Bella was driving, it seemed like that was all she ever did these days. Always on the road. She hated why it needed to be done but enjoyed seeing all the new places. If she had become a vampire Bella could see the appeal to being nomadic. Talk about ironic since the only reason she was doing this was because of some crazed nomadic vampire bitch that wouldn't stop chasing her. Bella wasn't about to make her death easy for the red head out to kill her though.

'WELCOME TO PONTIAC'

The sign read as she sped by. The further in Bella drove the emptier it seemed. No people anywhere, the occasional abandoned building or car to the side of the road. It looked practically apocalyptic.

She could see a dilapidated looking gas station up ahead, she wondered if the pumps still worked. Bella was contemplating on if she should stop and give it a try when a loud boom sounded from her left. She whipped her head to the side to see an invisible force almost like a shockwave headed straight for her. She stomped on the brakes and laid down across her seats waiting for the impact. Sure enough Bella had just barely made it in time before the force shook her truck, luckily though it didn't do any damage except to startle her.

She sat up inspecting the area around her but nothing was damaged. Her windows still intact.

"What the hell was that?" She mumbled to herself

Her curiosity was going to get her killed one day she knew but she had to know what that was. What if someone closer to the blast had gotten hurt?

Bella moved her car and parked it at the gas station. Which of course was also abandoned.

"Well that answers that at least."

She got out of her car and began walking in the direction she thought the blast originated. It took her further and further into a forest like area.

"Yea this isn't suspicious" She said aloud

Bella had picked up a bad habit of talking to herself out loud since she was all alone now. The silence that surrounded her all the time drove her nuts so she fixed it by talking to herself often. A habit she was sure made most people wonder if she should be tossed in an Asylum.

It wasn't long before she stepped into a clearing, an unnatural one. The sight before her gave her chills. In the middle of the opening was a grave site with a handmade wooden cross. Surrounding it were trees all laid down in a wide circle almost like something from the grave exploded. That didn't make sense though because it was the only thing that looked perfectly intact.

"Screw it."

She came this far. Bella walked to the cross and crouched down. On the center of it was an engraving clearly carved with a knife.

'Here lies Dean, a brother, friend, savior and son.

This man was clearly loved and looked up to by someone.

"Help!" Knock Knock.

Bella fell backwards on her ass. Where did that voice and those noises come from?

"Help!"

Her eyes grew wide as saucers as realization struck her.

"No fucking way."

She looked at the ground near her feet and the dirt shook slightly. Is he buried alive? Bella didn't stop to think about the possibility of a zombie or why there was trees scattered around them on the ground. She heard someone begging for help and that was enough for her.

She crawled on her knees and tore into the dirt with her bare hands. She dug as fast as possible. After what felt like too long but was only a minute she started to feel something.

Bella gasped as a hand broke through the dirt reaching out to her. She grabbed it and pulled. Bella dug her heels into the ground and leaned her body back for leverage never letting go of the stranger. It was getting harder to breathe from the sheer effort and strain but finally a man crawled out from the ground and landed in a heap on top of her gasping for air.

"Thank you thank you." The man wheezed and coughed. His face, nose and mouth covered in dirt.

Bella took off her over shirt and began wiping the dirt from his face so he could breathe better.

"Are you okay?" She was frantic. Did someone bury him alive?

"I'm not sure yet, let me get back to you." He coughed again. It was becoming easier for him to breathe the more the dirt was wiped away.

Bella snorted. She didn't know how he could be so calm and cracking jokes at the moment but it did help ease her tension and she wasn't freaking out anymore.

"Come on let me help you up."

Bella crawled out from underneath him and stood, reaching out to pull him up with her.

"Thanks sweetheart. Thought I was going to suffocate down there. What's your name?"

"Bella. You?" She asked tossing his arm over her shoulder so she could support some of his weight as he got his bearings.

"Dean."

Bella's head whipped around to look at him so fast she was surprised she didn't get whiplash.

"Um not that Dean right?" She asked while pointing to the grave marker.

The man turned to see what she was pointing at.

"Huh... He buried me; thought he would burn me."

"I'm sorry what the fuck did you just say? And what's going on?!"

"That's what I'd like to know."

"You just crawled out of a grave... WHY?!"

"Cuz I was dead?"

"Are you asking?"

"No I'm telling, just being sarcastic because why else would I be in a grave sweetheart."

"I think I feel my brain shutting off..."

"Wait why are you here? Did you revive me?"

"What? No! If I could raise the dead you certainly wouldn't be my first pick!"

The man shrugged. "Fair enough."

"Look I don't know what's going on but is there something I can do to help you at least before I leave?"

"You always help strangers?"

"Certainly feeling like a mistake about now." She mumbled

Dean hung his head and chuckled.

"Sorry sweetheart, didn't mean to sound ungrateful. I appreciate it really. I just..."

"Just be honest please, people are always lying to me. I know you don't know me but because you don't know me, what do you have to lose?"

"Alright. Full disclosure?" Bella nodded her head. "I was dead. I woke up just now in a damn coffin. I have no idea how I'm alive or why or who brought me back but I'm going to find out. Being resurrected feels more like an omen than something good at least. Hell in my experiences. Nothing good comes from something like this."

