So here it is; the long awaited chapter of Luna's past. It has a little bit of everything in it, some sexy Sammy action, some brotherly Dean action, and some fatherly Bobby action. I would again like to say, if you like this story PLEASE check out RENEGADE by autumnb93! It is a collaborative story between myself and her. The characters are kickass and it is updated more than this story so if you're bored 'cause I haven't updated PLEASE go check it out! Well, enough advertising for this chapter, Enjoy!~ kt

Disclaimer: I don't own Sam, Dean, Bobby, Ellen, Jo, Azazel, John, or The Roadhouse. However the Sol is my original idea.

Luna woke up to her head rising and falling to a rhythmic beat. She snuggled into the warmth in her hazy state of consciousness. After a few minutes of lying there she felt warmth tighten around her waist pulling her closer. She was just about to sit up when she felt the body under her move. Shit! She thought, she had fallen asleep and sometime during the night she had curled up to Sam. Fuck!

"Seriously Sam?" Dean said putting his shirt on at the end of their bed. "I know I've done some kinky things, but with your brother in the same room, dude that's just gross."

Luna struggled to get up but Sam had an iron grasp on her. "Dean, nothing happened. You saw us fall asleep on the opposite side of the bed!"

"I know, but I just like messing with you, and pissing Luna off is fun." Dean gave his award winning smirk. Sam huffed. "I'm getting coffee and breakfast. What do you want?"

"Just whatever," Sam replied, wishing that his brother would quickly leave so he could talk to Luna alone. When he woke up this morning the first thing he felt was her breath on his chest. It felt right to have her in his arms. She felt right there. Dean walked out the door. Finally, Sam thought to himself. He loosened his hold on Luna's waist.

Luna stayed there for a moment longer before sitting up. She was falling fast and hard and she didn't like it, not at all. She couldn't control anything. She sighed.

"You okay?" asked Sam. He was worried that what he had done had pushed her away.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she said without looking at him.

"I didn't put you like that. I swear," Sam said defending himself so as she wouldn't get mad at him.

"I know, it's fine Sam. I just wasn't expecting it, and when you didn't let go even after Dean made the comment, it's just. I don't know," Luna said getting out of bed. She grabbed her duffel bag and made her way to the bathroom.

"Luna," Sam called. She turned around to him still sitting on the bed, "For what it's worth," he paused, "it was nice."

Luna's heart did a back flip. She felt like a sixteen year old hormonal teenager again. She liked it. It was nice to feel something than nothing at all. A shy smile planted itself on her face, and she turned away, not before Sam noticed though.

They had been driving for a little over four hours. The impala had been overwhelmingly silent. Dean had been singing along to the same Blue Oyster Cult tape for the past hour. Luna took out her journal and a pen and started writing in it. Sam was sleeping, again, and Dean was too focused on BOC to care. She opened it and a picture fell out. Luna reached down to pick it up.

"Who is it?" Dean asked startling Luna and causing her to hit her head on the seat in front of her.

"What?" she asked rubbed her head.

"The picture, who is it of?" Dean asked again. Luna leaned over the back of the front seat and held the picture out for Dean to see.

It was a younger looking Luna, maybe about two or three years ago, and a nice looking guy about the same age. They were both very dressed up.

"It's my friend Alec and I at his sister's wedding," Luna explained. Alec, Dean thought, he was the name at the end of the love letter he had found. He wondered if he and Luna had been more than just friends.

"Just a friend huh?" he joked lightly. She nodded and slumped in the back seat again. Silence over took the impala again and Dean turned up the music.

"Fire of unknown origin took my baby away, Fire of unknown origin took my baby away," Dean sang along to the tape. If there was any a song Luna couldn't stand it was this one. She hadn't always hated it, in fact she loved BOC. Since Alec died though, she couldn't stand listening to the song.

"Can you turn it off please?" she asked Dean hoping that he would just comply and not turn it into an argument.

"Why? I like this song," Dean said.

"Just, please. You put anything else on just, not this one." He glanced at her through the rearview mirror. Luna looked anything but tough at this moment. He knew Sam had seen something really bad about her past, and maybe giving up this one battle would make Luna loosen up a little more. Maybe talk a little more. He wondered how this was going to go once they were at the Roadhouse. He turned off the tape and put the radio on. "Thanks."

Dean had to have some kindness in there somewhere. Sam wasn't with him without reason, even if they were brothers. Luna knew of Dean's kindness; she had witnessed much of it in her visions. Dean didn't trust her and she knew it. She was the outsider looking in.

"You know, I always tell Sammy if he thinks to hard his head'll explode," Dean jeered, noticing Luna was staring out the window. She half-ass laughed.

"You remind me of my brother," She said sadly. Dean took in this new information. Maybe he was getting somewhere with her.

"What's his name? Maybe I know him."

"His name was David, David Bowie. And yeah I'm serious," She added knowing that Dean wasn't going to believe his name.

"Any relation to the singer?" Luna shook her head no.

"How much longer 'til we get to the Roadhouse?" she asked.

"About another hour or so."

"Wake me when we get there?" she asked and laid down across the back seat of the impala.

"Yeah sure."

"Hey Luna wake up," Dean said pulling into the parking lot of the Roadhouse. Luna stirred and sat up. The first thing she noticed was Bobby's car. He had gotten here early, she thought to herself. There was no backing out now. Dean pulled into a parking space and turned the car off.

"Luna you okay?" Sam asked. She looked really pale and about to puke. Luna nodded and the boys got out of the car. She slowly followed. Sam held the door open for her. The bar was empty, which was unusual.

"Bobby!" she screamed almost desperately. Sam watched her. She looked like a little kid who had lost her parents in a big department store. "Bobby!"

