Two Guys, A Girl, and A Baby

The Brothers take me in...

Soon after Dean and I get up and dressed, Sam asks if there is any family nearby that they could take me to today. I say, "No, not really. My family on both sides disowned my parents when I was born. I was a product of teenage pregnancy. My mom died of breast cancer last year. My dad in a weird accident when I was sixteen. I'm an orphan, I don't have anyone in this world to turn to, honestly. Michael was the only person keeping me here.", I say

"I don't know, do you mind if I stay with you two nice gentlemen for while. I mean don't want to be alone after all this shit." I say. "Yea, we can take you with us. We'll go to our friend Bobby's house." Dean tells me. "Where's that? Is it far from Indiana?" I say. Sam tells me its pretty far it's Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Because of the distance we all decide to stop at Mickey D's for some breakfast as we made our way along the highway in the shiny black beauty. I sat in the backseat staring at the flat lands of the Midwest. The only area of the United States I have ever lived really. I am depressed and scared, but I am excited about what is to come in this life now.

I'm  thinking about Michael and the life we lost and I start to sob in the back of my hopeful salvation. Sam looks back at me with a worried expression. I look up at his hazel eyes with tears in my brown ones, "I'm fine. I think". I say."Y/N, you know you can talk to me anytime. I've had my share of heartbreak." Sam tells me. Dean cuts in "We both have seen a lot of loss in our lives. Actually, that's how most people become hunters interesting enough." I sniffle a little more and say "You know my story obviously, how did you two get into hunting demons?" Sam starts in and says, "Well you know we're brothers?  Our mother was murdered by a demon when I was 6 months old. And I our dad became a hunter to seek revenge for her death. He dragged us on his mission, essentially making us hunters in the end." Sam ends the story.  

Sam went on to say how also went to college for a time to be normal, but got pulled in because his girlfriend Jess was murdered the same way. All I could say when he finished the story was "Fuck..". "Sammy listen to this girl she curses like a sailor, I like that Y/N." Dean tells me. "Also, Ashley how do you feel about tattoos? Because if you hang around us that's something you are going to have to get. Especially, after what happened to Michael." Sam says. I look at the back of their heads quizzically. We finally get to a stop at a motel for the night.  I ask, "why a tattoo?" Dean tells me it's for anti-possession.

They ask me if I want a room on my own or share with Dean again. "U mm, I know I should want to get a room to myself, but do you mind if I sleep with you again? I don't feel safe by myself right now." Dean nods in agreement and smirks at me. We all decide to order a pizza because eating somewhere seemed tiring. "Y/N, do you want a beer?" Dean asks me. "Bleck, gross no thank you. I hate beer it make me gag." I tell him. " I do love pop though. Hence, I'm a little heavy." I smirk to myself. Dean smiles and says "Nothing wrong with a little cushion on a lady. " "Urr, I'll go get a pop from the machine." Sam says. "Thanks I'll take a coke" I smile. When we finish eating I dress down and I find a long shirt that I could use as an nightgown. I flop down on the bed and lay down. Dean in boxers and a t-shirt lays next to me he slowly turns his back to me. I have nightmares all night about Michael cutting me slowly while he's laughing. I woke up in the middle of the night somehow in Dean's arms again. I guess I miss Michael's touch and pushed myself on Dean. I slowly moved off his chest and lay back on my pillow, but he pulls me back towards him automatically. I just go with it and go back to sleep.

"Y/N..Y/N Hey get up!" Dean whispers. "Oh, I'm sorry nightmares." I whisper back. We get up and see Sam is gone. "Where's Sam?" I say. Dean tells me "He goes for runs in the morning."

"That sounds awful." I say. We all get ready. Dean came out of the bathroom with his hair slightly wet and says to me "we leave in 5."  I say,"Okay, I hope its not much longer until we get to Bobby's house." Dean tells me that we will get there by dusk. I decide to sleep some more in the long car ride out of depression and maybe boredom. I listen to my iPod getting tired of the same classic rock going on in the background. I love emo, pop punk a lot right now. I only hope that it lifts my spirits with its upbeat melodies. But, then I hear 'Tribute' by Tenacious D and I tear up a little. Mike and I loved them and comedy in general. Its some of our commonality that I had loved. I finally wake up from my long nap to see it's dark and the intrepid impala stopped for the night.

My new surroundings are odd and there is a sign that says 'Singer Auto and Salvage'. I'm a bit creep-ed out at the many abandoned cars surrounding me. It's a eerie feeling that a monster could get you from one of these cars. "Here we are hovel sweet hovel." Dean says.