She let out a sigh of exhaustion as she wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, the hot Montana sun taking it's toll even on her, who was much accustom to the western weather, the long, hot days, and the cool nights that always ended to quickly. Summer was always a bitch to Lilly Evans, the days always consisting of work. Today's project? A Cattle fence.

Her attire was pretty basic for work clothes: Tan Boy shorts, cutting off mid knee, her red plaid boxers showing, and a blue baseball shirt, her long, brown hair pulled into a messy bun as she shoved the wooden pole into a hole she had dug ten minutes earlier.

Dust stired down the road as she saw a car comming in her direction. A nice car. Chevrolette Impala, probably a '63, a car you never saw in her parts.

Probably more idiots asking her to tell them the future, though she usually lied about it. Like that woman, Linda. She wanted to know if her boyfriend was going to ask her to marry him. In reality, he had already died in a horiffic car crash. Lilly said they would live happily ever after.

Yeah, right.

Life never ended up happy.

The Black and White car stopped twenty feet up the road as two guys fot out of it. Both about mid-20's, one espicially cute. With every step they took closer to her, she saw a flash of their lives. Their mother was dead, father missing, flashes of a girl named Jessica dead, on the ceiling, then her bursting into flame.

"Stop right there..." Lilly spoke, then eaight or nine feet infront of her. Human contact was an impossilbe for Lilly, overcome with visions of the most horrible things.

She didn't look them over seriously, as she got out a roll of barbed wire from a beat up red truck, putting on a pair of strong, leather gloves as she wrapped the wire around one pole several times, and dragging it to another pole.

"Sam and Dean Winchester. 22 and 27. Picies and Gemini. You have a lot of questions, the answer to Sam's is Yes, Dean's is 17 and Hell No.."

She felt a smile spread across her face as the boys looked at each other, Dean shifting uncomfortable.

Sam's question was adverage. "I wonder if she's the real thing" though it would be a lie to say Dean's wasn't the more frequent. "I wonder if she'd screw me.. She can't be older than 17.."

"Sorry.." Dean coughed.

"Wow." Sam muttered, taking a few steps forward, holding out her hand to shake.

"No!' Lilly almost screamed as the barbed wire slipped.

She had a vision then.

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"I'm Sam"

"Jessica" A girl said, with pretty blonde hair, and blue eyes that illuminated the room.

"Well, I guess that were Biology partners"

"I guess so.." Jessica said, smiling.

Lilly could feel Sam's devotion to her. Like she was a goddess, the only thing that mattered.

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She saw they two, kissing, so passionately, the room filled with lust, and love, and just longing and wanting. It was Sam's first time.

Hers too.

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"Jessica!" He yelled, as he opened his eyes, seeing her sprawled up on the wall, her blood on his face. Her blue eyes seemed more atomic then, as she looked down at him in fear and love and pain. All the emotions of life.

And then she burst into flame.

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"Bullshit.." She muttered, the barbed wire cutting a deep, long dash in her arm, Sam taking another step forward.

"Stay there" Lilly muttered "I don't need to see any more sex scandals..."

She took off her baseball tee, revealing a black sports bra that clung to her tanned body, shoulders sunburnt. She wrapped the tee shirt over her arm, tieing it tightly, as she began to feel faint, though she didn't show it.

"I'm sorry--" Sam stated "I-I didn't know"

"Way to go, Sammy" Dean muttered "Kill the psychic"

Lilly shot vile looks at Dean, not really in the mood. She heard the tunder roll, and knew that it was time to go in. She knew of the horrid montana thunderstormes, but she had to finish the fence, or no telling what Bob, Madason's hudband would do.

As she turned around, she heard Sam mutter "Woah" And knew what he was referering to.

Her back was a tapestry of blues and blacks and greens, scars enough to provide a whole state with their injury needs, though she didn't comment. She knew that they hadn't done their research yet, but they would. She finished the last pole.

"I have to go.." She stated, but if you do your work, you'll know where I'll be... Be careful though, you don't want to go looking into Irish Myths, although you'll want to..."

She threw a tool into the back of her truck, as she climbed through the back window. "Look up Conner Potts and my brother. Do some comparing..."

And then she was gone.

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As Dean got into his car, he couldent help but say "That was... different.."

Sam, on the other hand said.. "Your nasty.. She's eaight years to your senior.."

"She's still hot..."

"That's Stagitory...!"

"Hot is hot, Sammy. A lesson you need to learn."

"That's disgusting.. And my name is Sam.."

"Hey, atleast you have a chance. Your only what.. three years older than her..."

"Gross"

"You know she's hot..."

"No"

"Sam wants to bone the minor... Sammy wants to bone the minor..." Dean smiled, as he pronounced the words in a sing-song voice

"Dean got arrested for boning a minor, and then having her daddy find out.." Sam muttered in his own sing song voice "And then found himself waking uo to a shotgun barrell.."

"That was only once... And it turned out alright" Dean muttered

"Yeah freaking right.."