Author's Note: This is one of the few ideas that had recently popped into my head. I am posting it to see how it does, along with two other new ones, a total of 3 new Supernatural fics. Two of them are DeanOC's and the third is a SamOC. This is one of the DeanOC's…..Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1

Dean couldn't keep her off of his mind and he had no idea why. No girl has ever had this effect on him, Dean Winchester, but for some strange, odd reason she did. He just couldn't figure it out. She was definitely not his type at all.

She had brunette hair and green eyes. Her figure was curvy, not like the tiny little bodies he was used to looking at. She wore reading glasses when she needed to. Even though she had contacts, she wore her glasses most of the time. Her clothes were always matching her mood; grungy, baggy, tight, loose, etc... And her personality matched his to the exact point. She wasn't nice to him and she didn't flirt with him when they met. She barely even gave him a second glance. She was smart, like Sam. She went to Harvard, which should count for something.

Her name radiated off his tongue like the tiniest bell ringing all alone, Allison Rae Morgan, but everyone called her Allie or Al. A few people called her Allie-Rae and some called her 'Gator'. She had said it was a family nickname, 'Allie-Gator'. It had always stuck with her and she hated it, but Dean had made it a point to call her that.

They met in the most unexpected place doing the most unexpected thing. Allie's family had one thing in common with the Winchester's…they were all hunters of the Supernatural. Her and her two sisters grew up learning the same stuff that Sam and Dean had. Her sisters embraced it, while she fought it off. She wanted to be normal, whatever that meant.

When the accident happened a few weeks before her college graduation, she dropped off the face of the earth. Adrian (Addie) and Abigail (Abbie) picked her up from school and that was the last time any of her friends had seen her. Addie and Abbie were Allie's sisters. Addie, 25, was two years older and Abbie, 21, was two years younger (Allie was 23).

They were in Detroit, Michigan working a 'job', as they called them, it was better than the truth, sitting in a diner going over the information. Allie had a better idea of what was going on then her sister's did, but only because she 'cheated' as they would say. She was a psychic, although the visions started just a few months ago and they hurt like a bitch.

The waitress walked down the counter and stood opposite the girls. She had blonde hair that was showing more grey in it everyday, the deepest blue eyes, and her skin was more fair than it was pale. She was a woman that looked to be in her late 50's or so and her name was Chrissy.

"You girls look like you could use a pick me up," she said. Allie had a smirk on her face, while the other two girls giggled a bit. Right about that time the bell rang, signaling that someone was entering or exiting. Allie didn't look up from her computer or her notes. She kept jotting down random things that she thought might be able to help them on their little mission. Chrissy walked away to go take the orders of whomever just walked into the diner.

"Anything yet?" asked the oldest of the three, Addie. Her red hair was flowing out of its ponytail and her brown eyes were piercing Allie. Abbie had blonde hair falling loosely over her shoulders and it landed just above them, and eyes as blue as the ocean.

"I'm working on it," said Allie looking over at her sisters. Chrissy walked back over and poured more coffee into the girls' cups.

"Well, if you gals are still looking for that pick me up, two major cuties just walked in." The three girls couldn't stop themselves from laughing.

"Chris, you're old enough to be our mom," started Abbie.

"Or our grandmother," said Addie.

"The point is….don't ever say major cuties to us again because with our luck we will look over and they will look like Jim," said Allie. Jim was Chrissy's husband who worked as a cook in the back. He was a balding man with a pot-belly and he wasn't very tall either.

"Suit yourself, but they are gorgeous," she said walking away. Out of curiosity, Allie glanced over and realized that for once Chrissy's choice in men wasn't that bad.

The one that she could see looked to be the taller of the two, but they were sitting down. He had shaggy brown hair and strong facial features. The other one had his back to her, so all she could see was his blonde hair. He turned around for the slightest of moments and her breath caught in her throat. He had gorgeous hazel eyes and he was very handsome. She could also tell that he was the older of the two.

"Allie, did you hear me?" asked Abbie. Allie turned around real fast and almost gave herself whiplash.

"Huh? Sorry….I was busy," said Allie.

"I said we are going to go to the forest or whatever and see what we can find. You coming?"

"Yeah, I have to or else you'll get yourselves killed," she said laughing. They paid their bill, left the diner, and headed towards the edge of town.