(A/N Thanks for reading to the second chapter! I promise it will get much better. Lots of ass kicking and a few twists to be revealed! Please leave reviews if you are enjoying this and I thank you in advance for them! Enjoy!

Chapter 2: Who are Sam and Dean?!

"Alexandria, I need to talk to you for a second." She heard her father's distant voice shouting from downstairs. A.J. was caught off guard and immediately stopped her homework to greet her father. She had a large smile plastered on her face and she quickly ran down the stairs and straight into her father's open arms.

"Dad, I didn't even know you were here!" She pushed her head into her father's chest while squeezing her arms around his body. She took in a large breath through her nose to get a whiff of her father's familiar scent.

"Well, A.J. I've come to talk to you." He said as he hugged his daughter back and then broke the embrace. He held onto A.J.'s arm and brought her over to the couch and they both sat down.

"Alexandria, I've come to give you something very important." A.J. peered into her father's brown eyes with concern. Her father reached over and grabbed her hand. He turned over her hand to reveal her palm. He then pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and placed it into her palm, closed her fingers around the paper and let go. He studied her confused face and tried to decode what she was thinking.

"What's this?" She asked looking down uncurling her fingers and took the paper out to read it.

"Who are Sam and Dean?" She asked again as she shrugged her shoulders and raised her eyebrows, "And all these numbers? What does this mean, Dad?" She studied her dad's face as he dropped his head and took a deep breath.

"Those are 12 very important phone numbers. You need to keep them with you at all times. If anything happens to your mother, to you. Do not hesitate to call all those numbers," He was waving his hands around and pointing his finger. A.J. could tell he was being very serious, "And as for Sam and Dean Winchester, they are very important to you. Remember their names, because if anything bad happens these are the boys to call!" She watched as her father got up from the couch to grab his coat and started toward the front door. She got up off the couch as well and started toward him with a quick pace.

"But why are they important to me? I don't even know who they are!" A.J. said with irritation in her voice as her father stopped his step like he wanted to answer but just said,

"Look, they are your best bet to survive," He was starting to sound agitated but took a deep breath and sighed, "I love you." And with that A.J.'s father was out the door and she never saw his face again, never heard his deep voice, and was never again able to hug him again. And after that her mom took down every photo of her father and placed them into a box. It was like she was trying to force A.J. into forgetting her father.

"Are you the brothers?" A blonde haired nurse stepped out into the waiting room holding a clip board.

"Uh, yes we are," Dean answered lying as he got up from a chair heading to talk to the nurse.

"She's going to be alright, we gave her stitches in the back of her head, her left arm is broken, but she is going to be just fine. She hasn't woken up yet, but she will soon." The nurse gave the boys a reassuring smile and motioned them to follow her.

"She's right in here if you want to make yourselves comfortable." She said pointing to a small room and the boys walked in. Dean raised his eyebrow and smiled at the pretty nurse and made his way into A.J.'s room. They walked in and noticed the blood was completely washed off of her face and her left arm was set in a pink cast. Her brown curly hair was cascaded over the fluffy white pillow her head rested on.

Sam and Dean each sat in a chair and waited patiently for A.J. to wake up. Dean leaned his head up against the wall and shut his eyes, while folding his hands into his lap. Sam decided to look through the newspaper that was sitting in the room, while trying to keep an eye on the girl in the bed. He moved his eyes up from the paper and saw what he was waiting for. A.J.'s body was ferociously twitching throwing her body into an upward position and her eyes popped open. Sam got to his feet in a hurry and slapped Dean on the chest.

"What I'm up!" Dean yelled as he sat up and looked up at Sam and then over to A.J. He stood up with Sam and went to A.J.'s bedside.

"What the?" Are the first words A.J. spoke as she looked around the room confused. Her eyes stopped on the boys and she froze, "Who, Who are you?" She stuttered pointing toward Sam and Dean.

"I'm Sam and this is my brother Dean, you came to us last night." Sam said pointing to himself and to Dean. A.J. looked at both of them and sighed, while shaking her head back and forth in disbelief. Everything that happened the night before was starting to come back to her.

"What happened last night?" Dean asked as he sat down on the end of the bed. A.J. curled her feet up closer to her body and wrapped her arms around her leg, eyeing the pink cast.

"It was 1 or 2 in the morning, I was actually asleep and I heard someone whisper my name." She said as she stared down at her feet. "I stupidly walked out of my bedroom and the next thing I know a gigantic black, sheer figure with red glowing eyes was staring at me." She looked up and to the boys and then back down to her feet. "It laid a hand on my forehead and basically pushed me down the stairs." She said as she pointed to her head.

"And then I ran to get you guys, because that's all I could think to do." She said as she shrugged. "You know it was going to finish the job, it was going to kill me." She said as a tear ran down her face and she quickly wiped it away.

"Don't worry, we won't let that happen. I'm just glad you got a hold of us." Sam said as he laid a hand on her shoulder. She looked up into his eyes and gave a faint smile, as Sam removed his hand and placed them in his pockets.

"Can we get out of here? Hospitals give me the creeps." A.J. said as she looked at the boys.

"I don't think you've been discharged yet." Sam said as he started walking toward the curtain to check with a nurse.

"Discharge Smischarge."A.J. said as Dean laughed and shook his head

"I like her." He said still laughing as a smile crept onto A.J.'s face and she shook her head,

"Hospitals just creep me out; I can't stand to be here." She said as Dean nodded his head in agreement. "Do you guys mind stepping out I need to change." She asked the boys as they both nodded their heads,

"Yeah we will be right out here and then we can go."

A.J. quickly threw on her pajamas from the night before and looking down she wished she had something else to wear. Her long sleeve 'Chicago Bears' t-shirt was caked with blood across the logo and her soft pajama pants were torn at the knees. She got dressed as fast as she could and poked her head out from the curtain to see if the coast was clear. She saw Sam standing there and he used his head pointing in the direction of Dean flirting with her nurse.

"He's taking one for the team." Sam said with a laugh as A.J. walked out of the room and Sam started closely following her out of the hospital doors. Sam led A.J. to the impala and a smile came across A.J.'s lips.

"Nice." She said as Sam opened the passenger side door for her.

"You got good taste then!" Dean said while running up to the driver's side door, holding up a piece of paper with a phone number on it, "I still got it!" He opened up the squeaky driver door and started the car up.

They all settled into the Impala and headed down the road. A.J. sat quietly in the back seat staring out the window. She hoped that the boys could find out what was in her house so she could move on with her life and hopefully so could they. They seemed so nice and oddly familiar to her; like she had met them before.

Sam was thinking the same thing. The town, the house, the girl; they all seemed familiar to him but, he couldn't put his finger on it.

Dean had a million things running through his mind: How'd she get their number? Why did she seem so familiar to him? Why'd the town seem so familiar? Why was something attacking her? Why did it kill her mother?

Dean just couldn't shake the thoughts as they plagued him all the way back to the motel.