Chapter 1

Kansas State Hospital, July 6th 1988, 3:00am

Her screams pierced the delivery room, high, screeching and full of fright. She looked around, terrified, as each of the doctors in the crowded, unpleasant room passed out from unexplainable causes. The lights were flickering frantically, as the room grew colder and darker by the second, and the door slammed shut. In a cross between terror, pain and hoping to attract the attention of the few remaining workers, she screamed her heart out as her contractions grew worse. She knew she was about to give birth any minute, and she had no idea what to do. As the lights flickered again, she saw a silhouette of a person stood in the corner of the room. Unable to get a view of the person as the lights went out, she started gasping, 'help me..please, oh God help me.' She was crying, choking on her tears, her screams faded as she had no breath left, the pain was growing worse. Outside the room she heard a man shouting, she was unable to understand him completely but caught words such as 'QUICK...SALT...DEAN, GET BACK.'

Fading out of consciousness, she thought aloud, 'who's Dean? A doctor? Help...help me,' her voice faded. Again the lights flickered and she saw a silhouette, this time closer, so she was able to see its face. She started screaming, this time because she was about to give birth, and the figure was advancing, it seemed to be closing in on her until all of a sudden it disappeared. She heard a mans voice, 'well done son, quick go get help. Quick go.' Seconds later she felt a stabbing pain in her womb, she realised she'd just given birth. She heard the man's voice again, saw him stood above her, 'Mam, helps on its way, don't give up, you'll be fine, you've just given birth to a beautiful baby girl,' she gazed into his eyes, her vision blurring, all she saw was enchanting brown pools, she felt a feeling of trust for this man as everything got hazy, 'Bellatrix...' she whispered.

'Sorry, what was that mam?' She heard concern in the mans voice, he'd realised she wasn't well, 'QUICK DOCTOR, HELP'

The woman grabbed his shirt front, 'The baby...the baby...Bellatrix...' And with that her grasp loosened and dropped to the side, as she lost all consciousness, and passed away.

The Middle Of Nowhere, Near Illinois, July 6th 2007, 3:00am

19 years later, Bellatrix looked at the photos from her unknown past. She had never known her mother, she died giving birth to Bella, something that bothered Bellatrix so much it hurt. It was her 19th birthday, and she was celebrating it alone, sat in a crummy motel room God knows where. She stood up and stretched, her back arching in a perfect curve, her long blond hair flowing with freedom. She picked up her grey jacket and buttoned it up to the middle, it was cold out but not that cold. She knew there was a vending machine somewhere down the line of motel rooms, and at this moment she craved sugar and lots of chocolate.

She left the motel room, locking the door after her and glancing around, she hated it here, but she had a job to do and it was the only place she could stay that was cheap. She pocketed her hands, her change clinking in her pocket, and walked in the direction of where the vending machine was. She didn't know why but she felt uneasy, maybe it was just because it was 3 in the morning, the time when her mother died giving birth to her, and that fact always made her uneasy. She reached the vending machine safely much to her relief, and she stood staring blankly at the products inside, not taking in what was actually there. She was thinking about what her adopted parents had told her when she was little.

'Bella, when...when your mother died, no one was in the room except one man, he'd come to help. He was the one who told the doctors what to name you. His name was John Winchester.' Her adopted mother waited to see the child's reaction.

'But...he wasn't a doctor?' She was confused, she was only 5, how was she meant to understand this?

'No, he was a hero, if it wasn't for him, you wouldn't be alive today.'

10 years on, Bellatrix had left home, in search of this man, to find out what happened at her mothers death. She never did find him, but she found out the story of how a demon had killed her mother, and John was there to save Bella. She learnt that he was a Hunter, and from that moment she decided she was going to be a Hunter too.

All of a sudden she heard a car door slam which brought her back into reality, she turned briefly for a second and saw figures of 2 men emerging from a black car, one slightly taller than the other.

'...I just don't think that were going to find anything here, Dean.' She heard one of the voices saying.

'We'll just have a look around anyway,'

Bellatrix froze, aware that the 2 men had noticed her presence, she glanced up to see the shorter of the two guys looking at her from a distance. He smiled, her heart skipped a beat, under the dim light from the moon she saw the most enchanting green eyes, and perfect smile. Realising she was staring, she looked down, and brushed her hair over her face. She heard the guy laugh slightly then heard the two guys entering the reception of the motel.

She stuck around to get some Coke and M&M's, and was just leaving to go back to her room when she heard one of the guys mutter 'hold on' to the other, then shout Hey, presumably at her.

She stopped, her body tense, and turned around. She saw the shorter guy walking towards her, and again her heart skipped a beat. Up close she realised he was about 6"1, a good 6 inches taller than her. 'You're out late,' he smiled that smile again, and she felt butterflies in her stomach.

'That's not your problem,' she snapped back. Realising what she said she threw her hand across her mouth, shocked at herself. 'I'm sorry, I'm just a bit...edgy tonight'

'Don't worry about it, I'm Dean. Dean Winchester' He held out his hand, she took it politely, looking into his eyes.