Bella nodded her head in understanding. It certainly sounded suspicious.

"So where are you going to start looking for answers."

"A family friend or my brother. That's all I got. I don't want to get in your way sweetheart or cause you trouble. If you could just take me to the nearest place where there's people."

"That's kind of a problem. I was just passing through this area when I felt like an explosion or something, that's why I was here to dig you out. I wanted to know what happened and if anyone was hurt but since I entered this town a while back I haven't seen anyone. Everything has been closed and the buildings abandoned. It's creepy."

Dean hummed. "Yea that doesn't sound good. Whatever brought me back must not have wanted witnesses around but they didn't plan on anyone just driving by. That explains you. Well do you have a phone I could borrow?"

"Yea it's in my truck. Come on."

Dean still felt weak so he continued to lean on her on the way back to her vehicle. He didn't know what was happening and he just hoped that he hadn't accidentally brought this girl into his mess. Dean didn't believe in angels but even he was surprised by his own thoughts when he crawled out of the dirt and first laid his eyes on her. She damn near made him believe in all that crap. The way the sun beamed down on her auburn hair and reflected off of it made it look like she had a halo. She was beautiful, could easily pass as an angel. He could almost imagine her dressed in all white. Those warm chocolate eyes, long wavy hair down to her hips. Dean thought maybe just maybe she was a gift from the very heavens. He tried not to drool or make a pass at her. She had helped him and was obviously scared but it didn't stop her from trying to save him when she thought he was in trouble.

They walked through trees for about ten minutes before he saw a large old red pick-up truck.

"Nice truck, it's a classic." It needed paint for sure but it was nice. Well taken care of,

Bella forgetting about everything going on at the moment looked up to him and smiled. "Thanks, normally people talk smack about my old girl. I always have to tell them not to dis the truck."

Dean laughed. "If you love it that's all that matters. I love the classics personally."

"Me to." She said as she opened the driver's side door to reach in and grab her cellphone.

Dean limped to the side of the truck and leaned back against it taking some deep breaths. He felt a tap on his arm and looked to the side to see Bella holding out her phone for him.

"Thanks Bella."

"Why don't you get in and make your calls while I drive us to somewhere less creepy." Bella looked around, not only did this place make her uncomfortable but she hated being in the same spot for too long in case Victoria was right behind her, she felt too exposed.

Dean noticed the way she looked around like she was waiting for something or someone to jump out and grab her. He nodded his head and limped over to the passenger side and climbed in. Bella quickly hopped in as well and started up the truck taking off down the road.

"We still doing that full disclosure thing sweetheart?"

"Yea I would prefer it."

"Than what are you running from?"

"Wwwhat?" She stuttered.

"I saw the way you looked around. Like you were scared and waiting for someone to grab you. I KNOW that look. Who ya running from?"

"You wouldn't believe me. Nobody does."

"Sweetheart I just crawled my way out of my own grave after being dead for four months according to the date on your phone. If anyone is going to believe you it will be me. So hit me."

He made a good point. His life was obviously as crazy and messed up as her own.

"Vampire is hunting me. She killed everyone I know already."

"The sparkling kind of vamp or the one with all the teeth like a shark?"

Bella kept whipping her head from looking at the road to Dean. He believed her? He knew about vampires? Was that how he died? Wait there's more than one kind?

"You know about them? Is that how you died?"

"No, I sold my soul to a demon to save my brother. Hell hounds killed me and yea I know about more things than you could imagine. I was a hunter, the supernatural kind. I killed all the things that go bump in the night."

"Demons... hell hounds... vampires..." she mumbled. "What else is there?" Bella asked. Genuinely curious and glad to know he didn't think she was nuts. She may have accidentally stumbled across the one person in the world she could confide in.

"Ghosts, shifters, werewolves, wendigos, genies you name it sweetheart."

"And you hunted and killed them?"

"Yep. Family business."

"Wow. You're like... badass." Awe coating her voice.

Dean laughed. "Thanks sweetheart. Most people think I'm crazy to so I know how you feel. Now you never answered. Sparkling or shark teeth?"

"Sparkling."

"Damn. I can kill it for you but I need my... tools."

Bella snorted. "Dean you just woke from the dead I'm not going to be the reason you go straight back in."

"I've killed them before so don't worry about me and consider this my thank you for helping me out. You have a better chance of surviving if you let me help you. Family business remember. Besides I can't leave you on your own now that I know."

Bella pursed her lips. She didn't want him to get hurt but he obviously knew more than she did.

"Fine but only if you let me help you to."

"Me?" Dean asked.

"You said yourself that whatever woke you probably wasn't good. You help me and I help you." She smirked and tossed him a glance. "Besides I can't leave you on your own now that I know."

Dean flashed his best panty melting smirk and saw as she blushed. Oh yea, he could see the mayhem they would cause together. She may not have been a literal Angel but she was going to be his angel. With a little demon mixed in.

"Deal angel."

"Angel?"

"Eh just go with it." He said while opening her phone to make his calls. Surely Bobby or Sam would know what was going on.