AUTHORS NOTE: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OF SUPERNATURAL. So I revised my story and am going through it making a couple changes here and there. So I hope everyone likes my work and my readers have not given up on me! Please review so I can know what I'm doing wrong or right! ENJOY!

CHAPTER 1

The moon was full and the sky was pitch black, but that wasn't a problem for me. My eyesight was better at night than during the day. I sat alone on the roof of a building looking out at the night sky. I could feel the sadness growing inside of my heart. I tried to push it down, make it go away. I hated feeling this way, feeling so alone. It's been 8 years since since everything happened and yet I still couldn't make it go away. I felt the tears fill my eyes and slowly roll down my skin. I hardly ever cried but when I did it for only one person...

I walked through the streets, my footsteps as quiet as a cats. I kept to myself looking straight ahead. I had only one thought on my mind, and that was to find him. But I knew I was crazy to even think of what I was planning to do. I knew it would take a while to even get everything started, but I had to try...

ONE YEAR LATER

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I sat at the local diner looking over my research of the case I was working on. It's been over a year since I've hunted so I'm a little rusty, but I'm still good at a lot of other things. I've decided to get back in the game and do a few hunts here and there with my one true hunt I'm working on. That is to find the creature that killed my beloved Myles.

As I sat there in the diner my waitress Flo, brought out my bacon cheeseburger. I saw two guys walk in and sit down not to far from me. As they sat down and started talking, I knew right off the bat that they were hunters, like me. I watched out of the corner of my eye cautiously making sure to make myself unnoticeable. I may have been out of the game for a while but I can pick out a hunter in a crowd. The shorter one of the two was on edge keeping an eye out for anything. He wore an old leather jacket over his Grey t-shirt and blue opened flannel and blue jeans. The taller one talked to the shorter one while looking at the laptop in front of him, he wore a light brown jacket over a white shirt with blue jeans.

'I now know that I'm going to have to be careful now that I have competition' I thought as I took a quick glance at the hunters. 'I can't believe that I've got these two moving in on my case. I haven't even been here in Georgia a few hours. But not for long' I smirked to myself as I finished my dinner.

Once done, I gathered my stuff, paid for my meal and walked out of the diner. I walked to my car and put my stuff inside. Then I sat on the trunk of my car and waited for the other hunters to come out. I made sure that my brown hair was wrapped up in my black ball cap and pulled on my over-sized leather jacket, making sure I didn't look to much like myself. I didn't have to wait long before they walked outside, as I made my way over to them just before they made it to their car.

"Hey!" I called to the guys. Both of them turned around to look at me. "I think you guys are a little lost."

"No I don't think so dude." the shorter of the two replied.

"I think you are." I retorted.

"Look man, we're not trying to stir up any trouble. But I think you may have the wrong people." The taller said trying to calm things down.

"I know hunters when I see them." I said in a matter-of fact tone. "Move off my case and go find another one."

"Look 'pal' I don't know who you think you are to tell us what to do, but you better watch who you're talking to before-" the shorter one started before I cut him off.

"Before what? You going to try to kick my ass? I'd like to see you try!" I started to laugh as he started to walk towards me.

"Dean, no!" The taller one said stopping the guy called 'Dean'.

"Sam let me go! This dude doesn't know who he's messing with." Dean said trying to get out of Sam's grasp.

I looked at the two standing my ground as I heard their names. 'Dean? Sam? Why do those names sound familiar?' I took a quick look at the car behind them to see a black 1967 Chevy Impala. 'Winchester! Holy crap!'

"Whoa wait...Dean? Sam? Your last name wouldn't happen to be Winchester?" I asked watching cautiously.

"What's it to you about what are last name is?" Dean questioned as he stopped trying to get out of Sam's grip. Sam let his brother go.

"Just never thought I'd get the chance to run into you guys." I said smirking at them.

"Look dude, I'm getting really sick and tired of your smart-ass remarks." Dean said as the anger built inside of him. "And who the HELL are you anyways?"

"First off, stop calling me 'dude', I'm a girl." I said as I pulled off my cap, letting my hair fall down onto my shoulders. "And you can call me Blade."

"You don't look like hunter, and what kind of name is Blade?" Dean said looking me up and down.

"Well you can call Bobby Singer. I know you know him. He'll tell you who I am. And Blade is a nickname, but you won't get Bobby to tell you my real name. Only a few people know it." I told them. I saw Sam keep a weary eye on me as he pulled out his phone to call Bobby. He walked a few feet off to talk to hear Bobby. Once he was out of ear shot I caught Dean eying me. "What? Like what you see?"

