SAM'S P.O.V.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The girl looked like she was about to cry. Dean kept a gun pointed towards the demon while I walked to the girl and crouched down.

"Are you okay?" She pushed herself upwards and nodded.

"Yeah, just a little beaten up." She said, glancing at the demon. The demon was glaring back at her, and it made me wonder what happened between the two of them. She tried to stand, but was too shaky.

"Here, let me help." I said, moving an arm underneath her.

"Thanks..." She muttered something else under her breath, but I missed it.

"How nice of you two to save her." The demon growled. The girl tensed up.

"What's your motives here, Mister Flames-A-Lot?" Dean asked. The demon laughed.

"I wasn't quite sure why I was sent after the girl, but now I think I have a pretty good idea." The demon smirked, "Until next time, little girl." Black smoke began to swirl around him.

"No!" Dean moved to act, but the smoke cleared and the demon was gone. The girl relaxed and Dean put away his gun.

"Why was he after you?" I asked the girl. She shook her head.

"I really don't know. But he's been chasing me for a while now. He's probably going to come back sooner or later." She sighed. She looked familiar somehow. Her hair was a dark shade of brown and was sort of long. She didn't have a pointed nose, but it wasn't really flat either. But the thing that caught my attention was her dark blue eyes. They were different from the rest of her in a sense. Like, I felt as if she should have hazel or brown eyes, but no, they were blue.

"What's your name anyway?" Dean asked, studying her in the same way I was.

"Rae... J-Johnson." She muttered. Dean raised an eyebrow but didn't ask questions.

"Where are your parents?" I asked. She went quiet, glancing between the two of us.

"Rae, where are your parents?" Dean asked again. She sighed and frowned.

"Okay, so you know how I said I didn't know why the demon was after me?"

"You do know why he's after you?"

"No, well, yeah, well actually..." She sighed again. "Let's say theoretically speaking,"

"Theoretically speaking..." Dean repeated.

"I'm not from this time." Rae said. Me and Dean gave each other quizzical looks.

"Explain." Dean narrowed his eyes.

"Let's say that the demon, for whatever reason, brought me back in time to here." She waved a hand towards the broken store.

"Wait, he brought you here to the store?"

"No, he actually has been chasing me from Columbus."

"Ohio?" I asked.

"No, Kansas."

"And he chased you all the way back here?" I said, surprised. That was quite a ways to go.

"Yeah. I've stopped a couple of times, but most of the time, I've been moving."

"Where all have you stopped?" Dean asked.

"Um, I don't think I stayed the night in Columbus... No, I didn't stay the night there either... Huh, I think the only town I really stopped in was Joplin and here in Springfield." Dean nodded, but the two towns caught my attention.

"Wait, you said Joplin and Springfield, right?" I asked and Rae nodded. "Did you happen to buy things in those towns with, oh I don't know, a credit card that isn't yours?" Rae nodded again.

"Yeah, it's...yours I believe."

"Wait, you know who we are? You didn't read the books, did you?" Dean asked. Rae laughed.

"No, no. Well, I have the read the books, but that's not the point. A girl sent me here to find you. Kate. Ring a bell? She said you would help me."

"Kate sent you to us? Where did you see her?" I asked.

"Sorry. Promised not to tell. But back to my original story. He brought me back here and I have no idea how idea how to get back. I'm thinking it has something to do with my father and uncle..."

"Are you a demon hunter?" Dean suddenly asked.

"Dean, you can't just ask her-"

"Yes, I am. You might even say it's the family business." Dean nodded approvingly, but I scrunched my eyebrows.

"Why were you buying things like salt and crosses?"

"Trying to do small jobs to get some money back, because ya know, I was spending all yours." She waved a hand towards me, and I shrugged.

"How'd you get my card anyway?" She cocked her head to the side.

"I don't know. Fate, maybe." I raised my eyebrows but Rae raised her hands. "Joking. Joking. I have no idea how I got your card. It was just in my wallet."

"Your wallet?" I asked.

"Yeah, back at my motel room."

"Well, let's go get it." Dean said. We turned to leave, but Rae turned back and began pushing some rubble aside.

"Whatcha looking for?" Dean asked. She continued to push some aside until she pulled something shiny out. It was an angel blade. I wanted to ask how someone like her managed to get a hold of something like an angel blade, but figured it was an useless cause. This kid was too full of mysteries.

"This." She shoved it up her sleeve and walked towards us. "Now let's go."

RAE'S P.O.V.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sitting in the back of the Impala, I couldn't help but stare at Dean. Sure, seeing a younger Uncle Sam was a bit of a shock, but sitting on the drivers side was my father. It was so surreal seeing someone who I have have no memories of seeing. Like this was my father, in person. I wanted to hug him, but I feel that would be awkward considering he has no idea I'm his kid.

"So where are we headin'?" Dean asked.

"The Super 8 Motel up here on the right." Dean nodded and turned into the parking lot. I got out and quickly gathered my things, which all could be easily shoved into my backpack. I double checked the room to make sure there wasn't anything I was leaving behind and headed towards the check out desk. I gave the receptionist my key, and left the motel. Hopping back into the Impala, I positioned myself in the middle of the car and beamed at the boys.

"So where to now?"

"Whaydda mean 'Where to now?' We're taking you home." Dean said.

"No!" I exclaimed, making them jump. "I can't..."

"Why?" Sam asked.

"I don't have a home, remember? I was brought back into the past!"

"Well, we'll just bring you to your father and uncle."

"You can't do that either."

"Why?"

"They don't know I exist yet. It would...ruin time or potentially erase my existence. I have to find a way to go back into the future. And I know I don't have the tools, but I think I know two people who just might..."

"You're not staying with us." They both said in unison.

"Aw, c'mon! I have nowhere else to go! Besides, you won't even notice me. And who knows, I could be really helpful!" The two brothers looked at me, then sighed.

"How long it will take?" Dean asked.

"Wait...what?"

"How long could finding your family take?"

"Um, maybe three weeks?" I lied. I had no idea how long it'd take, but I had to give them some kind of answer. They were silent as they gave each other silent looks. Finally, Dean sighed.

"Fine."

"Fine?"

"Fine. You can stay, but only for three weeks." I sighed a sigh of relief instead of letting out some kind of excited noise. "But you'll have to work."

"Okay! I'm fine with that." Sam gave Dean a confused look, but Dean fired up the Impala.

"Cool. Let's roll."

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