Hi guys!

So, lately I've thought a lot about writing a Dealena Fanfic. I was busy reading fictions and the idea just popped into my mind, and a few minutes later I was writing the main plot of that Fanfiction. The idea is fresh in my mind and I have a looooooot of ideas to add to the plot. I'm kind of excited to write that fanfic because I ship Dean and Elena just SO badly. I mean they're like perfect for each others (in my opinion anyway, though you won't be reading this if you didn't like the idea of them being together as well ;) !).

Anyway I have a few things to tell before you start reading.

1. The title of the Fanfiction is the title of a song by Arctic Monkeys. I love that song and I think it TOTALLY fits the Fanfiction and the Dealena pairing. I suggest you to listen to it before you get started because it's an awesome song! :)

2. I changed the TVD Plot a bit so it is more interesting for the story and easier as well. I'll leave some hints throughout the fanfiction, but you first have to know that Elena is NOT a vampire. Sorry for those who are disappointed but Dean and Sam would be willing to kill her instead of... other things...
Also, I have decided to age up Elena a little bit. I felt uncomfortable writing two characters with an enormous age gap. So now, Elena's 20 years old and Dean's 30 years old.

3. The Fanfic is settled after the S3 of TVD (Elena is not a vamp) and during the S4 of the SPN universe. The fanfic will be written like Supernatural, kind of : One case per chapter. I'm not sure about that yet.

4. I am afraid this fanfiction is not going to follow the plots of TVD and SPN. I want my fanfiction to be unique so it will be a 'free-falling' fanfiction.. I basically just took the characters and their back stories, some iconic places, I changed some details of their storylines and that's it.

5. I had to kill off some TVD characters (actually two, plus one who is not himself anymore), sorry but I felt it was necessary. Don't hate me please? *pout*

6. This episode is a big short and boring, but I need to settle the story. Sorry again!

7. ENJOY!

Disclaimer : I do not own The Vampire Diaries, nor Supernatural. It I did there would already have crossovers between them.

Sacramento, California

Elena Gilbert didn't hear anything but her heart hitting her rib cage so hard that she felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. Her legs were aching, her lungs felt as if she was breathing acid, but she didn't stop. She had to stop it. She ran straight into the alley the creature ran into, not hesitating whether to be discreet or not. It knew she was following it, anyway.

Pulling out her silver machete out of her inner pocket, she tested it on the tip of her finger and felt the tip of the large knife pierce her skin before grinning proudly to herself. Slowly, she walked along the dark alley, her eyes trying to see through the darkness.

"Come on, little vampire... you scared of me?" Elena teased it.

Unhesitantly, the Brunette grabbed the blade of the machete into her palm and, with a slight pain she pulled the machete out of her hand, cutting her palm open. She could even smell her own blood leaking down from her hand, so she was sure it smelled it too.

Suddenly, Elena heard a loud growl coming from her right side, and before she knew it she was slammed into a container, her lower back now aching as the handle of the container dug into her flesh. The Brunette let out a muffled groan of pain but the second after she already had forgotten it.

Quickly, she tried to pull her bloody hand away to not tease the creature's appetite even more, but the creature was stronger than her. Taking her hand, the vampire laughed, showing his sharp and ugly teeth. Within a split second, the vampire had Elena pinned down on the ground, one of his hands locking both of her wrists below her head. Fortunately the machete landed only one meter away from her head.

Elena's eyes widened when she realized she was stuck there, and she reached the top of her angst when she saw the vampire bite its wrist. The Brunette was not ready yet to let a random vampire turn her. No way.

As she smirked up at the vampire, she kneeled him in its manhood, making it grunt in pain. Taking advantage of the situation, she flipped herself on top of the vampire and started punching it, not caring about the throbbing pain that started appearing in her knuckles. After a while, she bent over to grab the machete and without hesitating, she held the blade against the vampire's throat, and pushed. It was harder than she expected. Usually she would just chop the vampire's head off while he was standing, and her arm would just fly around before the machete cut off the vampire's head. But right now, she had to push the blade right through the vampire's throat, without impulse to help her.

The vampire was screaming in pain, but she didn't care. She was focused on beheading this creature who killed 10 women in not even a week. While she was concentrated on that, the vampire tried to strangle her, but she knew it was too weak by now. She was almost done when the creature grabbed her necklace and yanked it off of her, then threw it away.

Her mother's necklace.

