Here's aanother chapter for ya! I still haven't gotten anything about the woman in white so if you want to be part of the story....PLZ REVIEW! I really appreciate reviews and feed off of them, they are what keeps me writing! Let me know if you have any suggestions or critiques! Enjoy! ~kt (I was extremely upset when Sam said yes to Lucifer! He HAS to come back! sorry if i ruined the season finale for anyone.)

"Bobby!" screamed Sam. He was already furiously wheeling himself into the kitchen.

"What the hell happened?" yelled Bobby. His panic mode was setting in. Luna was like his daughter and she was sprawled out on the floor. "Luna! Luna!"

"She was singing along to the song on the radio and passed out," Sam said frantically. He reached out to touch her.

"Don't!" ordered Dean. "Remember what Cas said? We can't touch her or its like being sucked into Zach's own universe."

"Listen, I want you to get blankets and pick her up touching only the blankets and not her skin." Sam and Dean listened to Bobby and did just that. They picked her up and moved her to the couch. Her head was bleeding. Sam inspected the gash in on her head and decided that it would be best if they stitched the wound. He wondered what was so significant about that song that could have made her go into such an out of the blue vision. He threaded the needle and rubbed alcohol on her wound. He slowly started stitching the gash closed. Sam felt so sorry for Luna. He wanted to help the new hunter, and at the same time save her from all the monsters. She was pretty, he thought. She acted like Bobby sometimes, which he thought was funny. He wished that he could know more about this curious creature, named Luna.

Dean stood in the doorway watching his brother stitch Luna's cut. His thoughts were mostly of his mother. He wondered if that was why Luna had a vision in the first place. It was his mother's favorite Beatle song. Though, Luna had just said something about her mother singing the song. Maybe it was just a coincidence, then again, Dean didn't really believe in coincidences. He was worried that she was able to see into his past. That was the last thing she wanted her to see. The girl barely knew them, and they barely knew her. It would be awkward to say the least.

Bobby was sitting by Luna's side and holding her hand. He looked like he had done it many times before, and he had. So many times he had almost lost her to them, he couldn't count. Luna was actually his God-daughter. Her mother was his wife's neighbor before they got married, and his wife took her in when her parents went missing. Her mother had been a hunter. He had often told the story of when he found out that she was a hunter.

She had been living with them for just under six months when she left for two weeks claiming that she was going to visit a friend a few states away. He had left a few days after her going on a hunt. He checked himself into the same motel room that she was staying at. They realized then that they were both hunters. After that day Luna's mom, Margaret, and he became very close. They found out later that her parents had been killed on a hunt by a rougarou. Luna's mom met her father when she was working a case. He was a real FBI agent. Luna's mom saved his butt from a werewolf. From that day on they were inseparable. James was a good man, and he became a good hunter as well. They were both good people. He wished he could tell them all about their parents, but god damn it; they would have no part in the matter. Neither mother wanted them to know. Luna started to stir.

"Goddamn. What the hell happened?" Luna asked and her hand went up to her head.

"Don't move," instructed Sam. Luna froze. Sam was finishing up the last few stitches. Luna felt the tug of the thread and the needle pierce her skin. She flinched. "Sorry."

"It's okay; normally I would do it myself."

"Are you serious? I could never do that." Luna nodded.

"How long was I out for?" she asked.

"Not too long," Sam said, "just long enough for me to stitch you up and stuff. Like a half an hour or so."

"Oh, did the pie timer go off yet?"

"No," said Dean.

"Okay, uhh, Bobby?"

"What is it?"

"I have to show you something," she said. She moved her hand to where the stitches were on her head. She applied a little pressure and looked like she was in a bit of pain, but when she took her hand away, the gash was gone.

"How did you do that?" asked Bobby.

"I figure it might be because I'm the Sol." Sam and Dean were amazed. If she could do this without training to use her powers, maybe there was hope for them after all.

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