Disclaimer: I don't own either of the respective series in this story.

Author's note: I know. I know. Another story. But this idea had been bugging me since I thought of it. So I figured why not try this out. Also, if you've read any of my stories, then you guys know that this is going to be a HUGE canon change to one of the series that's being used for this story. Three guesses which show is getting changed. Anyway, I will continue to develop my other stories until I get to some proper conclusions. On that note, here is the first chapter to another crossover. Read, enjoy, and review if you have any thoughts to share.

St. Mary's Convent

Ilchester, Maryland

Late May, 2009

Sam Winchester looked at the blonde woman in the white gown as she stared smugly at him, while she laid against the alter. The woman in question was actually possessed by a powerful demon said to be the very first of her kind. Sam could feel the demon's blood raging, pushing him to lash out and seek revenge for everything that Lilith did. She had his older brother, Dean, killed by a hellhound in front of his eyes, leading to his damnation because of a deal and torture by Alastor. Lilith was on the verge of breaking the final seal to release the being responsible for what she was now.

Behind Sam stood a dark-haired woman possessed by a demon who went by the name Ruby. Over the last year, the former witch had done her best to train Sam in how to use his psychic powers, thanks to the demon blood that was fed to him by Azazel (also known to the Winchesters as Yellow-Eyes). She smiled just as smugly as the older demon as the thing they had been training for had finally come full circle. Ruby thought back to everything that made Sam the way he is now, including the...benefits that went with molding him.

Before anything else could happen, Ruby heard another male's voice call out. "Sam!"

Ruby turned with her smile still in place and used her telekinesis to slam the door. Sam's hard expression softened to shock and surprise as he turned to see the door close on his older brother. The next moment was filled with the sounds of Dean slamming something against the door of the sanctuary. Sam looked down to see the shorter woman shouting at him to hurry up and finish the job.

Outside the sanctuary, Dean continued slamming the candelabra into the door before everything suddenly slowed down to a halt. If Dean was free of whatever was restricting him, he would've turned to see the dark figure behind him, who waved a hand and unlocked the door. The figure disappeared and everything was free to move. Dean charged through the door surprising his brother and the two female demons.

"Dean?" Sam said as he looked at his brother.

The older Winchester appeared winded but primed for action. He glanced to the two women before looking to Sam and responding, "I'm glad I caught you Sammy. I can't let you do this!"

Sam's expression shifted to confusion as his brow furrowed and he shot back, "Dean, this is the only chance we'll ever get to be done with all of this crap! You can't take this away from-"

"I'm sorry!" Dean snapped out.

Sam was taken aback by his brother's statement before Dean continued, "I'm sorry that I helped bring everything to this point. What you said when we dealt with that siren...you were right. I was afraid. Sam, you're the only family I have left. With everything that happened, I told myself I would always take care of you and watch out for you. But I kept trying to be just the big brother. Not the big brother who is also your partner and friend. Sam, I can't...I can't do all of this by myself. I need you, man. So I'm sorry."

Sam took in his brother's words and was ready to let the tears fall if not for the situation at hand. Before the tall man could reply, Lilith spoke up, "Well, isn't this a touching family moment. But if you two idiots don't mind, I have a father to bust out of jail."

Sam turned back to the age old demon and raised a hand to stop her before Dean jumped in front of him, "Sam! Listen to me. You can't kill Lilith."

"Why not?!" Sam replied in confusion.

"She's the final seal," Dean said causing Sam to turn back to his brother.

"Cas snatched me out of Bobby's place and we had some words with his boss Zachariah. They tried to keep me there so I wouldn't get to you. Zachariah tried to make me think that they were going to let the last seal get broken. And they were. But Cas sent that feathery bastard away before he told me that killing this black-eyed bitch breaks the last seal."

Sam looked shell-shocked as Dean dropped the biggest bombshell on him, even bigger than when he found out that their dad wanted Dean to watch out for him or 'take care of him' if he ever went dark side. As Sam thought on what was said, he began to remember what was said about Azazel having special plans for him. His eyes widened as he connected each piece of the puzzle.