For the first time in a long while, Elena felt angry, but not usual-angry. She felt angry because a random person, a vampire, a bloodsucker, took something from her and broke it. Elena let out a guttural scream and pushed as hard as she could on the machete, and when she heard it hit the ground she knew that the vampire was finally dead.

Elena stood up, and quickly, she wiped the machete on her sleeve, leaving a blood trail of blood there. But she didn't care. Quickly, she opened the container and threw the vampire's body in there, before pouring gasoline over the body and setting it in fire.

She didn't care about the horrible smell of the flesh burning into ashes, she didn't care if someone caught her burning a body she previously decapitated... She only cared about the necklace she had lost. Quickly, she pulled her torch out of her pocket and began searching her necklace on the ground. It was so dirty that she could barely see anything. No, no, no, no... Elena thought, horrified by what was happening to her. She couldn't just lose her mother's necklace like this, not because of a vampire. They've done enough to ruin her life.

After thirty minutes of searching, Elena gave up. As she stood up, she clenched her teeth hard until it hurt, holding back the tears that threatened to fall down her cheeks. She didn't allow herself to cry. Crying doesn't solve anything, crying only makes it worse. The brunette put her machete back into the inner pocket of her jacket, and left without a word, without glancing back at the burning body inside of the container.

When she was Elena, the loss of the necklace would have broken her heart. She would wait there until the sun was up and keep searching for days if it was needed. But now she was not Elena anymore. Not the Elena she was before anyway. She hasn't cried since two years. She hasn't smiled since two years. She didn't care about it. She was a Hunter, not a high school girl, nor a woman, nor a Doppelgänger, nor a sister, nor a daughter, nor a friend, nor the Mystic Falls Elena.

She was the Elena who would cross the country to hunt down a vampire or a werewolf, she was the Elena who would give her life to try to stop a Vampire from hurting someone, she was the Elena who despised Vampires more than herself.

Sacramento, California

"Dean, you okay?" Sam Winchester asked his brother, an eyebrow cocked. "I mean, crossing the whole country for a vampire case..." Sam's voice trailed off as Dean sighed.

"Okay, look, I know you won't understand but..." Dean started.

"Don't." Sam corriged.

"Whatever." the older brother brushed it off. "I know you... don't understand why we need to go there but I am asking you to trust me. Do you trust me?" Dean asked, looking at Sam with a hesitant look.

"I do." Sam sighed. "But I don't understand how you can be so sure about it."

"I had a dream." Dean shrugged.

As he ran his hand through his short brown hair when he heard Sam laugh out loud.

"Tell me about it, Martin." Sam scoffed, referring to the famous sentence from Martin Luther King.

"That's not funny." Dean snapped quite angrily.

the older Winchester sighed and rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index. He was getting more tired, but he somehow knew they had to reach Sacramento before the end of the day.

"I had a kind of vision, Sam. I don't know that's possible but it felt so real that... I need to be sure it's not a sign or something." Dean explained to his brother, while Sammy looked a bit surprised by the seriousness of his brother's saying.

"Well, alright then, if you are persuaded it's not only a simple dream," Sam nodded. "then I'm with you." He added, smiling faintly at his brother.

"Mind telling me what you saw in that dream?"

Dean glared at his brother for a while. Should he tell him what he really saw? Sammy would really think he has a problem.

"Dean? Sam called out, snapping Dean out of his thoughts.

"Hm? Ah, yes. The Dream." Dean remembered gruffly.

"Yes." Sam encouraged him.

As Dean's hand clenched around the steering wheel, he launched into an explanation of his last dream.

"There was a girl who was running after something, probably a Vampire, and at some point they arrived in an alley. It was in a dark alley at the outskirt of Sacramento. There was a fight between a vampire and a quite gorgeous girl, you know, nice legs, nice curves, and all. She was a Hunter, and by the way her body was moving, with elegance and..." Dean's lips started to curl at the corners of his mouth.

"Dean." Sam rolled his eyes. "The dream." He reminded him before ignoring an annoyed growl coming from his brother.

"Yes." He paused. "So the Girl was a Hunter, and she killed the vampire, thrown the body in a container and set it on fire, but then she stayed and for a long while she was searching something on the floor... I don't know what it was but it was really important to her, I could feel it." Dean frowned lightly.

