FIRST ENCOUNTER

"KAILEE!" Dean shouts as the demon vanishes with me. He stands looking down where I last laid. His hands slowly tightening into fists. His face losing all expression, standing there motionless. This is why I didn't want anything to happen between us. He thought. This is my fault. They were waiting for this… for her. Sam walks up behind him laying one hand on his shoulder, "Dean." Dean jerks his shoulder at the touch of Sam's hand and realizes how badly his shoulder was hurting him. Without looking away from where I disappeared, he rubs his shoulder and feels the scratch marks I had left him from our interrupted fling. "Dean." Sam repeats. Dean turns around facing his brother, and walks right past him. "Dean…" Sam knew how it felt to lose someone he really cared for and knew there was nothing he could say to make his big brother feel better. He went down to the car to see Dean sitting in the passenger seat starring blankly into the dark of the night. Sam got into the drivers seat and said nothing as he started up the car and looked at his brother before driving off.

After finding a decent priced motel Dean and Sam walked into their room in silence. Dean went into the bathroom and stripped off his shirt, exposing the deep raw scratches I had left in his skin. WOW he thought. He jumped in the shower rinsing off his new wounds incase of infection. As the water shot down from the shower head, he stood there feeling the sharp pain it mad when it hit the inside of his wounds. He didn't care I deserve it. He just let the pain flow throughout his body taking it in as if it were nothing.

After the hot pain full shower Dean walked to his bed passing Sam's gaze. "Dean. I promise YOU, well get this thing." Stressing on the I and you. Usually it was the opposite where Dean was the one to reassure Sam that everything would be okay, this was a first to both brothers. "Goodnight" Sam mumbled. Dean laid back on his bed getting under the covers, "Night." Sam turns off the lights, you can hear him shuffle his way back to his bed. After several minutes the only sound you can hear is the Sam's breathing. Dean laid there looking up at the ceiling through the darkness of the room. Thinking of how he first met Kailee, how different he knew she was, and how hard headed and arrogant she was. He smiled at the thought of it, just reminiscing.

It was about two years ago in December. Dean and Sam where getting ready to diminish another ghost that was haunting the woods in the town. They had the hotel room next to me, nether of us knowing the other was after the same thing. I went off into the woods to face the spirit alone as I usually do, ever since my sister left me. The sky a war of colors as the sun began to set. The remaining light shining through the icicles that hung from the trees creating a mixture of colors on the sparkling white snow. How could such a beautiful place be haunted? I thought to myself. As I walked deeper into the forest I realized how the shadows ate away what was left of the sun light that beamed through trees. I had the feeling that something was watching me, it was no new feeling, I had come quite accustomed to not feeling alone throughout the years. I looked back from where I came from as if to see something standing behind me. Instead I saw nothing. Nothing at all… and that scared me. Why are there no footprints in the snow? I turned back around stopping in my tracks. I was now face to face with one of the ugliest spirits I had ever seen in my years of haunting. To this day I still don't know why I didn't move. I stood there looking into its disgusting ugly face, a sound of a gun echoing through the woods as the creature in front of me disappeared. I looked to the right of me to see Dean several feet away from pointing a gun directly toward me. I was now face to face with an even deadlier obstacle, he was holding a magnum. A beautiful weapon of mass destruction that was more powerful then any other normal gun, and for it to be pointing straight at me almost made me piss in my pants. Sam slowly creeps up behind me, his own gun pointing at the back of my head. Hey at least there both sexy. Dean slowly walks up to me, gun at point. "And you are?" he says, his eyes skimming my body lowering his gun. " Names Kialee."

Sam's gun is still held up to the back of my head, he stay's quite letting Dean take the lead.

" You shouldn't be here" His eyes finally meet mine.

" How would you know where I should be?" He doesn't respond, his eyes focused on mine. "Wanna tell ya boy to lower his weapon. I'm usually on the other side of the gun"

" Not till you tell me what your doing here."

" I don't need to explain myself to anyone."

