After the police arrived, they questioned everyone. Much to Sam and Dean's dislike. But everything went smoothly. Dean figured it was because of the two previous murders this girl had experienced.
After everyone had left, she sat there at the bar, drinking a beer and saying nothing.
"You sure your okay?" Sam asked, once again and Dean reached over and hit him. "What?" Sam asked.
"I'm fine. Really. No harm done. Seen one gruesome sight, you've seen them all." She grabbed her beer and took a big long drink. "You can go to your rooms…you don't have to babysit me."
"We aren't babysitting you." Dean snapped. "You just found a heart in a box and you sitting here like it was nothing. We're a little concerned."
She didn't say anything for a while and didn't look at either of them. But then, she slowly brought her beer up to her lips. But just before she took a drink, she whispered, "That was my dad's heart…"
"Excuse me?" Sam said fast.
"How the hell would you know that?" He demanded. She turned and looked at him, lips just moving to speak when Dean held his hand up. "If you say you had a feeling…"
"You'll what?" She challenged. Her eyes were suddenly smoldering with rage. "Please enlighten me Dean." She spat.
Dean blinked. "What'd you call me?"
"Dude! You told her your name."
"No…I didn't."
Lizzy looked just as shocked as they were. "Your name's…Dean?" She asked.
"How'd you know…"
"I heard it. It just…showed up in my mind." She said fast. "He…told me." She added and suddenly she was looking around.
Dean, a little worried also started looking around. "Who…are we looking for?"
"I don't really…know." She whispered. "He just…he's there. All the time. Whispering to me…in my dreams telling me things…showing me things…" She said it a little dreamily, her eyes going soft as she spoke.
"What's he look…"
"I have to go lock up the office." She said fast and jumped up. "Night boys." Lizzy called as she stormed away.
"Hey! Wait!" Dean called, but she was already gone.
"Dean what the hell is going on here?" Sam asked softly, leaning in as if there might be someone there listening to them.
"I have no idea Sammy…but I don't like it. She's like a robot. Emotionless and…evil." Dean said this word harshly.
Sam chuckled. "Evil? Come on Dean, that girl is anything but evil. She's only eighteen by the looks of her."
"Don't have to be old to be evil…" Dean whispered. "I'm gunna go book out room for a few more days. Something's going on here Sam and I wanna know what." Rising to his feet, Dean marched out of the bar leaving his little brother sitting there half laughing and half worried about just what was happening at this hotel.

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Lizzy head was swimming with the sound of his soothing voice as she sat in the office, eyes glazed over and resting on some mindless piece of paper. It was his voice, it just made her like this. Even the sight of him in her dreams, that blurry vision of him standing before her made her melt inside. This was what he did to her. Whoever he was…if he was even real.

Reality came back to her suddenly and she started tapping her fingers onto the desk before reaching out and taking hold of a pen a twirling it in her hands. She sighed then and placed the ball of the pen onto the paper and started scribbling out what she remembered from what he said.

Dean Winchester.

"Dean…Winchester." She whispered the name and knew right away that it was Mr. Joe Perry who was currently staying in the hotel.

IT was a very good looking name, and it went with the good looking man. Very powerful name, and sexy…

Lizzy shook her head and sighed before placing her free hand onto her chine, trying to block out the mental image of him when she was watching her the moment he walked into the hotel.

"Dean Winchester." She whispered his name again. It was like he was suddenly haunting her, now that she knew his name. He was most assuredly, and potentially perfection in human form…and yet she could shake the feeling that there was something more under the surface. Something dark.

Just then the bell to the office rang and he entered. Joe Perry, or rather Dean Winchester.

"Oh…hello." She whispered sheepishly, trying not to blush. "Look I'm alright so you really don't need…"

"We wanna stay a few more nights." He said fast and marched right up to the desk.

"You…what?"

"Two more nights. We like it here." He flashed a very fake, yet adorable grin. Just then, his eyes fell onto where he pen was resting and his eyes went wide. Lizzy didn't need to look down to know that he saw what she had written.