"So.. we're crossing the country to find something and give it back to someone that we don't know?" the younger Brother asked, running a hand through his mid-long hair. He was a bit annoyed but he told his brother he was with him on that one. "Do you know what she looks like?" He asked, then. "

"I didn't see her face..." Dean could hear his brother sigh. "But," he paused. "I saw the registration plate of her car."

"Please tell me you remember it." Sam pleaded dramatically.

"TX09PML." Dean spelled it out proudly.

"Okay, okay, great job Dean." His little brother chuckled at Dean's expression, and patted his head, only to receive an annoyed growl from his brother.

Elena took a deep breath, and switched the lights off. She rolled over and tried to find a good position to sleep, and God, she knew how hard it was to sleep in Motels. But she eventually got used to it, and she figured out she didn't need to sleep a lot anyway.

She didn't want to sleep.

Every night, she would dream of what happened, she would hear the words of the doctors, over and over again.

"I am sorry for breaking such bad news to you, Mrs. Gilbert, but your brother is in a really bad state, and he fell into coma about an hour ago." A Doctor named Dr. Stevenson told the Brunette, who looked devastated.

"He fell into coma? What? No, he is going to be fine. You can heal him, right? Tell me you can heal him." Elena quickly said, twirling a strand of hair around her fingers nervously.

"We do not know yet, Mrs. Gilbert. All we can do for him is wait, hope and pray." The tall Doctor said, giving Elena a warm and comforting smile. "The Chapel is on the 1st floor, if you wish to pray for him."

Elena nodded and turned, trying to tidy her thoughts.

But she couldn't. Her Brother got almost killed tonight and all she could do was Hope and pray? Bullshit! She had to think of a way to save him. She wanted to ask Damon to give him human blood, but just a few days before he made her promise on the Memory of their Parents that she would never, ever, heal him by giving him blood.

She was so stupid to accept this. Damon's blood would have healed him just fine.

Elena opened her eyes suddenly, and held her breath. Someone was inside of her motel room. Discreetly, she slid her hands under the mattress and searched for her pocket knife. She breathed out quietly when she finally felt the cool iron against her palm.

She waited, and after a moment all she could hear was the wind blowing outside. She sighed in relief and sat up, rubbing her forehead dubiously. Since a few weeks, she felt like she was going crazy. Everytime she was alone she would feel a presence, something stalking her, or watching over her. She was starting to feel insane.

Another sound. And this one wasn't her imagination. Elena squeezed the knife harder, and nervosity started to raise inside of her. She was not dreaming this time, she did hear a sound.

In a split second, someone was standing next to her bed, a tall man with a beige trench coat and a dark blue tie. Elena couldn't see his face in the darkness but somehow she didn't feel threatened by the stranger.

"Who are you?" Elena stammered out, holding the knife out with a trembling hand.

"You are the Guardian, Elena." The man said almost in a whisper.

"Answer my question." The Brunette said, her voice sounding harsh, but she didn't care.

"You will figure out soon enough." The mysterious man in trench coat said, before disappearing in a sound that seemed like a flutter of wings.

Elena looked around, her eyes wide in shock. Who was this man, what was he, and the most important, what did he mean?

Dean rubbed his eyes and took a sip from his cup of coffee, trying to get rid of the sleepiness that was trying to close his eyes. It was 10am but they didn't take turns at driving during the whole night.

"Want me to drive?" Sam volunteered, even though he felt as tired as his brother.

"Nah, we'll reach the motel in a few minutes by now, I can keep my eyes open 'til we find a motel roo-..." Dean stopped talking as his eyes followed an empty street on his right.

"Hm?" Sam said, holding back a yawn.

"That's where she was." Dean said and parked the Impala on the sidewalk, then hurried out of the his car towards the alley.

"Hey, wait up!" Sam yelled, almost running after him.

When the younger brother finally arrived in the Alley, Dean was opening a huge container, a frown stuck on his face. As he opened the top of the big metal box, he instantly closed it and looked up at the sky, taking a deep breath.

"Dude, I've never thought a roasted Vampire would stink like that." Dean said, and took another deep breath to get rid of the horrible smell.

"So, your dream was true?" Sam widened his eyes in surprise.

"Guess so." Dean muttered, not really sounding thrilled by the idea of having visions.

The two boys got interrupted by a flutter of wings behind them. They both turned and took a defensive posture, but they relaxed when they recognized the Angel and his beige trench coat.

"Jesus Christ!" Dean cursed, holding a hand on his chest.

