So I used to have other stories on here, but I wasn't to happy with them so I'm going to rewrite. This one on the other hand, I put quite a bit of effort into. I would really love some feedback (positive or negative) before I continue writing it. Okie dokie? So I own nothing of the Supernatural universe. The only thing I own is my OC, Melanie. Enjoy.

Chapter 1 – Saved by an Angel

"Melanie! Dinner!"

"Be right down Ma!"

Melanie Larson turned her attention back to the computer screen.

"I'll talk to you later. Okay, babe?"

Michael grinned at her through the screen. "All right, Melanie. Love you."

"Love you, too."

She closed the lid of her laptop and looked around her bedroom that was cluttered with boxes. Melanie had just gotten back from her first year of college and had yet to unpack. She missed school and Michael already. But her longing thoughts were interrupted by her mother's panicked screams.

"MOM!"

Melanie quickly ran down the stairs just in time to see someone breaking her mother's neck. A scream erupted from her mouth, drawing the person's attention towards her. She was so frightened that she even swore she saw a row of fangs in the thing's mouth where its teeth should have been. The thing came at her and grabbed a hold of her. Melanie tried to get away, but it just gripped her even tighter. She released another scream as its teeth sunk into her neck. She could feel the blood flowing from the open wound. Melanie's eyes started to close. She was going to die from this thing drinking her blood. The last thing Melanie remembered was the immense pain coming from the bite…

Melanie Larson opened her eyes and looked at the room around her. It seemed like she was in a luxury suite in some kind of fancy hotel. If this was heaven, she could totally get used to this. There was a hot tub and everything. Melanie climbed out of bed and started to inspect the place. It was really nice, but definitely not what she had expected heaven to be.

"Glad to see you're awake."

Melanie jumped at the sound of the unfamiliar male voice that came from behind her. She turned around to face a man with medium length light brown hair and hazel eyes. She had never seen him before in her life.

Reaching around for something to use as a weapon, Melanie said, "Wh-who are you?"

The only people she ever expected to see in heaven were her family and people she actually knew. Not some strange, somewhat attractive man that she had never seen before in her life. Even so, there was still a familiar feel about him. She gripped on to the candleholder that had been sitting on the table.

"You're not going to need that. I'm not here to hurt you."

Melanie didn't loosen her grip on the candleholder. She wasn't just going to trust this guy because he said he wasn't there to hurt her. That's how the girl's in the scary movies always ended up getting hurt.

"Well, if you're not here to hurt me: then what are you doing here? And where's my family?"

The man let out a sigh. "This would be so much easier to explain if you remembered…"

"Remembered what?"

"Melanie, I don't know how to tell you this: but your mother and father are dead."

"I know they're dead! I saw them die! I'm dead to! Otherwise I wouldn't be here in heaven!" She motioned her arms around the room.

The man just let out another sigh. "You're not dead."

"Wait-what?"

"You're not dead…and this isn't heaven. This is actually a very high end hotel in Paris."

"How? How am I not dead?" Melanie shouted out of sheer frustration and confusion.

"I saved you." He put his hand up to stop her from asking the obvious question. "I'm an angel, the archangel Gabriel to be exact. I saved you from those vampires and brought you here. You'll also notice there's no mark on your neck. I healed that too. If it wasn't for me, you'd be six feet under right now."

Melanie slowly sank to the floor, releasing the candleholder. Being attacked was really the last of her worries right now. Vampires? Angels? Sounded like something out of her nightmares. That's it! This was a really bad nightmare and she was going to wake up in a cold sweat in her bed back at her parent's house. She closed her eyes, trying to force herself to wake up.

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to force myself to wake up from this horrible nightmare."

"Melanie, this isn't a nightmare." The man said sincerely.

"Just-stop saying my name. You don't know me and I sure as hell don't know you!"

She was getting angry now. She did not need some guy she'd never met trying to make her keep living this nightmare. Melanie felt Gabriel sit down next to her. She sat there for what felt like hours trying to wake herself up. It never worked though because every time she opened her eyes she was still in that same hotel room and Gabriel was still sitting next to her. Melanie let out a sigh of frustration.

"You finally coming to terms with the fact that you're not dead?"

"Fine. I'm not dead." She looked at him. "But how do you know my name or where I lived or that I was even in danger?" She paused for a moment. "And why did you save me?"

Gabriel let out a sigh. "Might as well tell you the truth. I've been watching over you and your family for some time." He put up his hand as she started to interject. "No, let me finish explaining and then you can say anything you want. Got it?" Melanie nodded her head. "Good. I actually ran into you a long time ago, literally. I felt something drawing me to you, so I had to stick around and well get to know you better. And yes, I understand that sounds incredibly creepy. I saved you because, well, let's just say I've become attached."

He looked over at her, signaling that he was done answering her questions. Melanie just sat there looking the so-called 'archangel.' She wasn't even sure if she believed him. Then again, she was now in a hotel room in Paris and had no sign of her neck ever being bitten. The only explanation she could think of was that everything he said was true.

"So if all of this is true, why didn't you save my parents too?"

Gabriel should have known this question was coming.

"I only had enough energy in me to save you and bring you here. Melanie, you don't understand you were this close to death." He motioned with his fingers. "I had to use a part of my grace to keep you alive. Believe me, if you think you feel like crap, I feel just as bad, if not worse."

Melanie gave Gabriel a slight smile, which the angel couldn't help but return.

"Well, thank you for saving me. It may not seem like it, but I'm actually really grateful. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be breathing right now. So thanks."

"No problem."