The Winchester girl

Chapter 3: first hunt

"Jenna,wake up!" I hear dean call me from down the hall. I trudge out of my room and into the kitchen, to see Sam typing away at a laptop and Dean hovering over his shoulder.

"So what's going on?" I ask. "A hunt. It's in Michigan. Pack some things so we can leave." Dean says bluntly. "Okay what are we looking at though?" I ask them curiously, i wonder what hunting with them will be like.

"We aren't sure. But a lot of murders, the hearts have been ripped out, so probably werewolf. Do you have any silver?" Sam asks. I smirk. "Do I have any silver?" I chuckle.

I lead them to my room and show them my collection of silver bullets for several different guns, and an array of silver daggers. "Where he he'll did all these come from?" Dean asks. "Well I got bored between hunts, so I learned how to make silver bullets." I reply with a shrug.

The boys leave and I pack some clothes. Just the usual stuff, flannels and leggings. I also bring my FBI suit. It's just a black blazer and matching pencil skirt. I jump when I hear a flutter behind me.

"Jenna." Is all castiel says. I put my hand on my heart. "Jesus Cas, you scared me." I say. "We must talk." He says in a serious tone. "Okay let's talk." I say. I sit on the edge of my bed and pat the spot next to me. He awkwardly comes and sits with me.

"Jenna, do you remember hearing of the apocalypse that almost happened?" He asks me as he looks deep into my eyes. "Yeah, and it just stopped." I reply. He gets a bit closer, causing me to become embarrassed and blush, I have trouble talking to guys.

"Sam and Dean stopped it. They were vessels, and it seems that all of john winchesters offspring were special, and the angels think that you might have something like that." He explains slowly. "So what am I?" I ask. "We are not sure." He says, deep in thought.

"What the hell is going on here?" Dean says as he and Sam come in my room. "Nothing." I say as I jump up fast. Castiel doesn't see how this can be taken as inappropriate. "It sure don't look like nothing." Dean says. He looks so mad. I hardly know Cas I would do anything with him.

"I was explaining to her what I told you guys already." Cas says calmly, not understanding why their upset. "Dean come on, it's Cas. Do you really think....." Sam trails off, letting dean fill in the blanks. "Fair enough. Just get your ass in the car. We've bee waiting forever." Dean says.

I sigh and grab my stuff. "It truly bothers you are not in deans favor." Cas says once he sees the look on my face. "I just don't know what I did." I confide to him. He just stands there, unsure how to help me. "Dean is a stubborn man. He just has to warm up to you. He shot and stabbed me when we first met." Cas says. I chuckle and pat his back. "Thanks Cas." I say before he flutters out of the room and I make my way to the car.

Dean drives to Michigan, for our first hunt and I'm nervous to see how this will go. "Okay just pull into this motel." Sam says as Dean pulls up under a sign that says 'motel amor'.

We walk in and see the red walls and furniture. There is a big bed in the main room. The room also has black carpet, curtains and other things to make the color scheme work. "Wow, this looks like a place to take your hooker." I say. "Okay uh Jenna, you sleep our here and I'll sleep in one bed in that room and Sam will sleep in on in that one." Dean says as he points out the sleeping location.

I walk over to my bed and lay down a sheet with a devils trap on it. "Wow that's a good idea." Sam says as he looks at it. "Thanks. I got the idea from when I got attacked in my sleep when I was 15." I say as I look at him and fix the sheet.

I also put knives made if all different materials under the bed, Along with a mason jar of holy water and a gun full of rock salt bullets. "You're very prepared." Dean comments. "Yeah, over the years you learn that you have to be." I say with a half smile. "Oh yeah, all 16 years of your life." Dean says, mockingly. I sigh quietly and. Put my clothes in the drawer.