Chapter 2: Story

"Char... no offense babe, but you look like shit." Jace said. I gave him 'the eye' and walked away.

"I didn't sleep well." I told him. I hung my bag up on a hook and pulled out my shoes before I started stretching.

Jace had known me since I came to Chicago. We were best friends, and nothing more. I trusted him… well I kind of had to since he had to throw me around in the air. Sometimes me life was practically in his hands.

"Are we working on a happy dance today?" I asked. I hoped that we weren't. I wanted something depressing. I needed to get this emotion out.

"Nope. We are doing modern until lunch… then after that we get off the group hook because we have duo practice." He told me. I sighed with relief.

"Good… because I am not in a happy mood." I told him.

One of our instructors came in and yelled at us to get on stage. We all did and spent the next four hours we danced our asses off.

"Where are you going for lunch?" Monica asked.

"Umm… I think I am actually going to go to do something else besides eat today. I'll probably just grab an energy bar." I said. I had plans to get my anger out.

"Charly that is like… not good. You can't live off energy bars…" She told me.

"Well I am doing it now aren't I?" I said before grabbing my bag and heading for the door. I pulled an energy bar and a Red Bull out of my bag and headed for my secret spot in the theatre.

The Trinity was a beautiful theatre with tons of studio space inside plus the gigantic and in the back there was an old dressing room… equipped with a small sofa. I sighed and laid down before closing my eyes for an hour long nap.

Jace was the only other person who knew. So he could find me when he needed to.

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(Dean's POV)

"So where are we supposed to find this Charly?" I asked.

"Umm…" He flipped through the book. "Woah… weird…"

"What?" I asked.

"Well, it says we can find him at the Trinity… and in my vision, the girl who was being attacked was at the Trinity Theatre." He told me.

"So we go to the Trinity and find out who the hell he is and what he knows." I said as I headed towards the theatre.

We walked in… and I was in heaven. There were girls everywhere… dancers obviously. I don't think I ever wanted to leave. Sam noticed me staring and hit my arm.

"Dude, work remember?" He said. I rolled my eyes.

Then an older woman walked by and gave us a strange look.

"Can I help you two?" She asked.

"Yeah, we are looking for a Charly Bray? But I think we have the wrong place…" Sam said looking around.

"Oh Charly! No… you are in the right place. She is at lunch right now. But when she gets back just go to studio three in the back of the theatre, she should be there in about twenty minutes." She told us before walking off.

Wait… she? Charly was a girl? This just got weirder by the second.

But we waited and went back into the huge room. When we got there, I was amazed.

They had already started dancing. I had no clue what to think about the movement but the girl doing the movement was incredible.

She was gorgeous, with blonde hair and the best body ever, and I could tell because all she had on was a sports bra, tight shorts and tights. Her long hair was pulled back and it swept in her face as she spun around a million times.

"Dean…" I heard Sam whisper. It brought me out of my trance.

"I was just looking! I know we have work to do!" I exclaimed. But that wasn't what he was talking about.

"No… that is the girl from my vision…" He told me. I looked back at him and saw that he really was worried. And now we had to get to the bottom of this and fast.

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(Charly's POV)

My nap didn't last long enough. But I had to do my job. So Jace and I went into the studio to practice our duet for the show.

This dance was so tiring. It was all lifts and jumps and turns… then more lifts. And lifts may look great… but they hurt like a bitch. I had bruises all along my ribs and legs to show for it.

But finally the song ended after our run through and I could rest for a minute.

There were two guys standing in the doorway… both of them were really cute so them seeing me in a sweaty mess was a little embarrassing. But that situation got worse.

"Charly… these two are here to see you. The run through was great… so I will give you ten minutes." Our instructor told us.

I walked over to the two guys and plastered a smile on my face.

"Hey… I'm Charly… you needed to see me?" I asked. They just started at me and looked almost dumbfounded for a second.

"Umm… yeah… I'm Sam and this is Dean. You're Charly Bray?" The taller one, whose name I now knew was Sam asked.

"Yep… the one and only. Well, that I know of anyways." I joked. Sam laughed. Dean just kept staring. Then I noticed that he was gawking at me. I felt a little uncomfortable and exposed. The look in Dean's eyes pretty much told me he was trying to undress me with them. Then he got this smirk on his face and I wanted to slap him.

"See something you like?" I asked harshly to him. He was snapped out of it and I gave him and evil look. He backed off a little.

I laughed.

"Ok, Sam… Dean, what do you need I only have a few more minutes." I told them.

"We think you know our dad." Sam said. Dean looked at him like he was crazy.

"Well I might need a name if…." Then it hit me. I knew who they were. I gasped and took a step back. "Sam and Dean Winchester?"

They both nodded.

"You're John's kids… wow I knew he said you guys were close to my age… but I just imagined little boys I guess…" I said, getting sidetracked.

"How do you know our dad?" Dean asked. This was a long story.

"Look, I don't have time to talk about that now. But meet me at my place around six. I get out then. Do you have a pen?" I asked. Sam nodded and handed me one. I wrote my address on Dean's hand.

"I'll explain later." I said before going back to the floor.

They left, and for the rest of the time I couldn't concentrate.

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(Dean's POV)

"Where is she?" I asked Sam. It was around six thirty and Charly hadn't shown up at her apartment. Sam sighed and put his hands in his pockets.

"I don't know Dean… she said she would be here…" And then just like on queue, Charly came down the hall.

Man she looked scattered. It was actually pretty cute. She had a huge black bag over one shoulder, a smaller bag on the other, then some strange clothes hanging over her arm.

