10 years ago

I waved Dad and Dean goodbye and stayed in Sam's arms as they left. I hated seeing them leave cause I was so scared they would never come back. And now that Dean was starting in the 'family business' that made me more scared for their lives. Sam led me back in and we sat down watching some Looney Tunes and eating our favorite cereal. All our promises of healthy eating go out the window every time Dad left on a hunt. It was our way of making the best of the situation and finding the good things in seeing our father leave us for long periods of time.

"Sammy, what happens if they don't come back?" I asked Sam. He turned to me and nudged me slightly

"They will, Sophie, they always do. Don't think like that. Dad can do anything and Dean will be fine with him. " I nodded and we turned our attention to the T.V.

"When will you leave to hunt?" I asked again.

"Boy you ask way too many questions Sophie." He laughed "When I'm a little bit older, I guess. But definitely not until I know you will ok by yourself."

I gasped, truly offended. "What are you talking about? I'll be fine, I can take care of myself" I sat up.

"Of course you can, I've seen you shoot before and you're really good" He leant in "Sometimes even better than Dean but don't tell him that" I laughed and leant against his shoulder. Soon it became darker and later and we both went to bed. Sometime through the night, I heard a noise downstairs. I got and sneaked into Sam's room to see him fast asleep. I immediately ran downstairs thinking it was Dad and Dean back home from their trip but saw no-one. All of a sudden I felt an eerie sense wash over me. I decided to run up to Sam but as I turned I came face to face with a man. I smelt this poignant smell and couldn't recall it from any of the books and teachings we learnt. He didn't look like any other monster I had heard of, he looked like a silhouette but his eyes, his eyes were yellow. I took a step back but he lunged down to me and grabbed hold of my shoulder "Shhhh, its alright. I' m not going to hurt you" He whispered "What do you want?" I asked with all the fierceness and bravery I could muster.

"You, your brothers, your father" He replied

"They aren't here, they have gone away on a hunt and I don't know when they will be back. So you better leave now before I kill you" He simply looked at me and laughed "Oh Sophia, I admire your bravery, I really do. But you can't lie to me. I know that Sam is upstairs peacefully sleeping and now click of my finger can change that" He leant in closer to me with his fingers in the air "But I won't hurt him and I won't hurt you, well not yet, its far too early to begin. I need you both at your true self before I set anything into motion"

I gasped. "Who? Why? Why are you here? What do you want with me?"

"Well, dear Sophie, you see, your father has some unfinished business with me, and by that I mean he's pretty hellbent on sending me back to where I came from. But I too have some unfinished business left here and I won't a mangy, half-cast human stand in my way when I haven't accomplished when I came to do. So here's what's going happen. He needs to go, and I know exactly how to do that."

"How?"

"Well that's where you come in baby girl! His children are his weakness, he'd do anything for them. But especially you cause you're his golden beauty. If he knew one single curl on your head was bent the wrong way, he would not stop until he found the culprit and killed them. And that is exactly what I intend to exploit" He walked around me once.

"I'm going to use you as bait Sophia. Wanna know how I'm going to do that?" The man's voice questioned with glee, his yellow eyes starring at me, piercing my soul as I stood frozen in fear. He walked towards me and I staggered back with caution and he bent down to level my height" One day I'm gonna find you and I'm going to take you.." I let out a cry "oh alive don't worry, that part wont be painful", he reassured me. "Can't say the same for the rest though." The man laughed. "Oh my dear Sophia, you're feel pain like no other. I might just slit your throat inch by inch and watch you bleed out, or carve some lines into your body to match your pretty little locks, I haven't decided yet. But either way, I promise you, you're gonna beg me for death. And when your family is oh so helplessly looking for you, they're gonna slip up and act with emotion, and that's when I'm going to trap. Find them, lead them to your dead body, and then kill them. Simple as that!

I gasped and squirmed as the yellow-eyed man smiled and walked over, leaning into my ear. "But want to know the best part of it all?" he whispered.

"You will never expect it."

I opened my eyes and looked down at the dog tags in my hand and sighed. I had to leave. I can't keep putting their lives in danger anymore. I had no idea what he meant by my true self so that must be the reason why I'm not dead yet. With the amount of mirrors I smashed back there, my pool of good luck was running out quick and being here, with them was pushing it to half a tank. So I have to go…. . I got time to spend enough with them, even though they had no clue who I was and that will last me for however long I have left. I've already accepted my end to be bloody and painful, but it doesn't mean I'm going to allow theirs to meet the same fate, I just can't. I slowly got up and threw my stuff into my duffle bag and walked over to their door. I stood outside their room and hesitated before knocking. I heard the door unlock and I walked in but instead I was met with two guns pointed at me. I lifted my hands in surrender.

"Why the change of heart?" I asked. I could feel my gun inside my back pocket but I estimated the time I pulled it out between the time they both pulled the trigger would be too close so I dismissed that idea.

"I had a little chat with my friend Bobby about my dad and asked him to do me a favour. Ask around for a Sarah Jacobs and if anyone knows who she is. Turns out Sarah Jacobs died, ten years ago." I dropped my shoulders.

Ah shit.

Dean cocked his gun as he spoke again " So you've got 30 seconds to tell me who the hell you are you son of a bitch or I will put a round through your heart". I looked at Sam and his eyes were filled with hate. I sighed.

"Ok ok, can we just lower the guns at least? None of them moved their guns. "Ok fine…" I took a step towards them and they took a step back. "OK! My name is not Sarah Jacobs, you are right. But I'm not here to hurt you, I promise. "

"How did you know so much about us? Who are you working for?"

"I'm not working for anyone"

"Liar" Sam spat out.

"Im not lying. It's just you probably wouldn't even believe me if I told you "

"Oh yeah, try us"

I paused at his remark.

"Ok lady, in case you haven't noticed we are the ones here with the guns not you, you so better do as your told before we start shooting"

"Sophia, " They both looked at me in the eye as I closed my own "My name is Sophia…Winchester"