New fic! I am still going to add more to Inferno but I just had this great idea for a story and I couldn't let it go to waste! It's been in a little corner of my mind for some time and I just thought : What the hell! LET'S DO IT! So here I go!

I do not own Supernatural or any of it's original characters ( I wish ) but I do own Cory and the plot of this story! Thank you very much!

This takes places during season 4 with a couple of differences obviously.

Ch. 1 Of Mix-ups and Confusion

''Yeah Bobby… we'll stop by that place you told us about.''

Dean couldn't make out what Bobby was saying to Sam but it had been 20 minutes and Bobby wasn't usually so chatty and Sam seemed a little exasperated on his phone. They had been driving for about 2 hours and Dean was getting restless.

'' Yeah… Huhuh… Sure… Will do… Ok Bobby gotta go. See you 'round.'' Sam let out a sigh as he hung up.

''Dude! What did Bobby want?''

'' He told us to stop by this place for supplies when we go through Colorado. This Cory guy owns the place. Apparently he is a pro at protection charms and a damn good hunter. Bobby said he could help us.''

''Yeah…'' Dean kept his eyes on the road. He didn't want to look at Sam because he knew the puppy-dog-eye look that was waiting for him. ''I kind of need that don't I?''

''Dean.''

Dean slowed down on the highway and stared at Sam for a second. ''What? I do. I don't have superpowers. I can't blow things up, move stuff around or make people vomit the demons they have inside them.''

''You're gonna have to talk about it someday.''

''Talk about what?'' he turned his eyes back to the road. '' About how I got dragged out of Hell by angels to apparently fulfill my destiny and stop uber-demon Lilith from breaking the 66 seals thus bringing on the end of the world. Oh and that's without mentioning that I'm still wanted downstairs because I didn't do my full sentence. Is that what you meant?

Sam turned off the radio and turned to face Dean. ''Yeah. Among other things.''

''Not gonna happen Sammy-boy. You should mind your own business.'' Then he quickly turned on the radio and put his attention back on the road.

Booooooooring…

Cory had been sitting behind the counter of the little shop for the past hour looking at whatever old magazine was laying around. Witchcraft was not always a booming business but today was worse. Usually a couple of clients would come in, most of the time teenagers who thought they could drabble in magic. But she knew better than to sell them real charms or incantations. Most of the stuff in the front part of the shop was for amateurs. The real stuff for the hunter clientele was in the back. Cory pushed a long lock of black hair away from her face and got up from the chair to go in the backstore to find something good to read.

Ding! Ding!

AhHa! Client!

Cory came back in the front and found a very tall man near a bookshelf. The way he was moving around screamed hunter.

Heeeeello gorgeous! Cory leaned against the doorframe and took the opportunity to admire the fine specimen in front of her. Tall, cute brown hair, nice a… The hunter bent down to pick up a book. No. GREAT ass.

''Uhmuhm.'' Another man ''subtly'' cleared his throat. The tall man turned around and looked up at her.

''Sorry. Didn't see you there.''

Cory grinned at him. ''Yeah. I know.'' The other man joined the tall hunter. He was a little shorter and had piercing green eyes. ''Hunters?'' she asked them? '' Don't think I've ever seen you around these parts before.'' She looked up and down at the tall handsome hunter. ''I definitely think I would remember.''

The shorter of the two men chuckled and elbowed his partner. ''Yeah. We're not from around here.'' He took a step forward and gave her a charming smile.

The other hunter frowned ''We're looking for someone named Cory.''

Cory stared at them. ''Yeah I figured that.''

After a couple of seconds of silence he finally opened his mouth again. ''Well, could we see him?''

At that, Cory let out a chuckle. ''Of course. Just a second.'' she went to stand behind her counter again, turned around and looked at the two men. ''What can I do for you?''

The green-eyed man just frowned and stared at her but the other one rolled his eyes.'' I'm so sorry. We didn't realise. You're Cory.''

Cory smiled at them. ''Cordelia… but please, PLEASE call me Cory. It's okay though. Almost everyone makes that mistake. It's just those hunting stories going around, people assume I'm a guy because I'm good at it.'' She pulled up her sleeves and put on her business look .''So… what can I do for you?''

'' We need protection.''

That was all they needed to say. Cory took the hint. ''Follow me.'' She made her way to the backstore and the two men followed her. After a couple of seconds they entered a rather big room in the basement of the little shop. The place was huge and packed with books and supernatural paraphernalia. It was dusty and dark but there was a desk with a couple of chairs and a small lamp. Cory told them to sit down as she sat on the desk facing them.

''Just so you know, I don't sell or perform protection charms for just anyone. So I'll need to know a little more about you.'' The two men sat down and she raised an eyebrow at them.

'' So. What do you need to know?'' said the green-eyed hunter.

''Your names for starters.''

''I'm Sam.'' Said the tall hunter ''And this is my brother Dean. We need prote..''

''Oh you have got to be KIDDING me!!!'' Cory was up so fast that the brothers jumped from their chairs.

She almost screamed at them. ''Please tell me you're not the Winchesters…. PLEASE!'' She stood in the middle of the room behind them looking defeated.

Dean looked at his brother. ''Well that's not the reaction I usually get from women.''

''ARRRG! I swear to God!'' she paced in front of them and the boys could only make out bits and pieces of what she was saying. ''strangle him…. Had no right…. Seriously…''

Sam ventured a step her way. ''Hummm we could come back later if you want.''

''No! You sit down and stay. I'll be right back.'' At that, Cory left through a door at the back of the room.

Sam had no idea what was going on. One minute she seemed like the nicest person in the world and the next she was screaming at them.

''Dude.'' Dean elbowed Sam. ''Do you think she went for a shotgun?'' Sam didn't answer but kept his eyes on the back door. Of course, their reputation preceded them but no one had ever reacted that way. Something was off.

Dean was going crazy. What the hell was happening? Usually women ran at him, not away from him.

She's probably going for the shotgun… I knew we should've come in here packing. But noooooo I had to listen to my brother. ''We don't need anything. Besides if something happens I'll be able to stop it.'' Sure sure.

Dean didn't want to admit it but Sam's powers really scared him. He didn't care if he could blow shit up, exorcize demons and move stuff. It wasn't natural. And the girl was a pro at protection charms.

And probably a witch… I hate witches.

Cory came back a second after that and Dean immediately relaxed when he saw she was empty handed. No shotgun. She looked pissed and Dean had to admit that it was very sexy. Her long black hair swayed behind her as she walked angrily in their direction. She stared them down with dark grey eyes and her skin glowed in the amber light of the basement. Dean got out of his reverie and shook his head when he realised she was talking.

''I'm sorry about that. I'll explain everything in a couple of minutes when…'' she looked pointedly at the ceiling ''he finally decides to show up.'' she finished.

Sam frowned harder at that. ''When who finally decides to show up?''

''Hello Dean.''

Impossible! Dean knew that voice. He could recognize it anywhere. Why? Oh why?

MUAHAHA! I bet you're wondering what happens next huh? Well, you'll have to wait and see! I'm evil!

Please R&R because I love it!!!!!!!