'I'm Bellatrix, Bellatrix Parker' she smiled, she liked saying that sentence, it reminded her of her hero, John Winchester. The one who named Bella, as her mother wished in her last moments.

Then something clicked.

John Winchester. Dean Winchester.

She gasped.

"Dude, that chick was fiiiine." Dean grinned as he settled onto his bed, ready for some well earned sleep after driving 300 miles in his baby, the Impala. He pictured Bellatrix's face and felt a sudden rush in his stomach. He sat up shocked, wondering what the sensation was, then laid back down, imagining her face. When he first saw her, which was from the back, he noticed her long, pale blond hair, almost reaching her - very fine, he thought to himself, smiling - bum.

As he was walking into the building, he had looked sideways at her, she was slim, with a curvy figure, just the way he liked them. But as she looked up, he saw a flash of blue - her eyes, they were the most intense blue he had ever seen in his life. They were the colour of perfectly formed blue flames, beautiful, yet dangerous. He had to stop himself falling into the flames. He had smiled at her, and she looked away. Shy, he had thought at the time. Intrigued, he went to speak to her, to see her face.

Laid on his bed, he thought of her delicate features, her eyes, her long eyelashes and high cheekbones, her perfect mouth, how he wished... He felt the rush in his stomach again and shot up so fast it made his brother Sam jump.

"Whoa Dean what's up with you?" He had a slight smile on his face, as if he was humouring him. Dean tried to compose his face, fearing that his little brother Sammy would be able to see right though him. He sat up "Nothing, I'm just tired." Rubbing his forehead, he closed his eyes for a brief second and saw the piercing blue eyes again. What was happening to him? Was this girl some sort of demon? She seemed weird when he told her who he was, maybe she was in league with the Yellow Eyed Demon. But he had destroyed the Yellow Eyed Demon so she can't be working for him anymore. He puzzled over it, wondering why she was so quick to shy away back to her motel room. Laying down again, he turned to his brother, "Hey Sammy."

Sam looked up from his pillow where he had laid down as well, "Yea?"

Dean paused from a minute, not quite sure what it was he wanted to ask Sammy. "Uh...night."

"Night Dean." He switched the light off, penetrating them into darkness, with only the night light flashing "3:33" at them.

Bellatrix had returned to her motel room several hours earlier like a person possessed. After it clicked that this guy was Dean Winchester, John's son, she didn't know what to do. Ever since hearing about John Winchester she tried to find ways to get in contact, talked to other Hunters, until she found out John had two sons, Dean & Sam Winchester. She lay on her bed, rolling the thoughts around on her tongue, thinking of what she could say to these two people she had never met before yet she knew them by some bizarre connection. Deciding to do something about it, she jumped into the shower and got herself ready, today was going to be the day. She was going to find out more about John Winchester and hopefully find him to thank him in person for saving her.

She got dressed, pulling her tight jeans over her finesse figure and slinging on her favourite over-sized t-shirt with a belt around her waist. Blow drying her hair so it was sleek and professional, she was lucky enough to have inherited her mothers naturally straight hair and also her mothers natural beauty. She stepped into her scruffy but trusty Converse High Tops and stepped out of the door, ready for business.

It was only 7 in the morning so she figured the Winchester brothers would still be in their motel room. At first she thought it may have been too early but she just couldn't wait any longer. She stepped into the cool morning air, breathing in the freshness of a new day, and smiled. Briskly walking into the reception, she asked the person behind the counter where the two guys who came in last night were staying, as she realised earlier she didn't know which room they were staying in. Room 33 the person replied, Bellatrix smiled her gratefulness, and walked out, making her way to the boys room, her heart beating fast in her chest.

Just as she was about to knock, she heard a female scream come from one of the motel rooms just a few doors away from where she was standing. She automatically ran to the room where she heard the screams and banged on the door, shouting 'HEY, HEY ARE YOU OK? LET ME IN.' Still hearing the woman's cries, she ran back a distance, and ran as fast as she could towards the door, flinging all her weight into it and breaking it down, she was sure she heard a 'Good God' come from a few metres away by a voice that sounded somewhat familiar to Dean Winchesters, but she ignored it and flew into the room, only to find the woman crouched in a corner, quivering with freight looking above her screaming. Bellatrix stopped where she was stood and looked up above her fearing what she had a feeling was happening here.

She was right, up in the corner of the room, above the woman was a grudge, black hair, pale face.

Bella had heard of these before, she had seen the film The Grudge, but hadn't realised that it was true. But for the life of her, she had no idea why it was here. They're normally just based in Japan, as it is a Japanese belief. Quick on her feet she ran into the kitchen to see if there was any salt but just as she got into the kitchen she heard a gun shot.

Turning around, she saw Dean stood in the doorway, holding up a Salt gun. She saw Sam running into the corner comforting the terrified woman, and she realised the Grudge had disappeared - for the time being.