Chapter 4

I was waiting by the tree for Andrew. The other night I had gone with John and the boys and we kicked some vampire ass. There were probably 15 or so all there and I had beheaded four by myself. Then one had come up behind me and caught me by surprise. There had only been a few vampires left at that point, one less as Dean finished one off before they all noticed I was being held captive by one.

They had stopped fighting, trying to get me back. The vampire that had been holding me wasn't holding on to me very tightly. I remember locking eyes with John, begging to stall and hoping that what I was about to do wouldn't get me killed. John seemed to understand because he stepped forward a little and tried to reason with the vampire.

The vampire had taken my machete and was holding it against my neck and as John talked I felt the vampire's grasp slip a little bit more and I quickly grabbed the wrist that was holding the knife to my neck, twisted it, kicked the vampire in the stomach, and smashed the heel of my hand up her nose. She dropped the machete but I was expecting it to happen as I caught it and grabbed her hair, swinging the blade down as hard and fast as I could and successfully beheaded her.

The boys quickly got rid of the other few vampires left and we had gathered the bodies and heads all together and set fire to the large shack that the vampires had been living in.

I smiled as I remembered John telling me that he was really proud of me and how calm I had been and how well I managed the situation. And then he told me how proud my mom would have been of me. Yes, last night had been a really good night. However, we were leaving tomorrow since the job was finished and I had to tell Andrew.

He couldn't meet at lunch but he told me we'd meet after school was over. He just needed to hurry up because I knew John, Dean and Sam were waiting for me in the parking lot. John was probably getting impatient to get to the next job a few states away and the more time we spent here, the longer it would take us to get there.

I decided to go looking through the school quickly to see if maybe he was talking to some of his friends or a teacher. I didn't see him in the halls or in any of the classrooms and the cafeteria was all ready locked so I decided to check the gym and then head back out to the tree. When I opened the door to the gym I was surprised to see the bleachers were set out. They were usually pushed against the wall unless they had an assembly or something. I didn't see anyone but then I heard a giggle.

"Hello?" I called. It was probably none of my business but I was really curious. I stepped in and let the door close behind me as I walked in farther. I had to look quickly just in case Andrew was at the tree finally but I couldn't stop my curiosity. I walked past the bleachers and heard something drop as it echoed through the gym. I looked at the top of each bleacher and couldn't believe who was giggling at the top of the last one.

Andrew and one of the girls from the group of friends that had been laughing at us Laughing at me, I realized, on the first day when we had lunch together. They were making out. I didn't even acknowledge that I saw them and left as quietly as I came in. I couldn't believe that Dean had been right. Andrew had seemed like he really did like me but I shook my head and tried to get the nagging hurt feeling off my chest. I took a few deep breaths as I walked down the hall and groaned as I bumped into Dean when I turned the corner. He didn't notice that I was upset, or he ignored it, as he grabbed my arm and turned back the way he had come.

"Come on, Dad wants to get going." He said, pulling me with him. I couldn't help as a few tears left a trail down my cheeks and wiped them away before Dean turned around and gave me a soft smile.

"How did Andrew take it?" He asked. I sighed, maybe he did notice I was upset but thought it was for a different reason. I laughed bitterly.

"Great," I said, speeding up past him and out the front doors of the school, ready to leave. The Impala was parked and John was standing at the open trunk. I pulled out my walkman, not really up for listening to his music and tossed my bag in the back. I inwardly groaned when I saw Sam in the front seat, meaning that I'd have to sit next to Dean.

I took my seat behind Sam and ignored them all as I put my headphones on and flipped the tape over and hit play. Heart started playing and I quickly turned it up as Dean got into the back, next to me. I could feel him staring at me but I closed my eyes and rested my head against the window.

I was a hunter; there wouldn't be any more time for boys or romantic feelings. If one wanted to fool around that was fine, but I wouldn't let myself fall for anyone again. I was born to be a hunter, and hunters never settled down. It wasn't part of our lifestyle.

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At the next school we ended up at Sam and I quickly made a bunch of friends who invited us to their homecoming party. Sam and I had begged and pleaded for John to let us go to the school's homecoming dance and the party afterwards. We were usually never allowed to go to any school events because it went along the rules that John had set up for us. His rule was that we weren't supposed to attach ourselves to people because it made it harder to leave (John backed the rule up with what had happened at the last school with Andrew).

For some reason Dean convinced him to let us go, promising to take us there and then pick us up later at the party and we promised that we wouldn't stay later than midnight. We were in town to find a demon that had been convincing people to kill themselves and a few of them had been students at our new school. Which was probably another reason why John let us go, so that we could keep an eye out and see if maybe one of the students was actually the demon.

Regardless, Dean had taken us to a thrift store so that we could get something formal to wear. Sam luckily had a pair of slacks and a white button down shirt and shoes, but he still needed a tie and I wanted to find a nice dress to wear. Dean was looking at what was in the jewelry case, obviously bored while waiting for us. I was looking through the dresses but there was really only a lot of ugly bridesmaid dresses.

I thumbed through until I found a dark blue silky material and I pulled it out. It was a sleeveless dress that had a black sash tied high up the waist, basically under the chest. I found the dressing room and went inside, slipping my clothes off as I tried on the dress. I grinned as I zipped it up. It fit perfectly and it was only ten bucks. This was definitely the dress. Luckily I had a pair of black heels, for the same reason Sam all ready had slacks and a button down; for when we had to pretend to be church goers or whatever while John investigated a job.

I quickly redressed and left the dressing room. Dean was smiling at the cashier who was a much older lady as he bought something. He slipped the change and whatever the purchase was into his pocket. I was vaguely interested in what he had bought but I saw Sam walking towards me with three different ties.

