Disclaimer : I do not own Supernatural. All rights go to their respective owners.

Hello everyone. My name is ShotgunRain. Return of the Nephilim is a sequel to Little Nephilim Girl by PlaidWrappedMoose. I am writing this with their permission. I hope to do this story justice.

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Just a small town.

Dean,

You will probably only read this if I am dead, or have left. Any other time and I would probably try to cut you. Anyways I just want to say thanks, for everything. When my dad dumped me with you, you just kind of rolled with it and accepted me. The way you fought with Dad about where I was going, right before my training started, made me feel like I was part of a family. That was a new feeling to me. I never had a family before, so it was nice to experience that feeling at least once. You were always there for me, even after I had admitted I had killed Bailiel. You didn't look at me any different. Both you and Sam. Saying Goodbye to him was one of the hardest things I have had to do. The next hardest thing was saying goodbye to you, Bobby, and Dad when the angel came for me. Even though I wasn't physically present during the final battle, I had a vision of what went down. You said I had just been knocked around by Lucifer and that's why I couldn't remember anything. That's a good lie, but I know the truth. I died that day Dean. I have the memories of my Heaven. I didn't say anything because I was just happy to be alive again. You said that each person gets their own personal heaven which is their happiest memory. My happiest memory involves you, Sam, and Bobby. It was right after the ghost sickness case and we were all sitting around in the parking lot of the old wood mill. That's my happiest memory.

So goodbye from a Little Nephilim Girl who happened to be adopted by hunters.

Avriel Win

It had been three years since Avi died and every year Dean thought of the letter she had left him.

Avriel Win

How was she planning on ending that? He remembered her saying her last name was Winters, but then she had also said she wasn't using that name anymore. So what could she have been writing? Was she going to write Winchester? It would have fit with her last line.

So goodbye from a Little Nephilim Girl who happened to be adopted by hunters.

Adopted by hunters. They sure did become close.

"Dean? Dean are you listening to me?"Sam was asking. Dean shook his head clear.

"Yeah, why, what do you got?" Sam let out a sigh.

"A 32 year old woman went missing last night from her home."

"So disappearances happen all the time Sammy. What makes this one special?"

"The victim, Chloe Jackson was last seen by a homeless woman who swears a bright light snatched her up."

"A bright light?"

"Even more this was left on the wall where the lady spotted her." Sam passed a photo to Dean.

"Is this?"

"Looks like Enochian to me." Sam finished his sentence.

"Let's head out then." Dean said, standing from his chair.

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One day later

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"Thank you." Dean nodded to the officer who let them into the cell where the homeless woman was sitting on the ground. She looked up at the two when they entered the cell.

"Who are you?" She croaked out.

"Agents Johnson and Perry." Sam and Dean pulled out their badges for her to inspect.

"We would like to ask you some questions about what you saw the night disappeared."

"Chloe. Her name was Chloe."

"Ok, did you know Chloe?" Sam asked.

"Small town like this, everybody knows one another. Chloe was well known and well liked here. She baked cookies for David's bake sales."

"David?" Dean cut in

"Her son. She has two kids. Only David is hers though. She adopted Abigail about three years ago, or was it two." The lady looked deep in thought while she mumbled to herself.

"How old are her children?" Dean asked.

"David, he's eight. I remember when he was born, cute little thing. Abigail, she's 18. Chloe adopted her when she was 15. Pretty little thing. She has all them boys after her, but she swears she'll stay single until she finds the one."

"Where can we find Abigail?" Dean asked. He was getting the feeling that if they didn't stop this woman would start talking about all the town gossip.

"She still lives with Chloe. She should be at the house with David." Sam stood up.

"Thank you Ms.."

"Call me Linda."

"Thank you Linda." Sam turned and exited the cell with got the address of Chloe from the desk officer and headed in that direction. Chloe lived not too far from the police station, so they walked to the house. When they got there, it looked like no one was home. Sam walked up to the door and gave a small knock. They heard a thump from inside then the sound of footsteps running down the stairs. The door opened and the brothers came face to face with someone they never thought they would see again.

A/N This is just the beginning chapter. I appreciate any feedback, so feel free to give it.

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