This idea came about after binge watching Supernatural and being a huge Vampire Diaries and The Originals fan. What if Rebekah Mikaelson's path crossed with Sam Winchester's? Sam Winchester travels to the city of New Orleans on a new lead on a case since he is a supernatural hunter. Can Rebekah Mikaelson an Original vampire fall in love with Sam Winchester a supernatural hunter? I would appreciate feedback please. I'm interested if I should continue this story depending on the feedback that I receive.

Chapter One

The Mysterious Stranger

Rebekah's POV

Rebekah Mikaelson was tired of being confined to her family's compound. The walls made her feel suffocated as if she couldn't breathe and they were closing in around her making her feel as if she was newly daggered laying inside of her coffin for who knows how long of a period of time before being able to be freed from her prison. She needed to get some air even if it was just for a little while. Slipping on her jacket and grabbing her purse while using her vampire power of super hearing to make sure that if any of her siblings were home that they would be happily occupied to realize that she was slipping out. In a quick motion she opened the front door before vamp speeding outside putting enough distance between herself and the house. She took out her cell phone as she changed the volume to vibrate. She didn't want her brothers especially Nik to try to locate his little sister. Her blonde hair blowing in the evening breeze as she reached the outskirts of city. She decided as she walked to head towards Rousseau's.

It hadn't been the same for her brother Nik since Cami had tragically passed away. The one time he had opened up his heart to let someone in and he was left with a broken heart. She knew what that feeling was like. She had ended her relationship with Marcel. It had been the hardest thing that she had to do. However as much as she loved him and he claimed to love her, Nik had been right once again. Right now she just wanted to forget about him. She passed by establishments some that were restaurants busy with customers others were clubs where music came streaming out onto the sidewalks. She arrived at Rousseau's pushing open the door before she set foot inside. Typical array of customers were inside yet heads always turned where ever she went. Her blue eyes scanned around before she noticed an empty space up at the bar. Her high heels echoing on the floor as she walked over to take a seat at the bar and order a much needed drink. She didn't have to get the bartender's attention as he walked over to take her drink order once she sat down upon the bar stool. "I will have a bourbon please." The bartender turned to get her drink.

That is when she heard the person next to her speak turning her head as her blue eyes made eye contact with his hazel ones. A soft smile upon her lips. She could tell that he was human yet there was something else about him. His brown hair definitely wasn't short by any means yet at the same time it wasn't a turn off. His smile actually made her immortal heart beat faster inside her chest. He had an affect on her but she did have her guard up since she had never seen him before. He must either be new in town or else passing through. She waited as he introduced himself. "It's nice to meet you Sam. I'm Rebekah." She purposely left out her last name for fear that he was there to bring herself and her family down. "How long have you been in town? Maybe if you'd like I could show you around since New Orleans is a fascinating city." She secretly wished for some one on one time with him if she could make sure that her siblings wouldn't find out especially Nik. However she placed those thoughts to the side and gives her full attention to Sam.

Somehow conversation seemed to flow as the night managed to slip away. It had been a very long while since she had stayed out for so long like this and she felt great. She didn't want the evening to end. Before she could pay her bar tab Sam paid it for her. Usually she would just use compulsion but she wanted to appear normal or as normal as possible. "Why thank you Sam. That was very kind of you." Before she could stand up off her bar stood he offered to walk her home. She smiled softly nodding her head. "I would like that Sam." Somehow she can only hope that no one will be awake waiting for her to return. Yet she couldn't say no to him. She got up off her bar stool before Sam did the same. She started to walk to the front door of Rousseau's as Sam walked with her. She paused at the front door while he opened it like a true gentleman should. "Thank you Sam." She then walks through the door out into the predawn hours.

Sam's POV

Sam Winchester had arrived in the city of New Orleans of all places. He was following a lead. He knew that the city is full of supernatural creatures. He always takes precaution. He figures the best place to start would be to head to a local establishment. Dean had messaged him that he was checking out some other places and that they would meet back at the hotel that they would be staying at. Sam began to head into the heart of the city. He couldn't help but notice people out and about walking to and from restaurants, music coming from clubs, various bars and stores of all kinds. He walked until he came to a local place called Rousseau's where he figured this would be a place that he could find out information yet keep what he was doing in the city a secret. As soon as he pushed open the front door and walked inside he couldn't help but take a quick look around knowing that he was most likely in the midst of various supernatural creatures.

He decides to walk up to the bar taking one of the empty bar stools to sit upon. The bartender came over to take his drink order knowing that he was new in town. "I will have a beer." He waited patiently while the bartender went to get him his beer before returning and setting the bottle of beer down on the bar top in front of him. "Thanks." Sam picks up the bottle opening the top before bringing the bottle to his lips taking a drink. He can't help but begin to feel that he just may not get any answers from anyone here. Just when he's lost in his own thoughts he can't helpl but turn his head when the front door opens and in walks a blonde haired blue eyed female.

His attention is now focused on her as his hazel eyes watch her take the only empty seat left at the bar next to him. He is drawn to her. He waits and watches as she gets the bartender's attention before her order is taken. It's then that his hazel eyes make eye contact with the mysterious female's blue ones. "Hi, my name is Sam. May I ask you your name?" He can't help but smile as he learns that her name is Rebekah. "You have a beautiful name." He liked when she would smile and he couldn't help but notice that she blushed a little bit. He wondered why she didn't share her last name but neither did he. After all it appeared as if she was smart as well as beautiful. "How did you know that I'm new in town? I just arrived along with my older brother. I would like that. It is obvious that you know about this city."

He didn't question her motives. He was cautious yet at the same time was glad that someone was talking to him. He was so focused on her that neither of them paid any attention to anyone else. It seemed as if fate brought them together. He listened to her as he also shared converstation as the time seemed to pass by all too quickly. He didn't want the night to end but he knew that he didn't want to let her walk home alone. It would give him some more time with her. "Let me pay for your drinks. It's the least that I can do." He took out his wallet and some cash handing it to the bartender. He waited for her to stand up before doing the same after she did. He walked with her to the front door before he pushed it open allowing her to walk outside into the predawn air before him. He tried to be a gentleman whenever possible.