He's there... Just off in the distance. Sitting quietly alone within the forest of snow and dried trees. It was a stillness she never seen before, a heaviness that made her breath catch short. Where was she? How did she come to be here? Glancing down, trembling hands of her own touched the wet snow, feeling the light texture before watching it melt away to drops of water. She didn't remember anything… Nothing. Tilting her head back up, she stared at the man before her, his eyes cast down, hands laced together tightly in need. He looked so troubled, so twisted in pain, in confusion that she wanted to reach out to grab the trail of his tan trench coat and snap him from his thoughts.

"That's why... I'm asking you father. One last time."

His voice was so deep it made her back shiver and her chest tighten. It was filled with such need, such lost she couldn't bring herself to speak out. Who was he? How did they get here? Did he see her at all?

"Am I doing the right thing?"

Her stranger with dark hair, so brown it faded to a black to the roots, let his blue eyes cast up to the cloudless sky. His voice speaking out helpless, tiredly that she too joined in his gaze.

"Am I on the right path?"

She closed her eyes at the feeling of sudden warmth evolving around her body. The cold wind rustled her hair but she didn't feel the bitter kiss of winter. No. She felt warm fingertips brushing along her arms till they wrapped around her body. Gripping tight and holding her close. When her eyes opened, she saw no arms, no other body beside her own yet she felt it. She felt someone close, holding her, shielding her, protecting her. Why?

"You have to tell me! You have to give me…a sign."

'Who are you?' She called out but her stranger just kept gazing at the sky. His hands parted in a gesture of waiting to catch his answer from the bright white sky. She tried to move closer but the invisible bonds kept her at bay. She could only watch this man struggle, seeing the unshed tears of frustration, of all the things he has done to that point of time.

He bowed his head and she watched him tremble, his voice break as those tears dropped quickly to the snow without grazing his cheek. "Give me a sign." He asked again, his teeth clenching together in a vain effect to keep his emotions at bay but she could see them, they rang loud and clear in those crystal blue eyes.

"Cuz if you don't I'm gonna cho-" His words broke as his lips pressed together. She tried again to reach for him. "Don't do it." She called out with a shake of her head, sending her black hair flying along her back, her voice cracked in a scream as those bonds burning hotter against her skin, pulling her away. "Don't do it!"

"I'm gonna do whatever I- whatever I must…"

Those bonds began to drag her away when her stranger looked back up to the white sky, his face twisted in sorrow for an answer that did not come. Silence was given and his body broke in a hunch as his head bowed back down, defeat written all over his posture. "DON'T DO IT!" She screamed, her legs kicking at the ground, at the snow to get his attention. She feared, she didn't know of what but she feared it with all of her heart. She cried openly, letting her tears run down her face helplessly as her stranger grew smaller in the distance. She didn't want to go away from him, she wanted to be closer, be at his side. "Don't!"

But as her stranger began to fade in the distance, a movement causes her body to snap still and her tear filled eyes widen. The blue eye man looked up when another figure appeared beside him. Someone with long blonde hair whom was dressed warmly to the climate. She struggled to see over the bushes and bare tree branches, to glance at the person who stood beside him, who reached out their pale hand and touched him so tenderly upon the cheek. It was a women, she could tell that much. Taking a breath, she screamed out causing the blond women to stiffen and turn towards her. She almost got a glimpse of her face but a sudden bright light pieced her eyes causing her to look away. The bonds suddenly let her go and her body felt weightless. Something wasn't right and then as suddenly as she was being pulled, she was falling. She screamed out, opening her eyes to the rushing wind. What was going on? She didn't understand. She kicked her legs and flung out her arms to grasp anything to stop her but her eyes saw nothing but emptiness, darkness. Falling through a tunnel where down below a circle of white light awaited her, growing bigger and bigger the closer she got. She was scared, she didn't understand.

'Must…protect...'

