Rachel's POV
I woke up to a loud knock on the door. I turned over to check what time it was. 5:28 a.m. I looked over at my sister Abby who was still asleep. I guess I'll get the door. I thought to myself. I pulled off my old torn up covers, I put my hair in a messy bun and went to the door. When I pulled open the door I saw two men. One of them was tall man with long brown hair and Light brown eyes. The other was short man with short blonde hair and apple green eyes.
"Hey Bobby we need your help with a hu- who the hell are you?" The short man asked. "I should ask you the same damn question." I told him. "I'm Dean Winchester and this is my brother Sam. Now who are you?" Dean asked. "I'm Rachel Woods. Bobby's adopted daughter." I said grabbing my gun out of my back pocket. "It's okay Rachel they are friends." Bobby said walking out of the living room. I put my gun back in my pocket. "Bobby why does she have a gun in her pocket?" Sam asked. "I adopted Rachel and her sister Abby a long time ago and God damn it Rachel I told you not to sleep with you gun in your pocket." Bobby scolded me. "How am I supposed to protect myself if a demon attacks?" I asked with a concerned face on. "Put on the bedside table!" He practically screamed.
"She's a hunter?" Dean asked surprised. "Yea, God you sound a little surprised." I told him. "Aren't you a little to young to be a hunter?" Sam asked. "Can I shoot them now?" I asked Bobby. "No!" He told me. "So Bobby we need your help with a hunt." Dean said never taking his eyes off of me. "What do you need help with?" Bobby said moving them to the living room. I went back to my room and got dressed. I put on my black skinny jeans with a blood red t-shirt. I pulled my leather jacket out of the closet and searched the pockets.
"Where is it?" I asked myself quietly. "Where's what?" My sister Abby asked. She sat up causing all her hair to go crazy. "Bed head!" I said with a laugh. She gave me a death glare and said "Bite me! So where's what?" "My first ever gun!" I said. Bobby adopted us when we were younger because our parents died in a demon attack. "Why do you need it?" Abby asked me thorough a yawn. "I heard there's a possible hunt so-" "So what?" She cut me off, "you want to go on a hunt by yourself? Dude come on! We always go on hunts together." "If you can get dressed and ready before.." I checked my watch, "6:00 then you can come." She sprang up. She got on navy blue shorts with a white plain t-shirt. While she was brushing her hair I thought back to when my mom told me something to never tell Abby.
"Rachel." My mom said coming into my room. "Hey!" I said. "Sweetie don't tell Abby but when you guys are older you guys will be special. You two are the most important people on the earth and some day you will save the world." She said through tears. "I love you baby." "I love you to mommy."
"Rachel!" Abby said breaking my thoughts. "Abby did Bobby ever tell you about the Winchesters?" I asked while packing my salt. "No why?" She asked. "I don't trust them." I told her. "Brb!" She said grabbing her holy water. "Abby!" I yelled after her. But it was too late. When I got to the living she had already threw holy water in their faces. "Do you trust them now?" She asked starting to laugh. I started to laugh to. Dean wiped the holy water from his face and said "Nice kids. Nice kids. You raised them right Bobby." I could tell he wanted to strangle us.
We stopped laughing when Bobby came into the room. Abby and me exchanged glances and ran to our room. "The hunt?" I asked. "As long as it doesn't have me almost dying this time." Abby said. "We always almost die." I say with a small laugh. We grabbed our duffle bags and headed out the door. "Bobby where are my keys?" Abby asked. "On the table!" He yelled. "Where are you two going?" Dean asked walking up behind us. "On a possible hunt." I said. "Again aren't you a little too young to hunt?" He asked. "I'm 17 and Abby's 18." I told him. "When did you guys start hunting?" He asked concerned. "10-11." Abby said. She grabbed her car keys and we headed out the door.
"What's this hunt about anyway?" Abby asked. "4 people went died about a month ago." I said. "A month ago? And why do you think this is a possible hunt? And where at?" She asked. "Stop with the questions!" I screamed getting into her Impala. "Hey Dean and Sam have a Impala!" Abby said walking over to it. God! I thought to myself. She whistled and said "67' Chevy Impala! I love this car!" She said. "I know right!" Dean said coming out of Bobby's house. "Abby! Hunt?" I asked. "Right! Got go Dean." She waved bye and jumped in her own Impala. "So where at?" She asked again.
When I was about to answer her Sam banged on the window. We both screamed. "Oh god! Don't do that Sam!" I said. I stepped out of the car. "Sorry." He said. "Whatever." I said shaking my head. "Umm...Bobby doesn't want you going on a hunt." Sam lied. "Dean! I will kill you! We are not too young to go on hunts!" I yelled. "That's not why. Rachel there are dangerous things out there." Dean said. "Yeah thanks captain obvious!" I said sarcastically. "He's not lying-" "I know. My parents died because of the dangerous things out there! Stupid demons!" I said. "So you can't...wait what....your parents died from demons?" Dean asked. "Yes! Okay," I started to tear up, "my parents put Abby and me to bed. I don't know what happened next but..." "But what?" Abby asked. Don't tell Abby. The words stayed in my head. "But nothing." I told them. My mother might be dead but I will keep that promise till the day I die. "I'm sorry but we're going." I told getting back in the Impala.
