Disclaimer: I do NOT own Supernatural or NCIS! I only own Erika Kross and Rayzel!

A/N: I do NOT know how often I will be able to update this particular fanfic, but I will try as I am working on my Fast & Furious fanfic series. So, please work with me.

Screaming from my partners was all I could hear. McGee screaming for me to stay with them. DiNozzo begging me not to leave him alone with them. Gibbs's voice was calm; he was asking me to stay with them. I couldn't even hear Ziva's voice.

The lights started to blur in my vision. I couldn't make out whether it was McGee or DiNozzo holding my head steady. Hell, the sounds weren't coming from where they should be.

I didn't know where I was going, but I was hoping I would see him again. Ash. The one who saw me for me. All the stupid shit we did made us grow closer.

Sure I loved everyone I worked with. But they could never fill that void that his death left.

When I coughed, the pain in my chest grew and I could taste the metallic and slightly salty life-sustaining liquid. I smirked; I knew this was my end. Shot by a human rather than a demon or something of the like. How crazy? Ash always said my death wouldn't be the result of a creature; but a human. How right was he? Said I was too tough for a demon or whatever to kill me.

The pain subsided and my vision went black; my hearing remaining. Sirens. I knew they wouldn't be able to help me. I was too far gone. I could feel my body being lifted onto something. I could feel the hands of the technicians working to save me. But they were too late. I was too far gone.

I felt myself slip away.

The next thing I know, I'm waking up; laying on a familiar pool table.

It couldn't be. The smell of it was exactly the same. Beer and cigarette smoke. I sat up, my eyes scanning the area. It was the Roadhouse! Like it was before!

I heard a door open on the side of the bar that was out of my field of view. I could hear the sharp intake of breath before I turned to face whoever came in.

My breath caught in my throat. Was this really happening?

His blue eyes were wide as they locked with my dark green ones. He dropped the beer he had in his hand before he sprinted over to me just as I moved to sit on the edge of the pool table.

"Erika?" he asked as he put his hands on either side of my face. "What are you doing here?"

"Ash?" I asked, not sure if what I was seeing was real or not.

"It's me, Erika," he replied, still shocked.

I guess I would be too if the positions were reversed!

"But how are you here?" he asked me as he let me hop off the pool table. "I mean, didn't you quit hunting after I died?"

"You remember how you always said a supernatural creature wouldn't be the cause of my death?" I asked as we sat at the bar, a bottle of beer for each of us.

"Yeah?" he asked, not catching on to what I was saying. Until it dawned on him, "A human killed the badass Erika Kross?"

"Yep," I answered, laughing as I shook my head before I took a drink of the beer.

"How the hell did that happen?" He asked me, not quite believing it. "If a demon couldn't kill you, then I seriously doubt a human could."

"Well, the guy put a bullet right here," I told him, pointing to a spot inches from the top of my breastbone. "Didn't see it coming either."

"And why were you in that kind of danger to begin with?" He asked as narrowed eyes met mine.

"I was a fed, remember?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"FBI?" he asked his narrowed eyes going slightly wide.

I shook my head, "Nope," I responded, popping the 'p'. "NCIS. Naval Criminal Investigative Services."

"NCIS?" His voice was confused.

Had he not heard of them before?

"Kinda like the FBI but only for Navy and Marine Corps personnel," I explained before I took a drink of my PBR. "If the victim was from either branch of the military, we were automatically called in. Also, if the suspect is from either branch, the case is transferred to us."

Ash nodded, "I hope everything didn't hurt you too bad, Erika."

I shook my head, "The pain was there the entire time. It never truly healed but I learned to live with it and accept it."

I suddenly felt a different angelic presence with us. The two of us turning around, we spotted an angel. Rayzel.

"Hello, Erika," The female angel said to me.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her, confused. "The last time I saw you was when Yellow Eyes caused the fire at the Roadhouse."

"I am afraid I must send you back to earth," She told me. "It was not your time to go."

"Then why did you let me die?" I asked, practically shouting at her as tears welled in my eyes.

"I wanted you to speak with Ash once more, Erika," She answered, the sadness still in her voice. "I am sending you back but you will remember everything here. Everything will be set right in time. I promise."

A single tear slipped from my eye. Why was I being forced to leave after I finally reunited with him? I wanted to stay with him for eternity, dammit!

"Please, Erika, trust me," Rayzel said, her vessel's blue eyes pleading.

I looked to Ash, who gave me a reluctant nod. Telling me to go ahead. I didn't want to go.

"Jewelle, I will see you again, I promise," He told me before his soft lips landed on mine.

I returned the kiss, wishing we could stay like this forever.

"Erika."

Ash broke the kiss reluctantly before I would turn to Rayzel. I nodded to her, telling her I was ready. When really, I wasn't. But I had no other choice.

She placed her hand on my cheek, giving me a soft smile before I was whisked away from Our Blue Heaven.