A/N: Chapter 2 is up. Enjoy and reviews are much appreciated. Big thanks to those who reviewed last time.

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Keeping You Out
Chapter Two: Best News Ever

-Flashback-

"Evie,"

I whirled around, ignoring the soft breeze that ruffled my hair, and raised a curious eyebrow at my older brother who stood by the hotel door with a worried expression on his face. He was upset; I knew he would be after my Father's outburst which stated that if he were to leave then to never come back. My Dad was over reacting but I couldn't deny him the right to be upset with Sam. Family wasn't supposed to leave each other, especially not in the life we lived however at the same time I understood exactly why Sam wanted to get out. We Winchesters did not live the life of a normal person; we didn't get the freedom like everyone else. Unfortunately for us, we probably never would. Once you became a hunter, it was almost impossible to get out of the job.

We all knew that and I gave props to Sam for even attempting but he was going away. No longer would it be Dean, Sam and I when Dad was gone during his hunts. I would be left without one big brother which scared me because for so long it had been the three of us. For as long as I could remember, they had been my rocks in this horror filled life. I turned to them for help, I turned to them for advice and I turned to them for protection. Sammy was one half of my rock and without him I honestly do not know what to do.

"What's up?" I questioned, turning back to face the parking lot of the motel which was full of beat up trucks and motorcycles. We'd been having another argument about whatever when Sam dropped the news that he got into college. Our first reactions was "Congratulations" but then all of us realized that this meant he would be leaving the life of a Hunter for good-he would be leaving us. Dad got real pissed just like I knew he would and after a shouting match, it was made clear that if Sam were to leave us and go to college, he would not be welcome back.

Sammy heaved a sigh and came to a halt beside me, gaze following mine upwards to the dark sky which was twinkling with bright stars. "You okay about all of this?" He finally asked. I could hear the worry in his voice, knew he was scared that all three of us could hate him.

Giving a shrug, I brushed back a piece of copper-brown hair. "If I said yes then I would be lying but if I said no and that I would hate you for ever, well that would be a lie as well." My anger was pushed to the back because god knows Sam had received too much of that already.

"You know why I want to do this? It's not because I want to leave you guys-"

"I get it Sammy, you want out of this lifestyle." Facing him, I offered a weak smile. "All of us do. How we live, it's not awesome; it's not a perfect thing. All hunters want out, I want out and though Dad won't admit it, he wants out too."

Standing in silence for quite some time, I leaned my head against his arm and laughed. "I'm gonna miss you, I mean who's gonna help me bug Dean all day?"

"I'm sure you can manage just fine," Sam replied, ruffling my hair with his rather large hand. After a few more minutes, he gave me one final hug before disappearing back inside to try and talk things out with Dean. Having him gone was going to be hard but if it made him happy then that's all that mattered.

-End of Flashback-

Demons were a bitch.

That's what I thought whenever I came across the permanent scar across my stomach which had been at the hands of Garson, one of my demon kidnappers, who worked with Heather. I could honestly say out of all the creepy monsters roaming this earth, demons were the worst. They could hide, become unknown to so many people. Walking down a street, probably one person was a demon who'd found themselves a vessel. I hated them because they were sick. Coming from hell, torturing someone was a speciality and trust me when I say they were darn good at it.

I ran a finger across my scar, remembering the pain that'd come with Garson slicing a line with his iron blade. It hadn't hurt as much then but recovering in the hospital-well let's just say laughing was a painful activity.

My lips pursed as I pondered the idea of their existence. It was a sure fact that Garson was dead-the vessel and the demon itself-but Heather. She'd released herself from the vessel which thankfully had survived the traumatic event, and disappeared. I wondered if she was still out there or had someone gotten her? Hatred was the emotion I felt towards the demon and I just hoped she had been fully taken care of because we all knew that demons were known for taken vengeance and my family? Well she probably despised us for killing Garson.

Pushing down my shirt, I slipped on a sweater borrowed from Sam's collection and headed into the hall, locking the door quickly before making my way outside which smelt of fresh grass and morning dew. It was early, too early for other's my age to be awake but after 17 years in the Hunter's life, I was used to being awake at ungodly hours of the morning.

