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Things you find on the roadside.

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Such as?

A girl stabbed with a blade. I've been takin' care of her since while looking for my brothers.

Let me guess, are you a Winchester by any chance?

Y'know like the rifle?

Um...odd. Yeah. Michael Winchester.

Trust me I run into quite your lot.

I'm Rebecca.

Did the John guy just sort of spawn us all in a river than? His brow arched a bit.

Nice to meet you Rebecca.

Um I'm not exactly sure.tilts head to the side

I'm just your fellow hunter. I'm not a Winchester either.

He tilted his head to the side. Than what exactly?

I don't hunt. I just travel looking for Dean and Sam. I don't want to be a hunter.

You tell me. How should I know.

Sam and Dean Winchester, are your brothers.

Good lord, how many Winchester children..are there?

I dunno.

Yeah they are. And how the hell am I supposed to know?

So have you tracked down your brothers.

I'm goin' to change the subject..since this is kind of weird.

one shoe.

Always wondered why that was.

I always thought a shoe hanging from a telephone wire in the middle of no where was more mysterious.

Yeah, that is pretty weird.

Strangers, fiends, and heroes.

Small redheads that somewhat freak me out? His brow arched a tiny bit.

*Smirks* I do have that affect on people and I'm compact for your viewing pleasure.

Thank you, for your kindness... for taking care of me.
Don't know what I've done if you hadn't found me.

Besides rot.

Rolls his eyes a tiny bit. Well, that does make some sense.

It's no problem on my behalf. I was just trying to get my good karma for the year.

I try.

"For a year?" Phhftt... *Scoffs* I'm worth more than a stinkin' year of good karma, or a lucky cat, or a --what's it called-- a rabbit's foot!

I'm a house of mirrors repairing itself, and I'm in your debt.

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