"What? Luna, what?" Bobby called back. Luna whipped her head back and forth looking for him. She spotted him, ran and nearly tackled him out of his chair.

"I'm sorry, so, so sorry for everything," Luna sobbed into his shoulder.

"Luna, chill out. It's okay," Bobby tried soothing her. He smoothed her hair down her back. "Are you sure you're ready to do this?"

"I have to." Luna released Bobby and walked behind the bar.

"What are you doing Moon?" Bobby asked. Luna pulled down a bottle of Jameson and poured a shot.

"Liquid courage," she stated simply and downed the brown liquid. Ellen and Jo sat at the bar. Sam and Dean moved closer. Luna jumped up and sat cross-legged on the bar.

"My mom, Margaret, was a hunter; my dad, Michael, was part of the FBI. It was love at first kill," Luna sighed, this was going to be a long night.

"It's okay Moon," Bobby comforted.

"They were married and soon my brother, David was born. Two years later and along came me, Lena Marie Bowie." She noticed Sam watching her. Dean's posture shifted to an almost edgy stance. Ellen and Jo leaned into one another. Luna continued, "Everything was normal, for the most part. I mean, I had to wear a protection charm bracelet, we couldn't go to church, and instead of CCD we had hour long lessons of the supernatural and learning Latin. By the time I was ten I knew more about the hunting world than the most experienced hunters. I was also the target of Azazel, unknown to me and my family. One night, after a day of teasing at school for the charm bracelet, I took it off and went to sleep. This allowed Azazel to use me a meat-suit to kill my family. He started with my dad, who had never entered the hunting world and didn't have a chance. He moved on to my mom who tried to fight, but the fact that it was me that was fighting her, Azazel took it to his advantage and slit her throat. The fighting woke my brother up who tried to use a gun, and then tried an exorcism, which resulted in him being shot in the head." Luna paused. It was a lot for a person to take in. Hell, it was still hard for her to comprehend it.

"So you killed your entire family?" Dean asked disgusted.

"So it would seem," Luna replied hastily.

"Watch it boy. It wasn't her fault," Bobby said in a threatening tone. He nodded at Luna to continue.

"John Winchester saved my life. He was the one that ran the knife through my stomach and relinquished Azazel from my body. To me John was like an uncle to me. Anyways, after that, he drove me to Bobby's house, where I stayed until I was eighteen and got kicked out. But it wasn't for drugs like Bobby thought. I had been out practicing my aim when Ruby, a demon, decided to pay me a visit. She spoke of revenge and justice, and I believed her. I started drinking demon blood to become powerful enough to take down Azazel. The back-stabbing bitch warned him ahead of time and I was killed in battle. I was dragged down to hell because of the demon blood. I stayed there for six months. Being tortured everyday for what felt like sixty years." Luna looked at Dean when she finished. He turned away. He felt like an ass for what he said earlier. He couldn't blame a ten year old for killing her family. And now that he knew she had been in hell, part that mentioned Ruby. She must know, he thought to himself.

"I was ripped back to earth by Anna, I was grateful at first but then she made me her bodysuit for the next five months. Once I, somehow broke free, I found Alec and went to college and tried to live a normal life. Until two years ago it was great. I came home from my shift at the hospital to find Alec on the ceiling, dead; he burst into flames not long after I noticed. I had known that Azazel had been dead for a few months now, but not so sure it was a copy-cat demon. I still don't know what happened. After that I gave up normal and hunt again. That is until Bobby called me. And that's my life in a nut shell," Luna sighed. As much as she hated to talk about it, it did make her feel better. Jo and Ellen gave her a hug and then went to bed leaving Bobby, Dean and Sam to talk to her.

"Listen," she said before the boys could say anything, "I know what you think and frankly, I'm not in the mood to be called a murderer, demon, monster, angel ass-wipe or anything like that. So take whatever you have to say and shove it." Luna walked over to Bobby and hugged him. "It feels so good to be back," she whispered.

"I never stopped missing you, Moon." Bobby hugged her tight, not wanting to loose the closest damn thing he had to a family again.

"Come on ya idjits," Bobby said trying to regain his composure and end the touching moment. "It's time we all get some rest. I have a case for you in the morning."

Luna watched as the boys cautiously moved around her and Bobby. Almost as if they were scared of her. Both boys were troubled by Luna's past and how precisely it fit in with their own. Neither boy wanted to ask but they both had questions. Sam decided he would wait until tomorrow to allow Luna to get rest from her story telling. Dean on the other hand wasn't exactly sure he wanted to ask the questions he had. Like why was his father so involved in her life, and was he really her uncle. If so then Sam and Luna's crush would be mighty awkward. He'd bring it up at the right moment he figured. And at least he knew why she hated Fire of Unknown Origin. The song basically described her experience with Alec. Dean had sympathy for the girl now, and a better understanding, maybe, just maybe he would like her now.

Sam walked cautiously over to Luna as she rolled Bobby into their room. "Luna," he said calmly, but inside he was scared shitless of the girl who had been both angel and demon, and could and probably would, kill him at anything that was said wrong, "I, uh, I just, I'm sorry." She smiled a small weak smile and pulled him in for a quick hug.

"Thanks," she said meekly. It was going to be okay, she decided. She needed to start acting like Luna; the one before heaven, before Anna, before hell, and before Ruby. She needed to be like the kick-ass girl in high school who had trusted everyone, the one that asked questions first and shot later, and the one who only needed a bowie knife to take down anything. She wanted to be herself again, the daughter Bobby had known, and the girl he loved. Hell, she wanted to be just like her mom, like Bobby told her everyday that she was a spitting image.

It's time to put the past behind me, Luna thought. Who knows if we'll come out of the apocalypse alive? And if I don't, I don't want any regrets.

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