Azazel had always planned to make Sam release Lucifer from his prison. Everything they had seen and heard began to fall into place. It started with killing their mother to get Sam and Dean to be warriors set on the path to despair until they felt defeated. With John out of the way to keep them together, they began to diverge in different directions, especially when dealing with the supernatural. Dean's death was the final nail in the coffin as Sam had been pushed into drinking the demon blood to make him strong enough to kill Lilith. Sam looked to ruby with rage in his eyes before he leapt at the demon and pulled the knife out before stabbing her in the heart, killing her once and for all.

Lilith wanted to scamper away in fear at what the younger brother could with all of the power from the demon blood. Sam looked intensely at the demon possessed blonde, which caused her to stiffen up before she stood. She walked towards Sam before she was guided out of the church by him with Dean following behind them. Sam opened the trunk of the yellow car he used to get to the church and threw Lilith in. The devil's trap that marked the inside of the trunk would keep her from using her powers. Sam released the psychic hold he held on the demon and looked at Dean with a solemn expression.

"I'm sorry too. And thanks...for being there for me."

The two were about to drive away when they heard the sound of a soft fluttering of wings. They turned to see a man with short dark hair in what appeared to be black jeans, a black shirt, and a black jacket. What surprised the Winchesters most was that the man had giant white wings protruding from his back before they receded and disappeared.

"Hello Sam. Dean. I see you boys stopped the last seal from being broken," he said.

Dean looked at the angel and replied, "And who the hell are you?"

"You don't recognize me?" the angel said with amusement before realization flashed across his face. "Of course. I have to remember that I'm no longer wearing Jimmy Novak."

"Cas?" Sam said as he remembered the name of the man that the angel had possessed to be able to appear human. Now he was wondering what exactly happened that he was not possessing Jimmy and hoped the man was alright.

"Yes. Dean and I went to seek out Chuck to know your location. When we did, Raphael began his descent to try and destroy me. That's when I sent Dean to you. But then...something happened...," Castiel trailed off.

"Don't leave us hanging man, what was it?!" Dean threw out.

"God," the angel replied. The brothers were taken aback as the answer was not one they expected.

"God had revealed himself to me. When Zachariah had me punished for trying to reveal the truth about the last seal, he and the other angels were under the belief that God had left this universe because it wasn't his problem. But He had always been here, making sure that free will for humanity was intact. He pulled me away from my vessel and I was back in Heaven along with the other remaining Heavenly Host."

"Remaining?" Dean asked.

"Yes. There are other fallen angels. Some who followed Lucifer just as Uriel intended to. But they remained hidden or were taken to Hell. Father is doing some rather serious downsizing in Heaven. Michael and Raphael are being held in prison designed by God Himself. Zachariah is under the same punishment. Although there was a rather interesting surprise. Anna has been made commander of the Seraphs. And the commander of the remaining archangels is Gabriel."

Sam and Dean looked to each other wondering what he meant before they looked to him. Castiel took an unnecessary breath before he went on, "Gabriel had not been seen since Lucifer's rebellion. It turns out he was disguised as a pagan deity. You know him as the Trickster," Castiel said.

"Un-friggin-believable! What next?" Dean shouted. Castiel smiled as he knew there was good news coming.

"Simple. You're going to get the proper help when dealing with particularly nasty supernatural incidents. So now you and other hunters won't be alone in fighting evil. But this also means that the fallen will be taking extra measures in their campaign. But for now, I'll take Lilith off your hands and send her back," Castiel said before he flew off. The brothers looked over to see the trunk open and empty. The two got back into the car and drove off for Bobby's.

Heaven

Anna looked at all of her brothers and sisters as they milled about the celestial realm waiting for the next opportunity to help guard the human race. Gabriel joined her soon after and turned to her with a smirk on his face.

"So how's it feel to be back up top sis?" the archangel said.

