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~Chapter 2 ~

"Thanks so much for sneaking them in here, Bruce," Isabel told an old friend of her father's for the tenth time.

He grins and nodded, "Don't mention it. It's a little tricky though, running checks on this one. He was said to be dead in another city."

"They are good with sneaking themselves. But, well, they need help," she replied as they started at Dean in the clinic room he was sharing with his Dad and brother.

"And you're going to give it to them?"

"Well, the help that I can."

Bruce nodded and then asked, "Have you blessed them yet?"

"No, I was going to after you left. I have to check their necklaces too. Lock them in something if they are symbols of anything I don't know."

"Alright, well, I'll let you get to it," Bruce said with a smile, and then left the room.

Isabel closed the door then went over to her pack, pulling out a Bible. She sat down in a chair, glancing at the three men. Bowing her head, she closed her eyes and whispered in a pray.

"Dear Heavenly Father, it is your Daughter Isabel. I have found the Winchester like I was told to do. Now I need Your help to protect them. I can't do that on my own and I know it. Please Father; help me to say the words to protect them."

Slowly Isabel rose, still in prayer and walked around the room, "Bless this room, Father, keep it save from all evil spirits that would come in here to harm these men. Bless and protect this man, John Winchester. Keep him save with Your guidance and love."

Next Isabel walked to Sam.

"You know this is the one the demon is after as well. Please put your protective hands around Sam. Let no harm come to him. Help him in all that he must do." She whispered, "Heavenly Father, whatever evil is after him, keep it from touching Sam Winchester. Bless him and watch over him."

Last, she moved to Dean's bed, pausing to stare at him. He looked slightly different then what she first thought. His hair was brown, but there was some blonde to it. He had a strong chin, an almost perfect nose – must have gotten punched there when he was younger, a day growth of a beard, full lips that made her wonder what his kiss would feel like. She shook her head to bring her back to the matter at hand.

"Heavenly Father, bless Dean Winchester and keep him save. Guard him and his heart. He was hit hard tonight by what took place. He needs Your love as never before. Help me to show him Your love. Help him to learn that no matter what happens, he won't ever be alone."

Isabel checked the rest of their necklaces, but didn't find anything that concerned her. So she went back to the chair, knelt and finished her pray.

"Thank you, Father, for blessing me with the gifts you have. For letting me find the Winchesters first before someone or something else did. Help me help them. Send Your Guardian Angels to watch over us. And please send them to watch over my family as well. In Jesus' name I pray, Amen."

"That was the longest prayer I ever heard," Dean said from bed.

Isabel jumped up. He smiled slightly at her.

"I thought you were sleeping."

"I was, until I heard you start praying. Where are we?"

"We're at the free clinic."

"I thought you said you were taking us to a friend's."

Isabel grinned some, "Don't miss a thing do ya?"

"Nope."

"My friend owns this place and has been checking on you and your family. Doesn't worry, Bruce can keep secrets?"

Dean nodded some, even though he would be having his own talk with this Bruce when they left. He stared as Isabel for a moment, then asked, "Why did you bless each of us?"

"To protect you."

Dean tilted his head some, cocking an eyebrow. Isabel walked over to the chair on the left side of Dean's bed and sat down.

"I'm sort of a hunter as well," she said looking him in the eye, noting that they were hazel. Brown swirled with the green with hints of gold and yellow. And she could just barely see streaks of blue.

"You hunt?"

"Yes." Isabel paused, "Well, I do what I'm told to do. If it is to hunt in that moment, that's what I do."

His smirk told her that he wouldn't get convinced easily. Well, it was different with each person she helped. Why should Dean Winchester be any different?

"You know my full name, I think I should know yours," Dean stated. "And the reason you have been looking for us."

"My name is Isabel Berkeley. As for the reason why I have been looking for you, I can't answer that."

"Why not?"

"Because I wasn't told exactly why I had to find your family. Just that I had to do it and fast."

"Sure it was to find my family and not me?" Dean asked turning on his charm.

Isabel smiles some. "Ah yes, the famous Dean Winchester seductive ways. You know you leave a string of broken hearts when you leave a town."

Dean raised his eyebrows in a way as if to say do I?

"Believe me Dean when I say this…" Isabel started, "If I had wanted to just find you, I wouldn't have waited this long to make my move."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. Sorry, but I really don't go for the 'I'm so big and bad, God's gift to women' kinda guys. Too much of an ego to compete with," She said with a straight face that made Dean laugh.

"So then I guess suggesting we go back to your place would be a waste of breath?"

"Clearly."

Dean shook his head and flashed a grin at her, "How 'bout we make a little wager?"

"I doubt I'll take it. When you make wagers you risk the chance of losing."

"Perhaps, but the chance that you are going to win is so tempting," he gave a lazy smile. "Besides, believe me when I say this, even if you lose the bet you'll win something even better."

"Somehow I just don't see you in bed as better than winning the bet."

"Ah but you haven't seen me in bed yet. And no, this hospital bed does not count," Dean added with a slight smirk.

Isabel grinned. "I'd say it does. So no need for that 'yet' comment."

Dean sat up some; Isabel leaned back in her chair casually.

"I am guessing that means you are too scared to make the bet then?" He smirked, leaning against the pillows some, "Can't say I really blame you, but still it is a shame."

"Why's that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You have no idea what you are missing."

"Yeah, well if you keep going on and on like that it must be worth missing," Isabel said, holding back a grin. "I mean, only guys who completely suck would go on about how great they are. At least, that is how it always seems to be when guys try to get me into their bed."

Dean suddenly looked bored.

Hmm, I guess I hit that one a little too close to home, she chuckled in her mind. "Don't you want to know how your Dad and Brother are doing?"

"You're a doctor?"

"No, but I know the Doctor here personally. And he tells me anything and everything I want to know."

"With jeans like that, who wouldn't?" Dean muttered.

Isabel rolled her eyes, "Bruce is like an Uncle to me. He wouldn't be checking out my assets like you were."

His eyebrows raised some, "How did…"

"I can just sense things." She shrugged.

"What are you?" Dean demanded, suddenly getting angry.

Isabel laughed. "Right I am some evil demon and yet I asked God to bless you while I prayed in Jesus' name. Real smooth Dean makes perfect sense."

Dean went to get out of the bed, but Isabel was up faster than him with her hands on his shoulders.

"Relax, man. I promise I am not going to harm you. Look, Sam is fine. He just has a few cuts and bruises but they will heal soon. As for John, he has a cracked rib from the impact of the crash."

"That's it?"

She nodded, "Yes, you all were very blessed to walk away from something like that has unharmed as you were. And if you are wondering about yourself, which I can clearly see you're not, you lost a good deal of blood."

Yeah that kinda happens when you have a freaken' demon trying to squeeze you inside out! Dean thought before replying, "And you are telling me this because?"

"Figured you should know. Bruce has already put some donor blood back into you and the rest your body will create."

"Well thanks for that bit of info Doc. Think I can have a glass of water or something?"

"Think you can drop that smart-ass attitude?"

"The day Dean stops being a smart-ass is the day I become one."