" Oh I think you do. I've seen you around before and we really hate the idea of someone stalking us."

" Don't worry I got better things to do with my time."

" WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" he stresses.

" What are YOU doing here?" Giving me a once over with his eyes I take my opening for escape. I didn't know who they were and didn't want to. Grabbing Sam's arm behind me I spin him in front of me pulling my gun out on him and pointing his towards Dean.

"Dude, are you serious? A girl just whipped you into her hostage like that?" Dean said with a look of disgust.

"Shut up Dean, maybe if you weren't checking her out." Sam responded.

" Now what are you two doing here?" directing the question to Dean.

" We're… hunting."

HUNTING? "Hunting? For what?"

" For what you just saw."

I stared at him in amazement. I never met another hunter before. I knew I wasn't the only one in this world but the odds of running into another one was slim. " So… you wanna.. I don't know. Let my brother go?" a smirk plastered to his face. I lowered my gun and loosened my grip on Sam. " So you wanna tell us what your doing here?" " Not really." " Okay, well you wanna tell us-" He stopped in mid sentence as I lifted up my gun in the direction he was in. Pressing the trigger several times Dean and Sam drop to the floor. " What the fuck was that for!" Dean said as he and his brother realized they were ok. "RUN!" I demanded them. Dean looked up to see the creature standing over them, grabbing Sam and running toward me I continue shooting at it, but it doesn't phase the spirit. As soon as they reach me I run along with them, the darkness around us making the woods a giant maze. "This way!" Dean shouts. The branches from the trees scratch my face and hands leaving behind paper like cuts. Like a stupid horror movie I tripped on a huge branch falling into the snow as the blood from my wounds reddened the cloudy white blanket beneath me. The creature, now right on top of me, gives out a screeching sound, out of no where Dean comes swooping me up to my feet holding onto my waist as we run as one. Sam is waiting at the car shooting into the shadows behind us, "Get in the car Sam!" Dean orders. When we reach the car I jump into the back seat and we automatically speed off.

After a few minutes of driving I started laughing. "What's so funny?" Sam asked. "You guys are the worst hunters ever. I never saw anyone drop that fast because of a gunshot in my life." I laughed. Both of them exchanged a look of embarrassment. Sam turned around, and I studied him for this was the first I actually got a good look at him.

" So you never answered my brother. What were you doing there?"

" I'm a huntress." I replied.

"Ha a huntress?" Dean shot out.

" Yes a huntress. Got a problem with that?"

" No but your just one girl. I think you got the wrong profession."

" Sexiest pig. You think just cause I'm a girl I cant handle myself."

" Well if you were able to handle yourself I wouldn't have had to shoot that thing away from you in the first place, or help you up after you fell."

" WHAT? I don't remember asking for your help! I was fine before you showed up all high and mighty checking me out forgetting why you came here to begin with."

"Where are we dropping your conceited ass off?"

"Motel 6."

" Motel 6? That's where we're staying." Sam says.

"Yeah? Good for you." everyone in the ca5s becomes silent.

As we get to the motel I walk off to my room. Dean and Sam walking to theirs. We realize our rooms are right next to each other and exchange one last look for the night. The next morning I heard their car running and walked out to see where they were going. When I opened my door I saw Dean sitting on his car and Sam loading it up.

"So. Your alone in this?" Dean asks.

"What's it look like." Sam lifts up his head from the trunk and nods toward Dean.

" Okay, get your stuff we're leaving."

" What?"

"You heard me."

I stayed silent looking at him for a while. Did he really just ask me to tag along? I was tired of doing this alone, the companionship might be well worth it in the long run. He stood there staring back, waiting for me to respond. Words began to escape my mouth " Uh- Ok gimme a few minutes." I said with a smirk on my face. I walked into my room Packing up my things… finally I'm catching a break.

I promise you, I'll get you back. If it's the last thing I do. Dean thought before he fell asleep.

Chapter 4 coming soon lol. Please leave a review of what you think about it so far. I'd appreciate it if you criticized me or gave me ideas to help me along.