About 8 weeks later.

Dylan looked at her phone and nodded to herself. Duncan was eating his waffles. Somehow they were still in Canada. The guys were doing much better.

"What does your Biblical compass say?"

"Nothing at the moment, I think I need a sign or something." Dylan murmured. She looked at the guy behind her. "Hey can I borrow that sir?"

"Yeah." The guy handed his paper over. Dylan took it and looked at it. She read about terrorism and the flu and other uninteresting things. For her at least. She frowned at a little notice.

"Look at this." Duncan took the paper.

"Cows, sucked dry." He murmured.

"Vampires?" Will's voice asked.

"Bwah." Dylan half jumped in her seat. "God you scared me." He nodded.

"You're really gross." Duncan told his brother. Will took one of Dylan's French fries and ate it. He had found some chick again.

"What do you think? Wanna go to Montana?" Dylan asked Duncan and Will.

"Is that what the compass is saying?"

"If we're not meant to I'm sure we'll be turned around." Dylan said and shrugged. She finished her fries along with Will. "Besides, it sounds like vampires. And I wanna go back to the States, people are too nice here." Duncan nodded.

"Yes, I need a healthy injection of cynicism." Will said. They went out of the diner and back to the motel and got their stuff. Driving to Montana was no trouble and they reached the little town and found the house and Dylan looked in the window. Three men lay on the floor with their heads severed. She frowned and pushed a hand through a window and climbed in.

"Good God." Duncan said. Dylan smiled to herself and heard them climb inside. Dylan looked around. They were all dead, she found two more.

"Huh, who'd you think killed them?"

"Who knows?" William murmured. "But we were sort of sent here, right?" Duncan and Dylan nodded. They looked through the whole house and found nothing of interest. Finally they were walking through town looking around. It was closing up on Halloween and people were putting up decorations and stuff.

"This is really weird. Who killed these vampires?" Dylan murmured. A scream came from a house they passed. "Stay here!"

"Why?"

"Might need to play agent." Dylan ran up the stairs and knocked the door. "Hello!" She shouted.

"Help." A woman shouted and Dylan kicked the door open and ran inside. A woman stood with a baby in her arms and a man lay on his stomach on the floor. Blood was running from his mouth.

"Oh God." She took out her phone.

"Emergency services."

"Uh, this is Shiloh Colt, I need you to send an ambulance to 14 Thurstan Avenue!"

"On it's way, what's going on?"

"A man is lying on the floor and he's bleeding heavily from his mouth, and uh, there are razorblades on the floor."

Dylan stood outside Mrs. Wallace's house. She didn't know where she had seen one of the men who had walked in before. She didn't like it. Duncan and Will had gone to a motel. Dylan was leaning to her car when the guys came out again. The one she sort of recognized noticed her and smiled widely. Dylan took a deep breath and smiled to him. He came walking over to her.

"Hi." He said.

"Hello." She said and smiled. "What's up?"

"I'm FBI agent Seeger. Did you know Luke Wallace?" He held up his ID. Dylan smiled at it. It was fake, it was good though. This guy was a hunter she bet.

"No. I didn't. I walked by, heard her scream, ran inside." He nodded.

"So what's your name?"

"Shiloh." She said. "I should go, I have some friends waiting for me."

"Good for you. Uh, we might need to contact you."

"Nifty, is this how you ask for my number?" She asked. He nodded and she gave it to him. There seemed to be a shift inside her head. Someone was in town, someone she knew, and she wasn't sure she was supposed to be there. "I gotta go. See you around agent Seeger." She drove to the motel. Will and Duncan were reading.

"I think it's a witch." Duncan said. Dylan sat down.

"DEAN!" Dylan said and smiled. "I knew I'd seen him somewhere."

"What?"

"FBI came to Mrs. Wallace's house. Fake FBI though. Remember what I told you about that guy going to hell?" Duncan and Will nodded. "It was him, Dean. I remember now. Cas is in town." Dylan realized. "That's what shifted, we're not supposed to be here. There's something very weird going on."

"We're not supposed to be here?" Will asked. Dylan nodded. Duncan got up.

"But I'm not listening this time, we're staying, I don't care, or I am, I'm not putting you in danger, but I'm not leaving this place. Will nodded.

