Heys again! Well I have this truely horrible headache, and it's making things go all wonky. (ooh! cool word!) And it's kind of making me crazy... Which is kind of normal, but whatever! I'm just saying that I really don't want Chuck to be God, I thought that it was stupid, but it works here. So I'm going to use him here. I hope you all like it! Something a lot of you have been begging for happens!

The Story of Avi

I woke up choking. Air wouldn't go down my lungs. Being dead, I didn't need to breathe, but it was still instinct. I turned my head to the side, and water began to dribble out.

"What the hell?" I muttered. Did I really drown? Now that was just creepy.

"You okay?" Mom asked concerned.

"See for yourself," I told her, and showed her my dream.

"Oh baby," she hushed when she was done.

"Bad things are here," I repeated, "Should we tell the heavenly dicks?"

"What do you think?" she asked.

"Well, that's why I'm asking you!" I retorted panic beginning to edge into my voice, "And, we don't even now what the bad thing is! It could be Lucifer, the Horsemen, Demons, hell even some random supernatural freak! So what am I supposed to say? Hey Michael! Something bad is happening?"

"Avi! Calm down!" Mom ordered, "You're getting hysterical!"

"So?" I pouted.

"You need to calm down and think about this rational," she explained calmly, "Sam was in your dream, right?" I nodded. "So he probably already knows what's happening. They will take care of it."

"But what can I do?" I asked her frustrated, "Oh yeah! Not a damn thing because Angels are holding me captive!"

"You're the one who wouldn't let anyone make a deal to bring you back," Chuck observed.

"Shut up Chuck!" I screamed at him, spinning around, "Wait! Chuck? What the hell are you doing here?" The prophet laughed. I looked at him suspiciously. He had this aura around him that wasn't there when I had first met him.

"Good to see you too Avi," he said, "We never did really get to say goodbye."

"You're not Chuck," I told him shakily, "The energy is off." Chuck, or whoever he was nodded thoughtfully.

"You're very observant," he mused, "And brave, sacrificing yourself like this." I glared at him.

"What are you?" I demanded.

"Avi!" Mom hissed, "Would it hurt you to be a little polite? I mean, he's here without the Angels knowing about him."

"That's true Aurora," Chuck commented.

"No!" I protested, kind of freaked out that he knew my Mom was talking to me, "They could know he's here, and it's another one of their traps. And stay out of my head damn it!"

"They don't know I'm here," he promised, stepping closer, "And if you knew who I was, you might treat me with a bit more respect." I crossed my arms, and looked him in the eye.

"Probably won't," I told him steadily, "Respect is something I only give to people who deserve it."

"And God doesn't deserve it?" he asked archly. The air left me in a whoosh.

"He's God?" Mom said weakly. Chuck- God- whatever smiled gently before nodding.

"And why would God be paying me a visit?" I asked him, my voice not nearly shaking as much as I expected it to.

"Because," he sighed, "I have plans for you."

"Oh and that always is good," I remarked under my breath. Chuck shook his head.

"You've been hanging around the Winchesters too much," he told me. I glared at him.

"If you need some holy good-doer to take care of your dirty work, forget it!" I snapped, "You have the dicks with wings for that!" Chuck smiled at me patiently. To be honest, it was kind of creepy.

"Is that so?" he asked. I nodded, my eyes stony. "Then you don't want to be brought back to life?" You have got to be kidding me. Please, please, please tell me God was above blackmail! Please!

"No!" I spat at him, "Not at the price you're selling!"

"And what price is that?" he asked, seeming actually confused.

"You're going to bring me back so I can do some holy mission for you, and it will probably involve hurting someone I care about one way or another!"

"And why would I do that?" he asked politely.

"You need to ask that?" I retorted. Chuck sighed.

"Avi," he began, "You're right, I do have a job for you. But if you do it, or not, it's your choice! There is such a thing as free will, you know." I glared at him again, and waited for him to contiune. "But the main reason why I want to bring you back is that Michael over stepped his boundries." Chuck's gaze harden slightly. "It wasn't your time, and it's screwing up everything! Besides! I'm on Team Free Will, believe it or not. So, do you want me to bring you back, or not?" I thought for a moment.

"What's the job?" I asked.

"To protect Sam, Dean, and Castiel. Something other then Lucifer is after them. Something bigger then the Morning Star. And only you will be able to stop it," he told me urgently.

"And what makes me so special?" I scoffed.

"It comes from Kronos," he told me quietly. My heart dropped. There were some seriously bad things back there, and the threat could be any one of them. It still didn't explain why I could stop it though.

"Any thoughts here Mom?" I asked shakily. She thought for a moment.

"Do you care about them?" she asked. I nodded quickly. There was no doubt about that. "Then you should do this," she said.

"Alright," I stated, my mouth dry, "Let's do this!"

Okay, so Avi isn't really brought back yet. But she will be next chapter! Yay! : ) Speaking of, the next chapter might be up later today, since we got a snow day. I'll have to see if my head agrees with me. I'm going to go take a nap now.

Until next time, keep reading, writing, and loving Supernatural!

-G