AUTHORS NOTE: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OF SUPERNATURAL. So I hope everyone liked my first chapter! Here's the second chapter! Please review! ENJOY!

CHAPTER 2

As I laid there in the dark in could hear a faint sound. I strained to hear what the sound was. As it grew louder I noticed it was becoming clearer, until I heard my name. All of a sudden it was like I couldn't breathe and when I awoke I grasp for air to fill my lungs.

"Blade whoa! Calm down...just take slow deep breaths." I heard Dean say to me as he gently held me down. He sat beside me looking concerned with Sam standing beside him. "Are you ok?"

All I could do was stare. I finally got my breathing under control before saying anything. "I...I'm...I'm fine." I managed to say.

"What happened?" he asked pulling me up.

"Nothing...just a nightmare." I said looking at him. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

"Are you sure? You kept calling some guys name over and over again." He said looking at me.

"I don't even remember it." I said lying through my teeth. I knew what name I was calling out but they didn't need to know who he was. I gave them a small smile to let them know I was ok. "Um yeah so I'll be right back I have to get something out of my car." I pushed the covers off of me and started to get up.

"It's the middle of the night. What is so important to get out of your car now?" Dean asked looking at me like I was crazy.

"Something very important that I need, ands that's none of your business." I said putting my sneakers on.

"Well what is it?" he persisted.

I smiled as a thought popped into my head. "My feminine products. Need any more detail?"

"Aw I wished I never asked." he said in disgust.

I laughed as I walked out the door. I walked to my car opening the trunk to find my cooler. I sighed as I opened it up pulling out a small jar. I opened it up taking a large sip of the cold liquid inside. Feeling it run down my throat felt good. I finished off the jar before putting it back in with the others. I had enough jars left to tide me over for 2 more days. I wiped off the small excess the was on my face and closed my trunk and walked back into the room. Both Sam and Dean were sitting on Deans bed when I walked back in. They both looked my way. I looked back at them as I walked over.

"Are you sure your ok Blade? Sam asked me once I slipped back into my covers.

"Yes Sam I'll be fine. I promise." I said trying to reassure him. He gave a short nod then walked back over to his make-shift bed. I settled down in my covers. I looked over at Dean only to see him on his stomach facing away from me. I didn't think anything of it and went back to sleep myself hoping my nightmare wouldn't come back again.

DEAN'S POV

'I don't know what's going on with me. I can't think straight when I around her. I think she's knows who that name belongs to. It makes me wonder who this Myles character is. Probably some old boyfriend, some jerk that treated her wrong. God and the way her skin feels...mmmmmmm...and the way her hair smells, like summer rain...and her eyes, they're entrancing...wait what am I thinking I can't get involved with her. She's not even my type and making me think like a chick...ugh I need to stop thinking like chick and get up before Sam and her steal all the hot water' I got up out of bed and went to my bag to get my clothes out. Then I walked to to the bathroom closing the door and turning on the shower. Once done with my shower I dried myself off and put on my boxers and jeans. I walked out rubbing a towel on my head to dry my hair with my shirt in hand. once my hair was half way dry I threw the towel on my and put my shirt on. I grabbed my boots, sat on my bed and started to put them on as I noticed that Sam was still asleep, but Blade's bed was empty I looked around the room to see if she was here but she was nowhere in sight. I quickly put on my boots and walked to the door to she if she was outside. I looked over at her car the moment I opened the door. There she was standing in front of her open trunk. I walked over to her as she was closing it.

"Hey." I said to her when I was only a few feet away.

"Oh hey. Morning." She said looking at me.

"Yeah morning." I could feel the tension between us from what happened between us last night. "Is everything ok?"

"Hm?" she looked at me with a confused look before I pointed to her car. "oh, I'm just making sure I've got everything I need."

"For the hunt?"

"Yeah and some other things not for the hunt." She said crossing her arms over her chest.

"Are you cold?"

"No I'm good. We should head back in before Sam thinks we were kidnapped or something."

"Yeah you're right." I said as she turned and started walking to the room I followed her in and closed the door. Sam was still passed out. 'Must be exhausted from everything.' I looked over to Blade walk into the bathroom and close the door. I had no idea what I was going to do about this case but I'm hoping that it will be over quick.

Blade's POV

I took a quick shower and got dressed. As I walked out I noticed that Dean was gone but Sam was finally up looking at his laptop, probably researching. "Hey, glad to see that you're finally up. Where's Dean?"

"Yeah I was just really out of it. But Dean went to get coffee and he should be back any minute now." Just as Sam finished his sentence Dean walked in with cup holder with three coffees. He put it down on the table and handed Sam his. Then he walked over to me and handed me one.

