Have you ever wondered if there was a purpose for you life? I meen, I've never really thought of what mines could be. It couldn't be hunting; could it? I didn't want it to be. I meen, Matt, being a demon. When does that ever happen? Never. As I hid behind the piller in the laser tag areena I started to think about my destiny. What my purpose was in life. I have to admit, the hiding place was pretty good. I wasn't found. At all. I don't know how long I was sitting behind the pillar, but it must of been long because before I new it, Dean was yelling "Laura, games over! Where are you?" I didn't want to move.

I couldn't stop thinking about what I was supposed to do in life. I meen, is it what I'm supposed to do? Or what I want to do. I don't want to do this. Know one can do this. Someone has to, I get that, but I don't want to. Sammy doesn't want to. We all know that Dean might want to, but he doesn't trust me. After about 10 minuets of Deans voice going on and on I just started to pore out my feelings. Teers started to stroll down my eyes as I thought of my life. What was I supposed to do? What did I want to do? All of a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey Laura, what happened?" It wasn't Dean. You could tell by that soft voice. It reminded me of mom. I slowly turned around and Mom was standing there right infront of me. I didn't know what to do. I just stood there in shock. She came up to me and gave me a hug. She felt so warm and safe. I felt like I had found Sancuary from the world.

"Laura, I know, everything is going to be okay. Like it always is." But that wasn't true, it was never okay. Never. I might put on that act of 'I'm okay.' But I'm not. I really amn't and Sam talking to me and Dean talking to me and taking me out like that. It doesn't really scratch the surface of how I feel. It never will. I feel hurt, and alone and I need someone that I can really trust. Sure I can trust Sam and Dean. But there my brothers what am I going to tell them.

"No mom, it's not okay. My life is falling apart, and I just want to start over. I want to go back to that day where you were holding me and Dean and Sammy were growing up like kids. I want to grow up like a kid, I want to do normal things. I don't want this." She brushed her fingers through my hair and kissed my cheek and then dissapeared.

"Laura, is that true?" That voice was Dean. Could he see Mom? It would explain a lot, I wasn't really in the mood to explain everything.

"Where's Cassie?" I asked. I really didn't want to start this conversation with my brother. He was my brother, what was I supposed to tell him? He didn't really want to start the conversation either so he just shrugged it off and answered my question. "She's outside, she won the game." Figures I thought. As I left the Areena, Cassie handed me a cup of coffee.

"I thought you might like this, it's Hazelnut, your favorite." How did she know that? Oh, Dean... Dean tells Cassie everything. Or at least he did.

"Thanks." I said while sitting down at a table. The table was circular, it had a green Laser gun on it and three chairs sat around it. I kind of made it clear that I didn't want Dean or Cassie sitting by me. I just wanted to sit alone, thinking about my future and Mom. Why was mom here? Why did she come. You know what, she came thats all that matters. I'm not even going to go near that subject, it's not what I want. But, I still wanted to know. Mom never came unless something big was going to happen. But something big happend. Not going to happen, it can't be that. I can't take that anymore.

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"Whats wrong with Laura? She's so quiet." Cassie said while leaning on the table. She was watching Laura from the Potium. Dean stood by here with his cup of coffee in his hands.

"She just needs a brake." He told her while sipping some Coffee. Cassie couldn't help but watch her. She senced something, but she just couldn't tell what was wrong exactly. She new Dean new.

"It's a boy isn't it?" She asked. He looked at her surprised. Why would she think that? I meen, of course that was part of it, but there had to be more.

"How did you know that?" Dean asked while staring back at his baby sister. She had gotten up from her seat and walked over to them, ending there conversation.

"I'm going in the car Dean, take your time." She walked out of the fun house with her head down. She was thinking about a lot of things, you could just tell her mind was filled with thoughts.

"Okay, so maybe I should go..." Dean said while facing the girl he once loved. She leaned in and kissed his cheek and then whispered in his ear, "Call me." Then left him standing there speachless.

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As I was walking out the fun house My thoughts had been interupted once again. I then felt a surge of pain run through my body.

"SHIT!" I yelled hoping that Dean wouldn't here me. As I looked down, I saw a stain of coffee on my shirt. My white shirt, the only white shirt that I had was brown now. Just like my life, it was all brown.

"I'm so sorry." I heard a boy say. I closed my eyes and then looked up to see a tall handsome boy with brown eyes and blondish brown hair. He seemed like a Hollister guy that was really close to an older sibling that loved the OC. This would be my kind of guy, but I just decided to brush it away. I didn't want to get into this guy thing again. He looked at me and then smiled. I smiled back like a little brat and walked away.

"Hey!" The boy yelled at Dean while he walked out. Dean turned around to face him and then gave him a weird look. "Is that your daughter?" He asked. Dean got a weird look on his face and then said, "Who? Laura? No! She's my sister." The boy just stood there pondering something. You couldn't tell what though, "Why?" Dean asked. The boy took out a pen and paper from his pocket and wrote down his number.

"Can you give this to her and tell her I'll be waiting for her call?" Dean shrugged then bit his lower lip. "She's my sister, what makes you think I'm going to give it to her?" The boy started to think, you could tell he was fishing for something to say back. Then he looked over at me and then at Dean and smiled. "She's sad, you know that, and I can tell. She needs somone to talk to, so maybe..." Dean put is hand up stopping him.

"Got it." He said while taking the paper and then walking toward the car. "Hey, whats your name kid?" Dean said while snapping his neck toward the boy real fast.

"Tyler, Tyler Miller." Dean smiled and then opened the car door. I was just watching out the window. I wasn't even paying attention.

"So I take it you didn't see that." I didn't answer him.

"Laura, why aren't you sitting in the front? You love the front." I just shrugged my shoulders not taking my eyes away from the window. "Laura..." Dean stopped himself which got my attention. I turned around to face him.

"Here is this guys number, you should take it and think about calling him." I looked at Dean weirdly getting why he hesitated and looked at the peice of paper. It said more then his number, it seemed like Dean didn't read the letter.

Hey Laura, (Your brother told me your name)

I'm sorry that I spilled coffee all over your white shirt. If you ever need to talk call me, maybe we can have a cup of coffee.

Tyler

555-0157

I paused when I saw his number. It just reminded me off Matt. His number was one digit off. 0156. That just made me think that I had to call him. There was some reason for me to call him. I wasn't ready to call him, but I felt like Matt was telling me too. He wasn't dead, but, it just felt like his was. If he were only human, different. It would really help... but like I said, I think theres a reason for everything and this guy had some purpose in my life.