"Need help?" I asked.

"No thanks I got it…" She said. She tried to pull the smaller bag off of her shoulder but that resulted in her dropping everything else.

"Shit…" She muttered. Sam and I bent down to help her pick everything up.

Once she was done gathering everything into her arms, she looked up at me and I got to see her eyes. Earlier I was to distracted by her body to notice them.

They were gorgeous. It was almost like they were three different colors. The outside was a dark blue and then as the color went into her pupil it changed into a light green with gold flecks scattered around. I had never seen eyes like that before.

"You know if you don't quit staring at me, I may just have to ban you from coming in my house." She said. I couldn't tell if she was serious or not.

"Well I can't help it, and I don't know any guy that could help staring at someone as gorgeous as you." I said, trying to turn on the charm. It didn't work. She just snarled and unlocked the door.

"Huh, sweet… do you use that line on all the girls?" She said as she unlocked the door. I didn't say anything else. Sam laughed and we walked into the apartment.

She dropped her stuff down on a kitchen chair and continued walking into the living room. There was a huge leather arm chair that she practically threw herself in and curled up.

"So what do you want to know?" She asked while yawning. Sam and I sat down on the couch and looked at her.

"How do you know our dad?" Sam asked seriously.

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(Charly's POV)

They wanted to know how I knew John… well they were going to be here a while.

I sighed and told them my story.

"Do you all know of Daniel Elkins?" I asked. They nodded. "Well my parents were killed by vampires when I was sixteen, they left some kind of message saying they would be back for me, but they never came. Either way Daniel came out to New York to look at the situation and ask me some questions. I was skeptical and I knew he wasn't a detective, so one night I followed him and learned what he really did. It was stupid and almost got me killed, but for a while I was able to fight off the vampires."

I paused for a moment before going on.

"He was impressed I guess and told me all he knew about the supernatural… I was pretty much amazed and wanted to know as much as I could and find the vampires that killed my parents and kill them. Eventually I did, but not before your dad came into the picture. See, after the fight Daniel called him and asked him to come to New York, and one thing led to another and John started to train me. It was hard, but it was worth it. See my sister couldn't do anything. I loved her to death but she was more of a home person then an adventure person."

Now it was getting to the hard part…

"Anyways… your dad told me about the demon that killed your mom and that he was hunting for it, he also told me about you two. After about four months of training he left and I was to fend for myself. I didn't really do much… I mean every now and then I went on a vampire hunt… or just small things. I hadn't ever actually come face to face with a demon until I was nineteen. See, my sister Autumn had a six month old baby… he boyfriend was a jerk and left her the minute he found out. So I was helping her while I went to Julliard. One night…" I hesitated for a moment. The tears welled up in my eyes but I went on. "One night I was getting ready to leave… Autumn said that she had something to give me and would be back out in a second. I waited, but the lights started to flicker and I heard strange noises. Then I heard my niece, Emma cry. I ran back to her room but when I got into the doorway, I saw my sister pinned to the ceiling with her stomach cut open… I tried to get to Emma before the fire… but the door frame crashed down on me. After that I don't remember much… just that I woke up a day later and I was in my dorm room. I don't know how I survived… and I'm not sure that I'm happy about it. Because now everyone in my family is dead." I wiped a tear away from my face. "Anyways, your dad came back and told me about the demon… he said it was the same thing that killed your mother. After that I moved here and tried to start over…"

I finished and stood up to walk to the bathroom. I felt sick… I hadn't ever told anyone the whole story, and it didn't feel good. My stomach was in knots and my eyes were heavy with tears.

"Excuse me…" I said before walking into the bathroom. I sat down on the floor and pulled my knees to my chest.

Even though I was trained to be a hunter… it still hurt and I never wanted to go after anything. When things happened locally I was there… and as much as I wanted to find the vampires and the demon, I just wanted my life back.

I let myself cry silently for a few minutes before there was a knock on the door.

"Charly? Are you ok?" One of them asked. I pulled it together.

"Yeah… umm…" I dried my eyes and opened the door. "Sorry…"

"It's ok…but we have something else we need to talk to you about." Sam told me. I automatically knew he was the more sentimental one.

"Sure, but do you guys have a place to stay?" I asked.

"No actually… we were going to go look for a motel after this…" He said. I shook my head.

"If you want you can stay here, there is a guest room and the couch has a pull out. Plus the food is free… well… if you can find any here…" I joked. He smiled a little.

"Thanks, I think we will take you up on that offer." He replied. I smiled and nodded.

We walked back into the living room and they told me about Sam's vision.

"Well what am I supposed to do? I mean did you see what the thing was?" I asked.

"No… I mean you knew how to fight it off, but it was to strong." Sam told me. I just nodded.

"Well then I guess it's a good idea that you guys stay here." I said smiling a little.

"Woah, Sammy I thought we were going to look for a motel?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, but Charly offered to let us stay here so I said yes. Come on Dean, it's free and we can help her more if we are here." Sam told him.

I really hated being treated like a damsel in distress. I was a strong girl and could take care of myself. But I knew not to doubt psychic's, so if Sam had a vision about me being hurt and not being able to handle something, then it was probably accurate and I needed to trust them.

"Sure you're ok with that?" Dean asked me. I nodded.

"Yeah, but if you stare at me or try to use anymore cheesy pick up lines I may just have to throw you out." I teased. His eyes got wide and Sam laughed.

I hadn't ever lived with guys before… even if it was just for a few days, this should be interesting.