Chapter 2: Collision

"Move! Move it!" The deep voice roared over the screaming and crying.

A small crowd of people were rushing towards them and past, trying their best to flee the small town. Parents carrying children while chaos sounded all around them.

"If we're not careful the Gas station will - " A female voice was cut off as a massive explosion pounded out everything else and all the people fell to the ground and tried desperately to get to their feet.

"They're coming! Cover as many people as you can!" The deep voice ordered and aimed his shotgun at the dark figures heading towards them.

"Got it, let's show them whose world this is!"

The two armed figures, one a man clearly in his 50's and the other a young woman stood in the middle of the broken road. The remaining civilians of West Creek ran round and past them whispering thanks to their mysterious guardians. The dark figures grew in size until it appeared a massive shadow engulfed the street. They were dozens of people all pale and bloodied and some even had black eyes.

Not all the civilians had managed to get past the safety of their guardians when the dark figures started attacking them and ripping them to shreds. The mysterious protectors fired into the crowd before being swallowed by the darkness.

Two days later...

The Winchester brothers arrived at the town and stopped the car immediately . They hastily opened their car doors and opened the trunk and grabbed their trusty guns. Upon closing the trunk and car doors the brothers took in the scenery before them.

Blood was everywhere, literally. It was all over the road, buildings, cars, simply everywhere. Cars were either on fire, crushed or over turned. Bodies littered the street and most were not fully intact.

"We're too late." Was all Sam could say to describe the remains of the massacre before them.

Dean took a deep breath and hardened his nerves. 'How on Earth anyone could've survived this I have no idea.' He thought but they had a job to do. "Let's go, there could be survivors."

Keeping alert and checking everything for signs of life, friend or foe, it wasn't long until they heard someone groaning. "So - someone... there?"

"Where are you? Can you move? There are so many bodies we can't tell where you are." Sam called out and they both stopped and waited for a sign of movement.

An arm jerked upward before crashing to the ground again, but it was enough for the brothers to see and navigate their way through the sea of bodies. Upon approaching the man they both saw his torn clothes and several wounds bleeding and staining the ground beneath him.

"Hold on, we're to help. Name's Dean and this is my brother Sam." Dean spoke as he placed his gun on the ground and placed the cloth that Sam had handed to him on the man's most serious injury.

"Gary..." The guy choked out and pointed to his shotgun on the road beside him. "Demons... everywhere... got to find..." The man who appeared to be in his 50's started coughing and some blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

"Did you say Gary? As in Gary Rose the hunter?" Sam asked as he kept watch on their surroundings while Dean continued to do his best to tend to stop the bleeding.

The man whispered "Yeah...How'd you know? You've seen...E-Elizabeth?" He turned his head side to side as if expecting her to be there with them. "She's...Important."

"We know she is. It's why we're here." Dean said as he finished patching Gary up as best he could. "We need to get you somewhere safe."

Suddenly a girl screamed "NO! YOU'RE NOT MOMMY!" and ran across the street, jumping over the bodies as someone chased after her.

Sam dashed out from where he was keeping guard and aimed his gun and shot the woman trying to snatch the girl. The girl turned round and simply stared up at Sam with eyes red and cheeks puffed up and cried some more. "YOU! You shot her!"

"I know its okay, really I'm here to help and so is my brother." Sam spoke softly to the girl and she instantly smiled up at him and hugged his legs.

"Sam you alright?" Dean asked as he stood up beside where Gary was leaning against a trashed car. "We need a place to take these two, Gary's in pretty bad shape." Looking down at the guy, Dean knew that he only had hours left if they didn't get him to a hospital soon.

"Yeah, I'm fine and so is..." Sam trailed off and waited for the girl to say her name.

"Erin!"

-"And so is Erin here" Sam finished as he offered the girl his hand. She couldn't have been more than 6 years old but she was handling the situation pretty well, but that was probably because she didn't understand what happened.

"I have to go back... The lady said it wasn't safe and t-that I shouldn't go out but I had to find mommy!" Erin cried as she hugged closer to Sam's legs.

"Erin do you know where this place is?" Dean asked as he carefully lifted Gary so the older guy was leaning heavily on him.

"Yeah... it's my house." Erin spoke expecting them to know that. Oh how lovely and naive kids her age are, too bad her innocent life has been destroyed and she didn't even realise it.

