Hmmm…a vanilla latte or cappachino, I thought to myself as I browsed the coffee section of the mini mart we were in.

"Better go with the latte," I told myself as I gabbed in the makings. I suddnely felt hands on my wiast and slight breathing on my neck. I let out a smile.

"Dean, we are in a store," I humorously chastised him. I heard his deep laughter behind me as I felt his lips on the back of my neck.

"I can't help it. You just look so goddamn sexy when you're all focused," he said huskily. I let out laughter as I turned to wrap my arms around his neck. I looked into his deep green eyes. They sported playfulness, but I knew they were still filled with hurt. Ever since the crossroads incident he did not bring up John or any kind of deal. However, I knew he thought about it day and night. I was just hoping that Sam and I were enough to keep him here alive.

I bit my lip as I looked up at Dean. I quickly brought my lips up to meet his for a chaste kiss.

"That's all I get?" He questioned playfully, his eyes shining.

"For now Winchester," I told him with a smile as I let go of him and made my way down the candy isle.

I was trying to decide between sour patch or M&Ms when Dean came up to me again. This time with a six pack occupying his right hand.

I bit back a laugh, "Seriously Dean? It's eight in the morning."

He chuckled as he rolled his shoulders, "Gotta replenish the stock."

We got back to the room fifteen minutes later. I trotted back into room 559 with Dean on my trail. Iset my coffee on the table as Sam awoke with a frightened expression.

"Sam?' Dean questioned. The younger Winchester just looked at us with shock. I stealthly sat on the bed beside Sam and placed my hand in his.

An hour later, we were on our way to Rivergrove, Oregon where Sam had vision of Dean shooting an innocent man.

"Continue on O-R Two-Two-Four West." The GPS commanded.

"There are only two towns in the US named Rivergrove," Sam stated infront of me.

"How come you're so sure it's the one in Oregon?" Dean asked his younger brother.

"There was a picture. Crater Lake," Sam finished as he looked towards the road.

"Okay, what else?" Dean continued.

"I saw a dark room, some people, and a guy tied to a chair," Sam recalled from his vision.

"And I ventilated him?" Dean asked as he turned his head to glance at his brother.

"Yeah. You thought there was something inside him. You locked Gabby out of the room. I just remember hearing her pounding as she begged you not waste him," Sam stated.

Dean spared a glance back at me as I scrunched my brows. Usually I'm behind Dean one hundred percent.

"What was inside him, a demon? Was he possessed?" Dean asked, clearly bothered by the fact that he might eventually kill an innocent man.

Sam shook his head, "I don't know." I rubbed my fingers against my temples. This was getting too weird, even for us.

"Well, all your weirdo visions are always tied to the Yellow-Eyed Demon somehow... so was there any black smoke? Did we try to exorcise it?" I asked Sam as I leant forward from the backseat.

"No. Nothing, Dean just plugged him, that's it." Sam answered as he ran his hand through his shaggy brown hair.

"Well, I'm sure I had a good reason," Dean said firmly as I looked at him.

"I sure hope so," Sam muttered.

"What does that mean?" Dean asked angrily before he took a breath, "I mean, I'm not gonna waste an innocent man." Sam raised his eyebrows.

"I wouldn't!" Dean continued to defend.

"I never said you would!" Sam yelled back.

"Fine!" Dean yelled.

"Fine! Look, we don't know what it is. But whatever it is, that guy in the chair's a part of it. So let's find him, and see what's what." Sam finished, clearly not wanting to agrue.

"Fine." Dean let out.

"Fine." Sam retorted as I lifted my eyebrows in amusement.

"Fine," I added in with a childish voice as both men turned to look at me.

I shrugged my shoulders, "What? Both of you sound like girls."

The next morning we pulled into the town of Rivergrove. We stopped in front of a wooden shop where an older man sat cleaning in rifle.

"He was there," Sam stated as he looked at the man.

I looked at the brothers and spoke, "You guys go ahead. I don't feel like playing Scully today."