Anna looked at her brother and wondered how they came to be two of the very few angels capable of free thought. She turned back to watching their siblings and answered, "It's alright I guess. With Father's presence now known to us, perhaps we can do better."

"Yeah. That's the one thing I love about humans. They have what we don't and it makes them stronger." Anna nodded before she decided to take her own stroll around her home and enjoy being back.

Two days later...

Singer Salvage Yard

Sioux Falls, South Dakota

Sam and Dean were sound asleep after the long drive back from the convent. When the brothers came back to the house, Sam was reluctant as he hated to see the look on Bobby's face when they saw each other. The younger Winchester was quite surprised when Bobby smiled at him and welcomed him with a "get in here ya idjit". The three men talked and Bobby did admit that he was disappointed in the way that Sam went about things. But he was more so worried that his surrogate son would've been hurt or dead when it was all said and done. Sam was happy that he was things would be a bit more normal, but he wanted to get the demon blood out of his system and chose to sleep in the bunker. He was just about to the point of unconsciousness when he felt something odd thanks to the demon blood.

Sam's eyes snapped open to find Chuck standing above him with a smile. Sam was ready to jump and shout but Chuck put a finger against His own lips to tell Sam to be quiet. For whatever reason that escaped him, Sam instantly obeyed. Chuck's eyes glowed with a holy white light before he placed a hand on Sam's head. Whatever it was that flowed through him, Sam could feel it's effects as the demon blood was expelled from his body, but could feel something left inside of him.

Chuck removed his hand as he smiled down at the human before he said, "Remember Sam. I am always with you. Stay faithful and you shall prosper in all that you do."

Chuck glowed white before he suddenly disappeared. Sam was at a loss for what just happened and he could only guess at what exactly it was he saw. Sam decided to let the excitement go and slept.

For the next five years, the Winchester brothers and Bobby Singer continued to help save the innocent lives accosted by the evils of the supernatural world. There was the occasional demon (damned spirits condemned to and tortured in Hell) that caused trouble. They would eventually hunt down the other demons still trying to enact Lucifer's plans while also stopping a nationwide distribution of the Croatoan virus disguised as a swine flu vaccine.

The trio even found a new home when the brothers' paternal grandfather, Henry Winchester, time-traveled to their time while being pursued by a particularly powerful demon. The group had a hard time putting the demon down until they were assisted by Gabriel, who used his archangel blade to kill the enemy. After recognizing Henry, Gabriel guided them to a bunker that was used by a group known as the Men of Letters, containing a vast library of supernatural knowledge and tools known to man. The brothers and Bobby were happy that there was a permanent place for them to stay, but Henry would have to go as he was well outside the parameters of time than he was allowed. Gabriel took Henry to Heaven, leaving the surrogate father and sons to dwell in their new permanent home.

Winter's Mill House

Northern Metro Atlanta, Georgia

Early November, 2014

John Constantine entered the living area of the cabin where his new companion, Zed Martin, was still taking in the interior of the cabin. She was amazed at the magical properties of the house as Chas had explained the house's changing nature ever since Jasper Winters used his abilities to ensure that no one sought the relics inside. After the tour was over, Zed sat in front of the map of the United States, which had spots of dried blood where one spot had become liquid.

"Alright. Each one of these stigmata represents a place where something bad is going down. Supernatural bush-fires if you will. Me, Chas, and a few others, we're the book-it brigade," the Englishman said with a smirk.

Zed looked at John incredulouslous because she replied, "Just because there's a stigmata, doesn't mean he's dead."

"Well, Bernie lived in the windy city. But I don't believe in coincidences. Go on then. See if you can get a hint of something."

Zed waved her hand over the spot where the wet blood when the usual feeling of her visions overcame her. She saw flower pedals falling around her, which were accompanied by the smell of jasmine. She turned around before she found a tall man in a blue plaid shirt and jeans and hair almost down to his shoulders looking at her.

"Who are you?" she asked him.

"Wait, you can see me?" he replied.