"I didn't know how you like it so I just left it black but I just brought sugar and cream just in case." He said pulling them out of his jacket pocket.

"Thanks." I said giving him a smile while taking the cream and sugar from his hand. But as I did that our hands brushed against one another and I felt the surge of electricity flow through my body. I locked eyes with Dean. It felt like forever until we heard Sam clear his throat. I looked away and walked over to my bed setting my coffee down on the bedside table to make my coffee the way I like it. Dean walked over to Sam to see what he was doing. I took a sip of my drink to make sure it was right. The hot liquid warmed my body as I drank it. I looked over at the clock to see that it was only 9:30. I knew she would be up and now was the time to call her. "Hey guys, I'll be right back I have to make a quick phone call."

"Ok. I'll fill you in on what's going on when you get back." Sam said looking up from his laptop, Dean just nodded to me as I walked out the door. I walked a ways from the motel making sure that nobody would see me or hear me. I pulled out my phone and dialed the number. It rang 3 times before a familiar voice filled my ear.

"Hello Blade. I was wondering when you were going to call." a hint of amusement in her voice.

"Hello to you to Jade." I said as I rolled my eyes. "I was just calling to let you know that I'm out."

"You were always one to get down to business." I heard her chuckle. "Plus I had a feeling you were either running low or out, and knew you'd be calling soon. That's why I went ahead and brewed some up for ya."

"Thanks Jade. You're a real life saver." I sighed. "I had another one last night. It wasn't pretty and plus I'm not alone on this hunt."

"Oooo...do tell who you are with."

"I just so happened to run into the Winchester boys last night. We're working together on this hunt. They gave me a place to sleep for the night, and before you even go there, nothing happened." I knew I couldn't tell her what happened between me and Dean because she'd never let me live it down.

"Sure whatever you say."

"Jade..." I said threateningly.

"Hey! A girl can dream and imagine with the Winchester boys. But no, seriously how long are yo going to be staying with them?"

"Just for this case and that's it. You know me I don't do well with partners for to long not after what happened to...to Myles." I could feel the tears beginning to come.

"Sweetie don't work yourself up before a hunt. Promise me that you'll take care of yourself so that nothing happens."

"Yeah I promise." I felt a tear roll down my face and I quickly wiped it away.

"Ok. I'll see you when your done with your hunt, alright?"

"Yeah I'll see you in a few days."

"Ok see you then. Bye baby girl."

"Bye Jade." I hung up the phone and walked back to my car. I looked in my side view mirror to make sure I didn't look like I was crying. Luckily my eyes weren't read and then I walked to my trunk and opened it up. I opened the cooler just to take out another small jar and down it in just a few gulps. Then I put the empty jar back in the cooler, closed my trunk and sat on it taking a few minutes to calm myself down. Just as I was sitting there I didn't hear the approaching footsteps until I heard someone clear their throat. I turned around to find a pair of hazel green eyes meet my chocolate brown ones.

"You ok?" he asked breaking the silence.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said looking away from him.

"So...about last night?"

"Don't. It should have never happened, and it won't happened again."

"Right ok. Well now that we have that cleared up Sam has found some interesting stuff he wants to let us know."

"Ok." I got off my trunk and followed him into the room. Sam was not at the table when we walked in but the shower was running. "Well guess we have to wait seeing as he's in the shower."

"Yeah I guess so." we both sat on our separate beds not looking at one another. We sat there for a while not saying anything. Then we heard the shower shut off and five minutes later Sam walked out dressed and towel drying his hair.

"Jeez Sam, finally you're worse than a girl taking a shower." Dean said breaking the awkward silence.

I could see Sam was about to protest but then stopped probably not wanting to fight with Dean right now. He walked over to his laptop pulling up the page he had found that information about our ghost hunt.

"So I did some more digging on our ghost apparently our ghost's name is Annabelle Johnson. She died at the age of 24, her death was ruled a suicide. Scott Williamson was engaged to Annabelle by an arrangement by their parents. She was killed in 1869 she was found in the woods near her village her wrists were slit. So after Annabelle's death her best friend, Evelyn Hart, married Scott. So now Annabelle haunts her old village. Probably looking for her killer. There have been 6 murders over the years. All women found near the village with their wrists slit." Sam said looking over at me and Dean.

"So then Annabelle's killer is a women." I said giving out my input.

"Maybe it was the best friend." Dean said walking over to Sam and taking a seat at the table.

"That would make sense, since it was her best friend that did up marrying Scott."Sam said looking over at Dean.

"So we go to the village tonight to try and find out what happened." I said.