"Which one should I get?" He asked me. He was holding a green one, a red and blue striped tie and a dark blue tie. I pointed at the dark blue one.

"We'll match." I told him, showing off the dress. He smiled and agreed, ditching the other two ties and we met up with Dean who was still at the counter talking with the old lady. I rolled my eyes as we put our things on the counter for her to ring up. All together the purchase was less than $15 which was perfect since whatever Dean had gotten was $5 and John had given him a twenty for us to spend.

As we walked out, excited for the dance the next day, I asked Dean what he had gotten.

"Nothing," he said and got into the Impala. I rolled my eyes but called shotgun. Sam groaned and got into the backseat as I grinned and raced to the front passenger seat. We drove back to the motel because John decided that the only way we deserved to go to the homecoming was if we went through drills for the rest of the night. As much as I hated doing the drills that John set up for us it didn't matter, because for one night Sam and I were going to be normal teenagers.

When we got back to the motel John wasn't there, which told us he was probably out still setting the drills up. I set my dress down on the table, laying it flat so it didn't get any crinkles in it and I took out my heels to make sure they still fit. I hadn't worn them in a while so I wasn't sure. When I made sure that they did I set them under the table and quickly put my socks and converse on, along with a pair of Dean's old basketball shorts that I wore when we did drills and a black beater that had belonged to either Dean or Sam. I had a few from both.

As I was putting my hair into a ponytail John came in and rushed us out. He was making Dean do the drills too so we were all dressed to work out for the rest of the night. John got into the Impala and waited for us to warm up and then started driving and we jogged after him. He led us to the empty field where he set up the drills and we didn't wait for him to get out of the car as we started running through the course. It was usually the same military styled layout with things to climb up, crawl through, run after, run from, shoot and defend. The whole time we were being timed.

Amazingly I was leading the boys as I dropped to the ground, seeing the mud and the barbed wire he had found and set up. I army crawled underneath, not caring how dirty I got. It hadn't bothered me for years. I was all ready having trouble breathing from the run over so I paused for a millisecond to see who was behind me. Dean was a close second and Sam wasn't far behind. I was usually bringing up the rear so I continued through; hoping to prove that all my hard work had deserved me a break.

I was still in the lead after I finished climbing up the ropes that John had tied at the top of a tall tree. I cursed him mentally and wondered how the hell he had tied it all the way up there. He had to have climbed the tree itself to get it up there. Once I got to the top of the rope I knew that we would have to climb down the actual tree and I was glad that I was so good at it. It was one of my favorite parts of the courses he'd set up.

I heard Dean groan.

"How the hell is she going so fast?" He muttered to Sam as they started climbing the ropes. We passed when I was more than halfway down and I smirked at them. This meant I'd be the first to choose out of the three different weapons John set up. They were usually different in each course but I was always left with some form of knife. I hated using knives especially since I was so good at the bow and arrow. I grinned when I saw a crossbow up ahead with eight arrows next to it. John only ever gave us enough ammo for the amount of targets he set up. We only had one chance to hit the target.

I picked up the crossbow and swung the case of arrows over my head, continuing quickly when I felt it land on my back. I loaded one arrow immediately, knowing that the first target would show up soon. I saw the first target, marked with the Roman numeral one and aimed and shot. It wasn't a bulls-eye but it was damn near close. I quickly reloaded and found target II. When I finished hitting the bulls-eye on target VIII, I held the bow close to my body as I found the trail John had marked which led to the end of the course and back to him.

We weren't finished, I knew what came next. I quickly took apart the bow and loaded it in the open truck where it was supposed to go and jogged back to the motel. It was five or so miles away but it didn't matter how tired I was when I got there. I finally beat the Winchester boys and I knew that John would give whoever came in last a lot of crap about being beaten by a girl. He usually didn't mind if I came in last since I was always close behind whoever was in front of me. He knew that the boys were stronger physically, mentally and emotionally so he expected them to lead the pack.

When I got to the motel I noticed lock picks sticking out from under the mat that I knew John had stuck there. I lifted the mat and saw three so I grabbed one and looked around, breathing harder than I ever remembered, before I bent down to pick the lock. I heard the click and pushed the door open, locking it behind me. I noticed three water bottles that John must have set out that we didn't notice before and I eagerly grabbed one before gathering clothes together and headed to the shower, chugging the bottle down as I went.

As I started the shower I heard the lock getting picked and smirked when I heard Dean groan as he plopped on the bed. Poor Sam was gonna get a lecture or have to do push-ups and sit-ups tonight while Dean and I cleaned the weapons or did research.

I came out of the bathroom dressed and clean and smirked at the two boys lying on their beds, wiped out.

"I thought that was a great workout." I teased, sitting next to Sam on our bed. "Man, you stink."

"How the hell did you get so far ahead of us?" Dean moaned. I shrugged.

"Just really excited to go to homecoming tomorrow I guess." I said. John came in then, shutting the door behind him.

"Boys, you stink to high heavens. Get in the shower before you make Rose and I sick." He said, hitting Sam over the head with the rolled up paper targets in his hand. He kissed the top of my head as he passed and I couldn't help but smile more and be proud of myself.

"You hit 5 perfect targets out of the 8 Rosemary, and the other three were nearly perfect as well. You should stick with the bow from now on." He said. Both the boys and I stared at John in amazement as he went back out to get something in the Impala. Dean looked over at me as Sam quickly claimed the shower next.

"That's the first compliment any of us has ever gotten out of him." He said in awe. "What the hell did you do?"

I just shrugged. I guess the whole Andrew thing had really made me push myself. I could definitely use that to my advantage.

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