Ok, I've started trying to catch up on the requests! I did this one first because I honestly know the least about it... But I tried my best, so ... sorry if it's a mess! (I wrote an entire oneshot from Sutton's perspective before I started over and did this one.)

This one is for Crimson Butterfly and . .dead who both requested Supernatural!

[Two 'curse words' that I have self censored, just because I thought it was too much part of Dean's character to omit. Hopefully it doesn't offend!]

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The wood was dark and cold as Sam and Dean stomped through the brush. The only light came from their flashlights and the only sounds were the snapping of twigs as they moved deeper into the surrounding trees.

"We don't even know what we're looking for," Sam complained. Their search had been going on for a bit over half an hour and they'd hardly seen so much as a raccoon. Dean grunted in reply.

"Cas said whatever it was, it was big; all the angels felt it."

"Yeah, that doesn't help us at all. "It" could be anything. And how are we supposed to find it?"

"We were closest to the epicenter, look, I don't know! You think I wanna be out here right now either?"
There was a sudden crackling over them, like the sharp splintering of wood, and then a loud crashing followed. A dark mass fell from the tree next to them and Sam cried out in surprise as whatever it was landed on him. Dean already had his gun out and cocked as Sam pushed the shadow off.

"Hey, ow!"

Sam directed the beam of his flashlight at the figure and revealed a small girl blinking at the harsh light. She tried hedging backwards and Dean had been hunting long enough to read the plans of flight in her eyes.

"Don't move," he said.

She froze at the iciness of his tone and stood with shoulders hunched and fingers slightly curled in a way that reminded Dean of a frightened rabbit. It was obvious that she had been out here for a while. Her skin was a bit dirty and scratched, perhaps thanks to her fall, and her hair was a giant mess of curls that looked like they would easily vanquish any brush. Sam stood up and brushed himself off as he kept the light focused on her.

"You're welcome for breaking your fall, by the way."

Dean watched as she blinked in confusion, and then her face melted into something like horrified understanding.

"Oh, oh no." She waved her hands in front of her in a definite 'no' gesture. "Not gonna, I don't mess with-no! I don't want any trouble here, ok? Whatever you two were doing out here, do not involve me."

"Who are you and what are you doing here," Dean asked accusingly.

"Um, these are, like, free woods, right? I was, uh, hiking."

Sam looked down at her and cocked an eyebrow.

"In a tree, in the dark, with no gear, no flashlight, and no jacket?"
The girl glared but, given the fact that she was at least a foot shorter than both of them, it lost most of its potential impact.

"My hiking practices aren't any of your business. And could you not point that at me? It doesn't exactly make me feel like cooperating with a couple of giant behemoths who are also hiking at night, but with a gun."

Dean did not feel entirely inclined to lower his weapon. Too many experiences had taught him not to trust anyone, even if they looked like they were human; especially if they looked human. At his hesitation, Sam spoke up.

"Hey, look, we don't want trouble either. We're just being cautious same as you."

The girl stared up at him drolly, eyes half lidded and neck craned back. She threw her hands out at her side.

"Yeah, you two better watch out! Wouldn't want to get on my bad side; I might mess you up."

Dean snorted lightly.

"We make it a point not to underestimate anyone; even ankle biters. Now what's your name?"

"Dean," Sam shot his older brother a warning look. "The woods might not be quiet for long."

Dean nodded in understanding and the girl seemed alarmed at the statement.

"Do not involve me in whatever shady business you're conducting! I've already been having enough of a hard time, and you know- you know what, never mind."

She took a steadying breath and then closed her eyes in concentration. When she exhaled, the Winchester brother's flashlights started flickering and then went out.

"Hey!"

There was the sound of crashing branches and stumbling in the darkness as Sam and Dean tried to figure what had happened. A presence behind them suddenly spoke up causing them both to scream and jump in the air.

"It happened again."

"D*** it, Cas! How many times have I told you not do that?"

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Later, Dean and Sam shared a look that said they both regretted hunting the girl down and making themselves involved with the mess this had turned into.

"So, let me see if I got this straight." Dean paced the dirty motel room that they'd rented for the night. "She's special, in some way she either can't or won't explain, and if the demons get to her it could be bad?"

"If they get ahold of her, it could mean another apocalypse."

The girl, Sutton, glared at Cas as he spoke in his matter-of-fact way.

"Ok, I'm not a chosen one or anything," she argued. "I am just a normal human being."

"Our flashlights did go out right when you started trying to run," Sam said.

