The road so far

02

"She told me to run!" I told the agents.
"But I couldn't leave Tommy all alone like that! She screamed at me and disappeared through the wall! I must be going mad!"
"No, I don't think you are." Agent smith assured me.
"Have you noticed anything strange in your apartment over the last few days? Such as cold spots or flickering lights?"Agent Carter asked me.
I thought about it and remembered how abnormally cold my apartment was whilst watching the news.
"Now that you mention it , yes. It was really cold."
The agents looked at each other until the taller one nodded and turned to face me.
"I'm going to be honest with you Mona, what you saw was real. It was a ghost."
I paused for a moment and shook my head.
"You really think I'm going to believe in some ghost story? Ghosts aren't real!"
"We're hunters." The shorter one said stepping forward.
"I'm Dean Winchester and this is my brother Sam. We hunt ghosts and a whole bunch of monsters. We're here to help."
I stood back evaluating all the creepy shit that had been happening recently and all the girls that had been going missing.
I stared at him and saw the sincerity on his face.
"This is really happening isn't it?"
He nodded handing me a tissue, I didn't even realise I'd been crying until now. I took the tissue and wiped my eyes.
"Now I really wish that I was going mad." I sniffed.
He chuckled and patted my leg sympathetically.
"We're going to handle it I promise."
I nodded looking into his hazel eyes, part of me was in disbelief. Ghosts? 'That sort of stuff only exists in movies!' I thought to myself.
Yet it was the only way to explain what I saw.
"I want to help."
"No way!" Dean shook his head and removed his hand from my leg.
"It's too dangerous!"
"This thing killed Tommy and I'm going to do everything I can to send it to hell!"
"Are you nuts? You could get yourself killed!" Dean insisted.
"I could get myself killed any day, I could step out in the street and get hit by a bus. I could trip up and break my neck, but this is an opportunity to find  justice for Tommy!" I persisted.
"You can use me as bait!"
The brothers looked at me as if they were contemplating their options.
"It might come back for more." I tried to persuade them.
"Fine!" Dean scolded. "But I'm not being your baby sitter!"

After persuading them to let me help Sam and Dean took me  home in their Impala.
I sat in the back whilst Sam and Dean sat in the front listening to a Bon Jovi song which didn't bother me much as I rather enjoyed listening along.
"Shot through the heart and you're to blame! Darling, you give love a bad name!"
I laughed at Dean as he danced along to the beat singing to himself whilst Sam just stared out of the window with a brooding look on his face.He seemed lost and broken, as if he had lost somebody he loved.I knew the feeling all to well. My mother died when I was a baby, my dad died a few months back from cancer and now Tommy...
But something about these boys, something about this 'hunt' made the whole grieving thing easier.
When we finally arrived at my apartment I could feel my heart beating faster and faster, I couldn't admit to the boys that I was afraid so I kept a brave face on, for Tommy.