Chapter 1

I guess that the best way to begin this story is to give you a little information about her. Well her name is Alena. I have known her ever since we were both 4 years old. Her mother died the same way that my mom did. Well ever since her mother died her father taught her all the martial arts, weapons and well just about everything that my dad taught Sam and me. Alena would always tell me about her training and she would tell me all about the things that her father said were out there. At the time I didn't believe her. Well a week before my mom died Alena moved to California. I was hard for me to say good bye to her, but I did. I think that, that was the second hardest day for me. Little did I know that in 23 years I would come across her again.

It has now been 23 years since I last saw Alena. A year earlier my father had told us that he needed to do more research on the thing that killed or mom and that was the last that Sam and I saw of him. Well it has been a year since that day. I was in the car with Sam driving to North Carolina because Sam had a vision about a shape shifter and we are going to go and check it out. It was 5:45p.m when we finally got in North Carolina. As we were looking for a place to crash for the night I saw someone walk by who looked just like Alena. I turned my head to get a better look. 'Could it be her?' I thought to myself.

"Dean!" yelled Sam grabbing the wheel. "God man watch the road."

I turned my head back to the road and I thought to myself, 'No that couldn't be Alena. Could it?'

"Oh, Dean I forgot to tell you that I already have a place where we can crash for the night."

I turned my head to Sam and I gave him one of my 'what are you talking about' looks.

"Turn left after this light."

I did as my brother ordered me to do and from that left turn he gave me directions a Mobil 6. After I parked my car we headed up the stairs until we were on the second floor. Sam lead the way to a black door with the numbers 136 in gold on it. After Sam knock on three times the door the most beautiful women that I had ever seen opened the door. Her brunette hair was about an inch over her shoulders. She had on a black sports bra and these smiley face boxers. On the waist band it said ' all around. Her dark brown eyes stared at Sam with recognition.

"Oh my god Sammy is that you?" she asked in her low sexy voice as she hugged Sam.

After they hugged Sam pointed at me and said, "Alena,"

As soon as Sam said that named I was frozen stiff. 'Was this my Alena? My friend Alena that I lost 23 years ago?' All of these questions ran across my mind until Sam said, "Alena I want you to meet my older brother Dean. Dean this is one of my friends that I meet in college. Well I met her on my first day of college actually."

"Yeah you came up to me and asked were the main building was." Said Alena with a low, sexy laugh.

"Yeah but you were the one who gave me your phone number and email address."

"Oh shut up Sammy." Alena then play punched Sam in the gut.

"Oh Alena, Dean and I were wondering if you could let us spend the night at your place tonight?" asked Sam.

"I told you Sammy, that if you were ever around the same place that I am at the same time then you don't need to ask. So the answer is yes. Why don't you both come in?"

When Sam and I got into her place it was like dad was here. There were pictures of supernatural stuff all over the walls. There was also a humongous book on the floor titled 'The Complete Dictionary of Demons, Ghosts and other Supernatural things In the Universe.'

'What in the world did this Alena do, and why does she have all of this stuff?' I asked myself as I saw a wall that was covered in all types of weapons.

"So Dean." I turned my head away from the wall of weapons and looked at Alena. "Sam told me about what happened to you mom. He also told me that your father, you, and he all fight any thing that is supernatural like I do."

I then turned my head towards Sam who was in the kitchen eating an apple. When I looked back towards Alena I saw that she had this uncomfortable look on her face. "Are you alright?" I asked getting a little knot in my throat.

"Yes. I'm sorry it's just that well Sam has never told me your families last name and…. and well... oh never mind its crazy."

"What's crazy?" I asked as I now am feeling the same way as she was, very uncomfortable.

"Well when I was I think about 4 I met a boy who was named Dean, Dean…"

"Winchester." She and I both said at the same time.

We both stared at each other for a few seconds until she broke the silence.

"How did you know that?" she asked with this kind of hopeful slash scared expression on her face.

"Because I am Dean Winchester." I replied.

"Your Dean Winchester?" She said as she looked at me with this look on her face that said 'yeah right,' and 'really' at the same time.

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Yes." I answered wondering where she was going with this.

SLAP!

She slapped me across my face then yelled, "YOU FUCKEN ASSHOLE! WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME OR MAIL ME ANYTHING?"

"Uh, what's going on?" asked Sam with a little bit of unchewed apple in his mouth.