Aubrey felt the press lift off her when she got off the bus, the whole ride she received many stares from just about everybody. For the first time today she was thankful to come home to an empty house, she just needed a minute to regroup after everything. She sat down on the couch and turned on a cartoon, she didn't really think she could comprehend a complex story line right now. As she did she realized she felt an extreme case of déjà vu. Again the goosebumps rose on her arms just as they did in the dream. Turning off the TV she heard the same footsteps. This time she didn't dare go up the stairs instead she tip-toed toward the front door. As Aubrey turned the knob she found it again unable to open.

"So you're just going to run out on me like that? You're not a very good host Aubrey." She spun around to see Mr. Jacob. With black eyes.

"Get out. Now." She said still trying the knob.

"Now that's not going to work dear." He smiled at her. She felt her stomach drop, Aubrey realized this is where it would end. At least that's what she thought.

"Omniuos Spirtoius." Said a voice in her head. She knew it right away. But what in the world was he saying?

"Say it!" the voice said sternly.

"Any last words?" Mr. Jacob smugly asked.

"Omniuos Spiritouis?" She said unsure. Mr. Jacob clutched his head in pain.

"Bitch." He said in agony.

"That won't hold him for long. Run to the kitchen now. Remember the salt. Don't worry sweetie, help is coming." The voice instructed her, comforting her a bit. She did as she was told and grabbed a large container of salt. A moment after that Mr. Jacob stumbled in.

"How did you do that? We don't teach Latin at our school." He said curiously. Instead of answering she flung salt in his direction. He doubled over in pain. As he stood up again she repeated the same maneuver but realized the container was empty. He chuckled at her helplessness.

"It's not good to have a lot of sodium in your diet honey." He said. He stretched out his hand and she rose off the ground. Her hands grasped her throat she was starting to have trouble breathing.

"Sorry kid. I'm just doing what I was told. You seem like a sweet kid. If it was up to me….hell I'd still kill you." He laughed.. As her vision began to blur she heard a window break and then foot steps. He releases his grasp on her and she hit the kitchen floor hard. She began coughing trying to regain her breath. When she glanced up to see what had saved her she couldn't believe her eyes. What were the lunch dude and janitor doing in her home?

"Dean, Sam pleasure to finally meet the famous Winchesters." He said failing to hide fear in his voice.

"Cut the chit-chat and just let us gank you, kay?' Dean said.

"Sorry but no dice." He said raising his hand once more. Before he could take action a man appeared behind him and with one touch to the head he fell to the floor.

"Thanks Cas." Sam said to Castiel who just nodded. They turned their attention to the scared girl huddled in the corner of her kitchen.

"How's it hanging?" Dean asked trying to cheer her up. He earned disapproving glances from the other two men.

"Just leave please." She managed to get out.. The tall one approached her and leaned down to her level she huddled back more.

"Look we can explain but you need to come with us." He said with puppy dog eyes. She stood up on shaky legs.

"Back off. I'm not going off with some strangers who killed my math teacher."

"Your welcome!" Dean said annoyed.

"We don't have time your police are going to arrive soon." Said Castiel. As he did they were no longer in her kitchen they were in a motel room somewhere.

"Cas! One more minute would have been helpful!" Dean told him.

"I apologize." He shrugged.

"Wanna give some attention did the girl you just kidnapped?" she nearly yelled.

"Okay calm down we can explain." Sam said. She scoffed at him.

"As if you think I'm going to stick around for that!"

"You, uh, kinda are." Dean said.

"Wanna bet?' She said heading toward the door. The brothers blocked her way.

"Please just let us explain and this can go along smoothly." Dean said more sternly now. Aubrey put her hands on her hips and glared at them.

"I'm going to count three, when I get to three you better be out of my way." She stated with authority. The two looked at each other amused.

"Oh really?"

"1.….

"Kid don't waste your breath."

"2.…"

"Aubrey please-" Cas said but was cut off.

"Shut it "Agent Wesson'. " She replied without turning around. Truth be told she was scared as hell but she wouldn't let herself show it.

"Last chance." She told them. They laughed at her words.

"Fine. 3." As she said it she threw a mean right hook toward Sam, and tripped Dean off his feet. Both were shocked by her strength and because of that they couldn't get up in time to stop her from reaching the door. Aubrey flung it open but stopped dead in her traps. She backed slowly into the room as he stepped inside.

"Baltazhar, want to tell us why we had to pick up the Karate kid over here?" Dean asked rubbing his hurt back. Before he could respond Aubrey spoke up.

"Daddy what's going on?" She said looking at Baltazar. The three men dropped there jaws in awe.

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