Chapter 1

Prologue

A dreary day Adrian walked his usual route home after being paid with a sack of potatoes. With little effort he pulled the sack in the dirt behind him. The Harsh sun was setting, and with it his final hope. There was no way he could feed his family with just potatoes. When his two angels were borne they would not last more than a week and it would be entirely his fault. Adrian thought of his wife Maria at home eagerly awaiting his arrival. She didn't know that he would return empty handed. He was a failure of a man. "Adrian!" The voice rang from every direction forcing the man to a stop.

"Hello? Hello" he called to the wind. With a faint sound like the fluttering of wings a tall black man stood facing Adrian. His strong features glaring down.

"Oh lord" he gasped stepping back.

"Do not be afraid Adrian I am here to ease you of your strain," The man boomed his voice ringing around them.

"I-I don't understand," Adrian stuttered letting the sack of potatoes drop at his feet.

"You and your family will never go hungry,"

It seemed too good to be true but too good to resist. "What? How can that be possible?"

"Trust me Adrian you will live a fulfilled life. I only ask for one thing in return,"

"Anything," the desperate man breathed.

"When I come your daughter comes with me"

"What No!-"

"You will not refuse this. No harm will come to her if she co-operates and she will be returned safely," The man's voice was threatening to Adrian's frail mind.

Adrian couldn't refuse and he made the deal for his family's health and happiness. But at what price? He would never know.

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The sleek black car rolled down the dirt road, weaving through the wall of forest. As an onlooker you would see two normal brothers heading to a normal destination. But upon further inspection you see nothing of the sort. Dean sat at the wheel content to be back with his baby and his baby brother. Nothing of what happened downstairs mattered now. He wouldn't let his memories ruin the perfect moment. They were something he would confront later. For now he was just bloody happy to be home. Question is how the hell did he get here?

"Earth to Sammy," Dean nudged his brother in the side. Sam had been quiet for the last two hours.

"Huh?" Sam looked up as if he had been a million miles away.

"Dude what's up you look like you're doing long division again," Dean raised his eyebrows waiting for an answer.

"It's nothing Dean I'm fine," Sam faked a weak smile before turning to stare at the green blur.

The truth was Sam had been thinking about Ruby for the last two hours. He knew she would be expecting his call. He just needed to find a way to escape Dean's watch for a few minutes. How the hell was he going to do that? Sam let out a frustrated sigh.

"C'mon man what's bothering you," Dean insisted glancing at him with a cautious eye.

"Dean drop it. Ah how far till Bobby's friends place?" Dean knew Sam was changing the subject but he was too tired to worry just now.

"Not far couple miles. Look man after I-"

"DEAN!" Sam yelled grabbing the dashboard. They came to a halt just in time to miss the startled girl who had run out onto the road. Both brothers looked at each other, then at the girl who seemed to be in a state of shock. Like a deer in head lights. A Deer that was covered in blood and dirt

Ariel stared at the car that had almost run her down. "Holy mother of Jesus I'm in heaven," She muttered a blank look crossing her face.

"Hey sweetheart this really ain't the best place for a Sunday stroll," Dean called carefully stepping out of the car.

"Dean," Ariel sighed.

"Dude she knows my name," Dean shot to Sam who looked just about as shocked as the girl in front of them. He just shrugged that cute look of confusion crossing his face.

"Um who are you?" Dean asked fingers tight on the hilt of his gun, ready to pull it if he needed to. The state she was in there was no way she was stable.

Ariel looked up from her sleeves they were still drenched in her blood, but she had no marks and nothing hurt. "Ariel Orlano...where am I?"

Man this chick was out of it "Um just out of Pontiac Illinois" She took a moment to process that but nothing in her mind seemed to be working right. Too many screws were knocked loose. All she knew was one minute she was watching thick crimson cover her kitchen table and the next she was running out in front of the freaking impala. Now she was standing in front of Sam and Dean Winchester. The mighty pair, the two men of her dreams, the two fictional characters of her dreams, fabricated from a TV show. She really was in heaven.

"Wait Pontiac I live there," She stuttered pulling at a stray twig tangled in her blonde locks.

"Do you need a ride home?" Sam asked ignoring the glare he was receiving from Dean.

"Um...No I don't think I have a house here?" Ariel sighed meeting Sam's gaze levelly.

Dean groaned forgetting his gun this crazy chick was no threat. "Look man let's just ditch her she's crazy," This time he received a glare from Sam telling him to shut his trap. "Well do you need a ride anywhere?" Sam tried.

A chilly wind scraped at Ariel's bear legs she shivered instinctively hugging her torso. The act covered her white blouse with even more red stains from her sleeves. Heaven wasn't supposed to be this cold. "I don't have anywhere to go. Unless...wait Pontiac that's, season five? No four? Yes, episode one. Dean you just got out of hell."

He had is gun out in a second pointing straight at her head. "Okay who the hell are you. And how on god's green earth do you know that?" He growled.

She stood stunned staring down the barrel of the pistol her insides turned. Blood drained from her face and she began to feel faint at the sight of it. This wasn't heaven. Two tears slid down her cheeks as the images flooded her brain slowly moving faster until the blur made her so dizzy she finally blacked out falling limp on the hard dirt road.

Both brothers took a moment staring at the unconscious girl. Frankly neither of them really knew what to do with her. "What now?" Sam asked looking at his older brother still pointing the pistol at the girl.

"Leave her here," He shrugged tucking it away.

"Dean!"

"Okay fine put her in the trunk," Sam continued to glare at Dean not at all impressed.

"Well it's good to see you're still a saint," Dean sighed as they loaded Ariel carefully into the back seat of the impala "But what are we going to do with her?"

Sam just shrugged looking back at her one more time before they took off down the road again.