A/N: So I realized how un-orderly I typed the last chapter. I've hopefully Fixed it in this chapter, and if you have any criticism, just leave it down in the comments. Also, this chapter is written in Jennifer's P.O.V., so don't get confused lol Hope you like it! : )

"You're alive." The angel said to me, almost looking relieved. I was a bit confused, I mean, how does he know me?

"Um, yeah. Last time I checked I was still alive." I said trying to put it off, while plastering a fake smile on my face.

"Do you two know each other?" Dean asked curiously.

"Can't say I've ever met an angel." I responded. 'Cas' just looked at me as though I was someone he had lost a long time ago.

"You don't remember me, do you?" He said, losing that look of relief on his face. Remember him? I had never seen this guy before, and I'm sure I would have remembered someone of his appearance.

"Never mind." He said shaking his head. "If there's anything else..."

"No it's fine, thanks Cas." Sam said, still looking just as confused as his brother. The angel nodded and disappeared in an instance.

"Does he always do that?" I asked looking at Sam and Dean.

"No, he's never done that unless he's known the person." Dean said shaking his head. "You sure you've never met him before?"

"I think I would have remembered him, especially if he was an angel." When I thought about it, had I met him before? Those blue eyes seemed to have some familiarity to them, but I still couldn't place him.

"Well, maybe I just reminded him of someone." I said with a shrug. The brothers seemed to shrug it off as well, so I tried to forget about it.

"So, Jen. Do you want us to try and help you with your vampire problem?" Sam offered.

A smile spread across my face as the excitement of getting to hunt with the famous Winchesters crossed my mind.

"Hey, that'd be great!" I said before suddenly frowning.

"To be honest, when I came up here, I only took two weapons with me. As you saw earlier, I have my gun with sliver bullets, and..." I swiftly pulled my dagger out of a holster on my belt, and twirled the handle around in my hand. "And this bad boy." I said grinning proudly. "It's not enough to kill a vampire, but just defend myself if need be."

"Don't worry, we have plenty of weapons packed in Baby." Dean said.

"Baby?" I asked, almost chuckling at the name.

"I'll show you." Dean said, now being his turn to smile proudly.

We all walked outside to reveal one of the most beautiful cars I'd ever seen. Dean went to say something, probably about the car, but I quickly interrupted him.

"A 67' Chevy Impala." I gasped as I walked over to it.

"So, she knows her cars as well." Dean said nudging Sam.

"Sometimes I'd help Bobby work on the cars in that junkyard of his, so I've learned a thing or two about cars." Dean walked over to the back of it, and opened up the trunk to reveal different sorts of weapons. On the inside of the trunk was the symbol called the Devil's Trap.

Most girls my age probably get excited over boys or something, but I'm standing hear slap jawed over weapons that could take out any demon or monster around. Dean pulled out a machete that looked like it could take the hairs off of any arm.

"This is for you." He said, carefully handing me the weapon.

I never get emotional, or I try not to anyway. After Bobby died, I would cry so much I was afraid I'd never stop. From then on, I hid my emotions very well, but this was too much.

"Thank you." I said suddenly hugging Dean.

He was taken back by surprise, but then again, why wouldn't he be? I only really knew him from the stories Bobby told me about them, but Sam and Dean were the only other people who have actually tried to help me.

"Hey, careful there. I'd rather not die by getting stabbed by a 16 year old girl." He said smiling at me.

"I'll save this for the vampires." I said trying to get myself together.

"You don't happen to have a map of the woods, do you?" Sam asked walking over to us.

I nod, "As a matter a fact, that was one of the few things Bobby left for me." "Mind if we take a look at it? It might help us figure out where the nest could be."

"Sure." I said, while Dean closed 'Baby's' trunk.

As if on cue, a loud sound came from the woods.

"Looks like we're gonna have a long night." Dean said, as we all turned our heads towards the nightmare we were about to walk into.