Just one of those days- this one pop out of my head while on my way to Mt. Clemens. The minute I checked in I started writing. I hope you like it. Sage came from mixing Whistler and Faith together.

Disclaimer- if I don't own supernatural, then they can't read this and use it for an idea… So I do not own or claim to own Super Natural. Just Sage, which really I just mixed personalities from others so really do I get to claim Sage?

She stared in sheer horror, as the large semi trailer slammed into the side of the jet black Chevy Impala (sniff). Her own sea green Dodge squealing in protest to a halt. A large black Rot mix fell forward with a loud thud and a small yelp. Sage's eyes darted to the rear view mirror, Jeter was fine, and her attention went to the truck and car in front of her.

As they came to a stop, glass and steel were being torn and shattered. Sage moved her car over to the side of the road. She turned off the ignition to the car and eased herself out of the car. Opened the back door, out jumped Jeter. His head low, his fur rising up and a soft growl coming from deep in his throat. Sage sighed as she closed his door and walked to the back of the car.

" That is what I thought too, Jeter." She said to the dog.

She opened the trunk and pulled out a jet-black case, with a few ivory figures on it. Flipping threw her keys, she found the one she was looking for, placing it in the lock, and she turned the key. The lid popped open without a problem. Sage reached into the box and pulled out a very old looking shot gun. She checked it, to make sure it was loaded, then closed the box and trunk. She looked at her dog.

" Alright, lets go hunting and get this son of a bitch."

Jetter's little nub wagged as he went into hunt mode. Jeter trotted a few paces in front of his master, but on her left side. The dog slowed as if deciding on his next move. Sage was ten feet away from the wreck; she could tell the passengers were in a bad way. No one inside the car was moving. Well she'd make sure the were fine later. Her attention went back to the semi driver, who was getting out of the truck. Jeter's growl got louder.

The driver of the truck looked at the dog, he hadn't seen the woman yet. The driver flashed its eyes yellow, trying to persuade the animal to leave. The driver turned its attention back to the Impala. Sage watched the demon from her hiding spot. She knew it was a demon. There was no doubt in her mind that it was a demon. The way the trucker moved it was not in a flowing human manner, it looked very forced.

The demon walked over to the passenger side of the car; he smiled as he admired his handy work. The body in the back was very close to death; the older man was too. Satisfied with the out come, the demon walked over to the driver's side. That was when Jeter became very antsy, his growl became a bark a very furious bark. His front paws tapped the ground, his fur raised and his teeth bared. As the demon reached for the door, that's when Jeter charged him. The demon sidestepped with an unnatural quickness.

He turned to the woman walking towards him " If I were you little girl, I'd control your dog".

Sage smirked, her lips twitched into a full blow smile" And If I were you sir, I'd step away from that car door." The man flashed its demon eyes " You have no idea what you are dealing with darlin. I suggest you back off." he snarled.

Sage raised her hands in mock horror; she wiggled her leather jacket off. Revealing a multitude of tattoos, some tribal some were images of dragons and one symbol that made the demon recoil, making Sage smile.

" Awe, see something you didn't like mister?"

The Demon growled as he watched Sage take a small square box out of her pocket. Sage placed it on the ground, whispered a few words in Latin, raised the gun, and aimed it at him.

" Now, asshole, back the fuck away from the car!"

The demon watched her and the dog, he knew she couldn't hurt him. That was until she pulled the trigger. A pure silver bullet with word inscribed on it slammed into the demon's chest and he let out a earth-shattering bellow. The demon's soul was being ripped out of the truck driver's body. The bullet was small enough that it wouldn't harm the driver, although Sage was sure that the human body was destroyed by the crash.

The demon's soul floated out of the man's body, Sage bent down and opened the box, there was some noise and wind like always, the large orb moved towards the box. Once the demon was Sage picked up the small box and looked at it.

" That will have to do for now, until I find that spell." She placed the box in her pocket once more.

Jeter had been bouncing around obviously pleased with him, for a five year old dog, he never acted like it. He bounded over to his mater and wiggled from head to tail. Sage bent down to praise him and hug him.

A groan from the car got her attention. Sage stood up and went to the car. As she peered inside a gasp escaped her. The man in the back seat was covered in his own blood. Moving towards the passenger side of the car, she carefully opened the car door. Sage slid into the back seat, leaning forwards, she found pulses on the men in front. For the accident they were in, both had strong pulses. Sage turned her head to look at the third man next to her. She found herself looking at the muzzle of a gun. She slowly leaned back in the seat.

Dean was holding his gun pretty steady for someone who was as injured as he was. Sage took a deep breathe, as she turned his body to face Dean. "My name is Sage Ryans, I'm here to help you. I took care of the demon."

Dean lowered the gun a little, his body was in so much pain and the woman's voice was so soothing to him that, he let his hand drop. Sage pulled out her cell and dialed 911. After giving the 911 dispatch her information. She wanted to get them out of the car. She knew she shouldn't move them. But something in the back of her mind was telling her too.

Sage put an arm around Dean and pulled him towards her. Dean felt his broken and battered body being pulled towards the open door. He groaned as pain flooded his senses. He tried so hard not to let the darkness take him. Sage laid him on the cool grass. She gave him a soft smile as he grabbed her hand. She pried his hand off of hers " Jeter watch" she instructed the large dog. The dog sat next to Dean gave his face an occasional lick.

Sage opened the driver's door; Sam flopped into her arms. He moaned a little as well "Shh, its okay I'm here to help you." Sage whispered. She lay him next to Dean; she looked at Jeter who now lay between the two men.

Sage went back to the car, she wasn't sure how she would get the older man out of the car. After a few minutes of gently moving limbs and careful maneuvering, she managed to get John out of the car and she sat on the ground. Sage had John's head on her lap. She finally heard the sirens and saw the flashing lights. AS the vehicles got closer, Sage laid John's head on the ground and stood up. " Jeter" the dog raised his head and looked at her. " Come on Jeter, they will be fine". Sage coaxed the dog. The dog hesitated for a moment then stood up and followed his master to the car.

A police officer saw her and stopped her " s'cuse me are you the one who called in the accident?" " Yes, I found them in the car and I moved them, but I'm not sure what happened to the driver." the officer nodded and allowed her to leave, he stopped her once more to ask her about the car.

" I'll have Mike come pick it up." Again the officer nodded and let Sage leave.

Jeter was already sitting at the car door. " Ready to go home boy? Come on." She opened the door and he hopped in. Sage sat in her car until the tow trucks came to haul off the truck and car. She'd call Mike in the morning to see what the chances were the car could be fixed. Sage looked at the car clock, it read 2:30 AM. She started the car and headed towards her home, after she was sure the men would be fine.

I'll write more lately tonight… Don't think for one minute that the Demon is just going to be gone…