Takes place shortly before episode fifteen of season one. I own Tala Galtero and my friend owns Jennah Bailey. Original Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke. This is only the beginning of a series. "Because It's Not Me" is only the first story, there will probably be over four others, in a series.

The Girl with Red Eyes

Ch. 1 Part 4

"What?" Jennah asked.

"We don't know for sure if she'll skip you two and head for him. But we have to be sure." he turned to Sam. "You go stake out Tray's house and I'll go visit Olivia's grave."

Sam nodded his head and they both moved to get up.

"Wait! You're just gonna leave us here?" Jennah asked looking uneasy. She had her hands clutched tightly together in her lap.

"You'll be safer inside the salt ring." Sam consoled her.

"I want to go." I said without realizing it.

Dean and Sam just looked at each other. Dean shook his head.

"No." he finally said.

"There's nothing you can do to stop us. If you leave us here, I'll just follow you." Dean expressed his annoyance by pinching the bridge of his nose. "So you might as well take us. Plus, it would be kinda hard to be in two places at once with only one vehicle."

"She's right Dean." Sam frowned.

Dean looked at Sam with his mouth open and the 'what the fuck' look on his face. He threw his arms up in the air. "Fine!"

We left the salt circle in tacked in case we needed to come back. Once outside, Sam pulled out a gun and handed it to Jennah.

Please don't shoot anyone besides the ghost." he said jokingly.

Jen looked at the foreign object in her hand. I put one of my hands on her shoulder.

"Remember what I said?"

"Everything's going to be okay." she gave a small smile.

"You're both going with Sam." Dean ordered.

"No, I'm going with you." I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him my 'I dare you' look that Jennah knew all to well.

"Like hell you are!" Dean said getting angry again. "This is serious stuff. I don't need-"

"Hey! We're wasting time." Sam cut Dean off, glaring at him. "Jennah will come with me and Tala will go with you."

Dean looked like he wanted to hit something but he ignored the urge and walked over to his baby. I looked back at my blue pickup and frowned slightly. I dug the keys out of my pocket and looked at them a long moment before handing them to Sam.

"Don't crash it." I ran over to the Impala and jumped in the passengers seat.

I smiled as I realized it had the faintest smell of pie. Dean closed his door and then made for the highway. In a few minutes we were in town, at the light. As it was red, I looked around the dark vacant little town. I could feel that nothing was going to look the same to me. I couldn't look at any dark corner without thinking 'Is something hiding there?' It bothered me to no end. Dean made quick work with the directions I gave him and soon we got out of the car at the cemetery. He went to the trunk and pulled out a shovel, salt, and lighter fluid.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he closed the trunk lid and walked towards the front gates.

"Business." he said shortly.

I followed him down rows of headstones before we found Olivia's. It was dirty and worn out from the years of neglect. Dean forced the shovel into the ground and then held out a flash light for me.

"Give me some light but keep a look out for people. We don't

want to get caught." he pushed his foot down on the lip of the shovel forcing it further into the cold, damp earth.

A fog started to set in. I looked at the sky and could see the faintest ray of light. I sighed quietly, slight relieved. That would mean no more shadows. Dean was getting pretty far down when his phone went off.

"Sammy?" Dean said as he flipped it open.

I couldn't tell what Sam was saying but I could tell that there wasn't any emergency.

"Okay, well I'm almost done here. Stay a little while longer and I'll call you when I'm done." Dean shoved the phone back into his pocket and proceeded to dig.

Not long after he struck something. He handed the shovel to me and began to lift the lid of an old coffin. I held the flashlight up and felt uneasy at what I saw. It was just her skeleton but the rough remains of her cloths was unsettling. After being ran over by a train, there was only the head and rib cage left. Dean climbed out of the hole and picked up the salt and lighter fluid.

He'd just finished pouring them over the remains when Olivia appeared. She looked overly pissed. Before either of us could react, she held out her hand and clenched her fist. I felt the air leave my body and found it impossible to breathe. My hand automatically flew up to my neck. Dean cursed, lit a match, and tossed it down into the grave. It was a moment before Olivia's ghost let out a scream as she went up in flames. She disappeared without a trace. Once she was gone I was able to breathe again. Dean came over to me and helped me up as I was gasping. He called Sam and told him it was over.

The sun was starting to come up as we stood outside of Jennah's house. The window glass was all over the yard still. Sam gave me back my keys and we just stood there awkwardly for a moment.

"Well we should be going." Dean said looking at the sky.

"Yeah.." Sam said quietly.

"Nothings going to be the same.." Jennah mumbled as she looked at her house.

I nodded m head in agreement. Sam frowned even more and turned to Dean. He pulled him aside and whispered something to him. Dean went to his baby and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen. He wrote down three numbers and tore them off the main sheet. He walked back over and handed them to me.

"This my number and that's Sam's. The third one is a friend of ours, we haven't talked to him in a while so don't be surprised if he doesn't answer the first time. If you ever need help, call one of us." he smiled softly.

"Thanks." I said looking at the three numbers.

Sam gave us a sympathetic puppy dog look before he climbed into the Impala with Dean. Then they drove off into the rising sun and left us to deal with what we were going to do with our confusing lives.