"Two nights then? Okay I'll just put that in the books and…"

"Why is my name on that paper?" He demanded, his voice becoming filled with anger.

"I didn't…it just…"
Suddenly he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bottle of watcher and held it in her direction. "What are you?" He demanded.

"What do you mean what am I…what are you doing?!" She cried out as she was splashed with water. "Are you out of…Is that holy water?!" Lizzy cried out, seeing the little golden cross on the bottle.

Dean looked from he to the bottle and his face softened. "Well it's just…How do you know my name!"

"I told you! He told me! I don't know who he is but…" She stopped talking when the bell rang once again and the other man, One Wedge Antillies walked in.

"What's going on?" HE asked.

"She knows my real name and I wanna know how."

"Look, I don't want any trouble I just…" She stopped the moment she heard his voice in her mind and once again her eyes glazed over. "Dean and Sam Winchester, Demon hunters." She whispered, as if she were possessed.

Dean and Sam exchanged look before looking back at the girl who was slightly shocked at what had just happened.

"Demon…hunters?" She whispered.

"You make a deal?"

"A deal…for the rooms?"

"With a demon!" Dean screamed.

"Oh god…I've lost my mind. I'm going insane. I knew it! I KNEW IT!" She screamed out suddenly and she looked frantic. But then, just like before, she suddenly went soft in her stance and her eyes glazed over. And over her lips came a very soft hint of a smile.

"Are you…okay?" Sam called.

She blinked and looked at them. "What?"

"What just happened to you?" Dean demanded.

"I…I don't know. He just…pulls me away and makes it all better sometimes. Whenever I'm on the edge he…pulled me back." She said this almost lovingly and Dean seemed to get even more angry from the look her got over his face.

"What does he sound like?" Sam asked softly and Dean shot him and angry glance to which Sam shrugged.

"Velvet voice…mixed with anger and malice. And ever knowing belonging. Loving yet…able to snap any second."

"How the hell did you get all that from a voice?"

"I'm a good…judge of character."

"Something's going down here." Dean said fast, eyes still on the girl.

"Demon?"

"I'm thinking yeah."

"Great…" Lizzy whispered, and bowed her head. "I'm nuts…again."

"Look…both of your parents died the same way right? Heart pulled outta their chest? That's classic demon." Dean explained. "SO something might come after you and…it's our job to stop it."

"Okay…okay lemme get this straight. There is a demon after me who is also talking to me?"

"Maybe…" Sam turned to Dean. I've never heard of a demon talking to a human like that before."

"Or stalking them since they were young." Lizzy seemed to flinch at that.

"Look…I'm going to go to bed now…" She said softly and then walked out of the office rapidly.

Dean and Sam watched her leaving and that was when it Sam. "Again?" He whispered.

"Huh?" Dean called.

"She said she was going nuts…again."

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Lizzy sighed as she fell back onto her bed, her long blonde hair swirling around her face. This had to have been the worst day she'd had since her father died. And it just kept getting worse and worse.

"Dean and Sam Winchester…" She whispered their names once again and sighed. "Demon hunters…sure."

Sleep now Elizabeth…

Elizabeth's breath caught in her chest and her heart fluttered as she sat up fast. "You're here?" She called hopefully, her smile coming out.

Elizabeth….sleep. The voice ordered.

"Will you be there?" She called softly as she slowly went back to laying down.

Sleep Elizabeth…sleep.

"Okay…" She whispered with a smile, eyes closing as she floated away into sleep.

&&

"Dean…Dean wake up."

"M'wha?" Dean moaned as he rolled over and opened his eyes to see Sam standing there. "What?" He growled.

"Something's up….and I think we have company." Sam pulled away from Dean and pointed towards the television which was going on and of and going from picture to snow reception. The lights outside were also flickering on and off.

"Angel…" Dean growled before be jumped out of bed and grabbed the gun that was under his pillow.