"Maybe" he smirked at his comment.

"You're a lot cockier in person than from what I've heard about you."

"Really? Just what have people said about me?" he smiled at the fact about hearing that people were talking about him.

"Not much. Just that you're a cocky son of a bitch, who takes advantage of girls in bars just to have one night stands, only to leave them the next day. A real man-whore." I smirked as i added the last part myself. Apparently he didn't like what he heard as his smile turned into a thin line. "Also that your a good brother to Sam, looking out for him, and a good son."

His smile returned a little bit at the last part but it was more of a grimace than a smile. He was about to say something to me just as Sam walked back over to us.

"Well Bobby says you check out and he says 'hi'." Sam said.

"Well I guess I'll have to give him a call tomorrow to see what he wants." I said more to myself.

"So do you still wants us to 'get lost' like you wanted us to a little bit ago or what?" Sam asked trying to figure out what to do.

"Well now that I know who you are that's a bit of a more difficult decision." I said thinking.

"Well if you want to we could handle the case together, just this once." Sam offered.

"I'm not really into partners...but I guess this one time wouldn't hurt." I said looking between Sam and Dean.

Dean rolled his eyes at my comment. "Don't sound so down about it, sweet cheeks."

"Don't EVER call me that again unless you want to see the next day." I threatened through clenched teeth.

"Don't mind him. He's always like this...and he's been up for about 72 hours driving." Sam butted in. "So where are you staying?"

"I'm not staying at any motel. I pretty much live out of my car." I said pointing to my 1969 dark blue Olds.

"Well if you want you can stay with us for a night or two? That's if you want." Sam offered.

"Sam what are you doing?" Dean started to protest.

"Dean it's freezing out. We can't just her freeze in her own car and it's only for a night or two." Sam said looking at Dean.

"Look I can tell when I'm not wanted. So thanks Sam for the offer but I'll just stand the cold like I always have." I started to walk away when I felt a hand gently turn me around. I found Sam standing in front of me giving me an apologetic look.

"Blade wait please...Dean come on man" Sam looked back at Dean giving him a hard look.

"Fine. But no more than two night. Then once this job is done we go our separate ways. Deal?" Dean said.

Sam looked at me giving me a small smile. I looked at Dean before looking back at Sam. "Fine with me."

"OK lets head out. Blade just follow us to the motel." Sam said walking over to the impala.

"Alright." I said walking back to my car.

As I walked into the room they were staying I noticed it looked like a place that someone pays by the hour rather than by the night.

"So Blade you can have my bed, as I know that Dean won't offer or share his bed." Sam offered.

"Hey I don't share my bed with other guys, now if Blade wants to share a bed with me, I can't promise anything won't happen." He looked at me and smirked while giving me a wink.

"That will never happen...and not even in your dreams will it ever happen." I said giving him an evil glare. "Sam I'll take the couch so that you can have your bed."

"Too late I've already got my stuff over there." he said sitting down on the couch.

"You guys are a pain." I said shaking my head."Hey do you guys mind if I take a shower?"

"Only if I get to join you." Dean said

"Dean!" Sam yelled. "Blade go ahead."

"Thanks Sam." I grabbed my night clothes and headed into the bathroom making sure I locked the door. I took long hot shower. The hot water helped to relieve the knots in my back. Once I was done I got dressed in my black tank top and gray short shorts and walked back in to the room to see Sam asleep and Dean sitting on his bed in nothing but his black boxers, looking at Sam's laptop. I sat down on on the bed I was using and finished towel drying my hair. I grabbed my bag that was next to the bed and grabbed my lotion and started to rub it into my legs and arms. As I did that I could see Dean glancing over every now and again. The only light in the room was the glow of the laptop but it was enough for me. I started to rub my neck feeling the knots that didn't relax in the shower. I began to roll my neck in hoping that it would at least pop to relieve some sort of tension.

"You OK?" I opened my eyes to see Dean looking at me.

"Yeah, just some knots in my neck. I'm fine." I said tilting my neck to the side while my hand pulled on my neck closing my eyes. I didn't hear Dean get up from his bed and put the computer down. I did feel the bed sink behind me and two strong hands lay on my shoulders. "Whoa Dean what are you doing?"

"Ssshhh...you're going to wake Sam up. I giving you a massage to help with your knots. Now just hush and relax." He said as he pulled me back down, when I tried to pull away from him, and started to rub my shoulders.

"Dean I don't-" I started to say before but stopped when I felt my body start to relax as he rubbed my shoulders and neck. "Mmmmmmmm...that feels good."

