I walked around the bunker, I was bored my brothers, Sam and Dean were gone on yet another hunt and they still have yet to let me tag along. I wasn't that much younger than Sam and I grew up in this hunting life just like them so what was their problem? I sat on the couch in annoyance and when my brothers walked in with their bags I walked over and was gonna make it known to them how badly I wanted to go on a hunt.
"Hey guys!" I said.
"Before you ask, No you can't go out on a hunt with us" Dean said annoyed.
"Why not? I'm not much younger than Sam. And I grew up with this life. Come on Dean. Sam help me here" I begged.
"Dean, She's old enough to go out a hunt and she's right. She's not that much younger than me" Sam said trying to convince the older brother.
"Fine. But if you get hurt once you're keeping your ass in this bunker, you hear me" Dean said annoyed.
"What are you gonna do have Castiel watch me?" I said cocky with a smirk on my face.
"Listen here we're about to go against Lucifer I can't have you running your mouth okay? Stay with either me or Sam got it?" Dean made sure I understood. I rolled my eyes as a response.
Dean left for the impala because he didn't want to hear another word from me or Sam. Sam followed shortly but stopped in his tracks and turned around to face me pulling something out.
"Here." Sam said handing me a pistol. "Shoot first. Ask questions later." Sam said walking out of the bunker. I followed Sam out as well.
A few minutes we arrived at this abandoned house. It looked like 100 years old. The house was gray with the paint coming off. The windows were also broken.
"Dean, are you sure Lucifer is in there?" Sam asked.
"I swear to god I hope he is. I just wanna kill him now." Dean said shutting his truck.
We walked inside and we was met by demons. We were dragged into a room with and there was a man standing by a window looking outside. He made the window frost up and he made a pitchfork in the frost. His hair was blond. He was 6 foot and 1 inch. He was wearing a brownish/ beige shirt with blue jeans.
"Hello Winchesters, I was expecting you guys" the blonde haired man said.
We were tied down to chairs with his minions putting their knifes to our throats. Dean looked at me while Sam looked at the mystery guy.
"Lucifer." Dean said angrily. I got a good look of his face. It was burned all over.
"This is Lucifer!" I shouted. Then next thing I knew I had the blade up against my throat tighter.
"Why Dean, Sam. You didn't mention that you had a sister." Lucifer stared at Me. "Now I don't want to hurt you. So why are you out here with these boys?" He had a slight smirk on his face.
"I begged for my brothers to let me come with them. I never been on a hunt before and they told me that we coming after Lucifer but I didn't know it was you. Please don't hurt us." I was just rambling and looking into Lucifer's eyes. He couldn't help himself from smiling.
Sam looked at Dean while he was looking at me with a stern look but I kept my gaze on Lucifer while he continues to stares at me for a few minutes before speaking.
"Let them go." Lucifer said not taking his eyes off me. Then we felt the pressure from the knifes against our throats and the pressure of them holding us down lift up. Sam held his gun up at Lucifer while Dean grabbed me by the arm pulling me out of the room. We walked out of the abandoned building back to the impala.
Sam put his and Dean' bag in the truck and took my gun and my bag in the process, staying quiet.
"What the hell were you thinking?!" Dean shouted. "Why would you tell him what we was doing?! This is why I didn't want you to come! You could have been killed. Lucifer is dangerous!" He just kept yelling.
"Dean I didn't know that was Lucifer. I've never been out here before! Okay be pissed at me all you want, just know that if I wasn't there you would've been killed!" I snapped and got into the impala, I looked up at the window where Lucifer was standing and saw him staring down at us.
On the way back to the bunker was silent. Dean kept looking at me through the mirror then back on the road.
"Guys. Seriously. Talk it out. It's too silent." Sam said.
"There's nothing to talk about, Sam." Dean said keeping his voice calm the best he can and keeping his eyes on the road.
"I mean, you and ash were quiet throughout this ride home. Dean, I know when you're pissed about something." Sam said.
We finally arrived at the bunker. Dean went straight to his room leaving Sam and I to unload the bags from the trunk. I looked at Sam, grabbed a big and went inside. Sam followed after grabbing his and Deans bag.
"It's not your fault, Ash" Sam said trying to calm me down.
"Try telling that to Dean." I said.
Sam and I headed to the conference room dropping the bags on the table. Sam started to unpack his bag and I unpacked Dean's bag for him, cause why not. Then after I finished I walked back to my room and slammed the door. Sam sighed.
I dropped my bag on my bed and slowly started to unpack my bag and sat on my bed, waiting for Sam and Dean to go bed.