Sam nodded as Dean glanced at me. "You okay?" He asked.

I gave him a reassuing smile as I leant up to kiss him on the lips. "I'm fine."

I made my way into the front seat to get a better look at this town. It was a beautiful little city, as I thought about it, it was little too beautiful, too perfect. I glanced to the right of me to see a little blonde girl in pigtails walking down the street lugging her gigantic backpack. I smiled as I realized the young girl reminded me of myself. I watched her skip down the side and accidently trip over a crack in the cement.

I quickly got out of the car and made my way over to the little girl.

"Hey sweetie, are you okay?" I asked her softly as I helped her stand back up.

Her bright face smiled at me as she dusted herself off, "Yes…I always fall down. My daddy calls me a blutz."

I laughed, "You mean klutz?"

"Yeah, that word."

I let out a smile as I helped restrap her backpack on.

She let out a giggle, "Thank you," She politely said.

"You're very welcome, sweetie. What's your name?" I asked softly.

"Kimmy," She said shyly.

"That is such a pretty name. I'm Gabby," I responded as I stuck my hand out.

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Gabby," Kimmy said as she stuck her little hand in mine.

"You better get to school, little one," I told her as I pushed to the direction of the school.

"Yes maam, have a nice day, Ms. Gabby,"she called out.

I smiled as I waved goodbye to her.

I was about to get back in the car when I noticed something carved into the telephone pole. I stepped closer to get a better look at it.

Croatoan

The word was deeply carved into the wood. My eyes went wide as I took in the meaning. I was a big a history buff back in school, so I knew it was one of the biggest mysteries in Northern America.

I looked forward to see the boys make their way back towards the car. I quickly called them over.

"Gab, what is it?" Sam asked as he walked over to me.

"This," I told him as I pointed to the word in the wood.

Sam's eyes went wide. He also knew the meaning.

"That's not creepy at all," he sarcastically stated.

"What?" Dean asked, clearly not understanding. "Croatoan?"

"Yeah." Sam stated as Dean looked at him blankly. Sam let out a laugh as he continued, "Roanoke? Lost colony? Ring a bell? Dean, did you pay any attention in history class?"

"Yeah! Shots heard 'round the world, How bills becomes a laws..." Dean started as I rolled my eyes.

"That's not school, that's Schoolhouse Rock," I told the taller man.

Dean just rolled his eyes, "Whatever."

"Roanoke was one of the first English colonies in America, late 1500s?" I started.

A light bulb must have flashed in Dean's head, "Oh yeah, yeah, I do remember that. The only thing they left behind was a single word carved in a tree. Croatoan."

I let out a smile. The man wasn't completely incompentant.

"Yeah. And I mean, there were theories ...Indian raid, disease, but nobody knows what really happened. They were all just gone. I mean, wiped out overnight," Sam stated as we continued to look at the word.

"You don't think that's what's going on here, I mean..." Dean asked us.

"Whatever I saw in my head, it sure wasn't good. But what do you think could do that?" Sam retorted back as I ran a hand through my hair.

"Well, I mean, like Gab said, all of your weirdo visions are always tied to the Yellow-Eyed Demon somehow, so..." Dean started.

"We should get help. Bobby, uh, Ellen maybe?" Sam suggested as we all took out our cell phones.

"Yeah, that's a good idea." Dean answered as opened his cell phone. I did the same as a 'no signal" warning was displayed on the screen. My eyes went wide as my stomach dropped.

"I don't have a signal," I stated.

Both brothers glanced down at their phones and nodded. They did not have a signal either.

I looked around to see a payphone a few feet infront of us. I hustled over to it and picked it up. I sighed, as there was no tone as chills crept its way up my spine

"Line's dead.I'll tell you one thing. If I was gonna massacre a town, that'd be my first step."

We pulled up in front of a cabin, looking for Duane Tanner.

I knocked on the door as a teenaged boy opened it.

"Yeah?" the boy asked.