"I don't think that's a good." Dean said looking over at me. "This Annabelle chick seems to only go after girls and we're not going to use you as bait if that's what you're getting at."

"Who are you to tell me what I can and can't do? You are not the boss of me and if I want to use myself as bait I can do as I please." I said getting defensive.

"Whoa you better watch who you're talking to sweetheart." Dean said in a cocky tone.

"You better watch it Winchester, or you're going to regret it." I said as I could feel my hands ball into fists.

"Oh really? And what are you going to do about it?" He said glaring at me.

"Will you two knock it off?" Sam said catching both of us off guard. We both looked over at him. "Dean Blade has a point,it may not be the greatest one, but it's still a good point. The ghost only goes after women, and she's a woman. She's our best chance if we want to get the ghost."

"Since when are you on her side?" Dean protested.

"Dean I'm not trying to take sides, I'm just saying we have a better chance of distracting the ghost while we salt and burn the bones." Sam said trying to convince Dean.

"Do we even know if there are any bones?" Dean said.

"Yeah. Her grave is in the cemetery next to the village. We'll have do a little searching that way we'll know where it is when we go back later tonight. But for now you an I will go and find her grave. Blade you're going to have to stay here. That way we don't have anything happen unexpected." Sam said turning to me.

"Fine I'll stay here while you go look for the grave now, But you can sure bet that I'm going with you tonight when we have to go back." I said not liking the idea but going along with it.

"Thank you." Sam said sounding satisfied that he could resolve the problem at hand.

"So lets head out." said Dean getting up.

"Blade we should be back in a couple of hours, just saying to be safe." Sam said getting up as well.

"Yeah I figure. Just give me a call when you guys are headed back." I said as I pulled out my phone. "but first it would be nice to get your number that way we can keep in touch."

Sam took out his phone and handed it to me as he took mine. I entered my number and he entered his. I took mine back as he took his. Dean just rolled his eyes and walked to the door.

"Hey we'll stop and get food, do u want anything?" Sam said looking at me for my response.

"Yeah. A bacon cheese burger, with extra bacon and fries, please." I said with a smile.

"Ok we'll be back soon."

"Alright. Bye." I said waving them off as they closed the door. I looked clock as it read 11:30.'Great now what am I suppose to do until they come back?' I knew I had to call Bobby so I figured I'd get it out of the way. I grabbed my phone off the bed next to me and dialed his number.

"Hello?" Bobby said answering the phone.

"Hey Bobby, it's Blade."

"Girl what are you doing with those Winchesters?"

"Bobby, please it's just for one case. I promise. So please spare me that routine."

"Kid you watch your mouth on who you're talking to."

"Sorry Bobby. I didn't sleep well. I had another nightmare."

"Are you ok?" Bobby's tone changed the moment I mentioned the dream.

"I'm ok. There's also another problem."

"What's that Blade?"

"I've drank two jars since I got up this morning. My cravings are getting worse Bobby. I don't know what I'm going to do if my appetite is getting bigger. I've only got six jars left and I stared out with twelve and they're suppose to last me the next two days until I can get back to your house because you have my supply."

"Do you think you can ration out your supply until you can get to my house?"

"Maybe but it's going to be hard, and I'm going to be a bigger bitch than usual, but I think I can do it. Hopefully."

"When are you suppose to finish up with the case?"

"We're suppose to finish it tonight."

"Why don't you just leave tonight after you get the job done or tomorrow morning?"

"Yeah I'll leave in the morning. It'll be better that way. I'll give you a call when I'm on my way."

"Good, because if your appetite is getting bigger I'm going to have to up your supply."

"Yeah that's probably a good idea."

"Well I see you when you get here and be careful around those boys. I don't trust Dean around you, Sam I'm ok with, but Dean not so much."

"Don't worry. I'll be fine I can take care of myself and you know that."

"I know that but you know how I am."

"Yeah I know. I'll see you soon bobby"

"Alright kid see you soon. Bye Blade."

"Bye Bobby." I hung up the phone sighing. I knew Bobby was right, and I felt bad for not telling him what happened but it wasn't his business at the moment. My goal now was to get this case done and then get to Bobby's. I laid back down on the bed and turned on the TV. I flipped through the channels be finding something to watch.

Sam and Dean returned 3 hours later. They had brought food as promised. I practically swallowed my burger whole as we didn't have breakfast. Just as I was finishing my burger I heard Dean say "Damn, hungry much?"

"What? We didn't have breakfast so I'm just really hungry." I swallowed the last of my burger and then started on the fries which were gone 2 minutes later.

