I'm Samantha Winchester, life is pretty simple if you ask me. That's if you're asking about everything before hunting, you know? Because hunting is, and addiction. You don't know what you're messing with, until you're too far in too deep to let it go. That's what hunting is, something you mess with and you don't know it's too late until you're done for. Everything is lost, destroyed, a fantasy. I'm Samantha and my father is Dean Winchester. ****************************************************** My name is Violet Winchester. Life is great, before and during hunting. I really don't understand why my cousin doesn't like hunting. Sure, it can be addicting, but it's a way to release stress and just deal with you're problems. Specially if you know that it'll end up saving someone. It's a win-win situation, for me that is. I love to party and be a wild person most if the time. I'm Violet and my father is Sam Winchester.

I've got a good joke for you. Two men walk into an orphanage, claiming to be your brothers. Oh, wait, it wasn't a joke. ----------- Cynthia Winchester had no one. That was, until they came along. They saved her, gave her a home, a family, the second chance she had always wanted. But, they also destroyed her.

Here we will encounter the life of 15 year old Castiel. With an embarrassing secret: He has Hydrophobia. He enters into high school. He needs a Physical ED credit in order to get his diploma and graduate from high school. Ironically, he was put on the swim team. He informs about his condition, and instead of an actual swimmer, he's a manger of the team. When the team goes to the pool for the first time that year, he spots the fastest, the best, swimmer of the team, Junior, and team Captain: Dean Winchester. **Sorry for the Frozen references** [WARNING: SMUT SCENE MIGHT BE CONSIDERED RAPE TO SOME INDIVIDUALS]

~Sequel to Where it All Began~ She was left without a memory. Left floundering in the depths of her despair. Because when it ended her world imploded, and she couldn't even remember why. All rights go to the creators of Supernatural, I own nothing except Blair and the characters of my own making.

She isn't crazy. It's just that no one believed her. So she ran away, and on that journey happened to steal a very special, black 67' Chevy Impala. And that, is where it all began. ~Sequel now up!~ ALSO HELLO THIS ISN'T A ROMANCE OKAY PLS NO SHIPPING I'M SORRY FOR DISAPPOINTING I GUESS