Sam and Dean followed me out the door. I walked to the Impala and got in and closed the door. They both climbed in and started the car. We went by the motel as I stayed in the car. They put the bags in the back seat and I saw Nick's stuff. There was a paper with my name on it. I grabbed the paper and opened it.
My dear Jen,
I'm so sorry for leaving while you may have needed me the most. I need you
to understand about why I left. There was an issue. I would never leave you
unless I had to. I'm not even supposed to tell you this. i was threatened to
leave you by the guy who possessed me. I'm sorry. It was either I leave or he would make me kill you. So here is your stuff back, I'm sorry.Love- Nick
I sighed and put it down next to me. The Winchesters got in the car and just looked at me. They held out a piece of paper. I saw their names on it written by Nick's handwriting. I wanted to cry now. They handed me it and I read it.
Dear Winchesters,
You probably hate me leaving Jen alone but there is a reason. I promise that I will try to fix the wrongs I've done to her. But for now, keep her safe, pleasesomeone is coming and I don't want her dead. Please I love her with all of my heart. Nick.
"Do you know who is coming after you?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Who?" Sam asked.
I handed them my note and they read it. They looked pissed. "Jen we are not gong to let him touch even a hair of yours," Dean said.
I shrugged.
"Jenifer it's going to be fine," Sam said. "Any new drawings?" he asked about my psychic abilities.
I nodded.
"Alright," Dean said we are heading east he said driving back. I just sat there with everything running through my head. Then i blinked and everything looked different.
It was a small old ghost town. Every building was made out of wood and looked like it was from an old cowboy movie. I came back and the car was stopped.
"Are you ok?" Dean asked worriedly.
"i think so I just had a vision," I said.
"We know look at your arm," Sam said.
I looked down and on my arm was the exact same thing I saw. I looked at the pen lying down next me.
"At least you can draw," Sam said. "You could be a tattoo artist."
We drove again, i fell asleep to the car when we stopped.
"Hey can you and Sam get something to eat," he pointed at the little diner. I nodded as we got out of the car.
We waited inside when I smelt something funny. I looked a round and Sam seemed to smell it to. A bright light flashed and I was knocked out.
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I woke up on the floor in a black space. I put my hands out and they hit a wall. I was panicing as I tried to open a door. It would not budge. I screamed help,
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Bobby's Daughter
FanfictionI'm Jennifer Singer, yes the daughter of Bobby Singer. This is my life as a hunter.