Maggie took one out of her back pant pocket. "You forget, I'm a hunter too," She said with a smile. She also carried two throwing knives in each of her boots, and an extra knife in her shirt.

Dean grinned at Maggie it was another reason why they got along so well both being Hunters. Dean and Maggie often exchanged notes and did research together she was great to have around. They stepped out of the vehicle "There he is". he said and they walked over to the man. "David? This is Dean Winchester and Maggie who you spoke to on the phone"

Introducing David Cook as David Bordou:

David turned and held his hand out for them to shake. "So, you still have no word from your old Dad, eh?" David was tall with dark hair and even darker eyes.

Dean shook his head sadly. "Nope. We keep getting leads but each one of them comes to a dead end".

David sighed. "Tough situation, Dean. I'm sorry. You're dad's a good man."

"Did you say that you'd seen him though?" asked Maggie, confused as to why David was acting so differently than he had on the phone.

"No, but I will see him... in Hell." David grinned and his eyes flashed pure white. He shot a blast of energy toward Dean, but Maggie instinctively pushed Dean out of the way, causing them both to fall to the ground. "Well, one out of two isn't bad," muttered David before he disappeared.

Gasping for breath, Maggie put a hand to her chest and felt the blood begin to gush out. She paled and fought to stay conscious.

Dean looked down and noticed Maggie had been stabbed with a powerful gleaming knife. Removing the weapon, Dean applied pressure to the wound using part of his shirt. Remembering him and Elliot having healing powers, he placed his hand firmly on the wound and bright light appeared instantly healing Maggie. "Maggie, don't die on me", he said. Surprisingly, Maggie's wound instantly healed. He looked up and noticed David had disappeared then looked back down at Maggie to see if she was alright.

Maggie moaned. Her chest still hurt, but the blood had stopped flowing. "Who are you?" she demanded, jerking away from Dean.

Dean looked at Maggie shocked. Since when did she suffer from Amnesia? "Maggie, it's me, Dean your boyfriend. You were stabbed by a demon and I healed you." Dean kept giving Maggie a weird and confused look. How could this be happening to him? Is this what he got when he tried to help someone?

Maggie got up, only to get dizzy and have to sit back down on the ground again. She looked very wary of Dean. "You're crazy."

Dean sighed. There wasn't anyway to convince Maggie otherwise. "Look, your not feeling very well and shouldn't be walking. Let me take you back to your place where we live and there should be something there to jog your memory. If not, I can pack my bags and leave."

Dean helped her into his car gently and drove back to her house in silence. He hoped some photos of them together would help jog her memory or at least convince her that she had a boyfriend. Little did Dean know things would get much worse.

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