You were inside an old abandoned house. There had been some crimes in the city recently and some disappearances in the house. You decided to investigate because paranormal activity was suspected. Everything was going well with the investigation until you heard a noise coming from one of the rooms in the house.

You turn off your flashlight and decide to head towards the room. Wielding your gun you cautiously go down the corridor, and when you turn the corner pointing your gun, at the same time two flashlight flashes are aimed at you along with two guns.

"You?" you recognize Sammy's voice, as they sigh in relief and lower their weapons and flashlights, letting you see their faces.

You've known each other for years because your parents were hunting buddies, so the three of you were forced to hang out together sometimes. But it wasn't that bad. You always got along better with Sam, he was always easier to talk to. As for Dean... You two don't get along at all.

"What the hell are you doing here, girl?" Dean asks with a slight scolding in his voice, still disturbed by the slight scare.