"Fair enough." Duncan said. "What do we do?"

"See if anything else is hinky. I don't think four FBI agents is gonna work, but uh, we can ask some questions, right?" Will got up.

"Yeah, I'll walk around town."

Dylan looked at the motel the boys had gone into and watched the window. Castiel was here, he should know she was there too, he should feel it. She decided she wanted to be a little proactive and walked over to the door and stood outside and waited. The door opened and Uriel and Castiel came out.

"Hi honey." She said. Uriel looked at her with interest.

"Why are you here?" He asked.

"Vampires." She said. "It's what Cas does, he sends me round the country and there were vampires, but they were dead already." Dylan said and smiled. Castiel looked at her in shock. He seemed genuinely surprised to see her. "You didn't feel me?"

"What's going on out there?" Agent Seeger came out and looked surprised at her. "Uh? What are you doing here?"

"I'm glad to see the FBI isn't using too much money, although I guess help from heaven doesn't work in your disfavor." Dylan said to him.

"I, uh."

"With me." Cas said and pulled her along, away from the others. "What are you doing here?"

"I don't know, I was gonna ask you."

"You, what?" He looked surprised.

"Okay, I have this like inner compass, and I get like ideas of where to go, and if I try to veer off course something happens and I end up where my compass told me to go. I didn't get an idea and then I read a newspaper and I saw something about vampires here, so we came here and nothing took me off course so I assumed it was right. And the vampires were dead. Someone else had killed them. And now this, and you couldn't feel me in town?"

"No. You can feel me?"

"Whenever you're close." Dylan said. "I could feel you coming into town. I didn't realize at first, but then I knew it was you, that you were here. I don't know how, or why, or whatever."

"I didn't know you were this strong, or that the bond would be this strong. I knew you'd get that whole compass thing, but I didn't know you'd feel me." Dylan nodded and looked down on the ground.

"Okay, so, what's going on here? Witch?" Castiel nodded.

"You can't go in there and fix stuff okay? This is Dean's thing." Dylan took a deep breath and nodded.

"Okay, why are you here?" Dylan asked. "I think you can tell me."

"I can't, Uriel will know."

"Oh come on, say something." She said angrily.

"This is gonna make your brain feel a little slushy." He said and pulled her into a kiss. Dylan swallowed hard and took a deep breath, holding onto him hard, it felt like something clicked into place. Dylan grabbed onto him and kissed him back. She couldn't have broken loose if she had wanted to. It was like she was chained to a rocket heading for space. He let go of her and held her up so she wouldn't fall. Dylan swallowed hard.

"Wow. Slushy's the word yeah. Do all your kisses leave people this discombobulated?"

"I don't usually kiss people." Dylan nodded.

"Okidoki." Dylan said. She took a deep breath. "Uh, okay, I should go do something normal."

"Okay." Cas said. Dylan walked away from him. This couldn't be good. She took a deep breath. Uriel was gone, Dean and Sam were in their room. Dylan looked at the door for a second. Dean came out. He looked at Dylan in surprise.

"So, what's your name?"

"Dylan Wesson." She told him.

"Funny. I never met anyone who had a last name that was a gun except me, dad and Sam."

"Well if it makes you feel better there's three Wessons. And I use Colt as a cover." Dylan said and leaned to the pillar outside the room. "What's up?"

"Well there's fun witches, and smiting. You're a hunter?" Dylan nodded.

"Yup. Just like you. And I'm sort of friends with Cas." Dean nodded. "Uh, Dean, I want you to know I'm behind you in your fight, okay?" Dean raised his eyebrows. "I know I am gonna annoy you, and you probably get that from Sam, but uh, I'm behind you all the way."

"This is very odd." Dean said.

"I'm dysfunctional, I say weird stuff constantly. Uh, my dad is Jonah Wesson, he's a hunter, big time guy, you might know him. I'm gonna go back to my boys, update them on my make-out session, they love hearing about that. They don't get any action themselves."

"Yeah, you weird me out." Dean said. Dylan grinned at him and kissed his lips quickly. "And I like you." He said and smiled. Dylan nodded, gave him her number and walked away.