In which a girl and her two brothers take over the family business of saving people and hunting things, but things get a little bit more complicated when something horrible happens to their own.
Book 1
Season 1-15
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We had been in Illinois for a few days. We picked up a case about people who had been going missing. Sam was able to narrow it down to a fifty-mile stretch of road. While Sam stayed back in the motel researching what we could be going up against, Dean actually agreed to let me drive around with him. He figured the drive would be safe because we wouldn't be in one place for too long. The only concern I had for the three of us not sticking together was that Sam and Dean escaped prison about a week prior. Dean didn't seem too worried, though, because we had gotten rid of anything that could be used to track us down.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"Yeah?" (...) "you think it's for us?" (...) "I don't see how. I mean, we ditched the plates, the credit cards." (.) "well, see. Nothing to worry about." (...) "Hey man, chicks dig the danger vibe." (...) "are you kidding me? How could 1? You got me sifting through like fifty-square-miles of real estate here." (...) "yeah, well, I got diddly-squat. What about you?" (...) "a friggin' genie?" Dean said "what about a genie?" I asked him "Sam says we are hunting a genie." Dean whispered "a genie? Like I can give you three wishes kind of genie?" I asked "like the genie from Aladdin? You think these suckers can really grant wishes?" (...)
"My god. Barbara Eden was hot, wasn't she? Way hotter than that Bewitched chick." (.) "yeah. So, uh, where do the Djinns lair up?" (...) "ya know, I think I saw a place a couple miles back. I'm gonna go check it out." (...) "nah, I'm sure it's nothing. Ads and I've got it covered. We'll just take a look around." He hung up and then took a U-turn back to a large warehouse that we saw a few miles before. He parked in front of the warehouse and turned to me "you know the drill. Stay close." Dean said as I nodded, and then we both got out and opened a door on the side of the building. Dean pulled out a flashlight and his knife and led us into the warehouse.
Inside, the warehouse was very dark and had an unpleasant smell to it. It was littered with garbage and broken furniture. As we walked through, Dean turned to me and put a finger up to his mouth, telling me to be quiet. He cautiously turned around and, with a swift motion, turned the corner to the next hallway with his knife ready. A glowing blue light appeared in front of my eyes, and I drifted into darkness.
