Chapter 1

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     Claire and I get into my car and we're on our way. Claire prefers my car. I've been around for a long time, I've had my car for a long time too. My car is a 1968 Dodge Charger. It's dark green and beautiful. Thus, Claire always insists we take my car... and that she be the one to drive. I don't mind though. She's fun to be around when she's happy. We were hunting a ghost in Cadillac, Michigan. It'll take us almost 13 hours to get to Lebanon, Kansas where she is supposed to meet the Winchesters. After the first 6 hours Claire and I switch places and I drive us into Lebanon. We got there at about 1pm, Claire is set to meet the brothers at 3. I wake up Claire and we check into a motel. I lie down on my bed, pulling my laptop onto my lap. I start scanning for cases, trying to find anything to bait Claire and myself out of here as soon as possible.
"Hey I'm gonna go take a shower." Claire says to me grabbing some clothes out of her duffel bag."
"Alright, I'll take a shower after you leave to meet the Winchesters." I reply.
"You know, you could come with me." She says.
"I know. But I'm not too fond of hunters." I say.
"I know I know. Well if you change your mind before I leave..." She says walking to the bathroom door.
"I know. Thanks." I smile and she shuts the door. I go back to scanning cases and wait for Claire. After awhile she comes out of the bathroom, dressed with her hair wrapped in a towel. I look up at the clock, 2:30. Claire sits down on the edge of her bed, brushing her hair.
"What are you doing?" She asks.
"Looking for cases." I reply.
     "Find anything yet?" She asks.
     "Not yet. I'll keep digging though." I say.
     "Well, is better get going." Claire says grabbing the keys off the nightstand.
     "Alright, stay safe." I say as she walks out the door, I hear her yell "I will!" Before the door shuts.

Claire comes back about an hour later and explains to me that the boys need her to go undercover in a school. Claire and I head out to buy her some clothes that will make her appear younger. Highschool age rather than college. We shop and get everything she needs, she then explains this hunt to me.
"Dean will pretend to be my brother and legal guardian. He will enroll me in school. There's a ghost killing people, we know that much. But now we need to figure out why and who." She explains.
"Please Be safe, and call me everyday?" I say.
"Of course..." Claire says before grabbing her bag and leaving in a 67' Chevy Impala I could see from a crack in the curtains.

~3 Days Later~

My phone rings, it's Claire. She's made good on her promise to call me every day.
"Hey!"
"Are you Y/N?"
"Yes?"
"Hi my name is Sam Winchester, Claire wants you to come to the hospital. She got thrown against a door and the knob ruptured her spleen. She said I needed to call you. We are at Mercy Hospital."
"I'll be there." I say hanging up and running to my car. I speed out of our motel parking lot and too Mercy Hospital. I run in the automatic glass doors and to the front desk.
"I need to find Claire Lawrence." I say to a nurse frantically. (That's Claire's alias.)
"5th floor, room 167 in Recovery." She replies. I run as fast as I can through the hospital and up the stairs because elevators are too slow. I fly around the corner and into room 167. There's no bed, just chairs and machines. I see a man with sandy brown hair sitting in one of the chairs with his head in his hands. He looks up at me with emerald green eyes.
"She's in surgery they took her back about 10 minutes ago." He says to me.
"Sam?" I ask stepping closer.
"No, I'm Dean." He says.
"Oh, how was she before they took her back?" I ask.
"They said she should make a full recovery after surgery." He says.
"Thank you." I reply as a very large man with shaggy hair comes in the door holding 2 cups.
"Hey are you Y/N?" He asks.
"Yes." I nod.
"Hi, I'm Sam." He says handing Dean a cup, than extending his hand out to me. I take it and we shake. There are no more chairs so he leans against the wall and it's a comfortable silence. Though I'm on edge being with these hunters, I'm too worried about Claire to care. Claire is all I've had for a long time. I need her. I keep looking at the men around me, I can't help it. Both are so attractive. Both muscular with gravelly voices. Sam is impressively tall with nice hair. Dean on the other hand is a bit shorter, he has beautiful plump lips and the greenest eyes I've ever seen. About 2 hours later Claire is wheeled back into the room, awake and well. I run up to her bedside and gently hug her with tears in my eyes.

     Claire and I were able to go home after 2 days of recovery. The Winchesters found out I was a nymph and they took the news well. Sam said, "Any friend of Claire's is a friend of ours." The Winchester's bid us farewell and I thought it'd be the last time I saw them.

But now it's 3 months later and... I'm waiting for them to pick me up, bags in hand.

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