Chapter 2

Sam waited in the Impala while Dean got them a room. He came out and handed Sam the keys. Sam opened the door and got out. He opened one of the back doors for Dean. Dean carefully lifted the girl out and Sam shut the door.

Sam held the door open for Dean and watched as he carefully placed her on one of the beds. He sighed in relief when he saw the couch. "Could you get the first aid kit from the trunk?" Dean asked as he carefully sat next to the girl on the bed. Sam came back with the first aid kit. He carefully took off her glasses and set them on the nightstand. He brushes the hair off her forehead and cleans the wound. He gently smoothed some antibiotic. He then grabbed a huge square band-aid and carefully applies it.

Sam sat on the other side of the bed and looked down at the girl. "Well at least we know she's not a demon or something." Dean looks down at the small figure. "I used holy water to clean the wound and nothing happened." Sam looks up at Dean. "I checked her pockets and didn't find any I.D on her."

"If you want I'll take the first watch." Sam yawned. "Okay." Sam fell down on the other bed with a plop and rolled on his back. He was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. Dean looked down at the girl. She had to be in her early 30's or late 20's.

He wondered how old she was. He decided to sit next to her and turned on the TV. He tried to wake Sam up to take the next shift, but he couldn't so he just decided to rest his eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning Morgan opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. She didn't recognize it at all. She carefully tries to sit up, but an arm is wrapped around her waist. She touched her forehead. She felt the huge band-aid on it and looked to her right and then to her left. The man on her left was tall and the one sleeping next to her is on his side.

She looks closely and tried to ignore the throbbing of her head. It was none other than Dean Winchester. "What the hell?" She whispered. She looked to her left and on the other bed is Sam Winchester.

Morgan gently takes his arm off her waist and gets up. She grabs her glasses and puts them on. She climbs off the bed. She slowly made her way to the bathroom and turned on the light. She looks at her reflection. She touches the huge band-aid on her forehead. She leans in and takes off her glasses. She looks in the mirror at her eyes and they match the blue shirt she is wearing.

Morgan frowns and whispers. "Ugly, ugly, you are so ugly." She put her glasses back on and washes her hands. "No way would any guy like them even like someone as ugly as me." She told the reflection in the mirror.

Dean woke up to the sound of water running. He got up and notices the bed is empty in the spot where his arm is and the bathroom door is slightly open and the light is on. He gets up and walks to the bathroom door and stand by it and watches the girl talk to herself in the mirror. "Strange." He thought to himself. He quickly ran back to the bed and sat up against the headboard and waits for her to come out.

"Good morning." Dean told her smiling widely. She stops and looks at him. Sam is still sleeping. "So you got a name?" Morgan blinks and walks over to him to the foot of the bed he was sitting on. "Morgan." Dean raises an eyebrow. "You got a last name?"

Morgan thought for a moment trying to remember her last name. "I don't know." Her stomach growls loudly. "Sorry." Dean got up and looked down at her. "Maybe I should go get some breakfast, what are you hungry for?" She thought for a moment. "A blueberry muffin with a can of Pepsi would be okay."

Dean grabbed his keys and jacket and left. Morgan walked over to where Sam was and watched him sleep for a few minutes and then sat down on the couch and grabbed the remote. She turned on the TV and started turning the channels. She never heard of any of the shows on the TV. She turned it off and tried to remember what happened.

"What the hell is going on?" She whispered to herself. If she could only remember what happened and how she ended up there. There was no way they would believe her if she told them that they weren't real. They would have her locked up in a loony bin. She didn't lie when she said she didn't remember her last name.

She only knew of her first name and she knew about the Winchesters from the TV show she watched. Then she remembered the books from season 6 or 7 and Becky and if they knew about the books too.

Dean came back with breakfast. He set down the bags and handed her the Pepsi. She grabbed her muffin and took it out of its plastic wrap and started to eat it. Dean grabbed some kind of breakfast burrito and bit into it. He opened a beer and drank from it.

Sam woke up and joined them for breakfast. "So I didn't catch your names." Morgan told them as she ate the last of her muffin. "I'm Sam and this is my brother Dean." She reached over and held out her hand. "I'm Morgan." Morgan's hand was swallowed by Sam's huge hand. He gently squeezed it and let go. "Who doesn't have a last name?" Dean piped in. She nodded her head.

"All I remember is waking up on the side of the road and then this car coming out of nowhere." Dean glanced at Sam and then back at Morgan. "I didn't hit you that hard." Morgan rolled her eyes. Sam couldn't help, but smile when she rolled her eyes. "So what are we going to do with her?" Dean asked as he finished his first beer.

Dean glanced at Sam and back at Morgan. "We can't bring her with us." Sam cleared his throat. "Until she gets her memory back, I think we should keep her with us." Dean looked at Sam and threw up his hands. "You've got to be kidding, right?"

Sam looks down at his brother. "Where would she go and what if something is after her?" Dean glared at Sam. "She'll just get in the way." Dean argued

She didn't want them to know that she was scared of the world she was now in. In her world none of the things like monsters and demons existed, but she couldn't tell them that. She walked right up to Dean and grabbed his shirt with both her hands and pulled him down so his face was close to hers and she was looking right into his eyes. "If anything happens to me, because you're too bullheaded to care then I'm going to make sure I come back from the grave and kick your sorry ass!"

Morgan let go of Dean's shirt and turned around and walked out of the motel room, slamming the door on the way out. "Whoa." Dean replies as he straightens his shirt. Sam glared at him and walked out of the hotel room. He found her sitting on the curb. "You'll have to excuse my brother, he can be a jerk."

"I need to ask you something." Sam raised an eyebrow. "What year is it?" She asked almost in a whisper. Sam cleared his throat. "2006." Sam asked. "Why?" She realized that they both didn't know about the Supernatural books written about them that takes place in season 4.

If it is 2006 that means it would be season 2 and Dean hadn't sold his soul to bring his brother back from the dead. "I just wanted to know." "We're in-between jobs so we take your case and find out what's going on." She looks up at him, but doesn't say anything.

Dean walks out with their things and opens the trunk of the Impala. He dumps it in and gently closes it. "I guess you're coming with us." She gets up and is helped into the backseat. She leans back and watches them get in. Dean starts the car and turns on the tape deck. She covers her ears from the loud music.

"Glad to know that I'm not the only one who doesn't like your taste in music." Dean glares at him. "Shut up." Dean turns down the music. She looks out the window and watches the scenery go by. If she's stuck in this world that means that she would have to deal with what is out there and that scared her.

She did have to admit it was kind of better than her world, except for the demons, vampires and whatever else was living there. She could get use to it. I mean after all, here were the Winchester brothers in the flesh. She just had to make sure not to let them know of anything that was going to happen.