Little Red

Sam and Dean don't really remember me, but then again I don't remember anything about them except little things. Boy would those little things help though, considering I'm now standing outside an old family friend's house. I don't really remember how I got the information to come here, let alone getting here, all I know is I'm here and I hope they don't turn me away like everyone else.

Just like your mom pushed you away and told you to find John. She would have given you more than a name to go off of if she really cared. She didn't even give you enough information, you don't even know how you ended up here in the first place. Shut up you don't know anything, she loved me! Thats what you think but remember who you're talking to. I'm you, or at least the opposite of you. I have all your memories and I can remember clear as day when she kicked us out, she even packed your bag. Stop it, why are you so negative? Are you trying to tell me I'm happy all the damn time, because I'm not!

'What the hell am I doing?! I still have to knock on the door! I'm going to chew off my nails unless I get the guts to knock on this damn door.'

After many failed attempts at performing the simple task of knocking on the damn door, I eventually did it. It was on accident, but even so I felt a little accomplished. What I was not expecting was a grumpy old man opening the door, I was pretty sure that Sam and Dean were only like 2 years older than me,well Sam at least, in my memories so I'm not sure- I'm an idiot. This must be the old family friend.

"Hello, I was wondering if there was any way to find John Winchester and his boys?" I asked, hesitantly considering this guy scared me shitless, or somewhere close to it. "Now why would a young girl like you want to find John Winchester?" He answered with false niceness. I could tell it was forced and that he was suspicious the moment he opened the door. "Look, I don't care if you're suspicious or if you don't believe me, but I need to find John Winchester. You can be there with a gun loaded while I talk to him if that's what helps you sleep at night, but just do it! Please, I really need to talk to him or his boys."

Apparently that was not what he was expecting from a 14 year old girl, but it was enough for him to let me inside. He led me to a beat up living room and sat me on the couch while he called someone on the phone. When he hung up he came and sat near me and told me about the conversation on the phone. "I don't think you know what you're getting yourself into trying to find the Winchesters, but John said he was gonna swing by with the boys in a week anyway and told me to watch over you in the meantime." Oh god, I can see my grave now "I know you don't want to watch me so how about I find an interesting book to read and you get back to whatever you were doing? Sound good? This way neither one of us dies from overexposure to the other." I boldly said, mainly fearing for my sanity if he said no.

I guess I'm just not a normal 14 year old judging from the fact he hasn't changed this surprised face he has whenever he looks my way. Eventually he just shrugs and mumbles a half-assed response "What was that? I couldn't hear your reply over your whining." I sarcastically told him with my best 'Don't mess with me' look. Judging by his face I'm guessing my message was quite clear "Fine, yes go pick a book from my library and leave me alone." He says with annoyance clear in his voice.

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It's been a week and Bobby and I have come to an understanding that we are just very alike, age aside, so he has decided to teach me how to fight. Hand-to-Hand combat and with weapons. This has been going on for a few days actually, and Bobby has complimented me more than once, well in Bobby words that is.

Today is the day I have been waiting for and Bobby knows it. I hear a knock on the door and rush to get it, that is, I rushed before Bobby grabbed me and pushed me behind him, almost like there might be trouble. I didn't understand at first but then my mind went back to all the, interesting books I had read and what Bobby told me about them.

Luckily when we opened the door Dean was in front so that I could run up and hug him tightly. After dean came Sam and then I looked up towards my father and asked as innocently as I could "Do you remember me?" If he didn't I had proof so I wasn't worried, I just wanted him to recognize me.

"Spencer?! Where have you been? Dad told us you left but I was hoping I would see you again!" Instead of Dad it was Dean who said this and in response I smiled warmly and nodded towards him. I knew Dad remembered me from the look on his face when he saw me. It looked like he was restraining himself from hugging the life out of me, but Sam and Dean didn't concern themselves with that seeing as I was currently in a group hug, bear style.

"D-Dean! Can't B-reathe!!!" I huffed out with the breath that I had left. He immediately let go, unlike Sam who just kept hugging me. It didn't really bother me that much since Dean was the one who was crushing a lung. "Sam, thats enough now, let me have a chance to say hello." An older, more tired voice said while looking me over for any injuries that I could have gotten over the span of a week. "Relax, no need to get worked up. Bobby was just showing me a few things while you were gone, I'm not hurt or anything." I told John who looked about ready to take me to a doctor's office after seeing my wrist wrapped up.

"Spencer, where's your mother?" Oh God did he really have to ask that so soon? "Umm, she sent me over here to...learn the business better?" I winced when it came out as a question, I haven't exactly learned all the little tricks to lying your ass off. "Uhuh, so thats why I didn't get a call beforehand telling me to be expecting you. You're still a God awful liar. Now how did you end up here of all places?" Well how was I supposed to answer that one? "I honestly don't know, one minute I'm trying to hitchhike to the train station, the next I'm in front of Bobby's door. I don't remember the inbetweens." He looked sceptical but let it pass seeing as I hadn't gotten the gift of lying within 10 seconds so he knew I wasn't lying.

"Spence...why are you here all alone?" This time it was the sad voice of Sammy that broke my heart. He knew I hated being alone and he got sad whenever I was because Sammy hates seeing me upset. I swallowed past a lump in my throat so I could answer "I came alone because Mom didn't feel like coming up and I wanted to see you guys so much." Sammy smiled but I could see it pained him that I couldn't tell him everything. "Red, why did you leave? Where did you go?" This was Dean and he sounded a little hurt, like he blamed himself for my sad excuse of a mother. "Dean, my mom moved me to keep me safe and she told me not to tell anyone where because she hasn't moved and doesn't want to be put in harms way." I said the last part bitterly because she cares more about her own safety than mine.

"Well Spencer, seeing as you don't have anywhere else to go, why don't you come with me and the boys?"

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Picture on the side is Spencer, she looks older than 14 but you can imagine she is younger right? Please give me some feedback, this is my first fan fiction and I don't know if this is a good idea for a story.