"We're looking for Duane Tanner; he lives here, right?" Dean asked as we all flashed our Marshall badges.

"Yeah, he's my brother," the kid stated with a fake smile. There was something seriously off about this kid.

"Can we talk to him?" I asked.

"Oh, he's not here right now," he answered. I looked at him. I knew he was lying.

"Do you know where he is?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, he went on a fishing trip up by Roslyn Lake," he answered.

"Your parents home?" I asked.

"Yeah, they're inside," he stated.

"Jake? Who is it?" An older man asked he walked up to the door. I'm guessing this was Mr. Tanner.

"Wh-why? He's not in trouble, is he?"

"No, no, no, no. We just need to ask him a couple of routine questions, that's all." I told the older man with a smile.

"When's he due back from his trip?" Sam asked.

Mr. Tanner pursed his lips, "I'm not sure."

"Well, maybe your wife knows," Sam stated.

"No, I don't know, she's not here right now." He answered.

My brows lifted, "Your son said she was."

"Did I?" Jake asked from beside his father.

"She's getting groceries. So, when Duane gets back, there's a number where he can get a hold of you?" Mr. Tanner told us.

"Oh no, we'll just check in with you later." Dean stated as we turned around and walked down the steps.

"That was kind of creepy, right? A little too Stepford?" Dean asked.

I let out a laugh, "Stephord to the max."

"Big time," Sam agreed.

We all gave eachother the silent look. This needed further investigation. We crept around to the back of the house, and then crouched below a house window.

I silently peeked through the window to see Jake and Mr. Tanner torturing Mrs. Tanner, who bloodied and tied to a chair. My eyes went wide as they drifted to the corner of the room to see a very frighten little girl holding on to her teddy bear. My heart stopped.

"Kimmy," I breathed out.

I glanced at Sam and Dean with wide eyes as they pulled out and cocked their guns. I did the same as we snuck around to the back door. Dean looked at us as Sam and I nodded. He urgently kicked down the door as Mr. Tanner rushed at us with knife. I quickly pulled the trigger to my gun as he dropped dead on the ground. I saw Jake jump out of the window and run into the woods. I started to breathe heavily as I glanced around the room, spotting Kimmy.

"Kimmy,"I exclaimed I ran towards her and wrapped my arms around her. Her small arms threw themselves around my neck as she started to ball into my shoulder.

"Sh...it s going to be okay," I told the shivering girl.

"Gab, we have to get them to the doctors," Dean told as I picked up Kimmy and her bear and rushed out to the impala.

We quickly drove to the town's only doctor's office. I was sitting on the operating bench with Kimmy on my lap, whom still looked quite shaken up. The female doctor, Dr. Lee, was currently patching up the little girl, who refused to leave my side.

I looked down at Kimmy, who eyes were brimming with tears. I looked up at Pam as she began to speak.

"I still can't believe this. I mean, the whole town is going isane." I looked her with sympathizing eyes.

"I know, it's hard to take in." I told the woman. I still could not believe it myself.

"Hey," Sam walked into the room.

"Hey Sam," I greeted the tall man. He gave a small smile. "How is she?" He asked, referring to Kimmy.

I looked down to see the sleeping girl in my arms as my heart broke. She should not be dealing with something this horrible at this age. She should be able to keep her innocence a lot longer.

"She just has a few cuts on her, but otherwise she's fine," Dr. Lee stated. I just nodded.

"Where are her parents?" I asked the doctor.

"On vacation in California. The Tanners were watching her while they were away," She answered as I nodded again.

I looked over to Sam. "Where's Dean?" I asked.

"He went to see if he could get to the next town…that was about twenty minutes ago," Sam answered as he looked at his watch.

"Thank you, doctor." I told the woman as I stood up with Kimmy and walked out of the room.

I made my way over to some seat as I layed Kimmy down, the little girl still fast asleep. I slowly took my jacket as I layed it over her like a blanket.

Her head popped up as soon as I started to walked away.