She scoffed in insult.

"It's not my fault if you don't remember to change out old batteries."
"They weren't old."

"Well you can't prove anything!"

Dean rolled his eyes and pinned her with a look that told her she wasn't fooling anyone.

"You're not helping yourself any."

Cas moved forward and Dean noted how Sutton's lips twisted to the side as she watched the angel move about. Sam was trying to research whatever influence the girl might have, and he looked over his laptop screen at her as he prodded for more information.

"If you could cause another apocalypse, I'm guessing you have more powers than just something electrical or power based."

She crossed her arms petulantly and frowned further.

"I don't even want to be here, ok?"

Avoiding answering questions was her go to strategy, which told them that she did, in fact, know more than she was willing to tell. It was making their lives even more difficult and it was starting to get on Dean's nerves. He might've just left her to fend for herself, like she had obviously wanted, except for Cas insisted that it was imperative a "power that extensive" be protected. And they still didn't know what that power was.

"You get that we're trying to help you, right? I have no problem just leaving you out on your own, but if you're as important as he thinks you are," Dean gestured to Cas, "then you won't last two days out there."

His speech didn't impress her as she continued to stare up at him drolly. She really was small, and he wasn't sure where she stored all the false bravado.

"I've been through enough," she said. "I imagine I'd do just fine."
She smiled a secretive smile, as if sharing a joke with herself and Dean turned an exasperated look to Sam. Sam just shrugged uselessly, still at his laptop.

"Well if this is the kind of thanks we're going to get, I say we just let Crowley have her."

Cas turned to Dean and frowned seriously.

"That would be a counterproductive move on our part if we wanted to avoid another-"

"Yeah I know, Cas, thanks."

Sam let out a puffy breath of air and frowned at his laptop as if it had disappointed him.

"I'm not finding anything. Were you being honest about your name? Because I'm not finding a Sutton Regan that matches your description on any database."

Dean noticed that the girl paled slightly, though she tried to shake herself out and maintain her confident demeanor.

"Are you hacking into stuff," she deflected. "How are you doing that from a regular laptop?"

Sam looked to Dean for help at being called out. Dean just cocked an eyebrow at him and shrugged, offering no support. Sam stammered.

"Uhh..."

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"Oh, that's right, Crowley is Badger."

Dean cut his eyes over at Sutton and didn't bother trying to figure out what she even meant. She said odd things at odd times and he just had to accept that was who she was. Maybe whatever weird power she had messed with her head. Earlier she had called him a 'fricking Disney princess' and Sam a 'moose', and then told them that was all she knew. So at this point nothing that came out of her mouth would surprise Dean. She was a strange kid.

"Face to face with the king of hell and you call him a badger?"

She looked up at him as if he were the weird one.

"Not a bad- oh, never mind."

Crowley held out his arms, palms up, as he drew the focus back onto himself.

"You can call me whatever you want if you just come with me."

Dean refocused, because they were actually in a bit of danger despite how often they found themselves temporarily teaming up with this guy.

"Now," Crowley continued turning to Dean, "I'm going to have to have you hand over the girl."

Next to him, Sutton sighed and pulled at her hair.

"I'm so sick of this universe."

"Yeah, well, it's the only one you've got, so you have to learn to live with it.

Sam nudged Dean from behind and nodded his head behind him.

"Come on, we need to get out of here."

"You have any suggestions on how? 'Cause I think I left my demon blade in my other pants."
Sutton shifted next to him and her gaze darted around from Crowley to him.

"No you didn't," she said. "I'm pretty sure I saw you grab it."

Dean growled.

"Look, kid, we've dealt with this guy-"

"Yeah," she interrupted. "Super weird, powerful knife, can kill demons. You definitely would have that."

"I don't-"

He felt something then, pressing against his back, and he froze a moment before he tentatively reached back to grab what was shoved in the band of his jeans. His eyes widened when he saw the weapon he had. Crowley tilted his head in dangerous curiosity.

"How the h***?"

Sutton edged back behind Sam, his height was more than enough to conceal her.

"Can we go now?"

"Come on, Squirrel, don't make this weird. You don't even know what to do with her anyway."

Dean really, really, wished he'd just let her run off into the woods that first night. But then again, when had his life ever been easy?

"Unfortunately, Crowley, I can't."

He saw Sutton peak around Sam's back.

"Hey!"

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Again, sorry if this doesn't make a lot of sense! I couldn't go too in-depth because I'm not totally sure on the characters/plot lines.