[Season 5] In small towns, everyone knows everyone. But do they really? Dakota Bailey had everything she could have ever asked for. Just like a snap of the fingers, she lost it all, piece by piece. She can't report what happened to the cops; it's way too dangerous for anyone to know the truth. With nothing to go back to, Dakota finds herself alone. When she runs into a friend from the past, her life gets a lot more complicated. [ranked #194 in Fanfiction on 2/2/17]

**Set in Season 8** "You a cop?" "You probably wish I was." ________________________ He knew it was a bad idea to let her in, but he did it anyway. She knew it was a bad idea to stick around, yet she stayed. Both of them are a lot of things: damaged, survivors, flawed, warriors, guardians, selfless. But the worst one? Reckless.

Poppy Jackson knows a lot about hiding and running, she also knows a hell of a lot about credit card scams. She uses a new ID in every town, pays cash for everything and never gets close to anybody. Why? Because she is a hunter; the kind that kills the creatures that haunt people's nightmares. It's dangerous as all hell, but somebody's got to do it and Poppy has a personal vendetta. But after a chance encounter at a small diner in the Adirondacks, Poppy may have finally met her match, the charming, gun slinging Dean Winchester. Poppy reluctantly teams up with Dean and his brother on a hunt that may prove more difficult than anything they've ever faced. As new dangers emerge and fiery passions come to light; Poppy has to make a choice. Drop everything for a family she never knew she wanted, or leave it behind forever.