Looking around the school yard which surprisingly held a few people, I stuffed both hands deep into the pockets of my worn out jeans and headed for the small town in search of a diner. It was lovely out, for once since my arrival, the sky was open and held the sun which glowed. I wondered where Sam and Dean where and what mischief they had already gotten themselves into.

The only other person I feared for was Dad. He'd come back sure but now he was gone again, claiming it was a risk to be kept all together-one reason why I was to be sent to Spencer-and with Yellow Eyes out and about, I just hoped he was okay. My Father was a difficult man, he loved us, cared for us and I had no doubt he would do anything for us three but his way of showing it. He'd been missing half my childhood, never coming to my school events, hardly being present for Christmas and my birthday? Heck, I didn't even have to use two hands to show how many he'd been around for.

I still loved him, always would, just like I would always love my brothers and Bobby. Those four were my family. It was as simple as that.

"Hey Evie,"

Glancing up from my book which I'd purchased at a local shop a few stores down, I found myself having to look up at Caleb. He was carrying a few grocery bags with a kind smile on his tan face and behind him was another guy who was just as tall.

"Oh hey, what's up?"

He shrugged, "Just finished getting groceries. I see you've been exploring."

I grinned, offering my own little shrug as I slipped the new book into the brown bag. Around us people passed with voices full of happiness. "Yeah, I've been looking around this place since 7 this morning. It's quite a town."

"7? Wow, you must be an early riser." Caleb stated then motioned towards the guy with shaggy brown hair standing a few feet behind him. "This is Pogue Parry; Pogue this is Evengeline." I offered a friendly wave, choosing not to let a few flirty lines slip by. I was very thankful for the self-restrain which I'd learned from Sammy because everyone knew my attitude was very much like Dean's.

We exchanged normal greetings and a few boring phrases and just when I was about to excuse myself, my phone went off. The familiar tune of "Eye of the Tiger" rang out and my eyes rolled at the awful song programmed by Dean as his ringtone.

"Sorry, this is important." Caleb nodded in understanding and after a kind goodbye and a promise to see me later, they continued on down the street while I flipped my cell open and greeted my eldest brother with an over enthusiastic 'Hello'. "I'm sorry what was that Mr. Grumpy pants?"

Dean grumbled, "Not in the mood Evie. Look, I need you to do something." I agreed, quite curious as to what they would want me to do when I was over 8 hours away from their destination. "I need you to call up Bobby. He said he knows someone in your area who might have a car that you can have."

"A car? Dean Winchester you're actually going to let me have a car, wow." I joked while silently thanking the lords for such a wonderful gift. "But will do."

"Funny Evie…No Sam, the driver picks the music, you can shut your cake hole...okay fine, I have to go but talk to you later." Dean stated. It was his golden rule. Not waiting for a reply, he shut the phone and left me listening to the annoying sound of the repetitive beep.

I pocketed my phone and headed back down the side walk that would lead back to Spencer where I was going to call up Bobby straight away because I was getting a car. That was the best news of this whole trip. Grinning like a mad man, I silently began to chant "I'm getting a car" in my head. Today had to be one of the best days ever! Woo!

A/N: Well there is chapter 3. So Evie met Pogue today which let me say, wasn't a very exciting introduction but next chapter the introduction will be much more eventful-trust me on that. Any guesses who it could be? ;) Also, I do apologize for the long update. School has been awful busy and I had some type of writer's block but I have gotten over it and here we go!

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Questions: What do you guys think anyways? Like it? Do you enjoy Evie and the small flashback at the beginning? Who is excited for Season 7? I am!

Please Read: Oh, also I was planning on following the timeline of the whole season one but I am afraid of getting something wrong so let me make this clear for everyone. Dean and Sam know who Yellow Eyes is and John has been found but he went off because he thinks it is too much of a risk for all four of them to be together (that part was-I think-in the storyline of the show) but after that I realized that meant Castiel would not be involved Should I work him into the story anyways? Or just leave him out for good?