Just let me sleep I thought drowsily. My leg hurts.

Then it all came back to me.

My eyes flashed open as I reached for my gun.

It wasn't there.

I looked around I was in a chair at a wooden table where I had had my head on the table asleep. Well no I was awake, but the point is I had been sleeping with my head on a table.

Everything looked oddly familiar. There were other tables. They each had a lamp on them. There were a lot of bookshelves. Other chairs. There were swords and odd looking things on top of some of the bookshelves.

My gun was on the table right in front of me. I picked it up, relieved to at least have my weapon with me. I looked around again.

Wait...

No no no no.

No way!

Not happening.

Maybe I'm dreaming?

I pinched my arm.

Nope I'm awake...

OH MY GOD IM IN THE BUNKER!!!!

I'm insane.

I need help.

Maybe it just looks like the bunker?

Yeah that's it. It just looks like The Bunker.

I'm overreacting.

"GUYS?!? HELLO?" I called. No answer. I tried to get up but collapsed on the floor as pain shot up my leg and an itsy bitsy scream may or may not have escaped my face hole.

I looked down at my foot. My entire leg was covered in bandages. I remembered the werewolf attacking me. The sickening crack I had heard.

Great. My first broken leg.

Just what I need.

"Maria?" My friends asked as they ran into the room concern on their faces.

"Don't try to walk on that leg." Marcey said as they helped me back into the chair.

Damn my leg!

"Guys where are we?" I asked.

They didn't respond.

"Guys seriously where the heck are we?"

Why aren't they answering?

And then things got even weirder. Sam and Dean Winchester walked into the room.

"You're awake!" Said Dean.

Right before I pointed my gun at them.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" I screamed completely losing my cool.

Dean and Sam looked as confused and freaked out as I felt.

"Maria they saved our lives!" Ethan tried to grab the gun but I wouldn't let him and I guess he didn't want me to accidentally shoot anyone.

"Ok and did you make sure they're... Umm... Human like not demons?" I asked.

"I-" Dean tried to speak I cut him off.

"Nope don't say anything don't move don't look at eachother don't even think or I swear I will shoot you both between the eyes, hold on and I will get to you in a moment!" His face was honestly priceless and had I not been so confused and freaked out myself I would've laughed.

"Well?" I asked turning to my friends who still hadn't answered.

"You were dying! We didn't exactly have time!" Said Alfie.

"Go wait in the car while I figure this out." I said

"What?" Said Marcey

"You know where the car is?" I asked.

"It's out front, but-"

"Go sit in it. Lock the door. I will come get you in a few minutes. I'm just going to verify who they are." I nodded towards the Winchesters "If anyone else comes outside before me, drive away."

"Maria we wo-" began Jason

"I. Have. A. Gun." I glared at Jason.

"Oh so you're going to kill us?" Asked Alfie sarcastically.

"I WILL SHOOT YOU IN YOUR FREAKIN TOE!" I yelled.

Jason knows me well enough that one look at my face he muttered "c'mon guys" and I watched until they walked out of the room.

"Okay you two, try anything and I shoot Sam." I said turning back to the very confused Winchesters.

They were staring at me.

Me odd, 15 year old girl, short, pale, blond, tired, sitting in a chair with a broken leg, in a Sherlock T-shirt and a denim jacket and pointing a gun at Sam and Dean Winchester.

"How do you know my name?" Sam asked.

Long story.

"I'm really sorry about this if your not demons or something. Sit down" I pointed at the 2 chairs across from where I was sitting ignoring the question. "Hands flat on the table."

Dean opened his mouth to say something again.

"Shut up I'm thinking." I interrupted.

We sat for a few minutes in awkward silence me thinking them shooting confused looks at me and eachother.

I had an idea. It was a bad idea, but the longer I sat here the more likely it was that something would go wrong, such as the Winchesters making some kind of escape attempt or their demon buddies coming back if they were, in fact, demons.

"Call Cas." I said.

"What?" Asked Dean.

"Pray or whatever and call Cas." I repeated "If your little boyfriend, Castiel, can teleport or fly or whatever in here then I can be sure you're Sam and Dean. If not I will shoot you in the face."

"He doesn't work like that he's not just going to come-"

"Shut up just do it or I'll think you're stalling." I interrupted. "I'll give you ten minutes before I decide to pull the trigger" I tapped my wrist even though there was no watch. I really didn't want to shoot them, but the Winchesters were fictional characters and this just didn't make any sense. They could be shapeshifters, or leviathans, or demons. Course shapeshifters and leviathans couldn't teleport or fly or whatever Cas does.

