Beth raised her hand in a half wave and said, pointing to herself when she said her name, "Hey… Beth." She was still too busy processing how the shitty abandoned building outside had the whole lair thing underneath. Beth followed Dean down the stairs looking up at the high ceiling, amazed at the size of the place.

The other man looked at Beth and she assumed that he was Sam, based on the fact that he was too young to be John. Where was John anyway? Beth stepped into the library area and Dean said, "Beth, Sam, Sam, Beth."

Sam nodded, but then looked confused and said, "Wait, no, what, who's Beth?"

Beth was about to answer by saying, "I might be Dean's daughter," but Dean interrupted her by saying quickly, "She is the daughter of a hunter, looking to crash here at the bunker so that she can meet up with her mom." Beth shot Dean a look, but didn't say anything, promising herself she would ask him later. She also made a note that Dean and Sam called where she was the bunker.

Although, Sam didn't look convinced, but he kept his mouth shut too. Beth figured he would do the same thing as her and ask Dean why he had lied later. But, apparently Sam decided that he was on the welcome committee for the bunker and he started to show Beth around while Dean went to, "Go to his room and do… stuff." Beth had the sneaking suspicion that meant watch porn, but since that idea made her want to puke she shoved that thought down.

Sam walked her around the bunker, showing her a technology room with what looked like a huge metal rectangle with a bunch of flashing lights on top. Sam explained that it was a computer. He then showed her to a room with a bunch of files, and then the garage. The garage contained a lot of antique cars, and one newer black car. Well, newer was only a relative term. Beth figured it was either Sam or Dean's car.

Sam told Beth that the bunker used to belong to some secret society, but Beth hadn't really been listening. She was paying more attention to Sam, and trying to find similarities between her uncle, her father, and her. From what she could remember of Dean she shared the same dirty blonde hair color, and she shared Dean and Sam's nose. Her eyes were a dark grey color, similar to Dean's. Beth believed she shared Sam's love of books, but then began to wonder if that was nature or nurture.

Her thoughts were interrupted when he took her to Dean's room and she saw a gun. More than one gun actually, and several knives varying in shapes and sizes. Sam rushed in to shut the door, but it was too late.

Beth felt a strike of fear and she took several steps back. Sam looked like a deer in head lights, but he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps and the appearance of Dean. Dean said, "Hey um," he glanced at Beth before continuing, "Our British friend wants to tell us something." Sam glanced at Beth, clearly not knowing what to do with her.

When Beth couldn't take the awkward silence that followed she said, "It's cool. I can just hang out here."

Both brothers looked relieved and Sam said, "Thanks, it's just this British friend is a really important, uh, client for our, um, business." Both Beth and Sam looked at Dean, knowing that entire sentence had been bull shit. Sam looked to the side as if he hadn't noticed.

I rolled my eyes and said, "You guys go, I will just chill in my room."

Sam and Dean looked relieve before heading towards the library, while lecturing me on the restricted areas of the bunker. They didn't seem to realize that I was a teenager and that the listing the restricted areas of the bunker only made me want to investigate even more. But, I still nodded and when Dean and Sam went up the steps and out the front door, while I was saying my "warm" goodbyes.

When they finally shut the front door I sat down in one of the chairs and waited for five minutes, making sure they weren't going to burst back inside.

I stood up from the chair and walked down one of the halls before trying to find the computer room (one of the "restricted" areas of the bunker). After searching for several minutes I went inside a dark room and, after searching for the light switch, found myself in a file room.

"Well, it's a good a place to start as any," I said to myself. I walked over to one of the boxes and pulled it off of the metal shelf. I sat myself down on the floor and when I took of the lid a cloud of dust was released into the air and I started coughing while flapping my hands about, trying to expel the dust. Then, I heard a voice say, "Is someone there?"

The voice was male and British, and it sounded as if it was coming from the back wall of the file room. I ran my hand over the boxes before saying, "Is someone there?"

"I believe I asked you first," the voice said, and I jumped backwards in surprise.

I hesitantly walked back up to the wall and said, "I'm Beth, who are you." It was in that exact moment that I realized I shouldn't be telling a stranger in the walls my name.

The voice responded, "Nice to meet you Beth, I'm Crowley."

I nodded my head before remembering that Crowley couldn't see me. I asked, "Where are you?"

"The Winchester boys tied me up here."

"What do you mean tied you up?" I asked, confused as to why the Sam and Dean would tie anyone up. "Prove it," I demanded.

Crowley said, "Well you will just have to see for yourself. If you looked to the floor you should see some scuff marks, the boys never take time to polish anything around here. Now, if you are smart then you will realize that this means there is a hidden door. Pull on the shelving and it should open and then voila you have found yourself in my prison cell."

I did as Crowley instructed and when I stepped into his prison cell I sucked in a breath. There was a man in a disheveled with chains around his neck and wrists in front of a metal table. Crowley said, "Ah, so you are Beth. Of course you are. I wish Azazel was here to see this now. I was right all along."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

He said, "Nothing that concerns you, yet," and I worried what the yet meant, "But will you be so kind as to unchain me. I believe Moose keeps a spare key around here somewhere."

I looked for the spare key and after searching for ten minutes I found the key taped to one of the box's lids. I walked over to Crowley and unlocked him, without a second thought.

He stood and stretched his neck, emitting a cracking sound, but then froze once he looked over my . I slowly turned around and saw Sam and Dean staring at me in astonishment. Dean said, "Crowley, get away from her."

Suddenly Crowley had his arm around my neck and I couldn't breathe. I began to struggle as he and the Winchesters yelled at each other about something, but I wasn't paying attention because I was too busy struggling against Crowley's iron grip. My vision went spotty and then it went dark altogether.