The blood splattered onto to the ground like gross confetti and the body fell to the cold winter ground with a thud, the snow around it going up like a cloud. A man with a brown leather jacket holding a shotgun that was still smoking stood over it. He walked into the small hut where the dead man was living and went to the nursery. In the crib laid a small baby girl who had grey eyes, he smiled at the child. That's when he noticed something on the baby's neck, a silver chain necklace that had three things on it. The one in the middle was a clear crystal, on the right was a small golden feather and the last one was a horn. He was confused but when he went to touch the necklace he was burnt.

Out of fearing the necklace was hurting the poor infant he took the baby to a priest up the road. He floored it to the church where he knew he could get help. When he reached the church he almost ran into the the main hall out of hoping to find the priest. The priest was under the Jesus statue in the middle, he turned around "John?" he asked. The other man nodded "What brings you here my son?"

John walked up still holding the infant in his arms "Father i need help with an infant" the priest stood and walked up to John who was in between the pues "I found her just outside of town" the priest looked down at the child "There's this necklace on her and it burnt me so i thought it was burning her to"

The priest shook his head "No, the charms are not harming the child. This child is unlike any others, this child is holy. What do you intend to with her?"

"I don't know"

"Let me take in this poor soul John, you already have too much on your tray with the boys"

"You would do that father?"

John handed the small girl to the priest and he cradled her in his arms "You should leave and go to your boys John"

John nodded "I should but you will call right? To let me know how she's feeling right?" the priest nodded "Okay thanks Pastor Jim"

When the child was fully settled into her new home it was night time the next day. She laid there in her crib, she wasn't sleeping, just laying there. She laid there and was on the verge of crying when a being covered in light walked into her nightlights shine. The being had two big wings, it picked up the small child from the crib "Ssh little child, you must sleep" it said in a soft comforting voice. The baby yawned and rubbed it's eyes, the being smiled then seen the necklace on it, it frowned and went to touch it but the crystal shined and made it pull it's hand back. It then put its finger on the small child's chest and put the Enochian hiding engraving on her rib cage.

Since the being couldn't touch the necklace it let it lay, it knew that it wouldn't kill the infant, in fact that necklace would be very important in her coming life. When she finally fell back to sleep the being put her back into her crib and watched over her the rest of the night.

As the child's life went on she got nightly visits from this being and when she learned how to speak Enochian she asked him what he was. He told her his name and that he was an angel sent from heaven to protect her for she was very important. She had a soulmate and only her and her soulmate could touch her necklace. But that was a long road ahead for her and she didn't need to worry.

English was a challenge for her "Castiel? Why can't people let me speak how i want to?" she asked when he entered her room.

"You can't speak only one language Trixie" he said.

"But why?"

"Because only other angels can understand us right now, you need to know how to speak your own language little one and that's human, which is what you are"

"I thought i was a soulmate for when i get older?"

"You are but you are still human" that's when her mother called her down for dinner "I must go, i shall see you tonight" Castiel said then vanished.

As Trixie turned ten Castiel gave her a dull blade and taught her how to use it at night in the middle of a field when her parents were sleeping. Of course this took lots of time and when she was thirteen they tried to see who could tackle who. He would win at this until Trixie turned sixteen, she would get Castiel off his feet more than once. On Trixie's seventeenth birthday Castiel got her an angel blade and that's when she killed her first monster, a low level demon.

Which leads us to now.

Trixie is twenty three and living in a one story house in Cincinnati Ohio, Castiel still came to her from time to time. However one time he stopped coming back after he said he had to go a mission from God.

He stopped coming back after that.

It broke her, her only friend stopped seeing her, she waited for him to come back and after a month of waiting she gave up. I mean you can't just find an angel. So Trixie let him go, he's a big boy he can take care of himself.

When Trixie heard people were dying around her town, she started to investigate when her roommate and best friend died in the middle of the night when she was coming home from work.

Trixie woke with a grim feeling in her heart, she pushed the feeling down and walked over to her mirror. She let her hand run over her necklace that had always been on her, she was able to touch it but never take it off, however it never seemed to move much when she was sleeping. When she would go to bed with it on her chest she would wake up on her side and it would be the same place from when she fell asleep. She stopped caring about how it never killed her in her sleep and how the feather never seemed to get wet.

She sighed and grabbed a pair of faded blue jeans, white T-shirt, a purple flannel along with a pair of clean underwear and a clean bra from her dresser and walked to the bathroom. She got a shower and washed out her long brown hair. As she washed her hair she couldn't shake the feeling that somebody was watching her. When she got out of the shower she dried her hair and wrapped the towel around her body and walked to her room and grabbed the angel blade she had under her pillow.

Since she didn't have to go to the drama school for a few days she didn't have a need to leave the house other than to hustle boys out their money. She also had no idea who was in her house, when she didn't find anything she went to her bedroom and got dressed and brushed out her hair. When she was dressed the feeling came back to her, the feeling like grace but stronger in a way.

She grabbed her blade and walked around her house quietly in search of who was in her house. When she rounded a corner she seen a man, short but taller than her, he had golden hair that came down to the back of his neck. He was wearing a green over coat with a red flannel underneath and black T-shirt. He was sucking on a lollipop as he looked at the painting on the wall of the archangel Gabriel, she had always been fascinated with that one.

