It was a typical June day in New Orleans, Louisiana, fans of the acclaimed Supernatural series were milling around the convention center just praying to get a glimpse of their favorite cast member. Wrenegade was waiting paitently in line to get her one and only op with her favorite villain of all time, Mark Sheppard, she was about 15 people back and felt the butterflies in her stomach just thinking about the op she had requested and had approved. Slowly but surely the line shrank until finally she was face to face with the man she had been falling in love with since his first appearence on screen as the King of the Crossroads.

"Now what was your op love?" that satiny smooth accent floated over her senses and her breathes stopped in her chest.

"Proposal" was all she could muster but still it came out so faint that Mark had to lean closer just to hear her.

"Ah yes, you don't look like what I expected" the small smile fell off her face and he quickly changed his words "you're gorgeous love, trust me! I wasn't expecting someone so pretty. Shall we?" Wren nodded and stepped up to Mark as he slid to one knee easily and pulled a box out of his pocket, opening it to reveal a gorgeous, very real, diamond ring. Wren covered her mouth in genuine shock and a picture was quickly snapped, Mark slipped the ring on her finger and another picture was taken. "Looks like our time is up dear, the ring is yours" Mark winked at the brightly blushing female before him as she walked away totally entranced by what had just happened.

"Wren, what are you smiling about?" A chill settled down her spine as she tried to quickly make it to the women's restroom without her stalker reaching her, she knew if she could get into the restroom then she could call for help but fate had other plans. A quick glance at her watch told her that she couldn't get to the panel room for Mark and Misha before he caught her, She don't know why she wanted to get to Mark, he had probably forgotten her already but something about him had made her safe. A hand wrapped tightly around her arm and yanked her into a supply closet.

"Please just let me go, I swear I won't tell anyone" the fear was evident in the 26 year olds voice, this man had been stalking her for years and just when she thought she had escaped him, he showed back up with a vengence and was more violent every time.

"I know you won't tell anyone, you won't make it away this time, I can promise you that my little dove" Viktor grinned wickedly at the trembling female before him as he pulled out a blade and began to run it down her arms and across her cheek once. "Don't scream or it will be worse" Wren prayed someone came around the corner and would find her but she knew better, they were in the supply closet farthest away from all the panel room and she knew the closest one was still a good ways away. Suddenly Wren felt a cool breeze over her chest and looked down to see Viktor leaning his face closer to her breasts with his blade still pressed firmly to her throat. This was how it was going to end and she knew it, blood was covering her once pale pink top and soaking into the denim of her blue jeans, she glanced down at the very real but very ake engagement ring and a tear rolled down her cheek, when had she gotten so weak? When had she lost the fight she once had? Quickly without hesitation and without thinking Wren shoved her assailant away and ran only to be stopped just outside the door by a blade in her leg, a blood curtling scream escaped her lips and suddenly she saw black, before she lost sight of her world she saw Viktor extract the blade, the grin on his face looking even more sinister with the specks of her blood covering his face and hands. This was the end and she knew it, she couldn't hold out any longer