It took them longer than they would've liked but ten minutes later they arrived outside Erin's house with both Dean and Sam carrying Gary they whole way. They cautiously walked up the steps and banged on the door. The house was decent sized and white on the outside, the windows were all boarded up and the whole place pretty much screamed hostility. It seemed like an eternity before a voice called through the wooden door to them.

"Erin you shouldn't have left!" A young mans voice sternly said "We can't let you back in, you could be a demon."

"Wait a second! She's not a demon! And neither are we, now let us in before those things come back!" Dean shouted at the door angrily, who knew how much time they had before the demons returned and try to kill them again.

"I'm sorry but those are the rules, you can't come in until she says you're clear."

"We don't have time for this, let us in damn it!" Dean yelled again and if he wasn't careful he was going to draw the enemy right to them.

There was silence on the other side of the door and the a crashing sound before the door was hastily opened by a big strong looking man who eyed the four of them up before allowing them entry. The stumbled into the hallway and were surprised to see a guy in his 20's lying on the floor with a black eye and a young woman standing over him looking rather smug.

The door slammed shut behind them and several bolts clicked locked. The young woman turned to face them and her face fell as she rushed towards them.

"Dad! You're alive! I thought I lost you..." Her voice trailed off and she led the small group into the living room.

Sam and Dean placed Gary in an armchair as all the other seats were already occupied with wounded. The young woman knelt in front of him and took his hand gently in hers.

"Elizabeth, thank God they didn't get you." Gary smiled faintly at his beloved daughter and allowed tears of relief cloud his eyes.

"Lady!" Erin practically tackled Elizabeth and toppled her to the ground. "I'm sorry I won't run off again!" The little girl shrieked and sobbed into her chest.

Elizabeth wrapped her arms around Erin and carefully stood up and started heading upstairs. "I'll be back in a minute dad." She said over her shoulder as she made her way back into the hallway.

"I'll try and find more about what's been going on, Sam you follow Elizabeth." Dean's words surprised Sam, if there was ever a girl around then Dean practically jumped at an opportunity to flirt and try and score with them.

But before he could challenge his brother, he had already left and started to talking to other people who were milling about the house. So Sam had no choice but to leave Gary in the capable hands of one of the townspeople as he followed Elizabeth. He followed her into one of the bedrooms and saw her talking to a teenager with short blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Now I want you to stay with Natalie okay Erin? She's going to take care of you for a while." Elizabeth softly placed Erin down on Natalie's lap and the little girl couldn't get her arms round Natalie quick enough.

Natalie smiled up at Elizabeth and said her thanks before turning her attention to the now sleeping 6 year old.

Elizabeth smiled back and turned round to see Sam staring at her with a small smile on his face which quickly disappeared when he noticed her looking at him. They silently left the room and closed the door behind them.

Now that they were alone and not worrying about demons, Sam was able to take in her appearance. She was most certainly beautiful; in fact she could be the most beautiful woman he's ever seen. She was tall for a woman as she had to be around 6 foot, making her only a few inches shorter than him. Her eyes shone brightly in the dimmed landing, a luscious green that reminded him of the fields back where he was born. Gorgeous long dark brown hair that reached halfway down her back, perfect complexion and a heart shaped face.

She looked every bit like an Angel.

"Thanks for saving my dad." Her words brought him out of his observations and back into reality. Her voice seemed so soft and melodic that it surprised him that the supernatural beings hadn't sought her out before now.

"No problem, just doing our job." He smiled slightly at her and saw her frown at his words.

"I'm guessing you're hunters like my Dad then. Weird to think that a few months ago I would've called believing in this stuff crazy." She headed back down the stairs again and returned to inspect her father's wounds.

Now it was Sam's turn to frown at her words. 'She didn't know about demons and monsters until a few months ago? Then she probably doesn't know about her possibly being a half angel.' His thoughts went out for her, to live your life and then suddenly find out you're not exactly what you thought you were, was something he could relate to. It wasn't going to be easy to tell her and part of him didn't want to.

"Sam? What's with the sour face? We found what we're looking for didn't we?" Dean's voice interrupted his thoughts and they both turned to look at Elizabeth changing the bandages that they applied to him a while ago.

"Maybe, but she doesn't know Dean. We could have the wrong person."

"Yeah but what are the chances that she's 25 years old and her mothers name was Azel? I don't think its coincidence Sam." Dean spoke with such certainty that it scared Sam a little bit, it almost seemed like Dean's life depended on it being true.

"Indeed it isn't." Castiel's voice appeared out of nowhere.