Trixie hid behind the corner and waited for him to come down the hallway, sure enough he started down the hallway and to her. Trixie held her angel blade tight, when suddenly she gets a knock on her door. She heard the flutter of wings and looked back down the hallway and seen that the guy was gone.

The knock came again, she sighed and walked to the door making sure to keep her blade hidden from view. She opened the door and seen two men in suits one tall the other not so much, she didn't trust them from the start, she never liked people in suits. They both smiled while Trixie kept her right hand behind the door so they wouldn't see the blade "Miss Winter?" the tall one asked. Trixie nodded "I'm agent Smith and this is my partner agent Simons. Me and my partner would like to come and ask a few questions if that is okay" he said and the two held up F.B.I badges.

Trixie nodded and led them into the living room all while keeping the blade hidden from view, or so she thought. Simons caught a glimpse of it when she moved it under a couch pillow when she sat down. So he was a little on edge "Go ahead" she said gesturing to the loveseat in front of her. The agents sit down "So what did you need to ask me?" she asked.

"Oh just some routine questions" Simons said "So, you were close to the victim?"

"Yeah, me and Ashley became fast friends when i moved in with her"

"Okay" Simons said getting out a small notebook and a pen, he wrote down something "What else can you tell us, did she have any enemies?"

Trixie stood up "Well there was David, he was a little too clingy for my taste but she loved him so i didn't question it" Simons bumped Smith and Smith looked down at the note and went wide eyed.

"Have you felt any cold spots, odd smells?" Trixie gave them an odd look before it changed to confused as she sat back down.

"No but there was one thing"

"And what thing was that?"

"Well…." Trixie stood up and walked to the kitchen "I'll tell you only if you promise not to think i'm crazy. Want some coffee or some apple pie, i made it yesterday and couldn't eat it, after, you know"

"I would love some pie" Simons said "Get him some coffee"

As Trixie was getting things around the two agents got up "Do you mind if we have a look around?" Simith asked.

"No go ahead" Trixie said.

The two agents walked around and Smith had his EMF meter out and scanning things, nothing came up. He kept walking until he found the painting of the Archangel Gabriel and another angel that looked like it was being taught how to fly, he merely stared at it "What do you think?" he looked down and seen Trixie.

"Who is that?" he asked.

"The Archangel Gabriel and his brother Castiel, the little angel is Castiel since he's younger" she said pointing him out.

"Huh, i guess that's one way to look at it" he said as she handed him his coffee, he took it and took a drink out of it. The two walked back to the living room where Simons was on the floor out cold "Dean!" Smith said as he dropped to his side on the floor. Smith looked back at Trixie and got hit on so hard he was knocked out.

The two were tied to two chairs in the basement of the house, Trixie walked up to the two and pushed their necks in a pattern of three. When Trixie was done both of them woke up at the same time "Wakey, wakey" she said sitting in a chair in front of them.

"Who the hell are you?" Simons demanded.

"Oh no, i'm asking the questions here and the demons keep their mouths shut" she said pointing to the devil's trap on the floor under them.

"Wait we aren't demons" Smith said "We're hunters, i swear"

"How do i know you're not lying to just get untied"

"Give us the test"

Trixie sighed but got up and grabbed her holy water from the stand next her, she undid the cap. She splashed them in the holy water and nothing happened "Okay so you're not demons but how do i know you're not something else?"

"Look lady, we're hunters like you, i think" Simons said.

"I'm not a hunter but i know my around, doesn't mean i going to untie you, tell me who you are"

"My name is Dean and that's my brother Sam"

"Winchester?"

"Yep, how'd do you know?"

"Like i said, i know my way around, which leads me to my next question, where'd you get that?" she said pointing at Dean's shoulder.

"Get what?" he asked confused.

"Don't play dumb" she said, she pulled out her angel blade and walked up to Dean, while they were asking her to stop. She cut right through the cloth on Dean's shoulder and revealed the hand mark there. Trixie froze when she seen it, the feeling of grace come back to her, the feeling from an old friend "Who gave that to you?"

"I did" came a voice from behind the two brothers, out of the dark came a man with black sex hair in a tan trench coat.

"Castiel?" Trixie asked, the man's head hung low "You, you, left me! You could've told me you were alive! I was worried sick! And here you are with these two morons!"

"Trixie calm down" Cas tried walking up to her.

"Clam down? Clam down? I thought you were dead Castiel! You could have left a note or something"

"There was another angel sent to protect you, Trixie, in my absence"

"Who? Nobody came Cas"

"That's not right somebody was supposed to have come and watch over you, i was not aloud to come back to you"

"What? Why not?" Trixie asked feeling sad now.

Whilst the two were talking Castiel untied the Winchesters "I don't know" Cas said.

Dean and Sam stood from their chair with a confused look on their faces "So you can speak angel"

"You mean Enochian?" Trixie said "Say it right you pie eating moron" Sam raised an eyebrow when he seen Castiel smile at that.

Castiel cleared his throat "There's no need for that Trixie and yes she can because i taught it to her"

"What do you mean you taught her, i thought humans couldn't learn Enochian Cas?" Dean asked.

"You can if you're her, she's a soulmate" Dean and Sam gave him a confused look "She's a prophet" Trixie rolled her eyes

"So i'm important" she said "And i deserve an apology mister" She said looking at Cas. Castiel hung his head low and said he was sorry "Good, now that's out of the way, let's hunt down this demon"

"No, you are staying here" Castiel said.

"Oh i don't think so feather butt, you owe me this hunt"