Me: Hey guys! I'm so sad that I missed the supernatural cast in San Diego... every year I never go :( so if you went lucky you. I can't wait until season 11! I don't own Supernatural. Sadly. All work goes to the original owners. I own Lizette (Liz) Winchester and her mother Jane Sullivan.

Me: The moment you have been waiting for (bum bum bum!) Sam and Dean!

Dean: Will you hurry up! I want to be recognized like Dr. Sexy!

Sam: *rolls eyes and flips hair*

Me: *Pouts* hmph...fine!

I pulled into the diner and stoped the engine. I had parked next to a- what appeared to be-1967 Chevy Impala. As I opened the door, I accidentally let it hit the car. I winced at the loud impact. 'Oh-oh. Looks like I'll have to park somewhere else,' I thought. I got back in the car and started the engine so that I could park somewhere else.

Once everything was taken care of, I walked in the diner. I felt sorry for the person who owned that car...I loved that type of car. I stared at my surroundings and noticed that Bobby was situated with two other guys. I walked towards them.

"You called me," I stated in a 'get-straight-to-business' tone. I used that tone with everyone, except Bobby. Bobby looked up at me, his eyes showed happiness in seeing me. He stood up and hugged me. "Emotional, are we?," I joked, still with a cold tone.

"Oh, shut up," he said in a playful annoyed tone. Bobby sat back down and I sat in the chair next to him, in front of a guy with awesome cheek bones and straight-silky hair.

I looked at the guy next to him and damn was he cute. He had blue eyes and short brown or dirty blonde hair.

"Who are these guys?," I asked cautiously.

"Wow, you're still a 'get-down-to-business' girl, I see," Bobby joked.

"Yeah. Yeah. I had to learn a thing or two from you, Bobby. Now...who are you, I mean, two pretty faces like yours- I'd be sure to remember." I leaned into them to seem intimidating.

"Calm down, will ya'?" Bobby said as he pushed me back. "This is Dean (guy in front of Bobby. The one with blue eyes) and that's Sam (the one that had piercing brown eyes.)

"Ummm...ok. I'm Liz... so what do y'all want?" My cold demeanor still showing.

Sam looked perplexed by what to say. Bobby was going to say something but Dean put a hand up to stop him. "We are here to see if you want to join us in a hunting trip," Dean said. Strangely enough he put on a cold front too.

"You mean...you guys are hunters?," it came out more as a statement when I asked.

"Yeah," Sam stated.

"Why are you asking me? I mean...I never hunted in my life and frankly, I don't think I'd be of any use to you." My excuse sounded a little depressing but it was the truth.

They all seemed taken aback by this. "Listen...it's not like I don't want to-hell, I don't have much of a life anyways-but...why would you offer? I mean, I bet there are better hunters than I'll ever be out there."

"We think that you are best for the job," Sam said, a hint of seriousness and something else.

"If it's pity...I don't want it," I said shaking my head.

"Its not pity. I'll promise you that." I noticed Sam's puppy dog look and that made me believe him.

"Alright fine but under one condition..." I looked at all three of them with a finger up.

"Alright, what is the condition?," Dean asked curiosly.

"The best hunter-out of the three of you-will train me, and I mean the best," I said with a smirk.

Dean made a goofy grin and touched his heart with one of his hands,"that'll be me."

Sam chuckled, " You wish! It's obviously me, Dean." Dean gave him a glare as I watched amused.

"Boys! Calm down, she likes watching people loose their cool but...I think we all know that I'm the one who trained ya' daddy and gave ya' some good tips. Meaning I'll teach her," Bobby said proudly.

I decided to intervene since they weren't getting anywhere," okay, how about this...Sam and Dean will teach me the physical training and Bobby gets to teach me the boring stuff. Deal?," I tried to sound cold but honestly I was ecstatic that I was going to begin training.

Dean smirked, "Deal." Sam echoed Dean.

Bobby rolled his eyes," Its not boring if it will save your ass from monsters."

"I guess that means yes. So, when do we begin, guys?," I said with a big smile on my face.

"Well...how about we head on to my place and begin training ya' there?," Bobby asked cautiously. I was so happy and excited.

"Yep. I'm in!", I practically yelled.

"You're going to have to ride with us though," Sam said trying to have a emotionless face but he seemed to be hoping I'd say yes.

"If it's okay with you guys, then yeah. I already have my stuff in the car," I I said devoid of emotion.

As we left the diner and I grabbed my duffel bag from the Lincoln, Bobby headed to an old truck(didnt pay attention to the model because the truck looked so ugly). Sam and Dean lead me to the(oh-oh...the black Chevy Impala!). Dean went to the driver's side. Sam and I to the passanger, mainly because I knew that Dean was going to get so mad.

"SON-OF-A-BITCH!", Dean cursed to the sky dramatically.

"Dean, what is it?," Sam asked curiously.

"Someone hit my baby, that's what it is!" Dean started mumbling stuff to the car and stroking the hood. I honestly thought he was going to make out with-no...I couldn't believe what I was seeing...

"Is he...kissing the car?," I asked shocked.

"Yeah...that's my brother...sadly," Sam stated as we watched Dean kiss the car and stroke it time after time.

'Maybe they weren't so bad...' I thought. They treated me like they knew me already. I liked that, something inside told me that this was my second chance in having a family. Back with Bobby and with these two weirdos who made me feel happy.

Me: There! Second chapter is finished! I know that the chapters may be too short but they will become longer once we get to the real juicy stuff. If Sam and Dean seem weirder than normal(receives glares from them) I'm sorry but I there's a reason for that.

Dean: I am not dramatic...

Sam: ha! Yeah right! I think she got your personality down right.

Dean: yeah well...*reads my private journal* Sam flips his hair as if he was on top of a stallion. His intense eyes stared deractly at what he wanted...

Sam: *tries to take away paper*

Me: Sam quick I'll hold him down! You grab paper. *jumps on Dean's back*

Dean: Man sis...do you have a crush on Sam or something?

Me: No! I do it for my friends. Anyway, see ya' next chapter guys. Free cookies!

Dean: Read the next chapter because Imma be training Liz and I'll give free kisses if y'all do. :)