Here I sat, at a bar. I finished my drink, and was about to order another when Alison interrupted me. "No more." She shook her head, "It's not good for you.You can't just keep ignoring your father's death and drowning yourself in alchohol. I glared at her. "Fine." I replied bitterly. I figured she was right, she had been though this after all. After her Dad died, she was under the care of his brother, which happened to be my Dad. But now he was gone. And we were alone. Sort of.
"Kylie! Alison!" The doors swung open and Bobby Singer approached us. He had a plain look on his face, and glanced at us both. "How're you feeling?" I shrugged. Bobby had specific instructions to take us into his care if something had happened to Jack, which it had.
"I'm terribly sorry for your loss, girls." Alison gave him a look as if to say 'Dont talk about it.' And gestured to me, which I obviously caught onto. "Well uh-...Lets go then..." Bobby nodded and we got up, following him out to the car.
Alison and I placed ourselves in the backseat, put our belongings in the trunk, and Bobby adjusted his baseball cap as he backed out. The conversation was limited and I didn't really pay attention to Alison and Bobby chit-chatting.
When we pulled into the driveway, Bobby turned around. "So girls, youve got a big decision to make." I raised my eyebrows at the statement but before I could ask, he explained. "Do you want to continue hunting?" WIthout hesitation I answered. "Yes." Alison however looked unsure. "uh-...I-...Yeah..." Bobby nodded. "Then you'll be stay with the Winchesters."
"Aren't they like kind of famous or something?" Ali asked, and Bobby shrugged. "They're just two Idjits." He chuckled to himself. "You'll be going to Indiana with them ASAP." I nodded. "They're inside."
Alison and I followed Bobby inside, and into the livingroom, where Sam and Dean sat on the couch. Sams eyes were glued to his laptop and Dean was half asleep. I'd only met them once when I was a child. Being 19 now, I was unsure of their personalities, but I could tell them apart.
"Sam, Dean." Bobby pointed out. "Alison, Kylie." He gestured to us. Dean sat up and winked at me. "Well, Hello." Dean grinned and I nodded at him. Sam stood up and shook our hands. "Hey." I smiled at them slightly.
Sam shut his laptop. "Well-...We better get going then, it's a long drive there."
