TWO WEEKS LATER

Taking a sip on my too hot coffee I made a grimace. Not only was the coffee to hot, it taste like shit. When I passed a car I simply dropped the coffee on it and passed like nothing had happened. Looking up at the sky, where the stars shined beautifully in the dark I noticed that it was full moon.

"Not taking any chances", I muttered and hurried to my motel room being the oh, so ever sceptic.

If I had looked at the parking lot more closely I would have noticed a car which I had seen before. A Impala.

Quickly entering the room I checked the salt lines and all my jumbomumbo as my long gone friend had called it. Then deciding to take a shower I stripped down to my underwear in the room feeling the chill I quickly stepped into the bathroom and started the shower. Finding an agreeable heat I quickly stripped the rest and climbed in the shower and relaxed as the hot water worked at my knots in the back.

After the shower I pulled a towel to my body and wrapped it around me. I opened the bathroom door and stepped out of the bathroom and in to the room. I shivered when the cold air hit me. Walking fast to my bag I tugged out some underwear and sleeping clothes. I put on my panties still having the towel wrapped around me in case they had any peeping Toms here. You never know! When I pulled on the big sweatshirt I heard a shifting in the room.

My body tensed and I looked at my pillow, underneath it I had a .45.

"Don´t even try."

I groaned. "How the fuck did you find me?" I turned around and behind me stood Dean and the tall guy with drawn weapons aiming at me. "God! Why are you doing this to me!" I said exasperated and looked up at the ceiling for the drama.

"Well we are hunters, darling", he drawled making darling sound very dirty.

"Well, go hunt!" I smiled at them and then through myself at the bed to grab my .45 and landed with a thud at the floor and feeling pain.

Ignoring the pain on my ass I unsecured the weapon and pointed it at the tall guy thinking he was the best to shoot at. Surprised flitted my face as I realized that they weren't there.

Then hearing a gun being pulled and then felt it at my head. "Move and your head gets blown."

"This is so not happening", I muttered and felt a hand circle around my upper arm and tug me up.

Still holding the weapon the tall guy emerged from the side and took the gun from my hand.

"Maybe we should test her?" said the tall guy and tossed my gun at the side.

I hissed with anger seeing this. The dagger was my most needed possession but the gun was my most beloved. It hurt me when they just tossed him to the side without caring. I repeat myself, Stupid hunters!

"Easy", said Dean who was the one that held my arm. "Why? She´s probably just a demon!"

"She did say Gods name, Dean."

"I'm not a demon", I said breaking in on the argument. "Human here, a hunter by the way."

Dean scoffed. "Right, a hunter!"

I turned my head so the gun was pointing at my forehead before glaring at Dean. "Yes! A hunter, I've probably killed a lot more demons than you ever have!"

"Don´t think so, darling."

I got frustrated at his face expression. He looked like he thought he was so much better than me, and all I wanted to do was to wash it of his face, painfully.

"Christo!"

I turned to look at the taller guy. "You kidding me? I am not a demon!" I practically shouted the last part at the tall guy.

"Dean, I think she's right."

I gave him a `duh` look and the tall guy had the nerve to look sheepishly at me.

"C'mon Sammy, we don't really know that, for crying out loud! She held a knife to my throat!" Dean gave the other guy who was supposedly named Sammy a exasperated look.

"I do believe it was a machete", it slipped out before I could stop it and the hand around my arm tightened until it was painfully. I had never been someone who could repress pain so I tried to pull my arm out of his grasp but as I did that he only squeezed harder. "Ow!"

He started to smirk. "What, princess? Can´t handle pain?"

Once again I tried to pull away but to no avail. Sammy almost saw embarrassed by his friend behaviour and tried to speak rationally to his friend.

"Dean, stop it, she's not a demon, and you're hurting her! She's a girl!"

This comment made Dean slowly loosen his grip around my arm. I let out a breath of relief which I hadn't realised that I had held.

"Fine, but you're not going anywhere", Dean said and gave me a menacing stare.

I swiftly nodded before I sat down on the bed making both guys taking a step toward me. "Chill! Since I know you're not going anywhere soon I'm sitting down, taking a break from standing, ok?"

I really wanted to say capice, but I thought it might push my luck. Hey, I wasn't scared or anything, but they held the guns, and seeing Sammy thorwing away my gun earlier made me want to jump him, and not the sexual way, like the, "I will kill you for thouching my gun! way". But I didn't, because I didn't think that Dean would highly appreciate that, so I tried to speak with them nicely.

