Whats That?

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It was 3:00, Lilian was still sleeping, we had let her. She looked so tired. And me and Dean needed more research time.
"So get this, apparently there is a way that she could do that, but we're gonna have to try and call a friend to find out for sure."
"Try? And call?" I looked at my brother.
"Yeah. Last time we saw him he... do you remember?" Dean almost immediately put the clues together and sighed.
"Yes, okay. How are we gonna get him in one place? We don't even know where he is." I nodded.
"I was thinking we go back to the bunker, do some research there. Or maybe Castiel could help." Dean looked up and at his brother.
"Yeah, yeah okay." He said nodding.
"Who's Castiel?" Me and Dean both turned around, it was just Lilian.
"Castiel's an angel, but don't worry. He's our friend." Dean said with reassurance. She looked down processing it.
"Oh, okay. So he's a good angel?" We both smiled at her innocence.
"Yes, he's a good angel."

Lilian's POV

We went back into the car and on the way the brothers told me what was going on, we were going to do a "hunt" before driving to a bunker. I've never been on a "hunt",and I didn't know what it will be like.
"What's that?" I ask.
"What?"
"What's a "hunt"?" I asked them again. Sam gave Dean a look. Dean sighed.
"A hunt is when you go looking for something, usually because you want to kill it, or get rid of it." He finished. I looked down at my feet.
"Oh, what are you guys gonna hunt?" Sam sighed.
"We're hunting something that's threatening some people, and once we kill it we're hoping people will be safe." I nodded.
"Okay. So you're saving people?" Dean laughed.
"Yeah, saving people, hunting things. The family business." Sam had said the last sentence with Dean like they had said it a million times. And he even rolled his eyes at the end. I giggled and watched as the brothers got into a little play fight smiling the whole time as we continued on the highway. After about an hour spent driving we stoped at a abandoned were house, surrounded by a think wood, and completely trashed. As they got out, they ran over the rules one more time. There would be no exiting the vehicle unless in an emergency. Then, they left and stalked into the forest.

I was busy thinking about what they were going through when something came out of the woods, it was horrible. It had a humanoid face, but abnormal teeth and a weird nose. It had very long claws and long legs. It can't have looked human if it tried. I tried to yell to warn Sam or Dean, but I couldn't, it was impossible to even make a sound. So I ran. I ran out from the impala, (the one Dean says is from 1968!) I ran into the forest as fast as my feet could take me. Then, as I was whisked off my feet I finally found my voice. I screamed as loud as I could and louder. And I almost thought I heard Sam yell my name, but by that time, I could see nothing but black.

Sam's POV

A scream found its way to my ears, and I immediately knew who it came from.
"Lilian?" No response.
"Lilian!?!" It was quiet. I ran in the direction I heard the scream come from and loaded my gun. We were hunting a simple wendigo, at least, that's what we thought. Lilian was supposed to stay inside, but I guess the wendigo found her first. Now, I'm going to find her if it's the last thing I do.
"Sam! Sam wait! Sammy!" Dean ran behind calling after me. I stoped.
"Dean we have to help her we have to help her!" My inside voice had turned to a yell by the end of the sentence.
"Sam, I know, calm down." I tried to take in big breaths, it didn't work.
"Dean we have to, we have to we can't just let her die." He sighed.
"I know Sammy, I know. But I don't want you getting hurt either and if it was you or her I would chose you. I would always choose you. So yes, we will go after her. But if it puts you in trouble we're out of there okay." I sigh, nodding, just another protective big brother speech. I know he means it. He always does. But right now I'm focused on Lilian.
"We need to go. There's not much time."

Lilian's POV

When I finally felt the strength to open my eyes I opened them slowly, the results? I was tied to one of the wooden rafters on a ceiling, my ankles pained from the tight rope. The floor was one of concrete and in the corner there was a broken water tank. So I was in a basement, alone? There was a deep growling behind me. No apparently not! So, I was stuck in a basement with whatever that demented thing was with no one who knew where I was. Great. Just great.

Suddenly my thoughts turned and I got worried, what about Sam and Dean? Where are they? Do they know about the monster? Then I realized something, this monster, it has me because it wanted to hurt me. Just like my mother and father. Just like how they would tie me to my bed post and hit me for what felt like forever. Just like how they would cut my back open with their whips. Just like how they would tare me open over and over and over with their words word of hate. That's when it hit me. They were no parents of mine.

Sam's POV

We burst into the basement of the were house, we already knew it would be there. It turned towards us and hissed, approaching us. We were ready. A gun shot fired, and the wendigo went up in flames. We pressed our hands to our ears as it screamed it's hate to the world. I ran over to Lilian who was facing the other way motionless. "Lilian?" I asked. Her eyes opened slowly. "Sam?" Her voice was wavering. I didn't even need to look at her face to tell, she had been crying.

After we cut her down and got in the impala we made our way to the bunker, Lilian fell asleep on the way there. No wonder. The girl just found out about the other things in the world. And that can be really traumatizing, trust me. It was a long trip, and we only stoped for gas and a piece of pie.(Dean couldn't resist.)
Oh boy, introducing Lilian to Cas will be fun.

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