It was so quiet you could hear a pin, or in this case a sword, drop. Mina felt the bloody blade slip out of her fingers and slowly turned back to the small of hunters and one angel, her eyes void of any emotion. Blood had spattered on to her face, neck and shoulders

"Mina? Are you ok?" Chris asked softly as he placed a gentle hand on her arm.

"Fine. You know the drill, burn the body then sprinkle holy water on the ashes. I'll be right back." She growled as she pick up the head by it hair and stalked toward the door, grabbing a shovel as she passed the table and walked out into the cold air.

Chris watched as she walked out then went to the headless body and cut the rope, the nails held the body in place as he pulled a lighter out of his jacket and ignited the body.

"Where'd she go off to?" Bobby asked as the three hunters stood beside Chris and watched the body burn.

"She's gonna bury the head. Old habit her father taught her when she was little. Bury the head near some water and the vampire can't come back to life. Plus she needs time to herself."

MINA'S POV

I covered the head with dirt and sprinkled some holy water on the loose soil. Holding my left hand over the small grave, I say few Latin words and make it holy ground.

"Neat little trick. Daddy teach you that?" I stiffen as I hear the voice behind me. Slowly turning I see a women with long dark brown curly hair and brown eyes. I recognized her as the demon from my dreams, Meg.

Trying to be brave, though inside I shaking with terror, I grit my teeth and growl "What do you want Hell bitch? Last time I check, this wasn't hell." I gesture to the stream we're standing by.

"I'm a little impatient. I wanted to see if as much a bad ass as they saw you are." She pulled a knife out of her hip holster and began circling me like a vulture.

"They? Oh, you mean all your brothers and sisters I've killed over the years. Why don't you come over here and I'll show you."

"I'm not that stupid."

"Could've fooled me."

She continued to circle me, my stood my ground and followed her every movement, trying to hind my fear.

"I can smell your fear, you know? Is daddy's little shield down? By the way, uncle Lucy says 'hi'"

"He's not my uncle. He fell years before Gabriel choose my father as his vessel!"

"Speaking of Daddy, he's having a great time with us."

"Your lying! He's not in hell!"

"You think you were the only one in your family hell bound?"

Before I can say anything else, a tan clad figure appears in front of me. "Leave here now, Meg or I will be forced to smite you." Castiel growled raising his hand his hand in a threatening manner.

"Oh, how cute, you choose heaven's reject over me! Not much of a step up is it?" She seductively stroked his chest, but he seemed uninterested. Taking a step back she looked of his shoulder and sneered "See ya soon." Throwing her head back, the demon possessing the body exited and disappeared.

I angrily looked at the angel and yelled "I didn't need your help! I could have taken her!" I punched him in the face, my hand stinging as he clenches his jaw, wiping some blood from his lip. He gives a look and stalked toward me. I expect him to throw a punch, but instead his grabs my forearms and pins me up against a tree I never noticed behind me.

"I have orders that nothing is to happen to you, Van Helsing. That is the only reason why I do not strike at you myself."

"And here I thought it's cause I'm a girl." I growl back him, trying to control my anger.

He must have noticed my inner struggle, cause he loosened his grip and lowered me to the ground.

"MINA!" Chris yelled as he ran up the hill with the brothers and Bobby. He saw Her and Castiel standing by a tree. He could tell from his position that she was practicing her breathing techniques. He carefully walked up to her and notice her eyes full of rage. He had only seen that look once and that was enough.

FLASHBACK:

Mina stood between her little brother and the vampire. She and Marc had been ambushed not too far from the church, but far enough to not be on holy ground

"So Dracs gotta send one his lackeys to take care of his business?" She snarled at the vamp.

"Just give up the boy Van Helsing"

"Over my dead body!"

"That can be arranged. Enjoy hell!" He then charged at her, but didn't expect her to catch him by the throat with one hand. He had actual fear in his eyes when he saw her eyes go from a dark brown to silver. He also noted her teeth, that she had clenched in anger, especially the canines sharpened.

She threw the creature back and stalked toward him, her hands clenched into tight fists. He was paralyzed in fear. His master failed to mention the girl had wolf venom in her veins. Before he could even try and beg for his life, she punched his head clear off his shoulders.

Mina shook her head as if she had been in a trance. Looking at the headless body in front of her, she quickly looked back and saw Marc cowering in fear. Chris was holding him, looking just as shocked as the boy. He had come looking for the two when they failed to come in for dinner

"Marc!" She ran to her younger brother and felt a stab when he moved closer to Chris. "Marc, its ok buddy. It's me now." She knelt down and opened her arms to him, only to have cling tighter to Chris.

I was heartbroken. I frightened my little brother. I had no idea what happened, it was like something took over me when the vamp asked for Mac and mentioned hell.

The walk back to the church was silent, Marc as in Chris's arms, his face hiding in his shoulder. I held back my tears as I head to father's study, knowing he'd be there.

Ever since I gave my soul to Marcus two years ago, he had been reading book he could find to try and save me from hell.

"Papa?"

"Mina, darling! Thank the father your safe!" He shot up from his desk and held me tight. I hugged him back, enjoying the blend of old leather and his cologne.

"I'm fine papa, but I frightened Marc. He won't even look at me."

"Aw, sweetie" he held me tighter "give him time. You know he loves you."

"Yeah. I know. God, I wish I hadn't lost it tonight."

"Your bound to lose control sometimes daughter." He looked like he was gonna say something else, but a scream interrupted him.

"MARC!" I ran out of the study and towards my brother's room. He was sitting upright, sweating and crying.

"Mina." He cried when he saw me. I took him in my arms the second I was at his side.

"It's ok, sweetie. I got you." I stroked his hair and was relieved he wasn't scared of me anymore.

"Sing for me sissy?"

"Sure." I clear my throat and start to sing his lullaby. 'Oh, why you look so sad? Tears are in your eyes.'

Chris was brought back to reality when he heard his friend humming the very some his memory ended at. He was always marveled at the relationship Mina and Marcus had.

Their blood told them they were sworn enemies, but she loved him more then anything, so much she was willing to face damnation. He gently placed his hand on her shoulder and turned her toward him so she was facing him. He began to breath in unison with her, know it would help. Once she calm, she gave a small smile to him.

"Thanks wimp."

"Anytime psycho." The two hugged and that's when Chris noted something on Castiel's face. He looked as if he was jealous.

The ride back to Bobby's was silent. Mina and Chris once again sat in the very back of the van, Sam and Castiel in the middle seats, Dean riding shotgun while Bobby drove.

"I apologize." Her voice caused everyone to jump.

"What exactly are you apologizing for?" Bobby looked back at the half angel.

"For what you saw me do. I am normally not like that. You must understand I want all this to be over, and I will do anything it takes to end it."

"You seem to be fine with the fact your gonna go to hell there, sweetie." Dean looked back at the girl sitting behind his brother. He couldn't understand why she showed no fear about her fate. When he was hell bound, he was terrified.

Once they stepped through the door at Bobby's the sun was starting to rise. Mina slowly made her way up the stairs and walked into the bathroom. She stripped herself free of her heels, skirt, and bloody shirt. Dried blooded caked most of her upper body as she removed her thigh holster that held the knife she used to knocked the vampire out. Not bothering to remove her rosary, she turned the hot water and stepped into the shower. Grabbing a washcloth and some soap and began to scrub the blood off her neck and chest, slowly working to her shoulders. Once her body wash clean, she lathered her long hair with the herbal shampoo she had.

Feeling better now that she was clean, she wrapped a towel around her body. Making sure the coast was clear, she walked into the room she was staying in and dress for a new day.