"Dean!"

Sam Winchester yelled as he was being pinned to a wall by a Leviathan.

"Sam, I have problems here too!"

Dean was scrambling at the floor as another Leviathan was walking towards him, making loud growling sounds. Sam glanced at his brother and saw the borax just a few feet away from him. He quickly signaled his brother but the Leviathan was able to kick it out of their reach before Dean could grab it.

Dean cursed under his breath.

"Smart sons of bitches."

The two were stripped of their guns, anything that could buy them time. The Leviathans were smart, and they keep getting smarter.

Once again, the Winchester brothers were in a mess. They were supposed to be heading at a motel where they could hide for the meantime since some Leviathans copied their forms and went on a killing spree, the accusations falling on the two of them. But they knew that something was coming for them.

These past few weeks, whenever they got into trouble that they can't handle alone, something came and keeps saving their asses. You would be pretty sure that this time is no exception.

Sam was doing his best to hold off the Leviathan in front of him, but not much was helping. A growl escaped Dean's mouth as the Leviathan grabbed his collar, raised him from the ground and threw him powerfully at the wall.

Then, the lights started to flicker, thick fog spread around the trashed room. The floors shook a bit as what seemed to be an invisible force walked towards them, even catching the attention of the Leviathans, stopping them from what they were doing.

"Close your eyes, Winchester."

The voice sounded eerily low and full of seriousness. There wasn't a hint of fear or uncertainty, whatever it was, it sure meant damn business.

The brothers shut their eyes as fast as they could, for they knew something bad would befall them as the voice has warned. Soon enough, the room was filled with loud, painful growls and howls from the Leviathans. A blinding light flashed across the room and one final cry was heard, the signal that it was alright to open their eyes now.

Sam slowly looked across the room and saw his brother on the wall.

"Sammy, you okay?"

"Yeah. You?"

Sam was quick to recover from the flash as he was able to stand up, compared to Dean, who was still rubbing his eyes. Sam made his way through the rubble, towards Dean.

"It came again, huh?"

Dean only nodded in agreement as Sam helped him get up. They saw no body around the room, but it was splattered with blood everywhere. Miraculously though, there wasn't a single drop of blood on them.

"Let's head out."

~~~~~~~~~~~interception~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Sammy, any ideas?"

Dean's head was full of questions. This thing has been there always. Was it following them? Was it watching them right now? Who sent it? Why does it protect them?
Sam, in turn, wasn't that bothered and wanted it to let it be. But Dean, being the stubborn one, wouldn't agree, implying that it still might gank them in the end. He asked for Sam's opinion on what he thinks it is though.

"I think..angel..?"

"Well, I'll be damned. "

"you've got a plan?"

"Sure do."

Dean gave Sam a look of assurance and paused before going on.
" Let's go Leviathan hunting"

~~~~~~~~~interception~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Sam!"

He quickly made his way through the doors and saw Dean, tied up to a chair. By now, you would've realized that this was part of their plan to lure their 'savior' to them. But, hardly anything is planned. They really went to a Leviathan, and got creamed. As soon as that, Sam made preparations in the room. It would be a matter of moments before it arrives.

The Leviathan came out and came at Dean; Sam quickly hid behind a pile of old, antique drawers and watched as a scene unfolds before his eyes.

"Winchester, you managed to get in trouble- yet again."

Fog engulfed the room, and a sly smile crept on Dean's face.

"Not quite."

A spark from behind, and 'it' was caught in a ring of fire. A menacing laugh ringed in Dean's ears. Sam went into action swiftly and sprayed borax at the Leviathans near Dean. He walked towards Dean and untied him. The fog was still thick but they could see feet from the fire.

"Winchester, playing with fire, I see."

Sam butted in, going closer to the trapped being.

"Holy fire, to be exact."

Another laugh escaped the room. The voice seemed to be more distinguished. More female-like, but nothing changed the fact that she sounded dangerous and capable.

"Winchester let me out. I swear you'll regret knowing what I am."

Dean could see half of her body.

The two went closer, and the fog was almost gone. Taking a good look, what stood before them was a young girl.

(A/N: Don't mind the '~~~~~interception~~~~~' thingy. Think of it as '****************************' -it disappears when I save it. so, pretend, please? Rate and review :3 )