Hey guys! First off I want to thank Ze Great Camicazi and DeansTrueGirl for reviewing! I also want to thank everyone who has read the story so far! It means so much to me! I know I left off at a bad time, and left you hanging. This chapter takes place in Ancient Greece. I don't think it's actually mentioned in the chapter, and I didn't want anyone confused. Most of the characters have different names in this chapter! I think it makes more sense if I did that. So I've tried my best to write this chapter as fast as possible while making sure it's worthy of my fabulous readers! Hopefully I accomplished my goals! I hope you enjoy chapter 11!

Characters' new names:

Dina-Chloe

Sam-Stephanos

Dean- Dareios

Disclaimer: Not even close to owning Supernatural...


Chapter 11

"Who is that?" Dina asked Sam. Then, the light hit her just right, and Dina recognized her as the waitress from earlier. Jessica. The saucy smile she flashed as she fought sent Dina barreling into a flashback. All her senses diminished as she was enveloped by the past.


"Sister, get up!"

Chloe opened her eyes to see her older sister standing over her bed. She stifled a yawn as she sat up. " What do you want, Jessica?"

"Mother and Father said they have news to share with us," Jessica then flounced to the door, trusting her sister not to fall back to sleep. Chloe groaned into her pillow. Usually when her parents had news, it involved some sort of gathering. A gathering that usually included scratchy clothing. Chloe slowly got out of bed, and dressed in one of her many chiton tunics. She padded barefoot through the main hall into the dining hall. She saw her parents sitting at the rather large dining table. Her mother was scantily picking at her breakfast, while her father engorged his. Her sister looked up from her plate to smile warmly at her.

Natasa, her mother, motioned to the chair next to her. "Sit, daughter. We have great news to announce!"

"Let her eat first, Natasa," her father, Drakon said, smiling.

Chloe faked a smile as she sat. She knew that whenever her parents had news, it meant some kind of torture for her. She took a piece of bread and dipped it in her goblet of red wine. She savored the taste as she ate. It wasn't her favorite meal, but she still enjoyed it. The family ate in complete silence except for the exchange of an occasional pleasantry or two. By the time the meal had ended, Chloe had begun to think that her parents had forgotten the news.

Then, her father sat up straight and called for attention. "Your mother and I have something to tell you girls." He stopped to smile at his wife. He clasped her hand in his as if he needed her support to continue. " We have discovered two good men that want your hand in marriage." He smiled even wider, if that was possible. He seemed to wait for their cries of enthusiasm.

"You what?" Chloe asked shocked. She didn't feel like she was ready for marriage. She also didn't want to disrespect her father by creating an uproar over something that she had so little control over. She looked over to see a confused look plastered to her sister's face. Chloe couldn't blame her. This was a huge surprise, and it wasn't a secret that Jessica had her eye on someone already.

"Who are these men?" Jessica asked, cautiously. She couldn't help but be intrigued.

"You know them. They are great friends of ours. The general's sons. The eldest son for you, Jessica, and Chloe, you get the younger brother."

Jessica was practically bouncing on her chair. She had been positively infatuated with the General's son, Dareios, for as long as Chloe could remember. They were a good pair, but Chloe and the younger son, Stephanos were two different people. Chloe had always stated that she wanted to live near her family, but Stephanos desperately yearned to get as far away from his overbearing father as he could.

"Chloe, you do not seem pleased," her father said.

She didn't want to disappoint her father, so she collected herself. She looked her father in the eye, and lied, "I would be happy to marry him." Drakon smiled at his daughter.

"We will start to arrange the wedding plans at dinner tonight," her mother said, clapping her hands together. "You both should start planning your outfits for tonight." The girls took that as a dismissal, and they walked quietly to their shared room. Chloe huffed and threw herself on her bed.

"What should I wear, Chloe?" Jessica asked. She was searching through her very large wardrobe. "Chloe? What's wrong?"

Chloe had her face buried in her pillow, so it sounded a lot like, "Mhuh hmph."

Jessica raised an eyebrow, " Come again?"

"You know I don't love Stephanos," Chloe yelled. Jessica came and sat down on her sister's bed. She patted Chloe on the back gently. "I love someone else!"

"I know, Sister," Jessica said, quietly. "But what can you do? It's not like our parents would understand you loving some peasant. Maybe you should go talk to Machidiel."


Later in the day, Chloe strolled down the streets set on seeing Machidiel. She knew that he would have a way out of her arranged marriage. Even though he was only seventeen, Machidiel was quite bright. Most men his age were off training for war, and yet he was here studying. That fact made him an oddity and a social outcast. There was no way Chloe's parents would have chosen him as her husband.

Chloe soon found him reading behind his house. He smiled when he noticed her approach. "Hello." She took a seat beside him on the soft grass. He studied her somber expression. "Why are you upset?"

She sighed, "My mother and father gave me news today."

"It couldn't have been that awful," he said, reaching out to stroke her cheek.

She pulled away and stood up, angrily," Yes it is, Mac! I have to get married. Married to someone I don't even love!" Machidiel pulled on her hand to get her to sit back down.

His expression was one of complete calm, "Angel, did you try talking to them?"

She shook her head, "You know I can't. I could be exiled for disrespecting them. I came to see if you had any ideas to get me out of this marriage."

"As you said, there isn't any. Not unless you condone murder."

Chloe looked at him shocked, "You wouldn't!" He shook his head, "Then, are you giving up?"

"I don't give up. Not on something I want so desperately." He kissed her gently on the lips. "I've waited far too long."

Chloe gave him a questioning look, "I should get home. I have a dinner to get to." They shared a few more kisses and she left.

Machidiel watched her leave, waving after her faintly, even after she was out of sight.

"The poets will be writing about this romance for centuries to come," said a slightly sarcastic voice. Machidiel turned to see his sister, Fathriel. He could see the mischievousness shining through her blue eyes. She looked like any other maiden in this city, but behind the braid and the feminine tunic Machidiel knew she was a force to be reckoned with. They had both fought along side and against Heaven for as long as they had both been created. She was the only one that had stood with Machidiel the last time they were home. She was the only one he could trust absolutely.

"The none existent one now. She wants me to save our relationship, but there isn't a way." Machidiel threw up his hands in frustration.

"Look, I know your an angel, but your vessel is male. So please act like a man! If you would step up, and tell her the truth of her origin, she would leave this place. With you!" Fathriel stated.

"If I told her the truth, she would call me a fool. Then, she would be lost to me," he said.

Fathriel grunted in exasperation, "Put some trust in the girl. She does love you, and you say you love her. Isn't that what love is?"

"I don't see why she doesn't remember."

"She's a different person, but she is the same soul. Remind her who she is!"

"I think you could be right, Sister."

"I always am!"

By this time tomorrow, Machidiel pledged to himself that Chloe would return to herself. He just didn't realize that trouble was brewing off in the distance.


"Are you sure this is the girl?" Two figures watched the indicated girl.

"I'm positive. When do we strike?" They watched the girl twirling around, holding clothing to her body. She was talking adamantly to another girl.

"Let her have her fun tonight. We begin tomorrow at dusk."


O.k guys, I know there was a lack of the boys in this chapter. Well, they were only mentioned... I hope that doesn't bother anyone! I worked quite awhile on this chapter, so I hope you enjoyed it. Oh, and thanks Ze Great Camicazi for Fathriel! I hope you like what I did with her! and I hope everyone else did too! Next chapter continues this journey into Ancient Greece! Please review!