DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural. I only own the original characters that I have created!

My name is Evania ( Greek name meaning serene, peaceful) , and I'm currently listening to my ipod in the back seat of a 1967 Chevy Impala. My current song is Bat Country of Avenged Sevenfold, the song to which I am humming to peacefully while looking out of the window, when the chorus arrived I started singing bored of all the silence, apart from the cassette of Metallica that was being played and my humming:

-Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone).

Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction.

My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone).

No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention.

So sorry you're not here I've been sane too long my vision's so unclear.

Now take a trip with me but don't be surprised when things aren't what they seem.

Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't lose my will to stay.

These eyes won't see the same, after I flip today.

And whistling to Synester's solo I heard a background voice, so I looked at the rearview mirror and saw that the driver was screaming at me, so lazily I took one of my earphones out of my ear and heard what he was saying:

-WOULD YOU SHUT UP!!! I'M TRYING TO LISTEN TO GOOD MUSIC , NOT YOUR CRAP OF MUSIC!!!- he screamed, usually I got a lot of patience but with this man I couldn't muster any , however, what clicked my beast in me was the insult that he said to Avenged Sevenfold's music:

-CRAP??? CRAP, YOU SAY!!! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THEY SOUND LIKE AND YOU SAY CRAP!!! I'M NOT LETTING YOU SAY THAT THEIR MUSIC IS CRAP, WINCHESTER!!!- I screamed too

-I KNOW THEY ARE CRAP BECAUSE YOU LISTEN TO THEM AND BECAUSE WHENEVER YOU SING YOU MAKE THE SONG SOUND LIKE CRAP!- he continued yelling

-AS IF YOU WERE A GOOD SINGER!!-I exclaimed

-guys, why don't you stop arguing?- Sam tried to pacify us

-she started it!- the driver said childishly

-what are we back when we were 10, Winchester?- I said

-shut up, I'm not talking to you!- he spat

- but, you are talking about me, so I think that I can talk when I'm the one about whom you are talking!- I said in a calm tone

-ugh- he grunted and then continued driving

-what have I gotten myself into?- Sam sighed and said to himself

I got lost again in my music till I fall sleep. Suddenly I was woken up by a honk, so naturally, I got up quickly bumping my head on the car's roof, earning a laugh from a certain driver:

-really funny, Winchester!- I said while rubbing my sore head

-yes, it is!- he continued laughing

-Dean, stop it !- Sam said

- whatever, Sammy!- he said as he entered the hotel reception and started flirting with the receptionist- two rooms, please- he smirked, his famous smirk that got to the heart of any women, but not me, causing me to roll my eyes

-single or double bed?- she asked while twirling a lock of her hair and then she looked at me, making him look and me and then put a face of disgust on his face

-a room with two single bed and one without a bed- he said with disgust

-yeah, a double bed would be fine, thank you !- I said to the receptionist who tried to stifle her laugh

-whatever- Dean said

-ok, then a room with two beds and one with a double bed, right??- the receptionist asked

-yes- Sam answered

-here are the keys- she hanged our keys- are you going to pay together or separately

-separately- Dean said- come on pay your own room

-not that I wanted you to pay for me- I said while putting the exact money on the counter

-not that I was going to pay you anything!- he replied

- not that I was going to let you- I continued

-ok, guys you need to stop this- Sam advised us as we made our way to our rooms

-stop what, Sammy?

-first stop calling me Sammy!!- Sam started in an angry voice

-then don't let her call you Sammy either- Dena retorted

-you are like children- Sam sighed

-the only child here is your brother, that seems unbelievable for him to be the oldest of the three- I said while opening my door

-secondly- Sam continued as he dragged his brother into my room- you need to stop this constant arguing that you two have!

-I'm not the one starting them!- I said in my defence and then looked at Dean who had just laid down on my bed- hey, you get off my bed!

-why should I?- he smirked

-ok- I said in a calm voice- if you don't get off my bed by yourself, I think that I have to make you

-try it!- he challenged me as he positioned himself in a more comfortable position with his hands behind his head

-ok, you asked for it- as I got near him my left hand started glowing in a orange light and before I could strike him, Sam grabbed my hand and stopped me

- I don't think that you want to burn the room, Eve

-yeah- I let the glow from my hand disappear and Sam let go of my hand

-and Dean!- Sam continued

-yes?- Dean asked as he smirked at me

-stop messing with Eve, you know what she can do and that she would do it- Sam informed him, as I smirked when Dean gulped and got off my bed- see, this is what I'm talking about! Cant you two stay without arguing for five minutes, you two are constantly arguing and it's funny sometimes, but many other times is annoying

-sorry, Sam- I said apologetically

-I know, you are, but please stop this!- he begged

-ok, I'll try, but don't promise anything if your brother is the one who starts them- I said while taking some clothes from my bag

-me?- Dean asked as he made his way towards me

-see, Sam!! Who is the one who starts yelling?- I said without looking at them

-it was you who started everything- he said as he turned me around so that I was looking at him

-I was the one who said that will try not to argue with you- I said in a bored voice

-huh!- he scoffed and exited my room, leaving me alone because Sam left when we started arguing again.