"Ms. Gabby," she called in a small voice. I turned around and made my way back over to her.

"Yes, sweetie," I answered as I brushed some of her hair out of her face.

"Where's Beary Bear?" She whimpered, referring to her stuffed bear. I glanced around the room as I spotted her the bear on the counter. I grabbed it and handed it to her.

"You know, I used to have a bear like that. His name was Mr. Giggles," I told Kimmy.

She hugged her bear to her face and asked, "Did he protect you from the monsters?"

I smiled. "Always did…go to sleep," I told as she yawned. I placed a kiss on her forehead and stood up.

I made the short walk into lab where Sam and Dr. Lee were talking.

"Huh." Dr. Lee stated as she stared into her microscope.

"What?" Sam asked.

Dr. Lee raised her head and began to speak, "His lymphocyte percentage is pretty high. His body was fighting off a viral infection."

I raised my eyebrows. Therefore, Mr. Tanner was sick. "Really? What kind of virus?"

Dr. Lee shook her head, " Can't say for sure."

"Do you think an infection could have made him act like that?" Sam asked with prying eyes.

"None that I've ever heard of. I mean, some can cause dementia, but not that kind of violence. And besides, I've never heard of one that did this to the blood," She answered.

"Did what?" I asked stepping forward.

"There's this... weird residue. If I didn't know better I'd say it was sulfur." The Dr. stated as my eyes went wide. Shit.

"Sulfur," Sam restated.

Double Shit

I stared at Beverly Tanner as she sat on the stool in lab.

"I don't understand. Are you saying my husband and Jake had a disease?" She asked the doctor.

"That's what we're trying to find out. Now, during the attack, do you remember... did you have any direct contact with their blood?" Dr. Lee asked cautiously.

My eyes went to the woman.

"Oh my God. You don't think I've got this virus, do you?" She asked in fear.

"Beverly, I don't know what to think. But with your permission, we'll take a blood sample." Dr. Lee asked.

Beverly nodded as she layed her hand on Dr. Lee's. Suddenly, Beverly grabbed the doctor's wrist and yelled in rage. She then started to lash out with her other hand. My eyes wide as this started to happen.

I ran over to the crazy woman as she her flared hand knocked me back, my eye quickly bruising. Luckily, Sam was able to knock her out.

After we locked Beverly up, Dr. Lee continued the tests. I sat on the stool watching the doctor.

"What if we all have it? What if we all go crazy?" Pam, the nurse, asked in extreme fear.

"You've got to stay calm. All we can do is wait. The Marshal's bringing help." Dr. Lee told the young woman.

"I can't, I... I've got to go," Pam started to panic.

"Pam!" The Dr. called out.

Pam turned around with tears in her eyes. "No, you don't understand. My boyfriend's out there, I gotta make sure he's okay." She hurried out of the lab as I followed her all the way to the lobby.

"All right, wait, wait. Please. Look, I know you're upset, all right? But it's safer if you stay here for now. Help is coming," I told her as I caught up to her. She was about to respond as the loud rumbling of impala was heard outside.

"There they are," I smiled at the young nurse.

"Sammy? Open up!" I heard Dean from the other side of the door. Sam and I quickly opened the door as Dean and Mark walked in, both still armed.

"Did you guys, uh, get to a phone?" I asked urgently.

Dean just shook his head, "Road block."

"What's going on out there, Dean?" Sam asked.

"Man, I don't know, I feel like Chuck Heston in the Omega Man, I mean, Sarge is the only sane person I could find. What are we dealing with, do you know?" Dean asked us.

"Yeah. Doc thinks it's a virus." I told my boyfriend.

"Okay, great. What do you think?" Dean asked for my actual opinion.

I let out a breath, "I think she's right…we both do."

"Really?"

"Yeah. And I think the infected are trying to infect others with blood-to-blood contact. Oh, but it gets better. The uh, the virus? Leaves traces of sulfur in the blood," Sam told his older brother, as Dean eyes went wide.

