Sam and Dean drove down the road going towards the address on the paper

"Where's that light coming from?" Sam asks

"What the hell?.." Dean asks pulling the car over to the side of the road. Sam just shakes his head. They were both obviously confused as to why there were cop cars and ambulances surrounding the house with the address Crowley gave them. They both got out of the car and started walking towards the house with their FBI badges ready As they lifted the police tape to walk under it Dean saw a girl that had brown hair and blonde streaks with it up in a bun, sitting on the back of an ambulance with tears streaming down her face, just staring ahead. Dean nudged Sam and pointed towards the girl.

"Think that's her?" Sam asked. Dean Only nodded his head -

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I just sat there. Doing nothing. This was a dream, right? It had to be a dream, right? There was no way this was actually happening, right? Right? I see a body bag, no, 3 body bags. Why? Why us? Why me? Why did they all have to die? Why did I have to be the one to live? I finally look up and see two men approaching me and I glance behind them and relief floods through me. Noah, my oldest brother, getting out of his car running towards me. I get up and start sprinting past the two tall men,surprising them. A cop looks up, startled as I rush past them. "Hey!" She calls after me but I keep going and run into my brothers arms, sobbing. We just stand there for a while. Not moving as I cried into his chest clutching to him as hard as I could. He had been on a trip in Colorado with some friends and partially moving in because he was going to college there in Denver this year.
After what seemed like forever, I heard a quiet voice say "Excuse me miss?" So I turned around preparing myself for whatever questions I would have to answer and came face to face with a short woman in a police uniform who said "I know you're very shaken up but we have some questions that we need to ask you" I nodded, saying "Ok" and followed her across my driveway. -

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She startled Sam and Dean as she rushed past them causing them to take a step back and turn around to see where she was going. They watched, confused as she ran into some guy's arms. He looked young. Maybe 18, 19, or early 20's

"Who do you think that is?" Sam asked finally

Dean shrugged and said "I have no clue. Let's see what the hell happened here" They walked up to a policeman who looked like he was in charge

"You the sheriff?" Dean asked as they approached him.

He nodded and said "That would be me" offering his hand "Sheriff Anderson. And you are?" he asked

"Agents Angus, and Young" Sam said as they both pulled out their badges

"How are you two already here?" He asked, bewildered.

"Uh, we were already in town" Dean said thinking quickly. Sheriff Anderson opened his mouth to say something else but Sam cut him off saying "So why don't you tell us what happened here?"

The sheriff shook his head sadly and said "That girl over there" pointing to the girl who was sitting on the ambulance before. "Her family was slaughtered while she was asleep. She actually walked in on the whole thing happening. Called 911 and now we're here"

"How did they die?" Sam asked obviously confused

"Well they haven't gone in for an autopsy yet but it looks like they were all stabbed to death. She said she can identify the person who did it but we aren't so sure because she swore up and down that the man's eyes turned black" He said shaking his head sadly at the end "That poor girl"

Sam and Dean shared look. Black eyes? That sounded familiar. "Thanks" Dean said walking away, Sam trailing behind him

"Do you think that this was our fault?"Sam asked feeling guilty

"I don't know" Dean responded looking over towards the girl who was talking to a police officer then he looked for the guy she was hugging earlier. He saw him sitting in his ar gripping the steering wheel like his life depended on it. "Who do you think that is" Dean asked nodding his head towards the guy in the car

"I'm not sure" Sam said "Should we talk to him?"

"Couldn't hurt" Dean responded. They began walking towards the car and tapped on the window. The guy looked up, surprised. He has dark, dark brown hair and brown eyes. He was well built with a navy blue t-shirt on and black joggers and you could tell he was crying. He wiped his eyes before rolling down the window

"Can I help you?" He asked, but not in a sassy way.

"Hi, we were just wondering what your relationship with that girl over there is?" Sam asked

"And who are you?" He asked. Sam and Dean showed him their badges. He nodded and said "I'm her brother, Noah"

"I thought all of her family was killed tonight?" Dean asked blankly. Noah looked angry and sad as he responded with

"Our family was killed tonight. I was on a trip in Colorado and got here as soon as possible" While glaring at Dean.

"Oh" Dean said stupidly. Then the passenger door in the car opened and the girl climbed in. She looked at Sam and Dean wearily and raised an eyebrow at Noah but it looked like she was so exhausted that it took all her strength to raise that eyebrow and her eyes were read from crying.

"FBI agents" Noah told her. She just nodded her head and said

"I already talked to the police"

"We know, you don't have to answer any more questions" Sam said looking pitiful at her. She only nodded again and leaned back against her seat and asked

"Noah, can we go now?"

"Yeah, let's go" Noah responded back, before turning to Sam and Dean "Do you guys have anymore questions for me?"

Sam was about to say no when Dean said "Could you tell us where you're staying? In case we have more questions?" Noah nodded and scribbled an address on a piece of paper, handing it to Dean

"Alright, thanks" Sam said and Noah rolled up the window and sped away

"Hey Sam" Dean said

"Yeah?" Sam responded looking down the road as the car lights faded in the distance

"No one ever even told us her name"