A soft voice echoed into her ears, louder than the rushing air. Her face twisted in confusion as she looked around. "What's going on?" She cried out, her arms bracing over her face to block the painful air that struck her face. "I don't understand!"

'Must…protect…him…'

"Protect who?" A hard force struck her arms causing her body to flip, sending her falling down backwards instead. Her eyes struggled past her own hair that moved helplessly in the wind before her, to let her stare up at the emptiness of the black sky she fell from. She stared until a picture began to suddenly appear, little dots of color connection into a large scale and as she fell further and further away, the picture became clear. It was of a man, a different man with short light hair that spiked towards the front of his forehead. A stubborn jaw line and small freckles along his nose and cheeks, barely visible to the tan he seem to have. She knew him, she didn't know how or where but she knew him.

'Protect…'

The voice whispered into her ear once more before her body struck the white light, casting her into a sudden whirl wind of pain that left her paralyzed.

'I'll protect you…'

Her eyes flashed open when her body with filled with needed air. Her lung burned and her body trembled with pain. She coughed out, trying to suck in as much air she could hold, her arms curling into her chest to hug herself while her nerves spiked on panic. With another cough she managed to roll onto her side, the rough ground rubbing her skin painfully. Shaking her head lose of dizziness, her blurry eyes struggled to look around at her surroundings.

Pushing herself to her hands and knees she felt her strength suddenly vanish leaving her to lean her weight onto the side of one of the two beds in the room. She began to look around again and from the look of things; she was in a motel room. Her brain was rattled and blank as she tried to remember what just happened or how she came to be in this dirty place but no answer came. No spark of sudden wisdom entered her to grasp the understanding of this whole madness. With a bowed head, she fell forward, her body laying flat onto the carpet; giving into the need to stay still and relax. To let her body regain what it lost. Blinking away the mist that covered her mind, she suddenly noticed an object lying just within her reach. Her pink lips frowned in confusion as she reached out, gently touching and pulling it closer. It was a necklace, a long black leather strap tied on both ends with a golden small charm, looked to be a demon head with horns resting at the bottom of it.

"Where…did you come from?" She asked softly, her fingers touching the cold metal and like a snap, her body shook and her brain began to flood itself with images. Her hands quickly covered her ears crying out, too much. It was too much! Rolling onto her back, her body arching up to the ceiling, she cried out again. Her voice growing louder, shrieking from a normal yell to almost an alarm siren. She didn't even notice the windows cracking and braking, the television exploding in glass and flames, the lamps around her shattering, spilling to the carpet floor. She didn't notice anything but the images. She saw him, the man with the freckled face when she was falling. He was fighting with another, a taller man with longer hair. She could see them, fighting strange creatures, monsters. Demons with black eyes, she could see it all. Endless fast food, road trips, she watched from the outside as these two men, two brothers drove around to one town after another, protecting, helping, saving.

Slowly the memories stopped flooding her leaving her panting on the floor, broken glass and wires lying all around. Lowering her hands from her head, she looked back to the necklace she had dropped, reaching out to pick it back up, holding it limply above her head.

With narrowed eyes, pieces began to connect. "I'm…" She began. "I'm… an angel." The charm did nothing but sway before her in the air. She didn't know how she knew, but she could feel it, feel her body slowly change and pressure on her back. Tilting her head, her voice ripped out in a weak laugh when she noticed her wings, lying limp and exhausted upon the carpet floor like her. With a twitch of her shoulder she could move them a little, enough to let her feel again, to shake the broken glass from their white feathers. She was remembering… But it wasn't enough. She still didn't know her own name let alone why she was here. Lowering her hands to her chest, she clutched the necklace tightly, letting her eyes close to the silence of the room, listening to the wind that entered from the broken windows. She needed to find her answer; she needed to find the man with the sad blue eyes and the women with long blond hair. She needed to understand what happened to her and why she couldn't remember anything.

She needed to find and protect the man with the short cut hair. She needed…. She needed…

"…Dean…"