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"Saving people hunting things! The family business!"

Those words rang through her head, apple green eyes staring into the mirror. She had dirty blonde hair, visible freckles across her face, lips that shined due to her lipgloss that she wore, eyeliner and massacra making her eyes pop, and her ivory skin shining from the highlighter she applied to her face.

"You're a Winchester! Act like it. We ain't normal Mary"

She narrowed her eyes at the mirror, punching the glass watching as it shattered underneath her fist. The blonde moved her hand away from the mirror, traces of blood was left in the cracks.

"Saving people my ass" She muttered. Turning faucet knob, she ran her knuckle under the water to clean the blood that was there along with the pieces of the mirror.

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"Sweetie it's your choice. Your life, you have control over"

In the front seat, a young woman sat there. Hands on the wheel, a bag in the passenger seat, and a few boxes in the back. Staring at the empty road, ahead of her.

Encouragement had her leaving to pursue what she really wanted to do. Music blasted through out the car, she used one hand to lower the window.

Letting the wind hit her lightly tanned skin, her sunflower blue eyes being touched by the sun the shone brightly. Brown hair curling around her face, blowing to the side by the wind.

"Chase your dreams no matter what, Jessica. Promise me that you'll do what you want to do no matter what the family business is"

The brunette pushed down a little more on the gas pedal, the further away she was from that life the better.

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"The family business"

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