Prologue

May 3rd 1999

"Bartender another round!" Dean hollered over the music.

"Celebrating love?"

Dean looked over to see a beautiful young woman beside him. She had long red hair that flowed around her shoulders and down her back. Her eyes were a striking green and the dark green dress she wore was more revealing, it should have been illegal. She wasn't anything like Dean's normal kind of girl but he was drunk, it had been a good hunt, and she looked like a gift from god. "Yeah, want to celebrate with me?" he asked moving closer to her so they were almost touching.

She smiled, "Isabella O'Connor, what are we celebrating?" she said with a thick British accent.

"Dean Winchester, and right now I'm celebrating because I met you." he replied.

"Smooth talker I like that. Well Dean Winchester" she said getting to her feet and pressing herself against him. "Let's dance"

Dean let her take hold of him and drag him onto the floor the more they danced the harder he fell for her. As the bar closed he started to panic. "Do you want to come back with me" she asked her accent thick her perfume was buzzing around him. He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or what but he didn't want to leave this woman's side. He nodded unable to form coherent thoughts.

Dean didn't register that they were in fact in his hotel room, all he could think about was Isabella O'Connor and that he would do anything for him. She slowly slid her dress off her shoulders. Dean's heart skipped a beat, he moved forward and helped her take her dress off before pressing his lips to hers.

LILILILI

Dean awoke the next morning with a hell of a hangover. As he opened his eyes he turned his head expecting to see someone in bed with him and being surprised that there was a note on the pillow but no one there. Dean frowned, he didn't remember how he had gotten back from the bar or how much he had to drink last night but he remembered that woman. Her perfume was all over his pillow and he could still taste her on his lips. He grabbed the note and looked it over. "Thanks for the great night stud but I'm off back home to England- Love Isabella"

"Dean?" His dad's voice floated in from outside his door.

"Yeah Dad give me a few minutes, I'll be out okay" Dean called getting up slowly. Dean's head was still foggy and all he could think about was Isabella.

"Hurry up we have stuff to do" his Dad, John Winchester, called back before hitting on the door a few more times to torment Dean.

He grabbed some aspirin from his duffle and swallowed it down with some water before getting ready for the day. He pulled out his wallet, all his money was there but his fake ID was missing he must have left it at the bar. It was no matter he had loads more. That was just his favorite as it said he was 21 not 20. As he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror he knew he had to find her. He was in love with Isabella O'Connor.

LILILILI

Isabella O'Connor wasn't proud of what she had done but it was out of necessity. She had sought out a man in the United States, one that could impregnate her and she could leave behind. It wasn't like she was young; at 40 her prospects of becoming a mother were becoming almost non-existent. There would be no one to carry on the O'Connor name. It wasn't the most moral of things but it was easy, fun, and little risk of him ever finding out what she had done. She had always wanted a child but had never found the right man. For months she had been searching for just the right one and then Dean Winchester happened to drop in to her lap. He was young, handsome, and a muggle. It made life so much easier for her. She took some poly juice potion to change herself into a young red head and had slipped him a love potion and he was eating out of her hands.

It had been a simple matter to sleep with him, apperate, and be back home. Granted she had broken about 20 international laws but it didn't matter, not now for now a month later, she knew she was pregnant so in the end it was worth it.