That morning Lorelai woke up at the crack of dawn. The change of scenery appeared to be effecting her sleep. She heard vibrating coming from her purse. She slid out of bed and grabbed her phone out from it. She had 5 new messages from her best friend Carly.

'Hey Lorelai, where the fuck are you? You missed school. Are you ill?'

'Are you sick? Call me.'

'Omg, Trent just asked me out! What should I do? Should I say yes or no? I mean I kind of like him and he is very good-looking but he can be a dick.'

'Oh my god, Lorelai I just heard the news about Julie and Nick. Are you okay?'

'Lorelai?'

Lorelai hit the reply button and text back: 'No I'm not okay. I nearly got put back into care but luckily I found my real Dad's number. He's dead to but it turns out I have brothers. I'm staying with them. I'm sorry I didn't call you, It was just all too much. I've moved away from Missouri to South Dakota. Sorry I didn't get to say goodbye.'

It hit her how much her life had changed in the past few days. All of a sudden she felt homesick. She put herself in a fetal position on her bed and started to cry. She cried for her recently deceased parents, her mother she hardly knew, her dad she never knew and for herself. She was going to go insane if she didn't get it out of her system. Lorelai could hear footsteps coming closer to her door. The door was open. Bobby walked past and peeked in as he did. He stopped, and walked in to comfort her. He grabbed a chair and her held her hand.

"There, there." He said. "It will all get better in time. Trust me."

"I just don't- don't want anymore changes!" She sobbed. "I don't want anyone else to die. I bet my presence will kill you all!"

"I doubt that. There's nothing wrong with you. You're just very down on your luck is all."

"I hate myself. I hate life. I want to die." This surprised Bobby. He was not used to what hormones could make a teenage girl say.

"You don't mean that!" He said, shocked. "You have Sam and Dean. Yeah, they're complete idjits but they'll look after you and look out for you and do you know why? Because you're family. Those two boys know that nothing's greater than family. In time, you'll get used to all this and be just as messed up as us." Bobby smiled and her and she laughed shakily through her sobs. She gave one last sniffle, rubbed her nose on the back of her hand and took a deep breath.

"I'll cook some breakfast." Bobby said and left the room. He was right, Lorelai thought. It could be a lot worse. She dreaded to think about what could have happened if she hadn't found John's number. If she never found Sam and Dean. She pushed herself back out of bed and got dressed into her favorite pair of skinny jeans and a plain white top. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was the same; long, dark brown waves but she looked paler. She had purple bags under her eyes and looked ill. The stress was obviously not doing her any favors.

She went down to the kitchen to find Sam, Dean and Bobby at the table eating Pancakes with bacon and syrup.

"Hey Kiddo!" Dean smiled at her. Lorelai took the empty seat between Sam and Dean.

"Morning." She said and smiled back. She took a bite of her pancakes. Not bad, she thought.

"So." Sam started. "I thought we'd start on some demon work today. We may even get a practical lesson because Bobby has a demon locked downstairs."

"Why do you have a demon downstairs?" Lorelai asked Bobby.

"We were trying to get information out of it about the location of a very powerful demon named Lilith. It doesn't know anything so now we have to exorcise it."

"Exorcise it? You can actually do that? I thought that was made up. Then again, I thought demons and ghosts were made up."

"They're very real unfortunately." Bobby replied. Vibrating came from Lorelai's purse again. She picked it up and took out her phone. One text from Carly.

'Holy shit! Are they hot?'

Sympathetic as always, she smiled.

"Erm, Lorelai, listen." Sam began and caught her attention. "Dean and I have learned that it's impossible to keep in contact with all your old friends when you're in this life. It can get you into trouble."

"How so?" She replied.

"In the sense that Dean and I are wanted by the FBI even if they think we're dead right now."

"But you aren't THAT wanted now Sam are you. I'm bad-ass." Dean interjected and Lorelai laughed. Sam gave him his best bitch-face.

"If they find out we aren't dead then we're in for a big pile of crap. If you end up doing this as a job, then it's likely that you'd be wanted by the feds at some point too and they can find you through your friends. Demons too. Just do us a favor and don't tell anyone you're where-abouts, who you're with and what you are doing. It can get you and us into trouble."

"Okay, I'll be careful." Lorelai said.

That afternoon consisted on Sam teaching her about demons. Despite the fact Dean said it would be boring, it wasn't. Lorelai was very interested in all of this, even if she did struggle with saying the exorcism. Sam gave her a copy and told her to practice for the next hour. He was planning to let her exorcise the demon downstairs so that she could know exactly what it was like. The bitchy comments the demon would say, how powerful and intimidating it would get and how quickly you had to do it.

Sam thought Lorelai could pull it off. She was a very quick learner. She was bright and willing to learn. Both Sam and Dean could tell that she was going to be a very good hunter. They still felt bad about doing this to her, messing up her life, putting her into a line of work that is very dangerous but somehow, they knew she'd be able to handle it. Besides, not many people can be a hunter and yet it is a very important job. The world needs more of them. Stupid people that were willing to sacrifice their lives to save many others. Sam and Dean agreed that they wouldn't let Lorelai seek out a hunt until she was 18. That would give her enough time to learn. It gave her 9 months.

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