Keep Me Holy

Chapter Two- Driving Me Crazy

I sit in the back seat and stare out the window as we drive down the road. Trees, cars, people, all those things pass us by. It's silent in the car. Only the sound of our breathing fills the area.

"So, Ashley," Dean starts, "Where are you from?"

"Michigan," I sigh, "I've lived there for eighteen years. I've always called it home."

"Was it nice? In Michigan?" Sam asks, turning to me.

"It was manageable. For the first ten years, it was heaven. Everything started to go downhill after that. The neighborhoods became less safe, people you knew started moving away, more and more thugs started coming around, and I was scared for my life."

"Well," Dean sighs, "Sounds like a blast."

"I moved to a different city a year and a half ago, but I put my friend's house down as my address so I could still go there." I shrug.

"Well, that's the most interesting thing I've heard." Sam turns back aroumd, sighing.

"What about you two? What's your story?" I rasise a brow.

Sam and Dean look at each other for a moment, silence filling the car.

"Well, it all started when I was about six months old. Dean was a few years older. There was a fire, and it killed our mom. I don't remember much about her, but Dean does. After that, we moved around a lot. We we're raised by a family friend, Bobby. He's more like our father, really. Our own father wasn't the best, but Bobby was. He was amazing, and made us feel like kids. We grew older, I went to college, and my dad wasn't happy about it-"

"Wait wait," I stop him for a second, "Your dad was mad that you were going to college?"

"Yeah," he sighs, "He wanted me to be in the family business with him and Dean, but I didn't want that. At least I didn't until my girlfriend died in a fire."

"Oh my God.." I gasp quietly.

"Yeah, it wasn't a good time for him." Dean jumps in, "We've lost so many family members and friends, we barely have anyone left."

I can almost feel tears now. "I'm so sorry. That's the most terrible thing I've ever heard. I'm not usually emotional like this," I take a breath, "I'm truly sorry."

"It's alright." Sam says quielty.

"I'm sorry, let's just change the subject," I sigh, composing myself, "So, how did you find me?"

"The trail." Sam says.

"What trail?" I look at him confusingly.

"The blood trail. Mostly likely your blood trail. I'm guessing you were thrown into a locker?" Sam looks back at me.

"Yeah, I was." I look down at my hands.

"Was there anything else that happened before you were attacked?" Sam asks, getting a worried look in his brow.

"Well, I had another vision. But those are pretty common, so I didn't think anything of it.."

"Wait, what? What do you mean another vision? You've had more? Dean looks back in the rearview mirror at me.

"Yeah, I have visions all the time. But nothing like this ever happens." I say shrugging my shoulders . "I tell my parents about them sometimes, but they say I shouldn't be worried."

"What was this one about?" Sam looks even more worried now.

I take a deep breath and let out a long sigh. "Well, I was walking down the hall, in my school in Michigan. And these stupid jocks just ran into me and made me fall to the ground. I got up and continued walking. Suddenly there was no noise anywhere. I looked around and the walls were graffitied and the doors were either half open or broken." I look out the window and continue. "The lights were flickering everywhere and at the other end of the hall was- a man. But there was something different about him. He gave of this- this awful vibe. It was cold and empty-hearted. And the I felt like the heart was being ripped out of me. I felt a pain that was so unbearable." I can feel a tear almost coming out of my eye. "It was the most evil feeling in the world. And I hope to never feel that again." I look up and find Sam and Dean looking at me. They see the pain and scared feelings I my eyes.

"We'll never let that happen to you, you know that right? We'll protect you while you're here with us, however long that is." Dean says, half smiling at me.

"Thank you.." I look up at him, a genuine smile reflecting back.