"You should see what else I can make feel good." he said and I could feel his smirk from behind me.

"Does everything you have to say have some sort of sexual meaning behind it?"

"No not everything, but when I'm massaging a hot girl I can't help it."

"Yeah I'm sure you say that to all the girls."

"No not every girl. Just the ones I know I can make feel good."

"Yeah, but I will say this, nothing sexual will ever happen between us."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Dean if you try anything, it will be the last thing you ever do."

"Can't you ever take a joke?"

"From a cocky jerk like you? No." I felt Dean stop massaging my shoulders, and I was about to turn my head to look at him when the next thing I knew I'm on my back with Dean on top of me holding both my hands above my head. "Dean what are you-?"

"Take back what you said and I might let you go."Dean said.

I tried to move but he had all his weight on me pinning me between him and the bed, and he had my hands pinned above my head. "No I'm not going to take it back because it's true! Now let me go Dean."

"You know I kind of like you like this. You can't move as I've got you pinned." his face was only inches from mine. I could feel his breath against my lips. I was looking straight into his eyes. His green eyes were hiding something but I couldn't tell what it was. I bit down on my bottom lip as we just laid there. I tried to keep my breathing normal, as it is hard having a hot guy lay on me. 'oh god help me. I just called Dean hot...I mean he's not bad looking but he's a jerk...but he is kinda hot. I must be losing my mind!' Just then I noticed that his heading was moving closer to mine our eyes still locked until he moved his head to the side of my face so his mouth was near my ear. I felt my eyes close as I felt his hot breath against my ear, and I couldn't help but arch my lower back a bit and I knew that Dean felt it and I knew from just that little moment I'm in trouble now.

Dean's lips were still near my right ear softly blowing hot air just below my earlobe, causing me to arch my back a little more. I felt his free hand lightly run his finger tips against the side of my stomach slowly moving his way up. I bit my lip fighting back a moan not wanting to get him that satisfaction. His hand under my shirt, making sure it was skin to skin contact, moving over my bra gently caressing my one of my breast. Softly rubbing his thumb over my nipple causing it to become hard. His face moved down from my ear to the base of my neck softly brushing his lips against my skin, making me bite my lip even harder until I tasted the bitter flavor of iron in my mouth. I turned my head away from his and let go of my lip. I took deep breaths to calm myself down.

Just as I was about to say something Sam's voice called out some girls name, it was Jessica. Dean sighed but let me go and walked over to Sam. I sat up on my elbows as I watched Dean wake Sam up.

"Sam wake up," Dean shook Sam lightly. Sam jumped a little when he woke up before looking up at Dean. I heard Sam mutter a small 'thanks' as Dean let him go and rolled over on his side to go back to sleep.

"Is he ok?" I whispered once Dean sat back down on his bed an that Sam was back asleep.

Dean sat there with his head in his hands for a few minutes before saying anything. "Sam was just having a nightmare. He gets them a lot, but don't worry about him. We should get some sleep we've got a lot to do tomorrow." he said pulling back the covers and getting under them.

I sat there confused at what was going on, but pushed it aside. I only nodded my head before getting under my own covers and turning on my side with my back to Dean. I have no idea what just happened between us or why, but it was weird. It was wrong and shouldn't have happened, but it felt so right. 'But I can't let it happen again, I won't!' I closed my eyes at that last thought and let sleep take over. I have to admit that I miss being in a bed instead of the back of my car.

I was running down an empty street I didn't recognize. Only one thing was on my mind 'save Myles'. I felt like I've been running for days, my legs were sore. As I ran I noticed a house in the distance. I ran as fast as my legs would take me to the house. As I came up to the porch I tried the door, locked. I took a few steps back then kicked the door in. I stormed in hoping that Myles would be in here.I ran up the stairs looking in every room and closet. When I couldn't find him her I went back down stairs. I noticed a set of doors that were closed. I walked over to them. I looked them up and down before opening them, ans as soon as I did I saw Myles tied to a chair in the middle of the room. His head was down and he wasn't moving. I ran over to him, grabbing his shoulders shaking him and screaming his name. But there was nothing in return. He was covered in cuts and bruises blood covering most of his body. I kept screaming his name begging him to wake up and come back to me. I screamed until my throat was sore and I collapsed to the floor covered in blood, my head in his lap tears streaming down my face. That's when I saw the creature appear before me. That's when everything when black.

As I laid there in the dark in could hear a faint sound. I strained to hear what the sound was. As it grew louder I noticed it was becoming clearer, until I heard my name. All of a sudden it was like I couldn't breathe and when I awoke I grasp for air to fill my lungs.