You were Sam and Deans childhood friend- your dad had been best friends with their dad while you three were growing up, so they'd always spent time with you. Sam and dean thought of you as a sister; you knew everything about them.

sam and dean were on the road, occasionally driving to different states to investigate paranormal reports. A few months ago, you were targeted by an entity; thankfully, Sam and dean had taken you with them so they could keep an eye on you and keep you safe; you were going from motel to motel with them in the impala, helping them out on their hunts.

your eyes flickered open, squinting as they became accustomed to the bright morning light filling the room. Dean was sat up in his bed, his expression concentrated as he reaserched on the computer. Sam had likely gone out to get breakfast. Dean glanced up, noticing you were awake, looking concerned- as he often was around you lately. "You alright?"