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Disclaimer by Castiel:

Cass: I do not understand the logic of this

Me: Just say it like I told you to

Cass: OK. Nikki does not own supernatural or any of the characters only the plot and extras so don't steal! Or I Castiel will find you.

Me: Thanks Cass!

Chapter 2: The Winchesters

2 Months later

I had been on the run for 2 months. I haven't slept for 3 days or eaten for 1 week. But my life changed forever when I saw that 67' Impala. I had been through half of Idaho. And I was out of food and water sitting in the road half dead of dehydration at 2 in the morning. I had my gun out sitting there i was going to end it all yes the most rational thing. Ending my life I laughed bitterly at the thought. Just as I put the gun under my chin headlights and a car racing like hell turned the corner. It stopped brutality and some one got out of the car more like two people. A man and a boy.

The man looking about late-twenties, early-thirties had brown eyes and hair the boy about my age same brown hair but green eyes. Ha my favorite color. He was beautiful and I felt ashamed with my limp and unclean brown hair and tired violet eyes. But then as they got out the man said "Stay in the car Sam." and looked at me and said carefully as if I was a wounded animal " Put the gun down" I did. Then the boy "What is your name?" I replied "Angel. Angel Bethe." The man again "Were did-ya get the gun? Angel." I replied quietly almost silent "Are you a hunter?" The boy gasped shocked probably because I asked. "Ye-" the man got that far through before i passed out from my dehydration and lack of food and sleep.

I woke up staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. Wondering how i got there and then last night came back to me the gun ,the man and boy. I sat up and looked around and saw my gun and machete on the nightstand next to me. I shoved my gun under the covers and false being asleep just as someone came in. It was the boy from last night with another little boy who sounded about ten and was talking very loud. "Sammy I told you be quiet she has been through a helluva lot. She needs to sleep." the younger boy more quietly " Awwww But Dean you said she was pretty I want to see the violet eyes you said she had." Then someone was shaking my shoulder saying "Wake up you need water" I popped open my eyes and found green eyes a few inches away from my face. Mind you I was snarky and very personal about personal space.

So in Typical fashion I pulled my gun and said very adittudy (If thats not a word it should be) "Get the hell away" The boy Dean didn't flinch but said just as snarky as I would "Make me." Then I punched his arm and shoved him away from me. He responded with "She is feisty" While rubbing his arm I jumped up only to be pushed gently back down by the man from last night "Children" He scolded "No sparring around fragile objects" Then turned to me "Especially you Missy you were so dehydrated and starved you just lost it and blacked out in the middle of our conversation" then I said "Whatever" and turned away only to have the little child Sam I think say "Whats that on your back?" It was an innocent question but a I flushed and layed down I was very very very personal about my back scars. "Dad did-ya see then? What were they?" Sam attacked his father with questions. "Her business so, don't harass her about it. ok?" "K" Sam replied and wandered out of the room. Dean the man sat in chairs net to my bed and the man said "My name Is John Winchester and sons are Dean the one sitting next to you and Sam was the younger one."

"Mkay" I replied. Then said "So... You are hunters?" And I got a grunt from Dean and John said"Yes". Then we talked about my very painful past minus me talking abut my loser alcoholic abusive mom. Then John finally said "You can stay with us." then Dean started to protest "But she is very-" but I cut him off with my famous death glare. "K but she can have the floor I like my bed way too much to have it taken or you know shared with a girl" He shivers in fake disgust. I roll my eyes and flip him off. John just sighs and leaves. Then Dean starts "So why were you gonna you know kill yourself?" I answer " It was the only option for me i was so out of food,water, energy well life really so it just seemed so easy."

"How long was I out?" I say actually curious about it "Three days" Dean replies "So tomorrow we are leaving because already handled the were-wolves." then he got up and said looking adorable (Not that I would say that aloud) with tussled brown hair and spring green eyes and said "Lets go eat" but before I stood up I said awkwardly "Um so do you have something i could wear over my tank top like flannel" He replied with a quick "Sure" and pulled his off and threw it at me and my reflexes kicked in and i caught it, Not to be weird but it smelled good, Not the usual sweat and too much colone like most boys my well our age I guess, but not a little boys sent. But a nice clean musk kind of. I put it on and hopped up and basically ran to the kitchen. John was reading a book with a bunch of ingredients scattered about the counter looking very confused. I laughed and said "Here let me my 'dad' taught me how to cook" and willingly he let me take over. And sure enough within 30 minutes their were sounds of delight as they ate the grilled cheese and tomato soup I made with delight. "If you cook like that every night you can stay forever" Said Dean getting his what... fourth serving of the night.I scoffed and rolled my eyes typical teenage boys. I had barley know them for 5 hours and I really felt like I belonged.

Then what happened next was more interesting.

Mwahhhhhhaaaaa you think this is going to be a happy ending?

Well you see to be a good writer I have to practice tearing people hearts out and walking on them in high heel boots. Soooooooo don't take it personally.

Peace out: Nikki Ozera-Winchester

P.S- I am thinking of doing a chapter from Deans P.O.V Let me know what you think?