I was walking through groups of people at the fair. I had been searching for hours. Soon I heard a gun shot and everyone went quickly to their knees. I kept standing to try see who was shooting. I studied my surroundings until I saw the two men I had been searching for. The Winchester boys.

"Everybody get on the ground!" One of them shouted.

"Don't shoot!" I called back to them as they pointed the gun around.

"I'm warning you! Get down!" Dean, the one who holds the gun says.

"I have been looking for you... can we talk?" I see Dean lift his eyebrow at me. He is obviously confused but gives me a chance to say what I have to say.

"Go ahead, what?" I look to Sam at the right of Dean. He looked unsure about the situation.

"Privately, please?" I can't walk very quickly out of the mass of people at my feet. "Everyone! It is okay! Just clear the area." I reassured the crowds of people. After I spoke they ran off with their heads down.

"Why'd you do that for!?" Dean had a pouty face on as he dropped his arms to his side, giving up. Sam stepped forward to rescue Dean's argument.

"We needed all those people here. We were trying to find someone. A girl." I knew Sam was talking about me. They were sent for my help by Bobby Singer.

"I already found her."

"What? Where?" Dean scanned around and pointed the back at me.

"You're pointing your gun at her." I stepped forward. "I am Rachel." ugh, men. They are confused creatures.

"You're the hunter? But how did you find us?" Sam slapped Deans gun down and walked up to me. Dean followed.

"Well, I am a hunter, first of all. And don't think that I'm not the only thing that's looking for you two."

"Very true!" Dean agreed as he reloaded his gun and tucked it in his belt.

"Ok listen. Bobby sent us for your help." Sam started to explain himself.

"I know. Bobby told me everything." The Winchesters had been hunting the yellow-eyed demon and they needed a girls help.

"Everything?" Dean had given up and started to walk to the parking lot.

"Ok lets get started. Where's the Impala?" Dean turned and looked surprised that I new what his car was.

"How did you know that. Did Bobby tell you? You can't touch her." Dean was seriously in love with that car.

"Let's just get out of here. The police are coming." We jog off toward the fair parking lot when we here the sirens.

"Don't you dare hurt her. I am trusting you." Dean and Sam simultaneously shut their doors to the Impala. I slid into the back seat, and it smelled like heck. This was going to be a long drive.