*Ok, I am a huuuge 'Supernatural' fan and I adore this show, so I would never be so ignorant to claim any other characters for myself. It would be awesome if I could, but I'm not. So I don't own nor do I claim any but I do claim LaShanette fully and Melissa a little bit! ;-) So please enjoy and review! Oh! imagine this disclaimer on ever page! lol*

Demons and all sorts of supernatural beings was something Melissa never wanted apart of. Still, it was the life that she had and she was going to live it to the fullest. Her life consisted of working, hanging out with LaShanette, and oh yea, killing demons on the side. Now there were plenty of hunters in this world, amongst herself were the most famous, The Winchester Brothers. Sam and Dean would go down as some of the best hunters of their day. Melissa knew about them, but figured it was their job to travel the world and stop demons whereas it was hers to stay in town and take care of her own people. Little did she know, her job was soon going to branch out from her small town.

Today was the day that Melissa was going to meet someone extremely special. Walking into her home, Melissa looked at the mess that adorn the place. She killed demons for a living and was still able to keep a job and make ends meet. All she asked was that the house was clean when she finally made it home. Her family had no idea of her extra curricular activities. That shouldn't matter as she's the one who has the job and is bringing in the money. Melissa dreamed of leaving this place, but as long as demons threatened her town she didn't feel right leaving her family and "friends" behind.

"Come on." The frustration dripped from her words. Stepping over clothes, food and other things she didn't want to dream of, she finally made it inside the house. Looking for her two brothers, she never wanted to be the head of the family, but seeing as their parents died years back, she was the one in charge and she hated it. "Mike! John!" She called out knowing they were either sleep or not even around. "Guys! Are you here?" She called out again, knowing that if she hadn't heard anything that meant they weren't there. "Damn."

Sighing, she placed the bag of groceries in the fridge and began cleaning the mess made by her younger brothers. They didn't understand that she needed their help more than ever. Her brothers believed that their parents died of a heart attack but Melissa knew the truth. They were demon hunters and they got ambushed. Mel used to go out on jobs with them, and knew that with their death she would have to step up. But as she was born into this, she wasn't going to allow her brothers to join her. They would only get themselves killed. Still, she wanted a bit of respect from them, but doubted she would ever get it.

-Evening-

Placing the vacumm away, she finally finished cleaning the house, she moved to the kitchen starting food. She had to hurry as demons didn't wait for her to finish her chores before they started killing people. Placing plates for her brothers in the oven, she went to shower.

-Evening out on the Town-

"Come out, come out wherever you are." Melissa made herself right at home as she strolled around her town in a '68' Monte Carlo. It was the only thing her dad really cherished and she knew it did right by him and so it would do right by her. Before she could reach the end of town, her car stopped on the side of the road. "God, what now?" Exiting her car, two pistols by her side, she knew this car was in tip top shape and it only stopped for one reason. Getting ready for something, she heard some cackling behind her. "It's not polite to laugh behind someone's back." Smirking, she turned around and noticed five demons standing by her car. "Shit." She exclaimed.

Black eyes and all, the demons began their usual talk. Yapping on about how she's in the way, blah blah, how they're gonna kill her and have their pick of the town. "Ok, are we talking or are we fighting?" Melissa was beyond bored and she never cared for the talking. As all five rushed her, she wasn't sure how she was going to get out of this one. "God help me." She called out, before slicing the throat of one demon, killing him instantly. Pulling her gun out, it was kicked away before she could pull the trigger. "Oh damn!" She was hurled into the air but before she could hit the ground she was caught mid air by a handsome man in a trench coat.

"Thanks." She said, as the mysterious man was oddly in her face before planting her on the ground. "You are welcome." His stern face showed no emotion, as the demons charged the two. He grabbed a demon, rubbing his palm against its forehead, the demon screamed in agony before dying. "Whoa." Melissa exclaimed, as she stabbed the chest of two more demons. The last, not wanting to die, exited his vessel before the stranger could get to him. Looking around her, Melissa checked for anymore demons and to her surprise there were none. "Wow. Thanks. I thought I was done for." She brushed her clothes off, as the stranger just watched her.

"I'm Melissa by the way." She let a hand out, he just looked at her and then her hand before she placed it back to her side. "What's your name?" Moving to her car, he followed her. "Castiel." He answered her. "Ok, Castiel. What are you doing here?" Grabbing her gun off the ground, she tossed it on the passenger seat before looking back at him. "You asked for help. I was sent." He gave her a matter of fact look. "I asked for help. When did that happen?" She wasn't clear on what he was speaking of. "Before the fight. You asked God for help. He sent me." Smirking, Melissa knew this had to be a joke. "I was just speaking in general, I didn't think he was actually listening. You're joking right?" She laughed but Castiel didn't share her sense of humor.

"I don't joke. My name is Castiel, and I'm an angel of Lord. Sent down to help you." He finished, disappearing before she could even blink. Shaking her head, she wasn't sure on what to believe. Getting back in her car she headed home. She definitely needed a drink, and a good nights rest.