ROSE'S P.O.V.~~~~~~~~~~

I glanced up at the sky. The sun was nowhere to be found, but neither was the moon. The air around me wasn't cold, but it wasn't hot either. It's been nearly four weeks since it went black.

Since Rae was abducted by whatever that thing was...

I looked towards my desk at the unfinished Chemistry project that was due weeks ago, but because of the strangeness of the darkness, school had been postponed, at least for the time being. News had it that scientists were trying to figure out what was going on, but there was no use. It wasn't anything scientific going on. It all had to do with demons and angels, and even then, I didn't understand what was going on. I wondered if Rae had an idea. I went to pick up my phone, but stopped.

Rae's gone. I told myself. And her Uncle was mysteriously gone too.

All three Winchesters are no where to be found. I let put a shaky sigh. What a scary thought. The Winchester brothers apparently have saved the world a couple times before, with the help from the other kinds of species out there. But now, Sam, Dean, and Rae were gone.

The only people who had the potential to save the world were no where to be found.

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

"So where are we going?" I asked from the backseat. Sam was flipping through tabs on his laptop. Dean drove, of course. His phone buzzed. He lazily took it out and checked it. After replying, he slid it back into his pocket.

"Well, I figured we deserved a mini-break." Dean said.

"A mini-break?" Sam and I asked in unison.

"Even Rae thinks that's a crazy idea." Sam pointed out.

"Seriously. When do demon hunters take mini-breaks?" I asked.

"Since now! C'mon, we deserve to have a little fun. Let's stop somewhere and eat." Dean suddenly pulled into a diner and put the Impala in park. Dean hopped out and headed in. Sam and I exchanged a look before we stepped out of the Impala.

"You think he's up to something?" Sam asked. I shrugged.

"Who knows..." I muttered. We walked into the diner together. Dean was already sitting and checking out the menu. His phone buzzed twice in a row. He checked it, smiled, replied, and put it back down on the table.

"So what are you guys having?" Dean asked.

"A burger, I guess." I said, scanning the menu myself. Dean's phone buzzed again. He went to reached for it, but Sam snatched it.

"Hey! Give that back!"

"Lets see who's been texting you so much, shall we?"

"No, let's not..." But Sam was already going through his phone. I leaned over to peek at Deans phone. Sam let out a laugh.

"A dating website? Seriously?" Sam raised an eyebrow and showed me the phone. I let out a laugh then.

"Look, his screen name is Impala67. Of course, he had to involve his other true love." Sam laughed again. Dean rolled his eyes and put out his hand.

"Give me back the phone." Sam laid the phone in Deans hand, who then shoved it angrily in his pocket.

"So this is why you wanted to stop? To meet her?"

"I don't see why it's such a big deal. I'm allowed to whatever I want. I'm an adult."

"You here that? He's an adult." Sam whispered, and Dean frowned.

"Yeah? Well guess who's about to get laid?" Dean exclaimed as the conversation in the diner died down. Everyone in the restaurant turned and gave Dean a disapproving look. I choked on my soda.

"Way to announce it..." I muttered. Suddenly, a busty, brown haired girl walked into the place.

"I do believe that's my girl." Dean beamed. Sam's jaw dropped a little. I snorted.

"Well, have fun. Loser." I muttered.

"What was that?" Dean asked as he stood up.

"I called you a looooossssseeerrr. Now get out of here." I waved Dean away, who smiled before walking up to the girl and wrapping an arm around her waist. They left the diner practically all over each other already.

"They could've waited." I muttered, sipping my soda.

"Well, I guess we have a couple hours to kill." Sam sighed.

"I suppose we do." Me and Sam orders and finished eating and had barely walked out the door when Sam's phone started to ring. I glanced over. It was Dean calling.

"Dean? Why are you calling me? Aren't you supposed to be having a hot date?" Sam asked.

"Yeah...About that..."

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

"Okay, so I want you to stay out here. We don't need you getting in the way." I told Rae, who let out an angry puff in the passenger seat.

"What, so you want me to stay out here and guard the Impala?"

"Yes, now stay put." She stuck out her tongue, but she stayed in the car. I climbed out and slowly walked towards the motel, angel blade drawn. Dean told me to be in the motel room as back up, but back up from what? I walked in to see Dean against the wall with some man in between him and the girl from earlier. I quickly grabbed the unknown stranger and pushed my angel blade against his throat.

