Don't Let Me Get Me (Supernatural Fanfic)(On Hold)

Chapter 1

I twisted around uncomfortably in the cold metal chair trying to find some comfort- but it seemed almost impossible. It didn't really help that the handcuffs were on a little too tight... Also I am really tired. You would be tired, too if you've been running away from the police for two years.

I knew our luck would soon run out...

Oh and by "we", I meant Sam, Dean, Castiel, and I.

It's kind of hard for the police to believe any word that comes out of my mouth because they think I am crazy. Well, I guess to them, I am crazy, after all- I was in the mental institute for awhile there.

Imagine just stating the truth and people calling you crazy.

Oh, and by "truth", I meant what's really out there. I'm sorry if you didn't know already, but monsters are out there. Monsters as in ghosts, demons, angels...

And you would think that they would believe me- after all, a lot of people have seen me disappearing from places, people with black eyes following me, people that don't necessarily look human attacking me...

But, there are also people who kill the monsters to make humans safe. They are called hunters. But they don't hunt regular animals, they just let people assume that. So when they met me- they were really surprised when I knew what the really do. Not to mention that I knew the things they keep in the dark- not wanting anyone to know of their regrets and secrets.

It's a good thing that I am in an insane asylum.

The officer pacing in front of me finally stopped, slammed his hands on the table, and asked, "Why did you escape?"

"I didn't like the uniform." I smirk at him.

The officer just sat in his chair and sighed, rubbing his temples. "This is a very serious matter. Please don't make jokes."

"But I'm hilarious." I state with a straight face. Dean really rubbed off on me, didn't he?

I could already see how tired he was of my attitude. I mean, we have been doing this for hours, but he hasn't gotten a straight answer out of me yet, and it annoyed him to no end.

"What happened?" He finally asked me, looking irritated.

"When?"

"When you were 'traveling' with the Winchesters and Castiel." he said slowly as if I were mental. I want to laugh at the irony of that, but instead just smirk.

Finally, I lean over the table and look at him as I said,"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. After all- I am just a crazy person- right?"

He looked at me in the eyes, seeing that I looked determined not to give him the answers he wanted, and left the room.

But that didn't stop me from thinking back to the events that happened a few years ago.

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I sat on the bed in the small cell that I was assigned to.

I keep hearing the about same thing:

Dean Winchester.