Bullseye.

Now we've all seen Jensen play Jason Teague next to Tom Welling. Do you remember the height difference? That's how tall Antonio is! Well Antonio basically is Tom Welling, just Italian. Remember that for future reference, okay?

Now I think about it, we've seen both Jared and Jensen in movies and TV shows with Tom Welling. Nothing suss there :S

We know that he's shorter than Jared too. That's kinda weird…

I think I'll make this post Bloody Mary. Just because I can. We need ages, don't we.

Antonio is 26

Carmine is 23

Carlotta is 21

The two cars travelled down the long highway. Both were oldish and both had passengers who held secrets. It had been 3 days since the hunting parties had decided to join forces. After all, 10 hands were better than 4. it was a Valentino tradition that every second Thursday the family would have target practice. Dean and Sam happily joined in that session.

Travelling deep into the dense woodland surrounding them they found a couple of trees suiting their needs. Antonio was the first one to take aim. He shot and the bullet landed exactly where the spot on the tree had been. "Bravissimo!" Carlotta cheered and Dean scoffed, "bet I could do better" he muttered under his breath to Sam. Unfortunately Antonio had impeccable hearing, "go on then Dean, let's see you do better" he laughed and stepped back so Dean could aim the shot.

Dean lined the tree up and shot. His bullet went into the hole that Antonio had made. "I underestimated you Dean. You are a good shooter" the eldest Valentino stated, "lotta, do you want to go next?" Carlotta brushed past Dean, "Si è Grazie Tonio. I think I will. Sam, could you hand me the rifle?" she asked and Sam gave her the rifle. "Lotta is our rifle expert. You need something done with a rifle, you go to Carlotta" Antonio told Sam and they both watched as she took aim at the next tree in line.

The shots echoed through the woods, scaring birds out of the high branches. All the guys looked and right in the middle of the tree were 2 small, clean holes. "I told you" Antonio stated to Sam once again and Dean marvelled at her shots. 'wow' he thought, 'she may be small, but she can shoot!' Dean would never admit that out loud of course, it would go against his way of living.

Carmine went next. He was an exceptional shooter as well, but he preferred revolvers. The shot once again echoed around the large space and they saw the large hole in the middle of the tree. Antonio patted him on the shoulder and muttered to him in Italian. Carmine stepped back and motioned for Sam to stand in front of the tree.

He did and took the rifle to shoot with. Raising it up he stared at the spot Antonio had drawn for him. He started to feel faint and suddenly a massive rush of pain ran through his head. He clasped his hand to his head and put the gun down. The pain stopped as soon as the handle let his fingertips. He felt Dean grasping his shoulder and brought himself back to reality. The rest of them were crowded around where he was now sitting.

He couldn't remember sitting down after he let go of the gun. Dean helped him up and with the aid of his brother Sam made his way to the front of their car. "sit" Dean commanded and Sam sat. "now what the hell was that back there? You know that whole shining thing freaks me out!" Sam rubbed his forehead furiously, "I don't know what happened!"

Dean gave up and sat on the car next to his brother, "well, what do you know?" he said, taking the councillor/caring big brother approach. "I know that gun has shot a lot of supernatural beings. But there was another kind of pain. Human pain. And I have a theory of who's pain it was" Dean stared at him in disbelief, "ok, no more late night snacking for you." He said simply and Sam punched him softly in the arm.

"so who was feeling the pain?' Dean asked as he rubbed his arm. Sam's expression turned serious, "it was Carlotta's pain. It must be. It's her rifle, she's basically the only one who uses it" Dean played with a stick, "so Carlotta was shot with her own weapon?" he asked and Sam nodded, "she must have had it with her that day and the pain doubled and transferred to the rifle. It all makes sense now!"

Dean shook his head, "maybe to you, little brother. Not me. So you're saying that Carlotta was shot with her own rifle. But my question is, who was on the other end of the gun?" Sam stared off into oblivion for a while, "that's what we're gonna have to find out. Is there anything on the laptop about the Valentino family?" Dean threw the stick onto the forest floor, "there was one thing." Sam snapped out of his gaze, "what?" Dean polished a bit of the Impala and casually stated,

"they were being stalked. By someone who asked for a poltergeist to be banished and they couldn't get rid of it. The poltergeist ended up killing the man's wife and he swore revenge on the Valentino family." Sam jumped off the car and faced Dean, "this is perfect! Now we know who almost certainly did it!" Dean pointed to the bonnet of the car, "sit down college boy, I haven't finished yet!"