"Told you I had backup." Dean smirked, retorting a remark from what I assumed was an earlier argument. Dean nodded upwards, and I looked up to see that Dean had planned ahead, trapping the demon. Immediately, the demon starts to yell at the girl, who begins screaming back.

"This is all your fault, you trashy bitch!" The demon yelled.

"Whatever, loser."

"Hey, easy down. We-" Dean started.

"You planned this didn't you? You set this all up!"

"No. It was pure chance. Lucky you, huh?"

"Guys, stop-" Dean tried again.

"If it wasn't for me, you'd still be on the corner!" Everything happened in slow motion after those words left the demons mouth. The girl grabbed the angel blade out of Deans hand and headed for the demon. Before I could stop her, the blade was protruding out of the demons chest. The demon opened its mouth and died in its usual fashion while the girl stared at the blade.

"Well, that just happened..." Dean mumbled, taking the blade from the girl. We stared at the body for a bit.

"Well, let's get rid of it." Dean muttered, and we went to work.

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

Noises brought me out of my daydream. I blinked and looked at the radio clock. An entire hour has passed since Sam went into the motel room. I was debating whether or not to check on them when something smacked my foot.

"Since when do you think it's okay to hang your feet out of my window?" Dean's angry voice asked.

"Since you decided to take an hour with some hooker. Where have you been?" I asked, sitting up and putting my feet back into the Impala.

"We'll explain on the way there. Hop in the back." Sam said. Obediently, I climbed into the back.

"Why? Where are we going?"

"We got another call from some fancy restaurant in town. We're going to to check it out." Dean said, firing up the Impala.

"Oh." I said, trying not to show my excitement. There was something so home-ish about doing hunts with them.

"But anyway..." Sam began his explanation of Deans unfortunate events. I tried not the laugh until Sam got to the part where the girl stabbed the demon. Then I really wasn't laughing.

"So you were burying it? We're in town. How'd you manage?" I asked.

"We have our ways." Dean said, shutting of the Impala. I looked out the window. We were here already?

"Do I get to go in this time?" I asked. Dean and Sam shared a look, looked back at me, then back at each other.

"She could be helpful." Sam said.

"She's a kid." Dean retorted.

"Yeah, but you heard her earlier. She knows what she's doing."

"She could be lying."

"Well, she already proved she listens. She stayed in the Impala."

"I can hear you both." I cut in. The brothers both looked at me before staring each other down again. Finally, Dean sighed and turned towards me.

"Fine, you can come in, but you better listen and you better behave."

"I will!"

"Don't touch anything. If you think you found something, get one of us. Okay?" Dean continued. I nodded.

"Okay."

"Okay. Now that we got the rules settled, let's go." Sam said. The three of us climbed out and went in. I immediately looked around for any clues of any sort. There was no burn marks on the wood, nothing was broken or bloody, so what were we looking for? I glanced over at Sam and Dean, who were talking to some of the other authorities. Well, this was exciting.

"Aren't you a little young to be part of a crime scene?" Someone asked me. I turned and found a waiter cleaning a table behind me.

"Oh, I'm not part of it. I'm just here to investigate." He nodded like that was normal. "So what happened here anyway?" I asked. The waiter shook his head and laughed.

"I don't know how to explain it, really. It was a fine and normal day when suddenly good ole Gene suddenly boiled up. Literally. He's skin turned all red and he had whelps everywhere. It was strange." I took in the details before asking him another question.

"Did anything else strange happen earlier? Like, did someone strange come in here and leave quickly or whatnot?"

"Well, there was those two hookers."

"Hookers?"

"Yeah, they came in with some red headed woman. They left...I actually don't remember them leaving. I don't think they paid the bill either."

"Interesting." A voice said behind me. I half-turned to find Dean standing there with his arms crossed, listening to the waiters story.

"Did you find anything?" I asked Dean, who raised an eyebrow and motioned me to follow him. After giving the waiter a quick "Thanks," I followed Dean to the other side of the restaurant where Sam was standing.

"Well?"

"I think we found our lady." Sam said.

Alright, so I decided to go back to following the TV Series.

That way it kinda makes sense, and I have time to catch up a little bit. Because I am way behind. But if it isn't exact, Sorry, I dont remember the exact details.

Anway, this is Part One of this chapter. Part Two should be up soon! I also wanted to add that if there's any typos, just kinda ignore them. Im doing this all on my iPad, so sometime it corrects things without my knowledge. Anyway,

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Also, I wanted to know what everyones opinion on this last episode? It was crazy, huh?

Anyway

Until next time!