"No, Castiel." The Angel replied, sounding truly lost by Dean's response.

Usually, Dean would keep joking with Castiel but today he was not in a mood for this. He has driven all night long to find a Girl, and she was obviously gone since a while now.

"This is not what I meant." The older Winchester rolled his eyes, being a little on edge because of the lack of sleep.

"I am sorry." Castiel replied truthfully.

"We tried to call you yesterday, Cas." Dean brushed it off, getting serious again.

"What is the matter?" The Angel asked, tilting his head to the side.

"Dean is having visions of a Hunter, a girl, and we don't know what it means." Sam spoke up, probably sensing that Dean was pissed enough.

"I was in her bedroom last night." Castiel simply replied.

"Woah there, the Angel is having some fun?" Dean teased the celestial being, obviously joking around.

Sam rolled his eyes at his brother's behavior. Whenever they were in a serious situation he would always try to joke.

"If you want to catch her before you lose her, I suggest you to go now." Castiel told the two brothers, ignoring Dean's comment.

"We don't even know who she is." Dean rolled his eyes, and yawned once again.

"She is your Guardian." Castiel said.

The two Winchester brothers stared at the Angel, eyes widen and jaws dropped. Why would they have a Guardian, and why now? They have always been fine without any help and now, the people upstairs would send them a Guardian, a girl, to help them? This made no sense.

Dean chuckled and shook his head in disbelief.

"This is bullcrap, you know." He said.

"We don't even know what she looks like. How are we supposed to find her?" Sam explained to Castiel.

"You're not buying this, are you, Sammy?' Dean widened his eyes at his brother.

How could Sam believe something like that? He knew that they were alone, and that they were strong enough to survive without a Guardian.

"She hunts mostly vampires." The Angel remarked, looking between the two men. "Find the closest vampire case and you will find her." He added before disappearing in a flutter of wings.

"Wait..." Dean started, but growled when the Angel disappeared.

"He is getting on my nerves." Dean stated, before turning to inspect the alley.

"Dean, we should check if Cas is right." Sam said after a long moment.

The older brother looked at Sam with an exasperated look, but he didn't seem to disagree though.

"Come on, it's worth a try." Sam said, hopeful. "Maybe he isn't wrong, you know. Maybe someone finally decided to give us a bit of help?" He added.

"Sammy, what about the other hunts?" Dean asked, trying to prove his brother was wrong.

"Everything is calm these days, we won't stop hunting. Plus, we can just go hunt that vampire while looking for that girl." the young man offered.

The two brothers glanced at each others for a while. Should they trust Castiel? Should they trust this possible Guardian? Should they trust each others?

"Fine." Dean gave up, and shot a cold glare at his brother, who was smiling proudly because he made his point.

Remembering that the mysterious Girl had lost something during the fight with the Vampire, Dean turned and started searching for something, anything, that could have any value for someone. The ground was really dirty, and Dean instantly knew that the Girl couldn't find something in that mess and this darkness. When he pushed a piece of cardboard out of his way, something started to shine on the ground. As Dean crouched down on the ground to pick the shining object up, he noticed that it was a necklace.

The necklace was ancient, but very beautiful. There was a silver oval pendant, with diamonds (which were probably real diamonds) incrusted here and there. Dean noticed that the pendant could be opened, and as he did so, he read out the little text.

"'Love is the Bridge between two Hearts.' To Miranda, from Grayson.'" Dean read, then glanced up at his brother.

Dean glanced at the necklace. When he found something that looked costly, he usually would sell it to get cash in exchange, but he somehow knew that this necklace was important to the girl.

"What's that?" Sam asked, stepping closer to take a look at the necklace.

"I think that's what our Girl was looking for after the fight, I found it under a piece of cardboard." Dean explained. "Maybe our girl is called Miranda." He shrugged a shoulder.

"Yeah, um." Sam frowned, and watched as Dean pocketed the necklace. "So, where are we going now?" He added.

"Motel. I need a bed before I pass out in that container." Dean said, wrinkling his nose as he glanced at the container.

When Elena woke up, every part of her body was aching. She had spent the entire night shifting positions, rolling over, and thinking about the person she met yesterday.

Maybe it was just a dream, after all? Maybe that she was finally becoming crazy, and that she needed to give herself a break?

Elena chuckled to herself and got out of bed.

There was no break for Elena Gilbert.

