One Of Them (Supernatural fanfic)

Prophet

Three weeks goes by really slowly when your bored. Cas left to go find out stuff about something Sam and Dean wouldn't discuss. And no matter how hard I tried, I wasn't allowed near the windows, let alone outside.

One night I even tried to sneak out in the middle of the night, but I guess demons don't have to sleep. Actually, she was waiting for me at the door. "Where are you going?" Meg asked.

"Nowhere," I say as I slowly turn around and head back to the bed I was sharing with Sam.

"Wait," she said with a sigh. "Come on"

She walked out the door and I followed. We walked a little and talked a little. Mostly about what's currently going on. Although, she wouldn't shed light on any details.

"We should probably head back. In case the boys wake," she pointed out. It was kind of her to take me out. It was risky of her to do, I mean, if Dean and Sam find out they'll have her head.

We head back to the motel room. Once we got there, we find a very angry Dean awaiting us at the door, with Sam with and his puppy dog eyes, and I know what's to come.

"Where were you two?" Dean asked as he crossed his arms. I pointed to Meg. "The last thing we need is you wondering off someplace. Especially with a demon."

"Oh come on, don't be racist," Meg snapped.

"With Cas gone searching for Naomi we can't have you wondering around the streets," Dean says.

I paused. "Why is Cas searching for Naomi?" I ask. They all look at me in shock.

"How do you know that?" Sam asks.

"Bu-but, Dean just said it," I say. They looked confused.

"No, he didn't." Sam points out.

"I know for a fact that he did. He said, and I quote, 'With Cas searching for Naomi we can't have you wondering around the streets.," I say. Dean stared in shock.

"I never said that.... I thought it," he replied.

I throw my hands in the air. "Oh great, so I can read people's minds?! Well that's just peachy! I'm a whole new level of freak!" I yell and I sit on the bed and run my fingers through my hair, tears flowing down.

Dean sighs and sits next to me. I feel his hand rubbing my back. The way my mum did whenever I was feeling down. "Samantha, your not a freak. Don't you ever, for one moment, think that," he said reassuringly. I hug him and he lays me back down to sleep.

I wouldn't say my dream was a good dream, but it wasn't a bad one either. It was more like one of those mellow dreams.

It started with me at my friend's house. We were watching Castle and eating Egos. Then I was at school. Except I was the teacher and the teachers were my students. It was kind of a fun dream when I think about it.

I woke up to Sam and Dean packing. "We're leaving again?" I ask, stretching.

"Yeah, they could've picked up your scent during your walk last night," Sam points out.

I sleepily got out of bed and go to the bathroom and get dressed. "Hey, we're going to step outside for a couple minuets ok?" Dean yells from the other room.

"Ok," I answer.

"Don't answer the door to anyone! We're locking the door just incase!" he said protectively.

"I know!" I yell back.

A couple minuets after they left, there was a knocking at the door. I didn't really care who it was and I wasn't the listening type. I got up to open the door. There was a man standing in the door frame. He had a sorta black peacoat and an English cap. He was about Dean's height and had a reddish beard.

He scans the room. "I'm sorry I think I'm at the wrong room. I'm looking for a friend," he says in a kinda scruffy voice.

I cross my arms. He was obviously not a threat. I'm good at reading people. "How so?" I ask.

"Cause I'm sure he doesn't travel with... little girls." He replies.

"I'm not a 'little girl'! I'm 14!" I cry, making air quotes around the words little girl.

He smiles kindly. "Your cute. Now, do you know where I can find my friend? His name is Dean."

"Your looking for Dean? I think they went to the store or something. You can wait here for him if you want. I'm sure they'll be back sooner or later. Oh yeah, I'm Samantha," I invite him in and he gladly accepts.

"Benny," he says as he putters around. "So, Samantha, what's a girl like you doing with hunters. Shouldn't you be in school or something?"

"It's summer. And I'm with them cause they're my brothers."

"I had no idea Dean had a sister," Benny points out.

I hear a click at the door. "Crap," I say as Dean runs in, gun blazing.

Benny puts his hand in the air. "Calm down Dean. It's me," Benny explains.

Dean lowers his gun. "Benny?" he asks. "How'd you get here?"

"I heard you were in the area so I found the closest motel," he answered as the hug each other. I have a feeling they went through something big together.

"So," Benny continued, "since when do you have a sister?"

"Join the club," he replies. "I'll be outside if you need me."

Benny started getting a funny look. Then he looks at me. "Why do you smell like hell?"

"Oh, well your nice," I say as I check my breath.

"No, I didn't mean that. You smell like hell, the place," he answers.

I shifted uncomfortably. If he could smell me, then what else could? Wait. I'm sitting in a room with a guy I have no possible idea about. "Wait, so who exactly are you? I can kind of tell your not human."

"I can say the same. I'm a vampire, I helped your brother get out of Pergatory. You?"

"I'm a prophet of hell, Sam and Dean's sister, recently, and basically every demon, angel, and monster is after me. What's Pergatory?"

"Nothing," Dean interrupts, glaring at Benny to keep his mouth shut. How long has he been standing there? "We're ready to leave. You coming with?"

"Well, you do need help. It's gonna take more than two hunters to protect her," Benny answers.

"Thanks Benny. I really appreciate it," Dean says.

"Hello? Remember me?" I ask sarcastically.

"Well, we better get going. You never now who's on our tail," Benny points out.

"Good point," I say in agreement as I head put the door. Sam and Meg were waiting by the Impala.

"You a demon?" Benny asks.

Meg showed a little smirk and crossed her arms. "You a vampire?" she asked.

Benny nodded slightly. "Alright, get in," Dean said, motioning to the back seat. I went in first. I was in between Meg and Benny.

I look at Benny a smirk. "Your not gonna eat me are you?" I ask in a kind of sarcastic way. Dean glares at us as Benny shakes his head and laughs.

Once we were piled in we drove off. "Where are we headed?" I ask.

"Alabama," Dean answers. He switches on the radio. It was playing The Devil Went Down To Georgia by Charlie Daniels.

"What the hell!?" Dean yells. "Did you use the radio!?" he asks Sam. Sam puts his hands up in a defensive way.

Dean goes to switch the station. "No, I like this song," I say sweetly.

He moans but leaves the station.

"Good taste in music," Benny compliments.

"I'm quite fond of this song myself," Meg adds.

We roll down the road in silence. Then I heard a ringing in my ear.