Hey guys! sorry it took a while to update, fourth of july week and all that. But I'm back now

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Chapter 3

Evaylnn POV

"Hey Eva?" Sarah whispered through her cage

"Hmm?" I mumbled, my eyes shut as I leaned the back of my head against the bars of my own cage- seeing as it was two in the morning

"Can we fly to the moon someday? I really wanna go"

Keeping my eyes closed I smiled "of course we can Sarah"

"Hey Eva?"

"Hmm?" I replied once again

"Does that mean we're gonna get out of here some day?" She asked, yawning

I opened my eyes and paused taking in an audible breath, "yeah we are hun, I promise" I turned to look at her, but by that time she was already fast asleep.

BRING! BRING! BRI- WHAM! I smashed my arm down onto the cheap alarm clock. Obviously, I'm not a morning person but you know what they say- the early bird catches the worm (no pun intended). In other words at five in the morning, the local diners usually don't have to many visitors and laying low includes avoiding as many people as I can. And that is why I am currently up at this ungodly hour, ugh who the fuck invented mornings anyway? Dragging myself out of bed I threw on a pair of very worn out jeans and shrugged a on a hoodie two sizes too big over my head, not bothering to put on a shirt. After brushing my teeth and tugging my hair into a ponytail, I grabbed the wad of money I had (taped under the dresser) and head out the door.

Now I wasn't even close to rich, but I always made sure I had a decent amount of money to get by- usually by conning people to play me at pool (you would be surprised at how many are willing to take advantage of a "little girl in way over her head") or if I'm really desperate, pickpocketing. Yeah, I know my methods aren't extremely moral but I do what I have to to survive. In all honesty I've been dumpster diving a lot lately, but can you blame me? I don't think my conscience can survive much more stealing. Luckily, I have been spending wisely and still have enough cash for a week or so.

I started up my bike and rode into town, as I expected- it wasn't much. A couple of small boutiques and antiques shops were scattered around the sidewalks. In the middle of everything was a small diner, the lit up 'OPEN' sign missing an 'O'. I grinned to myself, this is as classy as it gets.

Turning off the engine I walked inside, and as I suspected there weren't many people. On the left there booths and tables, and on the right was a bar area where a couple of men were seated, drinking coffee and reading the paper. There was only one waitress at the time, who walked over to refill their mugs. They stared at me curiously as I entered, but then went back to doing their business. I was used to those stares by now, so they didn't really phase me. No one seemed to pose a threat but I didn't relax my tensed muscles- public places made me jumpy.

"Hey hun! Just take a seat and I'll be right over to take your order!" the waitresses perky voice called out to me from behind the bar, Damn sounds like someones a morning person

I sat down in one of the booths and took a look at the menu mmm double bacon cheeseburgers, here I come

"Alright sweety what can I getchya?" the waitress asked- she was a woman who looked to be in her mid 50s, had short graying hair and was wearing a warm smile.

"I'll have three double bacon chesseburgers, two large fries and if you could just leave a pot of coffee on the table that would be wonderful" I said, smiling sweetly. She looked at me but I went on "oh and can you pack five more cheeseburgers to go please?" If you haven't guessed already, I have a much higher metabolism than most people, and if I was gonna fly anytime soon (which I was planning on) I was gonna need the energy.

The waitress gaped back at me "Um, okay sweetie" she said hesitantly

"Thanks" I gave her my cutest smile, dimples and everything

Sam POV

"Rise and shine Sammy!" I vaguely heard Deans voice yell at me. I took a peek at the clock and groaned, it was six in the morning. My nightmares of Jess above me, bleeding, burning were getting more frequent. Obviously they didn't let me get much sleep at nights. Grudgingly I got up out of bed and stretched.

I yawned "so what's the plan for today anyways?" I asked

"Oh the usual, ask a few questions here and there see if the locals know anything, then we check out the daycare"

I rubbed my eyes "Alright sounds good, how bout we start at the diner? I could go for a little coffee right now"

Dean walked over and sat on the bed across from me, he gave me the 'I know somethings wrong look'

"What is it Dean?" I sighed

"You're having the nightmares Sam aren't you?"

