One Step Over The Line

Chapter Two

Dean and Sam sat on the plush sofa in front of the woman. She wasn't nervous yet she paced like she was trying to figure which way she should tell her story. Dean looked at her. She wasn't a woman he'd immediately be attracted to. She was taller, curvier then he liked but if given the opportunity. Sam slapped him knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey." He looked at him then the FBI agent. "So lady what's this about?"

"I never told my story to anyone. Not even late husband. He of all people would have never understood." She sat on the coffee table across from the Winchesters. "I was born just like you." She looked at both men. "I died, just like you." She looked at Dean. "My world existed only to those who brought me back for a long time. Then they found a purpose for me. I am more then half human."

"More then half human?"

"My father was an angle of God so to speak. You may know them as White Lighters."

"Like witch guardians?"

"In many cultures that is thier purpose. But my dad was a son of a bitch. He drank too much and screwed too many women on earth. He found a loop hole in the system. Hid from the elders for a lot of years. When I was born the elders gave me a purpose." She looked at Dean. "To protect a boy who was to have great power. But I was to much a human. I didn't rise to power like I should of so I was relieved of my duty. The new guide failed also. And the one after that. None was powerful enough to protect the boy once he became a man." She stood and went to the widow. "I lead my life. Married. I died giving birth to my first child. I was thrust into a place I never knew existed. My father the white lighter sold my soul to hide his time on earth." Seajae turned around. The men stared at her. "The boy grew stronger and I could see him in my dreams. He helped me deal with the pain. Then he was there beside me. Telling me to fight."

"You were there with me." Dean looked at her.

"Not for very long but while you were with me I was strong. Then you were gone." She sat in front of Dean. "They took me away knowing you were the one keeping from giving in. I fought a good fight Dean but they showed me things. I don't have to tell you. Then just like you I was thrust back. My husband who never would of believe in what I was doing cast a spell and traded my life for his."

"The white lighters took you back?"

"Only as one of there own and not without reservation." She took a deep breath. "I'm just a hunter like you now. I have a little edge. The power to heal is all my father left me. And the elders, they think I may help the greater good as a bad ass." She smiled. "I need this demon Dean. I need him to send a thousand back to hell."

"How do I fit in?"

"There's a big price on your head in hell and heaven. Someone's just biding time till the highest bidder comes calling." She looked at Dean. "You do what you have to. I'll understand but Dean this is big. It could set you ahead of the game. Something you haven been able to do in four years."

"What you said about making me forget. You remembered me."

"Because I wanted to."

"You wanted to remember what happened down there?"

"If I was going to be strong up here I had to remember what the hell went on down there if only a fraction of it." Pacing again Seajae crossed her arms over her chest. "My child survived the birth. My husband raised her until he died. The demon has her now and is using what little power she gained from me to heal himself. With the knife and my power we may save her. Save the future."

"What are you saying?"

"Kaylee is a chosen one. The elders are up in arms about it. When she comes back to them the order will be restored." Seajae turned and looked at Dean. "You do what you have to. I know you both have doubts and issues. If your here in the morning I'll know you want to be a part of it. If you're gone then I will do what I have to." Grabbing her bag she went to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

"Your call Sammy. Can we trust her?"

"You're the one who has to die."

"She said it only be a few minutes right?"

"I don't think she said."

"Well let's get some sleep and hash out the details in the morning." They both stood and headed to the bedroom.

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Seajae awoke with a start. She wasn't alone. Dean Winchester sat on the floor next to the couch. Her hand reached out and touched his shoulder. The scare pucked and red from where he was grabbed by Castile and ripped back to earth was there to remind them both of the past.

"I couldn't sleep."

"It seems to be hard after spending so much time away." She slid her hand down his arm and reached under the cushion of the couch and pulled out a bag. "Just one a week. It'll get you back on track."

"I don't take drugs."

"All natural, I promise. Witch hazel and all that. When you don't have things running though your mind it helps."

"What goes along with me dieing?"

"Take a pill. It slows your heart rate to two beats a minute. Then I bag and tag you and me and Sam bring you to Orson." Absently Seajae ran her fingers up and down Dean's arm. "In and out it fifteen minutes. I stab Orson and grab Kaylee and Sam gets you and we're out of there."

"You sound like nothing can go wrong." Dean leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

"I won't let it. You and your brother are too important to this fight."

"I hope we live up to the hype." Dean's voice sounding softer and farther away.

"Don't worry about that. The Winchester name opens doors. Now and in the future." Seajae knew that Dean was down for the count. She felt it was safe for her to sleep now.