Sam 3

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High School

You were like the bad girl of the school. Always got in trouble, ditched classes, and had very poor grades. Basically the opposite of Sam.

One day you were in the back of the school with some friends drinking when two Winchester boys walked towards all of you.

Your friends left you to deal with them on your own. You put your bottle down and leaned against the wall.

"What do you want boys?" You asked annoyed.

"We need your help," Dean said.

"No," you said grabbing your backpack.

"Please," Sam said. "It will help you. I promise."

"What?"

"Our dad needs to talk to your parents. It's for his work."

"Good luck finding them."

"What does that mean?"

"They're dead. But if you guys can talk to the dead that's awesome," you said stumbling to your car.

"Woah, there's no way your driving," Sam said grabbing your arm. "Dean will. Just give us your keys."

"N-" you said then fell to the ground holding your head. "They're coming. They're coming for me."

"Who is?" Sam asked as they helped you to the car.

"They're coming. Help me!" You screamed when Dean started to drive to the motel.

"Who's coming?" Sam asked worriedly.

"They're gonna kill me," you said before darkness came over.

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