Ok then folks seems I got such a positive feed back for this story im posting the next chapter as requested. Hope you all like it.

"Kept in the Dark"

Dean felt a hard jab in his ribs. He turned towards his younger brother, who gave him a look that clearly said 'stop staring'.

But Dean couldn't help it; this was the girl that had left him in the middle of the night. And it was just his luck that she would turn out to be his father's friend's god daughter. What did he ever do to annoy the Gods?

He shook his head in dismay and turned back to CJ, who stood facing his father, a small smile playing on her lips. Lips that only the night before he had devoured… Dean shook his head; they were bad, bad thoughts.

"You looked nothing like I had imagined"

Dean turned to his father, having realized that he was talking, and then back to CJ, as she let out a small chuckle.

"I get that a lot. Booby, what did Caleb used to say? I don't have the hunter vibe, whatever that means"

John nodded his head in complete understanding. If he hadn't gotten a look at her eyes then he would have told Bobby that he was a liar, there was no way that this girl was a hunter; she just seemed to preppy to be one. But the eyes never lie, they truly did hold the window to the soul, and John couldn't help but get a chill down his spine every time he caught a glimpse of them.

Her eyes showed more than the pain and horror that you expect from a hunter, no, they showed a deeper pain and suffering than he would ever want to see in a nineteen year olds eyes. They showed the true pain of betrayal and hatred, and John couldn't help but feel that if he looked deep and hard enough, he would see a black bottom-less pit that he wouldn't be able to escape.

He was brought back from his thoughts when the loud ringing of a phone could be heard. Everyone instantly checked there pockets, and when they realized that it wasn't them, they waited for someone else to claim the annoying ringing sound.

"Oh, that's me" CJ smiled and reached behind her to pick up the phone.

"Hey" CJ's smile quickly dropped and turned into a frown, one that held not only pain, but a lot of hatred, and John felt the shiver down his spine once again.

"He wouldn't be that stupid" CJ continued to listen several more seconds, before she turned her face away, and John could no longer see the emotions running through her eyes.

"He can't be that deranged to think that I would have any emotions left towards him………… Thanks for the heads up"

She snapped the phone shut, her free hand running through her hair, then she realized that it was in a loose bun and she allowed her hand to drop to her side and her body to collapse into the chair that was directly behind her.

Sam was shocked at the transformation that had occurred right before his eyes. One minute CJ was a bubbly, somewhat ditsy person, and now, now she was a completely different.
She looked like she was about to cry, or throw some punches, Sam couldn't be sure which one, but what he did know was that she was angry and it was an emotion like he had never felt before. Sure, he had felt his own anger, and his brother's, and in some cases his father's, but he never felt anger radiating off of someone like it was her, and it chilled him to the bone.

"CJ, what is it?" Bobby moved carefully over to her, he knew that her ditsy routine was just an act, but what he saw in front of him now was someone he had seen a long time ago, someone he hoped he would never have to see again.

Dean watched with interest, and shock as CJ rounded her eyes onto Bobby before she jumped to her feet, and he didn't fail to see the small jump backwards that Bobby took.

"I got to get out of here"

Dean heard someone clear their throat behind him and he pivoted on the spot taking in the appearance of the man in front of him. He was about as tall as Sam, and Dean could see several scars scattered over his face and neck. Dean moved to the side and allowed the man to pace into the kitchen, where CJ was just turning to leave.

CJ stopped dead, her face contorting into horror and pain; she shook her head tears brimming to the surface.

"You need to leave"

The man took a step forward; his hand outstretched attempting to touch the girl in front of him.

"CJ, please"

CJ jumped backwards, her head shaking more violently from side to side.

"Don't touch me, you need to leave, I can't believe, you need to go"

Sam could feel the pain of an oncoming headache as he watched the interaction between the man and CJ.

The pain became more intense, and Sam's hand shot to his head, in hope of massaging it away. He flinched his head to the side, his knees collapsing and his body falling to the floor. He was vaguely aware that his body never connected with it though, and he was also vaguely aware of strong arms wrapped around his body. The images of the vision assaulted him.

He came to with a sudden intake of breath, the pain subsiding, but the emptiness and darkness that the vision had showed stayed with him, and Sam realized that it would be a long time until it left.

He could vaguely see Dean and his father in his line of sight, but that's not who he was seeking. He was seeking CJ, the person that the vision had been about. He now knew why she was the way she was, and why the man that stood in front of her had brought such hatred.

Sam felt Dean grasp his face, and he was forced to look into his brother's worried gaze.

"I'm ok" Sam managed to croak out before turning to CJ once again, while he answered his father's question.

"What did you see, son?"

"You" He replied.

CJ shook her head, knowing what he had seen; she could see it written over his face, the pity, that's why she never told any one, she couldn't stand the look of pity on their face.

"Her father gave her to the demon"