Hunter. (A Supernatural Fanfic)

Chapter 2

   I woke up to two people yelling. Slowly I crawled out of the bed that I somehow ended up in. I crept to the bedroom door. I'm not usually one for eavesdropping but I'm making an acceptation.

  "Dean we can't just leave her alone in some motel!" Sam whisper/yelled.

  "We don't know anything about her! She could be a demon for all we know!" Dean yelled back. Dude, you saved me from Crowley!

  It went silent for a few seconds until I heard a sigh and footsteps coming towards the door. I jumped into bed, pulling the blankets over me, acting like I was never awake.

  "Time to wake up. We're leaving this afternoon for a new case." Sam said, shaking me lightly. I groaned, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. I'm

  "Okay. Can I have a shower, than I'll leave you two." I looked down at the floor. I didn't want to leave, for once I felt safe and like a was apart of something.

  "No! We've agreed that you can stay with us." Sam said softly. I hugged him. He stiffened but hugged me back.

 "Thank you." I said. My eyes filled with tears but I held them in. I got up and walked to the bathroom.

  After washing my hair and body I step out of the shower, drying myself off with the fluffy white towel. I combed my hair and put on the same clothes I was wearing yesterday on, since I didn't have anything else to change into. I stood in front of the mirror. It had been so long since I looked at myself, I almost forgot what I looked like.

 I had wavy light brown hair that went to my mid-back, hazel eyes that were a mixture of grey, green, and light brown. I had a fairly slim figure and I was about 5'8. I look exactly my mom does in all the pictures.

 A light knock snapped me out of my daze.

 "Yes?" I asked.

 "It's Sam. Can I come in?" He asked. I could almost see the blush on his cheeks.

 "It's open." I replied, setting the towel in the motel laundry basket. The bathroom door slowly opened to reveal a bright red Sam Winchester.

 "Just grabbing my stuff than we're going to head out. Dean said that we would stop at a few stores in town to get you some new clothes." Sam said. I nodded and smiled.

 I walked out to see Dean devouring a pie. I laughed and Dean smiled, his perfect smile. Sam comes out of the bathroom with a duffel bag over his shoulder.

"Ready?" He asks. Dean and I nod. We all walk out of the motel. There was something about Sam and Dean that made me feel safe. I mean, a hunter is never really "safe" but I felt so much safer with Sam and Dean.