"Fine. Hey umm Castiel. There's this crazy little bitch," he paused to glare at me "pointing a gun at me and Sam and if you could get down here in the next 9 minutes she says she won't kill us."

I heard a flapping noise and then Castiel was standing at the end of the table trench coat and all.

"Dean?"

And then I shot the angel straight through the heart and pointed the gun back at the Winchesters. Dean looked like he wanted to punch me in the face.

Destiel!

Castiel looked at the bullet hole in his chest frowning slightly. He looked confused. He's really adorable. I felt bad for shooting him.

"Yeah sorry Castiel could you take 3 steps backwards" I said still pointing the gun at the brothers.

He looked over from my gun to Dean and Sam and took 3 steps backwards slowly and awkwardly.

"I drew demon traps on the bullets" I explained " so I guess I owe you an apology" I said cheerfully setting the gun down and sliding it across the table to Sam.

Hopefully they don't kill you now stupid.

"Your turn. Questions?"

"Umm yeah a few." Sam cautiously moved the gun off the table.

"Like who the hell are you and how do you know our names?" Dean really didn't look happy.

Oh shiz he's still a demon! I remembered. I could see the mark of Cain very clearly.

So I explained.

"Hi I'm Maria! So there's this TV show called 'supernatural' and it's basically your lives since Dean went and found Sam at college. Marcey introduced me to it in November 2014 and I finished in December 2014. So I watched the last 10 years of your life via Netflix. So I'm part of your 'fandom'." I explained "again I'm really sorry about the whole 'I'm going to shoot you in the head' thing and Castiel I'm really really sorry I shot you"

"There's a TV show," repeated Sam "about us?"

"Yup" I said "It's really popular you can go look it up on the internet I think I missed the last episode though."

And they did.

:::time skip brought to you by Emmet (lego movie fandom) and his awesomeness:::

"My friends didn't actually tell you anything did they?" I asked after Sam found the information about their TV show on his laptop.

"They said you were hunters." Dean still looked pretty mad.

He had good reason to be.

"We are. And I think... I think I'm a prophet?" I looked over at Castiel who was still standing there with a bullet hole in his chest watching silently.

"That is correct." Cas said still frowning at me.

"I thought the show said Metatron... turned something off in heaven so there wouldn't be any more prophets?" I said.

"Someone must have reactivated it." Said Cas.

"Well I should get out of here as soon as possible." I said "unless you guys have more questions."

"Yeah we do actually."

"Ask away!" I said. It was really great that they didn't shoot me.

"How old are you?" Asked Sam. I honestly wasn't expecting that to be a question.

"I'm fifteen." I told him.

"How are you and them" Dean asked referring to my friends "hunters?"

"What all did they tell you while I was passed out on a table?" I asked.

"That you were hunters and we absolutely could not take you to a hospital. They said they would tell us more when you woke up. Including all of your names." Sam said.

Good.

"A demon killed all our families trying to get to me while we were at church." I answered calmly "and then I exorcized it using one of the exorcisms I'd seen you guys use in the show and then I decided to hunt it down. I told them to stay behind but my friends and my brother insisted on tagging along."

Silent.

"Can I leave now?"

"You have a broken leg." Said Sam.

"Well I'll deal with it unless you've got crutches" I replied.

"I could heal your leg." Cas offered.

Dude I just shot you!Course I didn't say that but still.

"You're still using borrowed grace. save your energy Cas," I told him "at least until you get your own grace back"

"You're not going to make it back to the car on that leg." Said Dean.

"I don't think I have to," I chuckled "guys come out I know you're back there"

And they walked back into the room from the other side of the wall.

"You never listen." I sighed.

They had, of course, been listening to everything.

"You could stay here until your leg gets better" Dean offered.

"No thank you." I said

"Why not?" Asked Sam.

Because I know what happened to the last prophet who stayed here.

"Maria you did mess up your leg pretty bad..." Said Ethan.

"We should leave." I said. "I'll be fine"

"Maria we can drive around the whole fucking country with your broken leg while the cops chase us or we can stay in the bunker with Sam and Dean Winchester." Said Marcey.

She has a point.

Shut up logic.

"You all want to stay?"I asked.

They nodded.

"Fine" I gave in.

A/N
Hey peoples!

Ok so I've been wanting to give you this for a while.

I had it written and everything.

I just needed to write that but about the werewolves for it to work.

Now Maria and her friends shall work with team free will.

So forgive me for that cliff hanger now.

I did think about making you wait about a week for this, but honestly I want to see your reactions so comment for me ok?

LURV CHU ALL!