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Author's note: blah ok here is it the next chapter, I hope it doesn't seem too over dramatic, I'm sorry if it does, but I figured, this is where the main plot comes out, we need a little drama. Tell me what you think! And send me any possible ideas of what should come next! My brain is giving out!

SkyBlade.

Both brothers' emotions and minds were going on overdrive, you could practically see the wheels turning and clicking in their brains. Sam was still trying to shake the funny feeling that clung to him like a burr. Dean was still trying to figure out what the heck was going on. They both entered the dining room and instantly felt the tension ease from them almost as if the room itself had sucked their worries and emotions away. The calm seemed to emanate from the girl who stood when they entered the room. She dressed simply in jeans and a t-shirt with a hoodie, but she carried herself as though she were much older. She was slim, straight-cut with small shoulders and a small waist. She seemed to accentuate her ramrod straight posture by thrusting her shoulders back and raising her head high. Her face was fair complexioned and neatly proportioned- strongly arched nose, big gray-green eyes, and dark loose curly hair that went down to her shoulder blades. She seemed to be in total control, confident and comfortable with herself. But there was something too old, too weary about her, which overthrew and also balanced out her quietly defiant façade. She sent them a smile. Her smile caught Dean off guard. It was so much like Sammy's with its sweet innocence, an innocence that was only there when that smile appeared. "Hey. Are you guys hungry? I'll explain it all while we eat."

They both cautiously sat down to eat, eyeing each other and the girl across the table. Dean decided to get straight to the point. "What the HELL is going on? If you're psychic and you knew we weren't gonna hurt you then why didn't you let us leave?" The girl opened her mouth to reply when Sam suddenly clapped his hands to his temples and pitched off his chair. Oh shit, not NOW! Was what was running through both boys' minds. Sammy moaned as the vision took hold and Dean sat by waiting for it to pass each moment grating harshly on his nerves, then all of a sudden Sam's breathing slowed, as the girls grew more and more rapid. Dean glanced over in suprise and was confused to see the girl had started to shake slightly a look of intense concentration on her face as she sat there staring at Sam. Sam pushed himself upright the pain gone, but his eyes were still following something Dean couldn't see. The girl was now on the edge of hyperventilating, her chest heaving in the fight for air, her eyes glazed over with pain. Whoa what the hell, 2 visions at the same time? Dean thought, feeling out of place. But why isn't Sam's painful this time? Almost as quickly as they had started the visions finished. Sam stood, confused. The girl leaned back in her chair, breath still coming fast. "Your…mother was killed by the demon? 3 months ago?" Sam asked.

The girl's eyes flicked over towards him. "That's what you saw?"

Sam nodded.

"Well that saves me from explaining some things. Did you feel any pain? Were you able to concentrate better on the vision?"

"Sam nodded again slowly, "Yeah I didn't feel anything that time. It started out like a regular vision, but then the pain just disappeared. Hey are you okay?"

She brushed off his question. "Are your visions always that painful?" A rueful grin tugged at her lips. "I probably shouldn't have lifted all of the physical aspects. That took a lot more out of me then I expected."

"Wait you did that? Why?"

"I'm your protector."

Dean stood next to Sam, looking very confused. "Wait what the heck is going on? Your mom was killed? What do you mean you're his protector? What did you see Sammy?" Dean wanted answers. Now. Please.

"I'll just tell you the whole story," The girl said, cutting into his questioning. "My name is Audrey…"

-------Start flashback--------

Audrey was sleeping in bed calmly, she heard someone step into her room, but assumed it was one of her parents just checking up on things. Next she heard a gentle 'drip, drip' next to her pillow so she opened her eyes. She opened her mouth to scream at the sight of her mother pinned to the ceiling but an invisible force clamped over her mouth silencing her. A dark figure stood, and she caught a glimpse of shining yellow eyes glinting at her. A quiet, hard voice reached her ears. "You are in the way of the chosen one. You are quite powerful, but not powerful enough to stop me from taking him. You are not even aware of your powers yet. It might be your destiny to protect the chosen one, but you will not succeed." Audrey lifted her eyes to her mother just as the demon released her and burned her mother. Seeing her mother dying with that horrible frozen look on her face triggered something inside of Audrey. She wanted to hurt, maim, kill the one who had done it. Something inside snapped and she suddenly felt powerful and liberated, as though she were finally in control of her whole being. And she lashed out. A blinding assault of images was what she got in return. All of the demon's plans, thoughts, information, flooded her entire body in a violent clash. All of his puzzle pieces acquired and neatly laid out over so many millenniums jolted through her. She screamed with the pain of taking and holding it all in. Words flashed through her mind. 'If the protector should sacrifice their self for the chosen one, the chosen one shall be made untouchable by any evil, because of the purity of the sacrifice made by the protector. Also if the chosen one is powerful enough he will then have the choice to destroy his greatest enemy once and for all. Then the sacrifice will be made, and the chosen one will be chosen no more, free from his greatest evil and fear." The torrent of pictures and words stopped, halted abruptly. The figure looked angry, but then he seemed to regain himself. "So you have found your powers. You will still never be able to protect him from me. He is mine." The demon smiled here. "The plan has been set in motion. There is nothing you can do." With that he disappeared, leaving behind only the roaring flames.
-----------End flashback----------

"After the demon left, my father ran into the room. He got us both out, but seeing my mother like that, knowing she was dead, broke him. He's always away now, lost in his business trips and work. He left me at home with my tutors. I was always smart for my age. I worked ahead, finished my high school and most of my college education. And then I dedicated myself to finding the chosen one. The one I would sacrifice myself for to end the demon once and for all. A few weeks ago I had a dream about you two. Sam –nods toward Sam- is the chosen one."

An ominous silence hung over the room; cloying and thick, making them all feel like they were suffocating. Sam stayed silent, his eyes deep in thought. Audrey watched him, her face unreadable. And Dean decided to sum it all up.

"What the HELL?"

Author: Any idea of what Dean and Sam's reactions should be? I don't want to write them out of character!