Zed looked at him strangely before she answered, "Yes. Now who are you?"

"Sam. Sam Winchester."

"Zed Martin. How are you doing this?"

"I don't know. One minute I was asleep. The next minute, I'm here. Are you a psychic?"

"How did you know?!" Zed said as she stepped back.

Sam decided to push a bit further when he asked, "Did your mother meet a man with yellow eyes and die in a house fire?"

Zed looked at Sam as if he had grown two heads when she answered, "What?! No! Who the hell are you?!"

"Sorry. I um...anyway, I used to have visions too. They stopped but now it looks like they started up again. Just not sure why."

"Maybe you're like me. Something bad is happening in Chicago. Maybe we're supposed to stop it," she said feeeling brave enough to approach him.

"Yeah. Maybe," Sam said. Before anyone could say anything, they both suddenly felt cold. Zed turned around and found herself back inside with the cabin with Chas and John looked at her.

"What?"

"Who did you see?" John asked.

Zed hesitated as she was still trying to wrap her head around what she saw when she looked at the two men. She looked at John when he explained, "You were talking to someone. That doesn't happen unless someone else saw the same thing you did, luv."

"Alright. Sow hen do we leave?" she asked.

"Whooa, whoa. No one said you'd be going with us."

"You promised me you would teach me about my abilities," Zed shot back.

"Teaching you is one thing. But letting you ride shotgun on a spiritual scavenger hunt is another beast."

"You said you didn't believe in coincidences. I show up just as you're planning to leave? This is my education."

John smiled at the girl's determination before he said, "If you got a car, then load up. But I get to pick the music."

Zed smiled before she went upstairs and out of the cabin while John and Chas lingered behind.

"She's got skills," Chas said.

"And she's easy on the eye."

Chas took note of his old friend's expression before he continued, "But you don't trust her."

"I don't know her mate. She showed up out of nowhere when that nasty business in Pennsylvania happened. Her powers may be legit. But she may still have unseemly motives. Then there's the bloke or bird she was talking to in her vision. Something feels wrong. We'll best be prepared for the worst."

Chas looked as his old friend as he knew that when John said something like that, it usually meant trouble. But owed John a lot, so he would do what he could.

Men of Letters Bunker

Sam snapped out of his sleep as he woke up from the vision he saw. Whoever that girl was, she was somehow connected to Sam for a reason he wasn't entirely sure of. When he had the visions thanks to Azazel's blood, they only showed what would happen. But actually speaking to someone that was somehow involved never happened.

"Sam? You up?" Dean asked as he came into his brother's room. He looked at Sam, who appeared a bit freaked out before he asked, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Yeah. Uh, so what's going on? Find anything?" the younger brother replied.

Dean reached into his back pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. The sheet had an article with the headline talking about a music executive who was recently deceased as a result of suicide.

"So a guy killed himself? What's the unusual part?" Sam asked. He knew it would sound callous to others. But with everything he and Dean had seen over the years, what humans did to each or themselves was not surprising.

"Well, apparently the room was surprisingly cold, especially since the room was well heated. That and the fact that Cas came in not too long ago saying that there's something dark going on over in the windy city. And if an angel says it bad, then we know it might mean trouble," Dean explained. He was still surprised that God had decided to step in when it seemed like He didn't care. Castiel told them of the full extent of the meeting He had with all the angels and ever since, Dean began to reevaluate everything.

"Yeah. That's bad. Guess we should leave soon." Sam said as he got out of bed and began packing for the drive.

Dean had noticed that Sam had been doing a lot over the least five years, likely still feeling that he had to make up for everything he did. He told his brother over and over that he had been forgiven. He could only guess that Sam was still struggling with something that he likely couldn't understand. He just hoped that his younger brother would pull through.

As Sam packed the necessary items for a new case that would likely mean going up against more than the usual. However, what occupied his mind the most was the girl he met in his vision. It was like they were somehow connected. Whatever, he could feel that there was a great change coming.