When she got out of bed, the Brunette first attached her hair, then got dressed with yesterday's clothes. Elena didn't pay attention much to her appearance anymore. She would never forget to attach her hair, whether in a ponytail or thrown up into a bun, because letting her hair unattached reminded her too much of her old life. It was a simple detail but for her it was like a victory over her old self.

When she took her coat to go outside to go get some coffee, she was surprised to see a piece of paper fall out of her pocket. She slowly unfolded it and as she read the few words on the paper :

Aspen, Colorado

Vampire Nest

Very Important

C.

She couldn't believe what was happening to her. She was a hundred percent sure that this mysterious 'C.' was the man from last night. No doubts.

Some of the Old Elena's traits didn't change and stuck with the New Elena, such as curiosity. Of course, The Brunette took this message as an invitation.

A few hours later, Elena was behind the steering wheel of her pitch black Peugeot 508 SW, ready for a long road trip to Colorado.

Sam was sitting at the coffee table near the window, a cup of hot and steaming Starbucks coffee in his left hand. Unlike his older brother, he didn't waste time to make some research about the closest vampire case he could find. As he ran a hand through his hair, his eyes found a police report that could interest them... and the mysterious Guardian girl.

"Dean, I think I found something." Sam said, not taking his eyes off the report. "Dean!" He called again.

"Lemme sleep." Dean replied gruffly. He was not in the mood to do anything, apparently.

"I found a vampire case that could interest us and the girl." Sam insisted.

"Not in the mood for a Guardian Hunt. We don't need that chick to do our job." Dean sat up, his hair messy and his face not cheery at all.

"Come on, you found her necklace! You don't wanna give it back to her?" The younger brother asked, gesturing to the necklace on the coffee table.

As Dean stood up and walked towards his brother, Sam knew he gave the right reason. The elder Winchester sat down on front of Sam and took the necklace, playing carefully with the pendant.

"Tell me about the case."

"Aspen, Colorado. Since a couple of months, a dozen of bodies were found, drained of blood until there is not a single drop left. The people all had one similar thing: they all disappeared at night, on their way home. There is no doubts, it's a Vampire." Sam explained, before closing the internet tab. His brother nodded, agreeing to the statement of Sam.

"Good. We going tomorrow?" Dean asked, looking up at his younger brother.

"Cas said we need to find her asap. We should go now." Sam said, chuckling a little.

"Girl can wait until tomorrow." Dean rolled his eyes.

"No, not really. This case is kinda easy to solve, so if we go tomorrow, knowing that she is already there probably, she is one step ahead and we will miss her again." Sam explained.

"Right." Dean admitted. "But before we go, we should try to learn more about her." He lifted the necklace. "Try the names Grayson and Miranda, see what happens."

Sam nodded, and started working on it. It was going to be hard without the family names but he could at least try searching.

"Dude, that's almost impossi-" Sam stopped talking and read the screen quickly, then turned the laptop so his brother can see. "They're pretty known in Virginia."

"Grayson and Miranda Gilbert, members of the Founding Family of a town called Mystic Falls in Virginia, and both members of the town council. They have two children, Elena Gilbert and Jeremy Gilbert... Maybe the daughter is our Guardian girl.." Dean looked at his brother with an eyebrow raised. "So what, she's a Daddy's girl and she was the Prom Queen? Impressive."

"Keep reading." Sam rolled his eyes, tired of his brother's behavior.

Dean sighed heavily and looked back at the screen for a few minutes, when a reaction finally showed on his face.

"The parents of our Prom Queen died in a car accident a few years ago, Jenna Sommers and John Gilbert, aunt and uncle, died a while ago, and her brother Jeremy is in a coma since two years now. Well, it sounds like our girl didn't have the perfect life I thought she had..." Dean furrowed his brows and closed the tab, feeling quite uncomfortable.

The elder brother shifted in his seat. He felt apologetic for Elena, because he knew how it did to lose people you care for, and because he judged her when he didn't know her. As he looked at the necklace on the coffee table, he couldn't imagine the anger she felt when this vampire took it from her. It was a family necklace, and Dean was determined to give it back to her.

"Alright, pack your stuff Sammy, we're going in ten minutes."

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Here is the first chapter of his fanfic!

Before I start writing the 2nd chapter, I would like to know how many people are reading my fic. Please FAVOURITE/FOLLOW, and REVIEW if you have questions or observations!

Love you all! xx