Alright, this is the first fanfic i ever wrote, so i myself know it's not brilliant. Which is why i wanted to stick to the safe side and base my story on the episode format used in the show. This first chapter, is more like a prologue. Consider it to be the little taster bit before the opening credit sequence starts. If you like this one, please check out my other fic What You Love is Ripped Away, which is much better than this one.

Disclaimer - I do not own Supernatural or any of it's characters - unfortunately. Nor do i own any other companies, products or people mentioned in this fic. Wish i did though.

Hope you like, and PLEASE read and review. It is much appreciated, and constructive criticism always welcome!

Chapter 1

Diana pulled in at the virtually deserted 7-Eleven just after midnight, putting her car into park and turning off her engine, glancing around the garage forecourt. The place was deadly quiet, it's bright neon lights seeming unusually harsh after emerging from the darkness of the forest that overlooked most of Route 50. The only other car present was a pickup parked at the pump across from hers, so caked in mud that the red paint underneath was barely visible. It's owner, she presumed, was the man standing near the counter in the store, who looked like he was about to have a coronary deciding over different types of cake.

Heart attacks over cakes, well that just about sums this place up, Diana thought, climbing out of her car. Excitement city this isn't, she shook her head in amusement and began to fill her car up.

The trees next to the convenience store swayed in the wind, making the hairs on her neck stand up. She didn't know what it was about this place, but something wasn't right. Or maybe she'd just spent too long in that damn car, and listening to Noah's ghost stories.

She laughed, smiling at the thought of Noah and how she'd be able to see him in a few days. It was his fault she was driving through the middle of nowhere, a "short-cut" he called it. More like a way to make sure she'd run into his arms the minute she saw him. This supposed "short-cut" had now taken her to a place called Eureka. She didn't know about anyone else in this one horse town, but she didn't feel like shouting about anything. Especially bathtubs.

The bell over the 7-Eleven door jingled and the pickup driver walked out, tipping his hat and smiling at Diana as he got in his cab. She finished filling her car up and walked over to the store, noticing that the pickup driver had bought both types of cake after all and had begun to eat them with enthusiasm as he read a newspaper.

She smiled to herself and grabbed a soft drink full of caffeine as she walked over to the counter. The cashier made small talk with her as he processed her card transaction, and she answered his questions politely but her heart just wasn't in it. All she wanted to do was get in her car and get to Noah's as quickly as possible. She hadn't seen him for months, and they had a lot of lost time to catch up on.

She smiled at the cashier and said goodbye as she walked back out of the store and to her car. It wasn't exactly the coolest car in the world, but it got her around. And she had plans to save up some money and buy a convertible, or a VW Beetle. Or anything that had better credentials than a Dodge Neon.

She gave a half-hearted wave to the pickup driver as she reached her car, who started to return it but then stopped and began to frown at her as she opened her door.

Alright then, freak, she thought, climbing into her car and put her key in the ignition, I was only being nice. She looked in her side mirror and noticed the pickup driver was getting out of his cab and looking in her direction. Of all the people to wave at, she had to wave at the psycho.

Scowling at her own stupidity, she started her engine and took one last glance in her side mirror and spend off onto Route 50, tires squealing on the asphalt.

The pickup driver, who had hurried to get to her, looked panicked and glanced over at the cashier, who seemed oblivious to anything that was happening outside. Catching his breath, he shouted after the taillights that were fading into the distance.

"Wait! There was someone in the back seat!"