Story Title: Keep Going

Author: SpartaBlaze

Rating: T (for swearing and violence - I mean, it's the Winchesters)

Story Summary: Charlotte has spent her entire life hunting demons and monsters. She was told by the man who raised her for a few years to always stay away from the Winchesters. One night, a case leads her straight to them. Does she run like he told her to or does she stick around?

Author's Note: I'm sorry that I'm a little late with uploading a story. I promise updates for my other story is coming, but for right now, enjoy the first chapter of my first Supernatural fanfiction. Let me know what you think.

Chapter 1: Get Lost

POV: Dean's

"Where are we heading now, Sammy?" I asked, looking over at him in the passenger seat. Cas sat silently in the back, looking out the window. Our last case had been kind of hard on him, so he hadn't talked much since we got in the car. I let him sit back there, since I understood what it was like. We all knew.

"Um...there's been four mysterious deaths in a small town in Virginia," Sam said to me. "One guy claims he's been around for all four murders, and he swears he saw a person cause the deaths."

"Vengeful spirit killing off all of his friends?" I asked.

"If that's the case, he has friends all across the town," he told me. "How would it be getting around?"

"Don't know. But we're heading there next," I said. I looked in the rear view mirror. "You okay with Virginia, Cas?" I asked. He nodded silently, not looking at me. I sighed.

"Any ideas on how to fix him?" I mouthed to Sam. He shrugged.

"I have no idea. We've never been that good at coping," he mouthed back. I sighed.

"Cas, anything you want to do when we get to Virginia?" I asked as I turned off the highway. He shook his head. "There's gotta be something. Strip club, bar? Church?" Sam smiled, holding back his laughter. Cas flashed his eyes up to glare at us. I grinned, meeting his eyes in the mirror. He looked away again.

The rest of the ride to Virginia was quiet, other than Asia playing in the background. Sam and I switched places at dawn so I could sleep for a little while. We would check into a motel once in town.

I was awoken to Sam shoving my shoulder. "Dude, what the hell was that for?" I demanded, still half asleep. I opened my eyes, letting them adjust to the bright light. I was faced by Cas, staring straight into my eyes. "Cas, too close." I could feel him breathing.

He backed away, ducking his head and walking away from the car. I groaned, getting out of the car, nearly banging my head on the roof of it. I followed Cas to the motel. Sam was nowhere to be seen. I knew I wouldn't get anything out of Cas so I didn't ask.

I decided to take another approach to get him to talk. Sam was fine, most likely, just getting a head start on the case. This was not the first time he had done this. "Cas, I'm sorry," I told him as I followed him into the motel room. He shook his head. "I wouldn't have done it if I had any other choice."

"Any other choice?" I heard him whisper. I was a little shocked he had said anything. "You killing her was never a choice."

"Cas, she was going to kill us all if we didn't stop her," I argued.

"It doesn't matter. You should have let me-" he started, turning around as Sam opened the door.

"Cas, you're talking again," he noted, glancing at me. "On another note, I talked to the guy who said he had been around all four murders, and he said that the guy had all-black eyes."

"So a demon. Not that big of a deal. We've dealt with worse," I said, looking at Cas. "Our last case was much worse." He glared at me, going back to avoiding me. The second I looked back at Sam, I heard him disappear.

"He's mad, huh?" Sam said. I nodded.

"Very. He's pissed that I killed her," I told him. "I don't know what else he would have wanted."

"I honestly don't know. Maybe he wanted to be the one to do it," he suggested. I shrugged.

"I know where we can find the demon," Cas said, reappearing in the room again behind me. I turned to look at him. "He can be found in the bar off the main street every night, according to the townspeople."

I grinned. "Guess you're going to a bar after all," I told him. He sighed. "Come on, Cas. It'll be great."

We found the bar he was talking about a few hours later after the sun went down. When we walked in, I realized that Cas had been holding out on me. It was a bar, but it was also a strip club, too. And damn, they had some very nice looking women here tonight.

"Keep it in your pants, Dean," Sam said to me quietly. "We're on a case. You can fool around later, after we catch this guy."

"What does he look like, Cas?" I asked. He pulled out a picture that came from security footage and handed it to me.

"Guys, does the girl over there look familiar to you?" Cas asked suddenly. I looked up and followed his faze. He was looking at a girl with long purple hair that fell over her shoulders. She was wearing this amazing black bra and thong. The only thing that was off was that she was staring straight at us.

"No, she doesn't. Not to me anyway. I'm sure Dean probably knows her from somewhere," Sam said. I looked at him briefly. When I looked up, she and Cas were gone. I sighed.

"Where the hell did he go now?" Sam asked.

"I lost her," Cas said right behind me. I flinched, turning around and stepping back.

"What do you mean, you lost her?" Sam asked.

"She ran off. And I went to track her, but I can't. She must be branded," Cas told us.

"But I thought only angels could do that," I spoke up.

"That's what I thought, too. But maybe she knows where more angels are," Cas said. "We must find her."

"What about the demon?" Sam asked.

"He comes here every night. We can come back," Cas said. "I think she headed out back."

The three of us made our way through the crowd of horny dudes and reached the back door. However, it led us to a dead end alleyway. There was no other way out.

"I-I don't understand," Cas said. "She went out this way."

"Maybe she's an angel?" I suggested.

"No. If she was, I would have been able to see her true form," Cas said, shaking his head.

"Alright. Well, we'll find her, okay?" I said. "Let's just focus on finding the guy first."

As we were getting ready to head back inside, I heard a gun cock behind us. My hand immediately went to my gun tucked into my pants as we whipped around. There was the girl, dressed now in a loose t-shirt. She had a gun aimed straight at my head.

"He told me to stay the hell away from you," she growled, putting her finger on the trigger.