AUTHOR'S NOTE: OMG I'm sooo sorry that this took me so long! I know I probably shouldn't be making any excuses, but it makes me feel better soooo: High school, lazy-ness, trying to catch up on supernatural, etc.,etc. Anyways, once again I apologize, but back to the story!

It was late when I arrived at this Daniel guy's house, and I sincerely hoped that I wasn't too late. I figured it best to knock on the door first. I don't think he'd let me into his house if I broke down his door when he wasn't in any trouble. But anyways, as I raised my fist to knock on the door I heard a crash from inside.

"Hello? Are you ok?" I tried knocking on the door, and because no one answered it, I took a step back and tried to kick it down. Key word here being 'tried'. I'm not going to lie, I don't think I have enough strength yet to kick a door down. So, as I quickly picked the lock, I just prayed that the man would still be alive.

"Hello? Any body home?" Once I had gotten the door open the noise from inside had stopped, and an uneasy feeling washed over me.

"Help! Please, help me!" I took off in the direction of the shout and reached out to open the large doors I had arrived in front of.

"What do you want?! Get away!" I burst into the room to see the man backed into a corner with the young woman leaning over him. I had to think fast. Ok, so coming in here with no gun was probably the most stupid thing I've ever done. I guess I'd have to wing it. Hehe 'wing it'. Ok, enough with the puns. Right, so no iron or anything easily accessible- The salt packet I had in my pocket from earlier! I quickly tore open the unused salt packet I had absent-mindedly taken from the diner and threw it at the ghost. As it disappeared I turned to the man,

"It'll be back, quickly, where is the urn?" I helped him up as I franticly looked around the room.

"What urn?"

"From the other house! You know, small, beige-ish, home to a very vengeful spirit that's trying to kill you!" I had to admit, I was becoming a little panicked.

"O-on the mantle, i-i-in the other room" Poor guy, I could tell he was terrified, but I had other problems. The girl was back. I ran to the other room where my backpack had fallen when I had run to help the man and I grabbed all that was needed to burn the urn. Now how does one burn an urn? You know what, I'll ask a physics professor later, but right now I watched as the urn went up in flames. As I ran back to the other room I caught one last glimpse of the girl before she disappeared, leaving a greif-stricken, clearly terrified man, who looked like he was about to go into shock.

"She won't come back. I burned the urn. She can't hurt you anymore." I tried to be reassuring as I helped him to his feet.

"Thank you"

-(0.0) At the motel the next morning-

I packed up all I had into my bag and gave one last wave goodbye to the clerk on the way out. I admit I did feel kind of bad using a fake credit card, but it couldn't be helped. Besides, no time to worry about that now, I had to get a move on before another angel tracked me down.

So I started wondering off down the road, I hoped there would be someone I could hitch a ride with this time. My next destination was where I suspected a nest of vampires to be residing, in a city that would take me about two days to get to. If I had a car. This was going to be tiresome...

-(-.-) Sunset...Still walking-

So it turns out that I'm either really unlucky, or cars just don't seem to want to travel in the same direction as me. I figured I'd rest underneath a large tree I had spotted in a field next to the road. I'd see if I could catch a ride tomorrow.

It must've been about five hours later when I woke up to the sound of rustling and the feeling of my small amount of grace going haywire. It was like before when the other angel attacked me... I wasn't sure why I pretended to sleep, they'd probably kill me anyways, but nevertheless I did just that.

"I know you're not sleeping, well, not technically. This is still a dream after all" I could almost hear the smirk in his obviously self-conceded voice.

"What do you want? You can't exactly kill me in a dream" I had opened my eyes and was now standing opposite him. I was trying my best no to look intimidated, but let's face it, he was freaking tall. He was wearing a simple black suit and had neatly trimmed short, red hair.

"Oh, I don't want to kill you. Not yet. I've just come to warn you"

"Well that's very considerate of you, but I don't need any help. I'd appreciate it if you would just leave and go running back to daddy right about now"

"Oh no, I'm not here to warn you about some danger so that you can protect yourself, I guess 'threaten' would have been a better word for me to use"

"Ooh, I'm so scared" I was starting to get anxious, wouldn't he just get to the point already?

"You see abomination, you've killed one of my brothers and you've managed to slip from our grasp. You've started to cause your fair share of problems and I've come to tell you it's got to stop. You see, we have other things to worry about. Because believe it or not, there's a bigger plan in action here and you're a distraction that we don't need, so if you would kindly turn yourself in and give up, we can all go back to our normal lives. Oh, except for you of course"

"You know I'm actually starting to enjoy the fact that I'm only half-angel. I wouldn't want to end up as heartless and twisted as you. What does God say? Hmm? Does he permit his little angles to do as they please? I can't imagine that he condones this behavior"

"You know nothing about me, my brothers, or my father, so lay off. This is his will. You aren't supposed to exist. You're a disgrace, which is why you must be exposed of"

"Is that what you did to my parents? The angel one I mean? Did you 'expose' of them too?" I was getting increasingly irritated with him, and a little bit defensive.

"Of course, your father was no better than you"

"Well listen here, I'm getting real tired of you good-for-nothing angels that would stoop so low as to kill your own kind, so if you would kindly leave my dream so that I can wake up and pretend that I didn't hear a word you said, we can both be on our merry way"

"Have it your way nephilim, but we will find you, and there will be no where to run once we do" With that last, oh-so-threatening sentence, he was off, and I was left to wake up in the same spot as before, only this time I could see the sun rising over the horizon.

If you've read this far...then yay! Please feel free to let me know what you think and tell me if I made any grammar mistakes/any facts from the show that are wrong or whatevs. Once again, I am deeply sorry for the wait and I promise I'll try to get the next chapter up again soon!