"Damn! That girl can eat." Dean said to Sam who looked over at me just as I was wiping my mouth.

"I guess you were hungry." he said in astonishment.

"Yeah." I said nodding my head. I looked over at his meal seeing he wasn't even half way done."Hey you gonna finish that?"

"Yeah, I'm just taking my time. Next time we buy food we'll make sure to get you two of everything." he said laughing.

"Sorry, I just have a big appetite." I said kind of embarrassed.

"It's ok." Sam said waving it off.

I went back to watching TV as the boys finished eating. After a while Dean began to clean his gun while sitting on his bed and Sam was on his computer trying to see if he could figure out any more on our case. I lost interest in the show I was watching as it wasn't that great. I laid on my back looking up at the ceiling. I pulled out my ipod ad flipped through the music till one song came up to play. 'Missing Pages' by Seventh Day Slumber.

On the outside all we see is clay
That hides the perfect light
But no one really knows the pain inside
I understand how much it hurts
To be the one who's never seen
The missing pages in a magazine
No one knows you anymore
You re lost inside the walls you ve built
No one knows you anymore
A prison deep within your soul
There is One who sees it all
He ll give you life you ve never dreamed
He can see the pain underneath your skin
It's hard to see you fading
Nothing that I do can bring you back
I pray to God that you don t fade away
Your addiction is a symptom of a lost and dying soul
Without Jesus there s no hope at all
No one knows you anymore
You re lost inside the walls you ve built
No one knows you anymore
A prison deep within your soul
There is One who sees it all
He ll give you life you ve never dreamed
He can see the pain underneath your skin
Theres so much more this is not the end
Its all in your hands don t throw it away
A beautiful life with so much to give
The image of God underneath your skin
No one knows you anymore
You re lost inside the walls you ve built
No one knows you anymore
A prison deep within your soul
There is One who sees it all
He ll give you life you ve never dreamed
He can see the pain underneath your skin
The beauty of God underneath your skin
The beauty of God underneath your skin
The beauty of God underneath your skin

After the song was done and another started I couldn't help but wonder...could God, if he even existed, give me a better life than the cursed one I live now? Only a handful of people know the true me. But I know that wishing for a normal life for me is like hell freezing over. It could and possibly would never happen.

I was still looking at the ceiling when Dean came into my view. I blinked a couple of times before pulling my head-phones out. "Get ready." was all he said to me. I looked at the clock to see that it was a little after eight. Apparently times flies when I'm in my own little world. I put my sneakers back on and put my ipod away. I pulled my gun out from under my pillow putting it in the back waistband of my pants, and straightened my shirt to hide it. I looked over at Dean and Sam. They were loading up a bag with weapons for our hunt.

"That's everything Dean." Sam said putting the last item in the bag.

"Alright lets head out." Dean said grabbing the bag and heading towards the door. Sam and I followed him out and headed for the Impala. Once on the road they let me in on the plan. We were all going to the Annabelle's grave. Dean and Sam would be the ones digging her up as I would be the one to blast her with rock salt if she came near us. Then they would salt and burn the bones once they dug her up. As we drove there I could feel someone watching me. I turned towards the front to the rear view mirror to meet his eyes. His eyes locked with mine only until I looked away. I couldn't bare to look into his eyes, nothing should have happened to us, and it won't happen again. I won't let it, I can't let myself get hurt again. We finally made it to the cemetery and made our way to Annabelle's grave.

Once there the boys started to dig while I kept a look out for Annabelle's ghost. Twenty minutes later I heard a loud crack and looked down in the grave to see Sam getting out and Dean taking another whack with the shovel to open the casket her body was in. I then caught something out of the corner of my eye and whipped my head that way. That's when I came face to face with Annabelle's ghost. I tried to pull the shotgun in my hand u fast, but I wasn't fast enough as I felt myself flying through the air and my back hitting a tree. I could already feel the bruise forming also knowing I was going to be in trouble later, but right now I had to focus on staying alive and keeping Sam and Dean alive as well. I stumbled to get up while grabbing the gun from off the ground looking around for the ghost.

"Sam? Dean?" I called out to see where they were.

"Blade?" I heard Sam call. I could see him laying on the ground about a hundred feet from the grave. "Dean?"

There was no answer from Dean and I was beginning to worry just like I knew Sam was. I began to walk to the grave as I was closer then Sam. That's when she showed up again, and we locked eyes.

"You Bitch!" She yelled at me. "How could you kill me? How could you steal my love away from me?"