"A demonic virus?" Dean asked in shock. I just nodded, "Just when you think the world couldn 't get more fucked up."

"Yeah, more like demonic germ warfare. At least it explains why I've been having visions." Sam said.

"It's like a Biblical plague," I told the boys.

"Yeah. You don't know how right you are.. I've been poring through Dad's journal, found something about the Roanoke colony," Sam told us.

"And?"

"Dad always had a theory about Croatoan. He thought it was a demon's name. Sometimes known as Deva or sometimes Reesha. A demon of plague and pestilence," Sam said with urgency.

I closed my eyes and sighed in defeat.

"Well, that, that's terrific. Why here, why now?" Dean exclaimed.

"I have no idea. But Dean, who knows how far this thing can spread? We gotta get out of here, we gotta warn people," Sam told his older brother.

"They've got one! In here!" We heard Mark yell from the next room. We all looked at eachother as we hustled to Mark.

"What do you mean?" asked Dean. I felt a nudge on my leg. I looked down to see Kimmy. She had just woken up. I softly placed my hand in hers.

"The wife. She's infected," Sam stated regretfully.

"We've gotta take care of this. We can't just leave her in there. My neighbors, they were strong. The longer we wait, the stronger she'll get," Mark with authority.

Dean barely hesitated before pulling out his gun and stalked into the lab as my eyes went wide.

"You're gonna kill Beverly Tanner?" Pam asked with wide eyes.

"Doctor, could there be any treatment? Some kind of cure for this?" Sam asked Dr. Lee.

"Can you cure it?" Dean yelled.

"For God's sake, I don't even know what "it" is!" The doctor yelled back as tears hit her eyes.

"I told you, it's just a matter of time before she breaks through," Mark exclaimed with fury.

I felt a shiver to my side as I remembered Kimmy was latched on to my hand. I quickly pulled her out of the room, covering her ears. I knew what they had to do.

"Sh… It's going to be over soon, sweetie," I told the girl as she looked up at me.

"You promise?" She asked me as I picked her up.

I nodded with tears in my eyes as I embraced her.

"I promise," I told her as we heard a painful scream followed by a loud gunshot. I felt myself flinch as I hugged Kimmy tighter, hoping to shield her from this evil.

"Who else did you find in the Tanner home?" I heard Mark yell as my eyes went wide.

Sam, Dean, and Mark stalked into the lobby to meet me.

"Dean, she was with them for hours. She has to be infected!" Mark exclaimed while pointing to Kimmy.

"What? Are you fucking joking?" I yelled at Mark. "She's not infected." I told them as set Kimmy down beside me.

I saw the doc walk into the room.

"Doc is she infected?" Dean asked.

"I do…don't know," Dr. Lee breathed out in a shiver as I gazed at her with two heads.

"She's not infected," I harshly restated.

"She has cuts all over her. They definetly bled in her," Mark yelled. I glanced at the little girl behind me. She was shivering in fear as her fists grasped the back of my shirt, wanting to stay hidden.

Tears made their way to my eyes. "Dean," I whimpered.

I saw Dean clench his jaw as he yelled out in frustration. He did not know what to do.

"She's just a little girl," I told them in a whimper as Kimmy stepped out from behind me.

"She's a monster that could kill all of us," Mark stated coldly as he pulled his gun.

"There had to be a cure," Sam said softly.

"You hear the doctor woman. THERE IS NO CURE. The best thing we can do is put her down," Mark yelled.

I just shook my head, "You're not touching her."

"Mark, calm down" Dean said trying to calm the enraged man.

"No! I will not die in here!" Mark yelled as he brought his gun forward ready to fire at Kimmy. I saw his hand raise as my breathing increased. I quickly stepped in front of Kimmy as a loud BANG was heard. Everything went silent as I saw Sam scream at Mark as Dean's eyes went to me.

I glanced down to my stomach, warm auburn fluid poured from my abdomen.

I slowly felt my knees give out as the Winchesters' screams rang throughout the room.

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