Disclaimer: sobs I don't own Jensen Ackles! sob nor do i own sammy, or supernatural.

A/n: ok, this chap. is pretty short, but bear (haha, get it? bear? growl?...no...ok) w/ me.

Great. Just great. You just had to come, didn't you Dean? Now look what you got yourself into? A woman walked in through the small door. When she was walking in, she looked to be around two feet tall, but after getting in the room, she seemed to grow back to her original height, about 5'5". Dean stared at her as she came in; she was indeed a very beautiful girl who looked to be around 27 years old. She started gliding over to him. As she did so, Dean felt a cold breeze brush across his face, and at the same time a bone-chilling feeling down his spine. "Dean Winchester…I've waited so long to finally meet you. Of course, I feel bad that we must meet in these circumstances."

"What the hell are you talking about? Who the hell are you?" Dean shouted.

"Watch your language Dean, or you might have to get punished…"

"Who the hell are you?" Dean sneered. "What do you want with me?"

"I just want to have a nice friendly chat Dean. I don't think that's too much for a sister-in-law to ask."

"What are you talking about? I'm not even married!"

"Oh, you will be soon Dean. You will be soon." she smiled, making Dean feel very awkward and scared. He did not show it though; he didn't want her to know he feared her.

"I know your scared Dean, but don't worry, this will be over soon. If you cooperate with me, you won't have to suffer much." again with the smile, she told him. She leaned over and whispered in his ear "I'll be back" before disappearing before his eyes.

The truck stopped in front of an old diner. Sam thank Brock and walked into the diner. It was crowed, this seemed to be the place everyone liked to hang out at when they had spare time. In the booth in the far corner sat a girl with black hair and silver highlights. This was the only booth that was not full with people. Sam walked up to the bar, ordering a beer. He then walked over to the girl. "Excuse me, do you mind sharing a booth? The others are all full." She nodded but said nothing to him. Sam sat down just as the bartender brought him the beer he had ordered. As he drunk in silence, he noticed the girl staring at him. "What? Something on my face?"

"No, you're Sam Winchester, aren't you?" As she said this, the whole pub suddenly became silent, as if listening to every word they say.

"Yes, how would you know?"

"Lucky guess. You should probably leave this town if you know what's good for you…"

What's good for me?" Sam laughed. "And how would you know what's good for me?" The girl looked Sam in the eyes, staring him down.

"Trust me" she replied. "You're just going to get Dean into more trouble."

"Dean? You know my brother? Do you know where he is?" Sam asked excitedly. Instead of answering his question, the girl stood up and left. "Hey! You didn't answer me yet! Come back!" He attempted to run after, but was stopped by hands flying towards him, keeping him in the pub. He stared at the people that held him back. "What are you guys doing? I need to go find my brother!"

"It would be best if you leave, you are not welcome here." the bar tender said with a grim look on his face.

"What are you guys talking about? What have you guys done to my brother?" Sam demanded.

ok, i did not plan any of this...actually, it just kinda came to me as i wuz writing...tell me if u like it and i'll continue...happy writing!