✮ 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐭 ✮ | Dean Winchester

1. Reunion (part 1)

A/N: Here's a Supernatural fic! Savkiss14

The girl sat in her office, sketching in a notebook. She was drawing the thing she saw in her dream the night before. It was an odd looking creature, one she hadn't seen before.

She spent most days in her office drawing, most people didn't believe in Psychics, so business was never usual. It was unfortunate, she had a lot to offer, more than she was even aware of at the time.

All of the psychic visions started after she saw the burned house of her childhood friends. She had gone over with her parents and many of the other neighbors in the early morning to watch as firemen extinguished the flames. She didn't understand it much then, given her young age.

But that's when she started seeing things. Weird things. She started sensing things too, sometimes about certain places or people. Those senses were always right. Always.

She sighed to herself and continued drawing in her notebook, adding every little detail that was ingrained in the memory of her dream.

It was then that she heard the bell on the door jingle, indicating visitors. She shot up from her desk, dropping her pencil, and raced out of her office and into the main store.

The main store had various oddities, most of them in jars. A few framed images of bugs and other creatures, along with a lot of crystals.

Yeah it was cliche, but it got people's attention, plus she enjoyed the witchy-vibe. Sometimes she liked to think of herself as a witch, because that's what she would've been accused of in the 1600s anyways.

She walked around some shelves and saw a dark haired boy, around her age. He had greenish hazel eyes and was just a bit taller than her.

The boy looked around at some of the store decor and other things. Then she caught his eye, his eyes widened and he quickly approached her.

She picked on his energy immediately, it was so familiar but she couldn't place her finger on it.

His eyes met hers once more, "Vinnie?"

Now that's interesting...

"How did you..." She began, her brows furrowed and she shook it off, "Yes? Can I help you?"

She hadn't been called Vinnie in a long time, she was always referred to by her full name since highschool.

The green eyed boy looked around, then back at her. "I need your help."

She nodded slowly with a kind smile, "That's what I'm here for, what seems to be the issue?"

"Do you remember me?" He asked, his eyes locking with hers. She squinted at him, "I don't, I'm sorry. You do seem familiar, I'll admit."

"Well, quite a while back you used to be friends with a boy down the street, Dean Winchester...?"

Vinnie's eyes widened slightly, "Holy shit... Dean?!"

He grinned and nodded, "You know it."

Vinnie smiled back at him and let out a breathy laugh, "Dude, it's been way too long. I missed you."

The two glanced at each other, then averted their gazes. Vinnie opened her mouth to say something, but didn't.

She wasn't sure what else to say.

"So... You're a psychic now?" Dean asked, breaking the silence. Vinnie looked up at him and nodded with a slight smile.

"I am," Vinnie replied, looking down at her feet, "It's quite interesting, though I think the word 'Psychic' is a bit over-doing it. I like to think of myself as someone with heightened intuition." She said, Dean grinned. She began to speak again, "So, what did you come here for?"

Dean sighed heavily, "Well... My father is missing. I have a feeling it has to do with all of the ghost-hunting. I'm leaving to track him down and I plan on picking up cases as I go, cases he never solved." Dean looked around the shop, admiring the many oddities surrounding him.

Vinnie nodded slowly with a frown, "I see... I'm so sorry, Dean. What can I do to help?"

Dean looked up at her, "I want you to come with me..."