"Whoa you got the wrong girl Annabelle. I'm not Evelyn. But I am a bitch." I said pulling u the shot gun and pulling the trigger. She disappeared as the rock salt hit her and I made a run for it. I could see Sam headed me way but I made it to the grave first. I grabbed the salt and poured it on her bones,Sam made it over to me just as Annabelle appeared again. Sam yelled for me to throw him the shotgun and I tossed it to him as I grabbed the lighter fluid and matches. I heard the shot go off only a few feet from me as I quickly sprayed on the lighter fluid and struck the packet of matches and threw it into the grave. I turned just in time to see Annabelle coming straight for me screaming. She then burst into flames just before reaching me, I had to turn and cover my face just as she passed by me, and then she was gone. I turned back to Sam with a smile on my face nodding my head at another job done. That's until I realized Dean was still missing. "Sam did you see where Dean went? Or was thrown?"

"No, I was to busy flying through the air." Sam said looking around. "DEAN?" He yelled.

"DEAN?" I yelled hoping that he would answer. "Sam lets split up. we'll probably be able to find Dean a lot faster."

"Good idea. If you find him first call me and if I find him I'll do the same."

"Ok I'll go this way," I said pointing towards the way we came from "And you go that way towards the village."

"Ok." Sam said taking off in the direction I told him go to.

I stood in the cemetery scanning the dark ground, but saw nothing. I then started walking towards the car when I heard a low soft groan. I whipped around looking for where it came from, but I couldn't figure out where. I kept looking around trying to find where that groan came from. "Dean?" I called out.

I walked behind a tree to find a ditch where I found Dean, face down. I ran down to him checking to see if he was ok. I grabbed my hone calling Sam telling him where I was and that I found Dean. Once he was on his way back over to us I rolled Dean over gently to see if there was any damage. Once rolled over the sharp scent filled my nose. I swallowed hard as I saw the blood sticking to his face and neck. I slowly got up and started to back away. Sam soon arrived and looked over his brother.

"Blade it looks like he hit his head pretty hard when he was thrown." Sam said turning Dean head to get a better look at his wound.

"Is he going to be okay I asked?" covering my face while turning away from them.

"Yeah he's going to be ok. Are you going to be ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine." my voice rising a bit.

"Are you squeamish around blood?" Sam asked and I could hear the humor in his voice.

"Yes, but not with my own blood, just other peoples."

"But you're a hunter..."

"Yeah so...I'm a hunter but I just don't do cases that involve blood. OK?"

"Yeah ok. Whatever, anyway do you think you can give me a hand or are you to grossed out by the blood?"

"I can pick up his feet behind my back just as long as I don't see any blood."

"Alright." Sam said. I walked backwards slowly until I hit Dean's feet. I bent down and grabbed his ankles and together Sam and I carried Dean back to the Impala. Once Dean was in the back seat, Sam and I got into the front and Sam drove us back to the motel. We carried Dean inside and Sam began to clean off the blood from Deans face and neck. I waited outside until he was finished. He came outside when he was done.

"I thought you were fearless. Now that I know your weakness it's kinda funny." He said walking over to my car where I was sitting on the trunk.

"Haha, very funny. Yes I'm a hunter and squeamish around blood. So sue me." I retorted sarcastically.

"Hey I'm just messing with you. It's ok. I understand, really, I do." he said putting a hand on my shoulder. I gave him a small smile.

"How's Dean doing?" I asked.

"He's ok. He'll be fine, sore tomorrow but fine."

"Well that's good." I looked away sighing.

"You ok?"

"Yeah, just tried. I'm thinking about gong to bed here in a bit." I looked back at him.

"Yeah sleep sounds good." he said nodding. We both headed back in. Sam and got ready for bed, but I made sure I packed everything I had before getting in my bed. Sam had no idea that I was leaving as soon as he was asleep. I was never good with goodbyes. I knew this was the best way, but I would leave a small note at least telling them I left on my own account.

Once I knew Sam was asleep I gently got out of bed put my jeans and sneakers on. I grabbed the notepad off the table and quickly scribbled a note.

'Sam and Dean, Sorry for leaving this way, but it's for the best. Maybe one day we'll run into each other again, but for now it's time for us to go our separate ways again.
It was nice to finally meet you guys.

Thanks,
Blade'

I looked over at Sam sleeping peacefully, then over at Dean. I softly walked over to see Deans sleeping form. He looked like a totally different person, when he was sleeping, almost angelic. I gently touched his face, knowing in the back of my head for some reason I would miss him. I placed a soft kiss on his forehead. Then I grabbed my stuff and quickly and quietly sneaked out of the room. As I drove out of the parking lot and onto the highway, I couldn't help but feel like I left something behind, but I couldn't figure out what it was.