"But why? What's an Angel doing here?" Sam asked as he followed his brother towards the door.

"Dunno, but we're gunna find out." Dean snapped before he ripped over their hotel room door and they marched out. They stopped dead however at the sigh of who stood before them.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Dean demanded.

&&

Lizzy awoke painfully, after a horrid dream filled with the darkness she so longed to forget. IT was the first time that she had had one since her mother died. IT was the first time that he let the darkness back in. The first time he broke his promise.

AS he eyes adjusted she noticed that the light beside her bed was flicking on and off, as were the street lights outside. "What the hell?"

"What the hell are you doing here?" She head Dean's angry voice call from outside.

Lizzy jumped up, slightly startled and started walking ever so slowly towards the door.

"I said what the hell are you doing here!" HE screamed now.

Lizzy rushed at the door now but stopped short, reaching out and very slowly opening it just a crack.

She saw Dean standing there, a gun in his hand looking furious. And then there was Sam, looking just as angry, only slightly afraid too.

And then there was the man facing them. The man she didn't know. All she saw was his dark hair an his long and pale beige trench coat. Lizzy opened her door only enough to slip out and then shut it softly, before she pressed herself against the wall and watched the action unfold.

"Why are you here!" Dean screamed.

"You will not harm her." The voice. Her breath caught in her chest and her eyes went wide. The voice. His voice!

"Excuse me?" Dean snapped.

"You will not harm her."

"Why are angel's getting involved in this?" Sam asked fast.

"Angel's aren't. I am." The man said in the tone that indicated to her that he was angry. "You will not harm her, nor lead her away from her path."

"You know what's going on here then?" Dean asked.

"I've known since the start. And it's been preparing her."

"Preparing her? For what?"

"For her time."

Lizzy caught the hint of passion in his voice and it made her heart race a million beats a minute as she slowly inches her way closer, babe feet pressing against the cold pavement.

"So the heart tonight? And the dead parents? That's preparing her for what? More teen aged trauma?" Dean snapped.

"You wouldn't understand. No one understands but us. She is one of a kind. And when he times comes…"

"What? You'll send her off to her death cause it's his will? No way. Not this girl. She's innocent!"

"She is not some simple girl you can just set aside Dean. She is much, much more than that. And I know what you think of when you look at her. And trust me when I tell you that no man will ever…" He stopped talking suddenly and turned his eyes ever so slightly and he saw her.

She gasped softly and stopped walking, eyes locked onto the profile of the man she so longed to meet.

Sam caught sight of her first. "Lizzy?" He called.

"What are you doing out here?" Dean growled.

In that moment she pulled away from the wall and everything she felt for this man melted together. And she knew it was true. The heat, the lust, the need and the wanting. The joy from seeing his face or hearing his voice. Everything came together and she knew she loved him.

But also, at the same time, came a fear. He had promised her that she would never deal with the darkness again, and yet tonight he had failed her. And it hurt. Hurt more then she knew a human could hurt.

"Lizzy go back to your room. This has nothing to do with…"

"You broke your promise." She whispered. "You lied to me."

"What?" Dean called.

"You let everything that I fear come back into my world and rip me apart!" She cried out, her heat feeling as if it were breaking. "You promised me. And you kept that promise for so long! And then tonight…" Tears were filling her eyes now. "Tonight you broke it." She whispered and she bowed her head. "You broke me…"

He looked away from her fast and then said simply. "Elizabeth, go back to sleep." IT was practically an order.

And this time, her heart really did break. She snapped her head up and looked at him. "Wha…what?"

"You two know each other?" Dean asked.

"Elizabeth now." He ordered.

"No." She said it sternly, and for the first time ever.

"What?" He demanded ever so softly, turning and facing her fully.

He heart went wide when she saw him standing there. It was better than the blurry vision in her dreams. Better that just hearing his voice. Better than anything she could have ever imagined.

"I won't go back to sleep. How can I?!" Lizzy cried out. "You lied to me!"
"I never lied to you." He said it as if it didn't matter to him at all that she was hurt.

