Chapter 1:

~Impala~

"I need your help." Said Castiel, who had just appeared in the backseat of the 1967 Chevy Impala. Dean jerked the car to the left side of the empty highway in surprise. "Jesus Cas! Call before you do that." Dean chided.

"Apologies Dean"

"How did you even find us? Don't we still have that enochian shit on our rips?" Sam asked.

"You do, I asked Garth and he told me where you were."

"Dean, we should probably ditch these phones for new ones."

"Whatever, it's just Garth. You said you needed our help." Dean directed his question towards Cas. Cas nodded. "Do you need our help or do the dicks upstairs need our help?"

"Both."

"Then it depends. What do you need?"

"I need you to collect a prophet. " Sam and Dean looked at each other. Eyebrows raised Sam spoke, "Hold the phone, are you saying that Kevin is dead."

Castiel shook his head and said, "No, this specific prophet doesn't work like that, she's special. A type of prophet like her comes only once every century." Dean and Sam exchanged another look."You said collect not find, do you already know where she is?" Cas nodded," Then just go get her yourself. What do you need us for?" Dean said, confused.

"We cannot. This prophet is more powerful than the ones before her have been. She has amazing will power. And, to put the cherry on top of a metaphorical sundae she has already learned enochian. This combined with her unusual suspiciousness of angels we can't get within 50 meters of her with being sent back to heaven."

Dean chuckled quietly, "She has good taste in enemies."

"Why can't she just stay where she is, she seems capable of handling herself." Said Sam.

"I wish she could stay, but for some reason the prejudice she holds for angels does not extend towards demons or other supernatural creatures. Demons are closing in on her location, and since we cannot be near her we cannot protect her from them." Cas replied.

Sam and Dean had a moment of silence and looked at each other in agreement. Dean answered Cas, "Alright, we'll get her but not for you guys, for her." Cas smiled, "It is much appreciated."

Then, there nothing but silence and the soft sound of Led Zeppelin playing in the background. After a few seconds, Dean looked at Cas eyebrows raised and said, "We might need her information if going to get to her."

"Oh yes, her name is Alexandre Marie Turner. She lives in Eau Claire, Wisconsin. Her residence is 1528 Mayfield Ln. Her school is Grove Hill High school and she is 15 years-old. That should be enough information."

Sam nodded, "That sounds good. Hey, just out of curiosity what is so special about her?"

"She has amazing powers, far more than the people blessed with her gift in the past. She has seen more lives in a shorter period of time then seems to be possible. She has the most amazing will power any of the angels have ever seen. She actually doesn't know she's a prophet. She believes that the lives she has seen are television shows. She has created things with nothing but pure will power to make her believe that they just television shows."

Sam stared, mouth agape, at Castiel, "That's amazing,"

Dean shook his head at Sam, "You'll be able to stare in awe of her when we get there. For now close your mouth before a fly gets in there."

Cas looked at Dean with eyebrows crinkled, "Its statistically improbable that a fly would land in Sam's mouth."

Sam and Dean snorted simultaneously and Sam rolled his eyes.

~Grove Hill High School the following afternoon~

"Hey Alex…Alex? ALEX!" Alexandre Marie Turner's head shot straight up as her friend Raisa yelled at her. "What?" Alex said agitation in her voice. She looked at her friend, "Oh, just you… Why'd you wake me? I was having quite the pleasant dream."

Raisa rolled her eyes, "Idiot, its two minutes passed the end of math and you're still asleep." Alex looked at the clock, "Oh, cool how many periods are left anyway?"

"One, I have history and you have language arts… with Josh." Raisa winked wiggled her eyebrows.

Alex rolled her eyes. "God Raisa, how many times do I have to tell, I don't like him anymore."

Raisa puckered up her mouth into a fake pout,"But you barely like anyone ever, can't I just tease on this one for a little longer." Alex stifled a snort then let out a sigh, "Sure, do what you want."

-After School-

Alex turned the corner, leaving Raisa to get picked up as she walked home. She took out her iPod, like always, and turned it up until she heard practically nothing but the music. But, something was off, Alex felt like someone was watching her. She took out her headphones, stopped walking, and looked around. No one was around but she couldn't get rid of that feeling, that tingling on the back of her legs. She shivered, took a deep breath and continued to walk home.

-Impala-

Dean looked at a half asleep Sam and said, "Two hundred more miles, we're just a few miles outside of Eau Claire." Sam grunted and went back to sleep.