Sam sat down softly, "what else is there?" and Dean retrieved his stick from the ground, "the guy died from a massive aneurism 6 months ago. Still think he did it?" the younger one stood up and stamped his foot onto the dirt road, "any other…" he stopped as a branch cracked and Carlotta pushed her way through the dense trees. "am I interrupting? I just came to see how Sam is" she asked and Dean slid off the front of the car.

"I'm ok. just a bit of a headache." Sam said and Carlotta made her way over to him and held his hand up, "you cut yourself!" she exclaimed and touched the rather ugly looking gash. Sam winced. "mi dis piace…" Carlotta whispered and tugged at his hand until he followed her to the back of the Jag. There she pulled out a first aid kit. Sam sat obediently on the bumper while Carlotta weaved her magic with the kit.

She didn't take long covering the wound. Sam inspected his hand when they were done and Carlotta ran her fingers through his hair slowly, "you tell me when you are hurt, si?" she laughed and allowed him to stand up. "I need to teach you some Italian" she chuckled at his confused expression. "yeah you do need to. What does 'si' mean?" he asked. Carlotta proceeded to stuff the supplies into the first aid kit again, "it means yes. It can also be used instead of okay."

She jammed the last packet of gauze in and tried to close the top. It wouldn't budge. Carlotta struggled for a while until Sam reached over and brought his fist down onto the top of the kit. It clicked shut and she put it back into the boot. "grazie Sam!" she exclaimed and then slammed the boot shut. He again looked confused, "meaning…' he motioned for a translation. She laughed again, "thank you, Sam. It means thank you"

Sam lay on the bed with the laptop open. He had been reading the same sentence about Bloody Mary for the last 2 hours. The only thing that was on his mind right now was Carlotta. He broke out of his trance when there was a knock at the door. "come in" he called out and Carlotta poked her head through the doorway. He smiled warmly at her, "hey." He saw fear in her eyes not unlike that fateful evening when she had run out in front of their car.

"Dean, Antonio and Carmine are missing. I just got out the shower and went into our room to get my…" she struggled to find the right words in English, then gave up and used Italian instead, "spazzola di capelli and they were gone. No note or anything. Can I come and wait with you? I don't really like spending nights alone in strange towns" Sam nodded and shoved the wads of paper and laptop aside, creating room on the bed for her petite frame.

Carlotta hurried into the room, then jumped onto the bed, scattering papers. She giggled, "whoops. Mi dis piace" then she leant over to grab the papers that had now settled onto the cheap carpeting. She shuffled them together into one slightly messy pile and dumped them back onto the bed. "so Sam. What's your story?"

She paused and tried again, "why are you a hunter? Something must have happened because this isn't usually a popular career choice" Sam closed the laptop quietly, "my mum. She was killed by a demon and my father swore to have revenge on it. We kill anything evil that gets in our way. a couple of months ago my girlfriend Jess was killed by the same thing when Dean came to tell me that Dad was missing"

He stopped and Carlotta patted him on the shoulder, "how about I tell you all about me then you can continue later?" she didn't wait for an answer, "well I was born on the 23rd of September to Giovanni and Maria Valentino in Tuscany, Italy. We stayed there until I was 9 and then moved to Wisconsin after my mama died. Papa told us it was a new life and we would break the family tradition of hunting but it kept drawing him in.

We continued to move around America and I never really had a place to call home except Italy. I want to go back there one day and visit my Mama's grave. Papa died 2 months ago after a job went wrong. Antonio became more shadier by the day. We all knew he idolised Papa in many ways. He suffers silently every day. Nothing truly makes him happy any more."

She stopped and realised she'd gone too far into detail. She looked away and Sam gently pulled her head back to face him, "it's okay, I wont tell" Carlotta blushed, "I always seem to say too much when I'm around you, Sam" she took his hand and placed it on her stomach. Sam could make out a small rough-edged dimple. "you feel that? That reminds me every day of the man that saved me from certain death. And this" she pulled up her pant leg to show him the huge gash residing there, "that shows me where you tried to make it better."

She kissed him; long and hard before breaking away to take a deep breath, "I can't stop thinking about you. You haunt me every single second of the day. I cannot escape you, even in my dreams. Please tell me you feel the same way?" she stared into his eyes as he grabbed her hand and pulled her down onto the bed, "you read my mind, Lotta"

A/N:

Everyone: awwwwwww, happy ending.

JT: not yet folks! I still got a few things coming for Sam and his newfound love!

Everyone: Yay!

Like I always say; if you yourself can't make out with the character, Create another character like you that can. That's all for now.

Ciao!