PROLOGUE

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"No. No! Please don't leave me here!"

"We have to, Angie... It's for your own safety."

Tears streamed down my face as I watched Sam and Dean walk toward the black '67 Chevy Impala. I stood on the porch of Sheriff Jody Mill's house, the small pack that contained my things sitting beside me. They had told me why they had to leave me behind. With the Leviathans on the loose and impersonating them, they had to go into hiding from the FBI and didn't want me getting mixed up in the mess.

The thing was that I didn't care. All I wanted was to stay hunting with the only family I had ever known. The Winchesters had found me almost a decade ago when I wasn't more than a year or two old and had raised me like a little sister. I had grown especially fond of Dean.

"Come back! Please, come back!" I screamed as the Impala's engine roared to life and started to drive away.

I bolted down the front steps and tried to run after the vintage car, but it was no use. In no time, all that remained was the dust as it settled back down to the earth. Falling to my knees, I sobbed as Jody came over and wrapped me in a tight embrace, running a soothing hand through my hair.

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