"No Dean, I'm not just forget about it" I knew he would drop it for now atleast, Dean didn't really enjoy heart to heart conversations.

He sat there for a moment, probably contemplating what to say next "well, er alright then lets head out" he said awkwardly

"Alright" I got up and started walking towards the door when suddenly my head started exploding with pain. I knelt to the ground and clutched my head, using the bedside as support

"Sam! Sammy! Oh shit not again" Dean cursed, I barely registered his words as images started flowing through my head.

A girl was strapped to a table, a bunch of doctors standing around her.

"Very good" I heard one of the doctors say "her tolerance to electricity is very high, increase the power"

Suddenly the girl screamed in agony, her body writhing against the bonds that constrained her. After a couple of minutes the same doctor yelled

"Alright turn it off, thats enough for now"

The girl stopped struggling and lay still, breathing deeply. The doctor looked at her "now that wasn't so bad now was it?"

The girl glared up at him with golden eyes, she couldn't have been more than twelve years old.

"Go to hell bastard" she whispered and spat in his face

"Ugh you bitch!" the doctor yelled wiping his face off "you're gonna regret that"

"No I don't think I will" the girl responded grinning

The world came into focus again, I was lying on the motel floor with Dean kneeling down next to me. My head was still throbbing from the so called 'vision'- I don't really know what else to call them. A few months ago I had a dream- a dream of Jess stuck on the ceiling with her stomach dripping blood as fire engulfed her body. I ignored it, thought it was just another nightmare but when I realized it wasn't it was too late. I never told Dean though because I knew he wouldn't understand, because I know that Jess's death was my fault, I could have stopped it. That was the last one I had until a couple months ago (Okay I'm not gonna explain the whole episode with the telekinesis incident, hopefully you guys remember that one) and I realized they all had a connection to our mothers' death. Reflecting back on the vision I just had I shuddered. Im going to save that girl no matter what it takes, how can someone go through that pain and smile? My respect already forming for this mystery girl.

I started to get up but Dean pushed me back down "Woah Sam, easy there"

I shrugged his hand off, got up and sat on the bed rubbing my temples.

"Sooo, you gonna tell me what you uh...saw?" Dean asked after a few moments. I knew he was uncomfortable with my "abilities" and it really irked me- sometimes he acted like I'm a freak. Well, then again, I probablly am.

"Well there was this girl, and she was strapped to a table-"

Dean inturrupted me "woah there Sammy, like you always say this is real life not porn"

I rolled my eyes "Dean shutup. There were guys in white lab coats surrounding her and they were electrocuting her, it looked like they were trying to figure out how many volts she could handle...almost like they were-" I paused, trying to look for the right words

"Expirimenting on her" Dean finished for me

"Yeah, exactly. But whatever they were doing Dean, I have to help her I can't leave her there alone"

"Look Sam, it's horrible I know but do you even know where she is? Any signs or clues? Either way we're in the middle of a job, we can't just abondon this town and let more people die" he replied

I knew he was being reasonable but in the back of my mind, I knew I had to find her. Grudgingly I agreed "Okay, I guess you're right"

"Of course I am Sammy, now lets go I'm starving" Dean said as he was walking out the door. I sighed and followed him out, not being able to shake the feeling that I was ignoring something really important.


Okay I feel sorta mean for delaying Evalynn and the Winchester's "introduction" but it will be coming soon!

Once again if you have any questions or suggestions PM me please, I am open to all ideas :D

I really hope I'm capturing Dean and Sam's personalities the right way because I personally hate it when other authors screw up their characters so tell me what you think. Reviews=Jared padalecki shirtless in my bedroom ;)

BTW I'm probablly going to mix around the events of the show Supernatural- I don't really remember the details of season 1 but I probablly will switch around different jobs and experiences. Right now, they don't know that yellow eyes (aka Azaizle- I know I spelled that wrong) was their moms killer.