Flaming locks of red hair. Eyes of emerald green. Ivory skin. Sharona was beautiful. Every man wanted her. But she liked being alone with the exception of her sister.
That was until she met the Winchesters,that is.
I woke in the back of a car with leather seats. I listen but keep my eyes closed so to not give myself away. "Dean, we can't just leave her sitting somewhere on the side of the road with no explanation." I heard someone say. Suddenly everything came rushing back. The candy and drink. The men. The gas station. Black eyes. Sam. Dean. I sat up and there attention snapped to me. My hand felt around in my leather biker jacket for my 1911 .45 Colt. I couldn't find it and started panicking,frantically moving my hands down my body searching for it. "Looking for this?" I heard Dean say. I lunged forward to grab it. He moved his hand so I couldn't grab it. I scowled. "Give me that!" He raised his eyebrows. "Don't take that tone with me!" He hollered back at me. I gave him my best annoyed face. " I can't take whatever tone I want with you, thank you,you are not my father." I state. "Alright! Dean give her gun back." "So she can shoot us?" He sassed. "Uh hello? I'm not stupid, if I were to shoot you we'd crash and burn,idiot." He handed me my gun back. I took the safety off and aimed it at Sam. "Hey! Whoa! Whoa! Calm down, firecracker! We aren't going to hurt you." He screamed. Dean took out his gun and aimed it at me while driving at the same time. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't shoot you in the face!" He grimaced." Because we saved you." My finger threatened the trigger. He held up his hands. "Alright! Lets find a hotel and we'll explain. Now put the gun down." "Not till he does." I flicked my gun over to Dean. He sighed. "Dean put the gun down." "What! No!" He screamed. "Do it!" Sam growled. My eyes widen. So much for gentle. He grunted his dissaproval and put his gun back. I clicked the safety back on mine and tucked it in the back of my jeans. "Hey uh I have an apartment if you don't wanna stay in a crappy hotel tonight." I offered. "First tell us your name. You obviously know ours." Dean said. I nodded. "Sharona Harvey."
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