Once you had arrived you followed your brothers into a dark looking forest. Dean had given you a shotgun filled with rock-salt, knowing you could handle it.
The three of you quietly moved through the forest, Dean in front and Sam just behind you. All three of you were carefully listening and scanning the treeline. It was eerily quiet.
After a good 15 minutes or so Dean held up his hand to stop. Just ahead you could see a man laying face down in the dirt. Dean went over and nudged the man with his foot. Nothing. He then rolled the guy over onto his back and jumped back.
The guys chest had been ripped open and you had to look away before you threw up.
"Damn it!" Dean shouted angrily. "It's Elliot."
"What the hell was he hunting?" Sam stood in front of you, trying his best to block your view of the body.
"He thought it was a ghost."
"Well it's certainly an angry one." You commented.
Suddenly out of nowhere a loud shriek rang out causing the three of you to raise your shotguns ready.
A pale grey-white figure flew towards Dean from behind and sent him flying. It quickly flew at you and Sam. Both of you quickly aimed and fired your shotguns at the ghost making it disappear with another loud screech.
You both then ran over to Dean who was still lying awkwardly on the floor.
"You ok. Dean?" You nudged him, prompting a swat with his hand.
"Son of a bitch!" He growled and pushed himself to his feet.
You handed him his shotgun before quickly raising yours again ready for the next attack. The three of you stood back to back, eyes darting everywhere.
"How do we kill it?" You asked quickly.
"Salt and burn the bones. Problem is Elliot never mentioned where they were exactly." Dean replied grumpily.
You went over to the body and rummaged through Elliots pockets finding a folded piece of paper. You opened it up and quickly read the text.
"Apparently her body was left in an old cabin near the middle of the forest."
"We must be near it. That's why she's attacking us, i'm guessing she doesn't want to be put to rest." Sam replied.
You scanned the trees carefully and spotted what looked like the roof of a cabin a short distance away.
"Guys, over there." You pointed in the general direction.
The three of you ran over to it. It was only small, weeds and other plants were growing all over and it looked like the slightest touch would make it collapse.
"Screw it, torch the whole thing." Dean pulled out a small bottle of accelerant and began dousing the cabin.
"Sam!" You spotted the ghost as she headed straight towards you all.
Sam shot her and the two of continued to ward her off while Dean continued dousing the cabin. He was about to spark his lighter when the ghost suddenly appeared and threw him again, making the lighter fall from his hands.
"Dean!" Sam spun round shotgun raised. He was too slow however and the ghost threw him also.
You quickly grabbed the lighter off the floor, lit it and threw it at the cabin setting it alight instantly. The ghost screeched as flames engulfed her, starting from her legs and rapidly working their way up until she was gone.
You couldn't stop the flashbacks of your family as you watched the cabin burn.
"Nice job." Dean patted your shoulder.
"Thanks, saved both your arses." You smiled, snapping back to the present.
Sam laughed as Dean pulled a face.
"We were distracting her for you."
"Yeah right." You laughed.
"You did pretty good. You alright?" Sam nudged you gently.
You nodded and forced a smile.
"Let's bury poor Elliot." Dean called over to you both.
The three of you gave Elliot a hunters funeral as your brothers put it, then headed back to the mansion.
"You handled yourself like a hunter before. Guess Dean was right. You are going to be kick-ass." Sam smiled as you both headed into the kitchen for something to drink.
You smiled proudly. It seemed they hadn't noticed your reaction to the fire at the cabin and although you knew you could trust them, you felt this was something to keep to yourself.
"Damn it Cas! Why do you always do that?" Dean yelled from the living room.
You and Sam went in to see what was going on. Cas was stood by the doorway to the hall with a half surprised, half annoyed look on his face.
"Hey Cas." Sam raised his hand a little.
"Sam." Cas acknowledged. "You can't stay here for much longer. A group of demons has figured out your here, they're planning an ambush."
"How?" You asked quietly.
"I don't know. But it's no longer safe here." He spoke sincerely before turning to Dean. "Perhaps the bunker will be better?"
"Cas we can't just drag Y/N there. This is her home." Sam defended you, knowing you had never left the country before.
"The bunker is the safest place for you all." Cas stated sharply.
"This was going to happen sooner or later. You knew that." Dean looked at Sam. "It's where we belong, our home."
Sam sighed heavily.
"I can take you all there." Cas offered.
Dean nodded and turned to you. "Pack your stuff."
"What, I don't even get a say in this?" You snapped.
"No. Leaving you behind isn't an option and Cas is right. The bunker is the safest place for us. Now start packing."
You looked to Sam for help only to have him shake his head miserably.
You glared at Dean and Cas before storming upstairs to the bedroom you currently occupied. You didn't want to leave the only place you had known, grew up in. But at the same time you didn't want to be separated from your brothers, no matter how annoying they got.
You looked around the room, breathed a deep sigh and began packing you belongings into a duffel bag Sam had given you.
There was a gently knock at the door and Sam popped his head in.
"Hey, you ok?"
"Yup."
"Look I know it's hard but you'll be a lot safer where we're going and you get your very own room."
You zipped up your bag and made your way to the door. You stopped just in front of Sam.
"This is my home Sam. But it's also a nasty reminder of what happened to my mum, sister and best friend." You never broke eye contact and his face dropped. "Suppose we'd best get downstairs before Dean throws a bitch fit."
You trudged downstairs and back into the living room, Sam just behind.
"All set?" Dean seemed a lot more cheerful than usual.
You nod slightly and took one last look of the room before Cas zapped you all to the bunker.