"You there, freakishly tall guy", that is nice, being me! "Can you please pick up my gun from the floor but dont thouch it to much, it doesn't like you."

Dean actually had the nerve to look amused by my words and send a grin to me. "I have a gun that might like you, want to find out?"

Letting out a shriek I jumped him and pushed us both to the floor, me straddling him. "You pervert!" I screamed at his face and I raised my fist to make it connect in his face.

But Sammy who must have been surprised at first quickly slid an arm around my waist and pulled me of Dean. He tossed me on the bed and gave Dean a glare.

My to big sweatshirt rod up and I could see Sammy looking at my exposed thighs. Seeing it I quickly pulled down my sweatshirt to cover around my knees.

Dean hoisted himself up on the floor and walked towards me.

Now I changed my mind, now I'm scared. And everyone would be if they saw the way Deans eyes flashed with anger. I pressed myself into the bed as he took one long stride to the bed. I tried to roll away but his arms shot down at the sides of me trapping me in.

"Don't ever do that again, you got me?"

I left out a shaky breath as he leaned in closer. I could feel his breath on my face and I nodded. "Yes." Then not helping to resist myself I started to grin. "Got it, no jumping you, to bad…" I said eyeing him up and down.

Dean's eyes turned from anger to something else that I couldn't put my finger on. He leaned in closer so his mouth was at my ear.

"You suggesting anything?"

"DEAN!" shouted Sammy and pulled his friend of me. "She may be a human but she can still be dangerous!"

"Of course I'm dangerous, I'm a hunter and I could kick your ass everyday."

"Really?" asked Dean and got this look on his face that really makes him look hot.

I shook my head trying to get out the thoughts of my head. But they stuck in there annoying the crap out of me. Now trying to block out the thoughts I looked over at Sammy and he looked mad at his friend. Guess this is not the first time he's done anything like this.

"Yes, really", I replied and gave him a smirk of my own kind.

"Kind of looks to me that you are the one that's getting your ass kicked."

I sat up on the bed glaring at him. "Hey! I was surprised and you were two! That's like, cheating!"

Dean laughed and Sammy still had his friend jacket in his hands.

"Sweetheart, rules are meant for breaking."

I felt anger rise inside me and every second I spent with this unknown man made it blossom so much more. Clenching and unclenching my hands I gave him my best glare but he just looked smug at irritating me.

"Are you a hunter?" asked Sammy and I nodded thankfully for the interruption.

"Yes, I hunt demons, spirits, everything that's evil, you name it and I hunt it!"

Sammy looked thoughtful and Dean just looked pissed by the way this talk headed. Because it was not clearly heading where he wanted it to head.

"She could be an ally", Dean said looking at Sammy.

I rolled my eyes at Dean. "Yeah, because the last time I checked demons really partied with humans."

Dean jerked his head to me and glared at me. "Shut up! When I'm talking to you, you'll know it."

At that comment I did something really immature, I stuck out my tounge at him when he had his back turned on me. I almost felt bad for a second. Almost.

"Dean, be reasonable, if she was evil she would have killed you when she had the… machete, against your throat."

"What! It was you who said that she could still be evil!"

"Well, I changed my mind."

I saw how Dean turned his anger from me to his friend. "You can't just change your mind!"

"I did, so let it go, she's not evil."

"Thank you!" I interrupted the friends discussing whether I´m evil or not. This whole conversation was stupid! By the way, I was most certain that these guys where gay. I mean, the fight like they are a old married couple. How adorable, not. "Now that we established that I'm not evil can you please leave my room so I can leave this fucking town and leave you."

"Why? Aren't you a hunter, shouldn't you be hunting something?" Oh, sarcasm dripping from Deans voice.

I sighed impatiently and glared at him. "I already have! Ghost go caboom!" I said with a gesture of my hands. Where they really this stupid?

Sammy chuckled at my words but Dean only scowled. "Fine, you´re a hunter, but I´m not letting you out of my sight."

Sammy turned to Dean with a confused expression on his face. "What?"

Dean looked back and forward between the other two people in the room.

"She´s coming with us", Dean said sounding determined and only making Sammy to do an exclaiming sound before just shrugging, knowing not to go against Dean when he has decided what to do.

"What?" I shrieked not believing those two people. I mean come on! I didn´t even know them! Did they really think that I was going with them willing? "I'm not a thing you just can throw around! If you do this, then it's kidnapping!"

Dean just smirked at me before saying. "Sorry, princess, but it looks like you're coming with us, willing or not."

I rest my case.