Hey guys, so this is my mew story. It has a new OC designed by my friend Kaitlin, who asked for this story. It took me a week to just figure out how to start it... but I finally figured it out!

Chloe was sitting on a bus, wearing a pair of ripped jeans, and a blue button-down shirt, going to who-knows-where when she felt it. Her brother. She didn't know where he was, but she could feel him screaming. Everyone thought he was dead. Gabriel. She got off the bus at the next stop, and flew to the source of the scream. Gabriel was there, kneeling on the ground, clutching at his stomach, where an angel blade was sticking out.

She gasped, and he looked up "Chloe?" he asked weakly, the movement causing more pain. She ran over to him and laid him on his back, muffling his scream of pain with her hand. She pulled it out, but saw the tear in his grace. This had happened once bore, but she didn't want to remember the searing pain that went through her as Michael had tried to save her. Michael was supposedly her mate, but something was off about their relationship. She still felt every bit of pain as he fell into the pit. She looked at him worriedly.

"There is only one way to save you brother'' she said, looking down at him. He nodded, and she took out an empty vial and her angel blade. She cut his neck, capturing the grace in the bottle, then healed Gabe's now human body.

He gasped, then sighed in relief before he slipped out of consciousness, mumbling a quiet thank you. She looked down at the man she was kneeling by. She ran her hand over his gold hair and sighed.

"What did you get yourself into?" she asked quietly, sadness evident in her voice. She flew him to her safe house, knowing it would take him time to heal mentally. She decided she needed to find someone she could trust, ant then it hit her. Castiel.

It took her weeks to track him down, and Gabriel had woken up later that day, not remembering anything from his past. He didn't remember being an archangel, or a trickster, or even being Loci. He didn't remember his string of broken hearts, the latest being Sam Winchester. He was devastated about Gabriel's 'death'.

When she finally finished crying, and pulled herself out of the house, she searched harder, knowing Castiel could help. She finally found him, but he was in another safe house. The second she appeared, her arms had been pulled behind her back, and a demon knife was at her throat.

She heard a man yell, "What the hell? It's not her." It was the man behind her. He had her wrists pinned up by her shoulder blades, and she was leaning backwards, even though it didn't hurt. She let herself drop completely onto her knees, quickly rolled onto her back, and knocked the man down by pulling his knees with her foot.

He fell, and she was on top of him, pinning him down, and looking down at him. He was amazing. There was an immediate pull on her chest to get closer to him. He had short brown hair, green eyes, and freckles scattered across his cheeks. He looked shocked, and she smiled sarcastically. There were quick footsteps coming closer to them, and then she heard a gasp. "Dean?" her brother asked, and her head shot up so she could look at him.

Castiel was shocked to see his supposedly dead sister. "Chloe?" he asked, and she was off Dean and hugging him in less than three seconds, using her grace to get there faster. He didn't hug back and she frowned. He must've not been on earth for long.

Dean looked at the girl who was hugging his angel friend. Wow. She was hot. She was wearing a pair of ripped skinny jeans, and a tight blue button down shirt that showed off her curves. He just couldn't explain the pull he felt towards her. He wanted to be as close to her as he was before, and even closer. "Umm, what's going on?" he asked interrupting their 'moment'

She spun around to look at him again "Dean Winchester" she said, smiling. "I am Chloe Novak, angel of the lord." She said. She had to be serious at first meetings. If she wasn't, people for some reason assumed she was a demon, or witch, or a god, or once, even a werewolf.

He looked at her, dumbfounded. There had never been a girl that had done that to him. She had completely over powered him, and damn. He noticed the cut on her neck from the knife, and she immediately healed it.

She relaxed some, and zapped over to the couch. "Need to borrow your angel for a while." She told Dean, looking over the back of the couch. She zapped them all to her house, and she brought Sam too, so they were all standing in her huge living room, in front of the couch she was laying on.

Dean looked around. "Where are we?" he asked her. He looked at her like she had a second head, and she appeared behind him, twisting his arm up behind his back, causing him to bend completely backwards, looking up at the ceiling. She leaned down to whisper in his ear.

"If you ever look at me like that again" she said, so only dean could hear. "I will cut off your dick, and shove it down your throat." He warned him. She let him go and he fell backwards onto a small mattress she had made appear. As dean got up, she went to go look for Gabriel, finding him eating in the kitchen.

She smiled and hugged him around the waist. She'd put false memories in for him, so he wouldn't be completely clueless about everything. "You have some guests" she told him, putting her head on his shoulder as he ate.

"Your friends from college." She told him. To Gabriel, he was a normal guy, with a functional family, he went to art school, then college, and he's going to have an interview at a tattoo shop. The last one was real though. She'd got him an interview because he was complaining about sitting around the house. Of course, she was going to have him get some tattoos first. Just a demon tattoo, and the one that hid him from angels, but she would tweak it so she and Cas could find him.

She froze him, not letting him know that she did (or that she had powers), and went to go talk to the bozos in the other room.

She walked back in and they were whispering at each other, not even trying to eavesdrop.

"Well boys," she started saying "Ready for a memory implant?"

So, yeah, it was kind of sad, but it's gonna get better. I promise!