A/N: Hey! Sorry it took me a bit to update! I woulda had one up sooner but I couldn't seem to finish this chapter...I haven't really gotten use to writing SPN stuff yet...but I hope you guys like it! :D

Sam's POV

As I processed what this girl was saying, all I could do was blink and stare at her. When I finally got my body to agree with my mind, I looked over to see Dean's reaction. He had a similar look but with more skepticism in his eyes. I knew Dean wouldn't believe her, but am I sure I do? I mean, yeah, it's not unknown for a person to have a kid they don't know about…but Bobby? I just can't really imagine that happening. Actually, I don't want to imagine that happening.

"Um…you're what?" asked Dean when he finally found his voice.

"I'm Bobby's daughter," repeated the girl.

"I didn't know Bobby had a daughter," said Dean.

"Yeah, well…I don't think he does either but he'll know who I am the moment he sees me, I'm sure of it. I'm pretty much the spittin image of my mom," she explained as she looked toward me. "He's knows me, I swear."

Dean's eyes narrowed at the girl. "If he doesn't know he has daughter, then how does he already know you?"

"Well…" she hesitated, "he already knows me…he just doesn't know that I'm his daughter. He knows me through my mom. They're…old friends, I guess you could say."

Dean and I exchanged a glance that asked the same question…what do we do now?

"What's your name?" I asked, turning back to the girl.

"Um, Andy…my name's Andy," replied the girl.

"Well, Andy…I'm gonna talk to my brother for a second and then we'll figure out what we're gonna do," I said trying my hardest to give her a convincing smile.

Dean and I walked a few feet away before Dean suddenly stopped in front of me, turning around to face me. "Are you serious?" he said.

"What?" I asked.

"Are you seriously considering taking this girl to Bobby? We don't know who she is…or what she is for that matter."

"We'll do our normal little routine and if she clears, we'll see where to go from there. Let's just talk to her for now. Get info. See what she wants us to do."

Dean sighed but still didn't look convinced. "Yeah, okay…I guess."

We walked back over to the girl and sat down with her.

"So, Andy," I said as we grabbed a table. "Um…where're you from?"

"Well, I'm originally from Arizona but I've spent most of my life up by Detroit…graduated high school there," she said.

"So, why are you here?"

She sighed, sounding a bit annoyed and tired. "I told you. I'm looking for Bobby."

"We meant how'd you get here? What's your story up until now?" Dean interjected.

"Oh…well…" she laughed, seeming embarrassed almost, "this sounds really immature but…I kinda ran away from home."

I could see Dean next to me roll his eyes.

Andy sighed, probably knowing that we didn't trust her. She slouched back in her chair. "Okay…let's have it," she said taking us off guard a bit.

Dean and I looked at each other confused. Did she want us to yell at her like a parent, saying how irresponsible she was or something?

She had an annoyed look to her as she looked back and forth between us. "Let's have it," she repeated. "Ya know," she continued, "where's the holy water? The silver? The camera to see if there's a glare in my eyes?"

Dean and I both stiffened a little in our seats.

"Um…what?" Dean asked confused.

She laughed. "I know who you guys are. You're hunters…as am I. Well, raised as one anyways. They haven't quite trusted me alone on a hunt yet."

"Um…well," I started.

"Look," she interrupted, "I know you guys don't really believe me. Heck, I wouldn't believe me if I were in your position. Some strange girl walks up to you and wants you to take her to a friend of yours. I get it. I really do. But I'm just a girl who wants to find her family. You can do your little tests," she laughed, "I'd do it too. But like it or not, I'm related to Bobby Singer and I really wanna find him, whether you guys help me or not. It'll just take quite a bit longer without your help. And I don't know how long a young girl like me is gonna last out there alone." She stopped, sighing. "I'm stubborn. I don't like to ask for help but I really need it this time. So, please."

Dean stood up suddenly and walked over to the bar. Andy sighed and slouched back in her seat like before, thinking Dean was just up and leaving. I thought that too until I saw him stop at the bar. A few seconds later he returned with an empty shot glass, pulled out his flask of holy water, fill it and shoved it toward the girl. She smiled at him as she picked it up and downed it.

"See," she said with a smirk on her face, "like I said."

Dean got ready to pull out his knife to hand to the girl when she stopped him. "Ah…it's okay," pulling out a knife from under the table, "I've got my own," she said.

"Finger okay?" she asked holding the knife to the back part of her middle finger.

"As long as it draws blood, I don't care where you do it," Dean said with a smirk on his face. She hissed a bit as she slid the blade across her finger, a stream of scarlet following. She held up her finger and showed him with that smirk from before on her face.

"Alright," Dean said standing, "being a hunter yourself, you know that this isn't enough proof, right?"

"Oh…of course," Andy matched in the same tone Dean used…condescending.

"Sam, you know the drill," he said looking back at me.

"Right," I said standing. I knew exactly what I had to do…go look for information on this girl. See if her facts lined up.

As I went to leave, the girl stopped right in front of me, looked me straight in the eyes and said with a smile, "Have fun."

Right at that moment, something hit me about this girl. I hadn't noticed it before but something seemed strangely familiar about her eyes. The deep chocolate color made it seem as if they were deep enough to reach her soul and tell a different story than what the rest of her outer appearance did. There was also a hint of green that shot out from the center in a starburst-like form that added to her innocence.

I always thought that a persons eyes could tell a story about them and these pair of eyes staring back at me definitely had one…and I was going to find out what that was.

TA-DA!! Chapter two! Whatcha think?

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