"Sam I don't like this, we've been here for two months after the last sighting and there is no sign of her. How do we know she's not just making shit up, demons do that you know." Wow dumb guy still sucks at asking stuff.

"Come on, she's not a demon, she had eyes, maybe what you saw was fake" I thought you were at least kind of smart… wow.

15 minutes later.

The boys ask around, asking shop owners and bartenders if they've seen this girl, Aidyn Bobby. The bartender at the demon bar tells them yeah, he knows not to give my cover away unless their hunters, says I just left in a taxi.

They arrive where I am, another bar, this one is more human-y. They're talking to the bartender and describing me as a blonde.

As if I keep one hair color for more than 15 days.

I stay there, drinking while they look up and down, passing me three times. My friend Derek shows up and that's when I leave. The last thing I need is for them to embarrass me; plus he doesn't exactly know about the hunters being my half-siblings.

I'm walking ahead of him when they stop him to ask if he has seen this girl yak yak yak. He's angry because every demon knows what a hunter looks like, and even the dumb ones know the Winchesters.

His eyes turn black and I tug on his arm out of the building. He spins around as to say, 'what the fuck' but sees the way my eyes flicker black and say that the humans are already staring at the weird grouping. I pull him outside and he begins to drive me home.

Keeps talking about why they want to find me. I joke about Sammy wanting my demon blood but he doesn't find that as funny as I do and drops me off on the side of some road about a couple miles away from my place.

I go to my friends or shall I say minions and have them slit his throat, I write a message in his blood when he was "dying".

'You do not do that' and my signature: a W with a bump on the top of the first line and the bottom of the last line, both pointing outwards.

I call one of my actual friends after that. She picks me up and as we are driving, her stupid phone rings.

Crowley. Wanting to know why one of his henchmen was killed by "butt-chunk". He's not the brightest either.

She answers by saying maybe he pissed the wrong person off; that it happens. He tells her to stop being stupid and to talk to Moose about some chick that they just asked about.

After they part, she calls Moose; she doesn't lie but also doesn't tell the truth either. Tells him that he hasn't seen some girl/demon with blond hair, and blah blah blah.

She hangs up and asks me why my brothers are asking me if I've seen some half girl/demon that seems to be a little like you.

I tell her that I ran into them some time ago in a demon bar.

"Your mother would not like that at all girly"

My eyes flicker as I state that I do not care what she thinks of me.

"You sound like bitch over here" "Jerk."

"What the actual fuck" I snarl as I get out of the car at the closest standstill where I would not get run over. I swear her up and down until I can barely hear the boys say:

"Dammit Meg."

I run.