Summary: Following Lucifer's ascent from Hell, the Winchesters and Castiel come across a young blind woman who happens to be the most powerful of the human prophets. Lucifer hatches another plan, while Dean falls in love. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Layla Peace.

A/N: This is a whole new take on an OC for me, and I have to thank WinchesterGirl5525 for her help with the title. I struggled like Hell with it.

Hope you enjoy! It will follow Season 5.

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Love is Blind, But The Devil is Forever

Chapter One

Sam and Dean's lives had become a twisted, sordid game for other people to play around with, but now their bond had been fractured. Sam's abuse of demon blood and his betrayal to Dean with the demon Ruby had now made a small crack in their brotherly bond which had been so strong for as long as they could remember.

Dean was standing there, telling Sam a few home truths after they'd visited Bobby in hospital, who was now paralysed in a wheelchair. Things were getting worse. At least Castiel was alive again and that was a blessing to all. He'd even branded the brothers with sigils to keep the angels away.

"I just...I don't think we can ever be what we were, y'know?" Dean said to Sam, the younger Winchester nodding at the words, since he'd expected this for a long time, "I just don't think I can trust you."

Sam snapped his head up and looked at his brother who shook his head to walk away, only for a woman's scream to cut through the night air. Both brothers loaded their guns and ran to the alleyway next to the hospital, only to see a young woman grasping out at nothing as two men with black eyes disappeared. She continued to sob, eyes wide as she fumbled around on the ground for something Sam and Dean saw plainly. It was a stick, and it looked like a cane that was used by those who are visually impaired, and it struck them as she reached out and stared while panicking and fumbling across the wet floor.

She was blind.

As if demons had attacked a blind girl. How much lower could they go? She looked incredibly young and that worried both boys. If she was a teenager, she shouldn't be out here alone at this time of night. She had big blue eyes, dark brown shoulder-length curls, and full lips. Her noise was small and straight with a pointed tip, fingers slender and figure slim. She reached again, about to get on her hands and knees when Dean took a step towards her.

Upon feeling the vibration and hearing him, the girl screamed again and started to cry, the sounds making the brothers' stomachs twist horribly.

"Don't hurt me! Please!" She cried, "I don't know anything! I-I have money, if that's what you want, just please don't hurt me!"

"Hey, hey, take it easy..." Dean said quietly, Sam going and getting the stick for her while Dean approached her and crouched down beside her, "My name's Dean, I'm with my brother, Sam. What's your name, honey?"

"L-Layla..." She replied, "You're Dean Winchester..."

She sniffled and reached out for him, her fingers finding his shirt as she gripped it in her small, dainty hand.

"A-and Sam! You're Sam! I-I've seen you..." She said, "I-in my head...V-Visions, I-I have visions."

Sam and Dean watched in amazement, Sam taking her hand and placing the stick in it gently, both going to help her to her feet.

"I-I'm Layla Peace." She said, standing with their help and brushing herself down.

"Um...Layla?" Sam said softly, taking in how beautiful the girl's eyes were, "Are you a prophet?"

"I just have visions, I..."

"Yeah, I think you might be a prophet, sweetie." Dean said quietly, "Those men who attacked you..."

"They reeked of...of sin and evil...they seemed almost..." She paused and took a deep breath, "Demonic."

"They were really demons, Layla." Sam told her, feeling her pull away from him as she did Dean before she went to push herself against the other wall.

"You're crazy!" She cried, "L-Leave me alone! I have an alarm that goes straight to the cops!"

"No! No, Layla, please listen to us!" Sam said, trying to soothe her, "We're not crazy, and we're not trying to hurt you, okay? We want to help you, you know who we are!"

Layla listened to his words, taking in the sense of them. She had a headache, her throat hurt and her face was sticky with the drying of her tears. It had been a horribly long, tiring day and she was filthy now, and surely bruised after that assault. She was so frightened that she was shaking really badly, and Dean and Sam wondered if she might go into shock.

"We just want to protect you." The younger Winchester said much more softly, "You're not safe where you are, okay? We...We may need to take you with us."

Dean looked to Sam as if he was nuts. They couldn't possibly take her with them. She'd be a kind of liability, as horrible as that sounded, and they couldn't keep her safe no matter how they tried.

"Take me where?" She asked, "Please, I just want to go home! I need my home!"

She started to cry again and both boys knew how horrible that night must have been for her. Sam looked to Dean with near puppy eyes and nodded, the older Winchester realising that maybe they should take her back home, talk to her for a while and get to know her a bit more, and then maybe consult Castiel.

"Do you have any way to get home?" Sam asked, Layla shaking her head, listening out and feeling for any sign of where she was.

"Am I at the hospital?" She asked, Dean nodding and remembering that the poor girl couldn't see.

"Yeah." He said softly, "We've got a car...Do you want us to take you home? Maybe we can talk about things there."

Layla tapped her way towards them with her stick and reached straight for Dean who took her hand gently.

"Please...Please just get me home."

She let him lead her tired form out of the alley and into his car, he and Sam climbing in the front and listening to her directions to her apartment.

"I've been blind since I was seven." Layla explained, thanking Sam as he passed her a coffee.

She was clearly in no fit state to handle that kettle so Sam had offered to make them. He didn't want to offend her, but she was thankful for his help.

"I was in a car accident." She said, "I hit my head and it blinded me...almost instantly. My parents died, and I had my Aunt Maureen to look after me, but she died a few months ago. The coroner said it was a heart attack."

She began to get upset again and she put her cup down, taking the cross that rested around her neck and holding it tightly in her hand.

"I've prayed every day for my sight back, for some healing from God." She said tearfully, "But...But he isn't answering my prayers. I feel so isolated...and...so...frightened. Now my whole family is gone...and I'm alone in the world. My friends don't speak to me as often as they used to...and..."

"Layla, you don't have to be alone." Sam said softly, "We can take you with us and look after you."

"I...I'm sorry." She said, "I can't...I'm...I'm so used to everything here, I can't just leave it! I have a job, I...I have a life here."

"Listen...we're gonna be in town for a while, okay?" Dean said quietly, "We're at a motel...It's not far from here, I can give my number..."

Layla thought and nodded, opening her cell phone and finding the contacts menu without any trouble and typing Dean's name in. He told her the number and she typed it in with ease, setting him to number seven on her speed dial before thanking him and taking a sip of coffee.

The Winchesters left Layla a half hour later, leaving her to get some rest while they called Castiel.

-TBC-

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