind."

We sit on the bed in silence for about twenty minutes or so, watching infomercials.

When I decide to turn in for the night, someone knocks on the door. I get up to answer it, and Sam grabs his gun and hides behind the door. I ask, ''Who's there?"

At first, no one answers. Then a very timid voice asks, "Is Sam or Dean Winchester there? I have a message for them."

I reply back, ''Yeah, hang on a sec. I will get Sam for ya.''

Sam puts his gun away and opens the door, "How can we help you?''

As he guides the girl to a chair, the girl looks around the room nervously, and then looks right at me with a scared look on her face; she pales. I'm glad she's sitting down or she surely would have collapsed . I swear she looks like she's seen a ghost.

Sam looks in the direction she is looking and asks, ''What is it? Are you all right?"

The girl replies, "It's her, the one who fights Issac ,the demon who is very bad ." I was stunned I had no idea what she was talking about but I was going to find out whether I wanted to or not.

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