Lizzy felt herself trembling as she watched him, wanting only for everything to be normal again. "You…said you cared." She whispered. "You said you cared about me." She looked up at him now and saw the sadness and longing in his eyes as well. "But you don't, do you?" She whispered, and she felt herself falling apart. "You never cared at all…" She bowed her head and tears over flows running down her cheeks.

"What's going on?" Dean demanded and she heard Sam say something along the lines of 'shut up.'

There was a moment of total silence and she slowly felt herself losing grip. But suddenly, a soft and silky hand touched her arm and she felt herself light on fire.

"Elizabeth…" He was right in front of her now and she slowly looked up at him to see the horrible sadness in his eyes. "I never meant to hurt you, I only want you safe."

"Then why would you…"

"Would you rather be safe in your dreams? Or when you're awake?" He whispered as his hand slowly moved it was up her arm to her shoulder and then to her cheek, cupping it in his soft hand.

She tried with all her might not to lean into her caress but she couldn't help herself. And a she leaned in she whispered. "So you do…care?" Her voice was so soft that only he could have heard her.

She opened her blue eyes and looked up to see him smiling down at her.

"Lizzy…" He whispered her name and she felt a shiver run up her spine. "Of course I care." He said it so softly, yet so filled with passion.

He swept her up into his arms, his lips pressing against her in the softest and most amazing kiss she had ever experienced as she placed her hands against his chest. IT was bliss, and it was what she had been waiting for.

"Well…that's not something you see everyday." She heard Sam say.

"Angel's kissing little girl? Nope, not at all."

&&

She broke the kiss up fast, as much as she didn't want to, and looked up at him. "Angel?" She whispered. "You're an…angel?"

He smiled at her and touched her face. "Yes."

"And you've…told me that before haven't you?" She assumed, yet she knew it was true.

He nodded. "Many times."

She felt embarrassed suddenly and blushed.

A soft laugh escaped him and she smiled at her and she looked away and blushed even more.

"Did Cas just…laugh?" Dean whispered.

Lizzy looked back up at him. "Cas? That's your name?"

"Hold on." Dean called out suddenly. "You just make out with him and you don't know his name? That pretty weird if you ask me."

"She knows my name." He said sternly, his face going hard. Yet when he looked back down at her it was once again soft. "I am Castiel." He said softly.

"Castiel…" She felt herself whisper his name in almost a purring fashion as it sent a chill through her body. "You've told me that before as well haven't you?"

"Yes Lizzy." He smiled. "Many times." He added and she blushed once more. He chuckled loudly now and touched her warmed cheek. "I will never grow old of that."

"So what's the deal here Cas?" Dean interjected. "How do you two…know each other?"

"I have known Elizabeth since she was young. I have been there when no one else could be."

"Cas is the voice?" Sam asked, pointing to Castiel as he looked at Lizzy.

"Yes." She smiled up at him. "He's been protecting me."

"From what?" Dean snapped.

Lizzy's face went south suddenly and Castiel placed his hand on her shoulder. "Harris…" Castiel said it so maliciously that it almost made Dean and Sam afraid.

"Who's…Harris?" Sam whispered.

"A demon…" Lizzy said it, and Dean and Sam were shocked to see that she knew a demon.

"And how do you know that he's a demon?"

Castiel's eyes looked filled with rage now as he spoke. "She pulled him up from Hell." He explained. "And now that he knows what she is, he wants what's inside of her."

"What's inside of her?" Sam whispered.

"Yeah, what's inside of me?" Lizzy was suddenly confused. But Castiel simply looked down at her and she sighed. "Told me haven't you?'

"Yes."

"Sorry…" She whispered.

"No need to be sorry." He whispered. "Never be sorry for what you are."

"And what am I?" She asked, looking up at him hopefully.

Castiel's smile looked as if he were both proud and afraid all at the same time.

"You, Elizabeth Berkins, are half angel."