Hey hows it going Supernatural fans and fellow Hunters. Hope you enjoy the sequel as much as you enjoyed the first one.

A/N: So a few things. This one take's place in season 13, the story isn't going to be exactly like season 13 though, but a few things will be. And I'm thinking this take's place in the middle and the end of season 13. And the next sequel which is the last sequel will be taking place after season 14, is my take how all of it should end. So Sage had been keeping her dirty little secret to herself for a while now, since the last story when it ended was pretty much during season 12 or so, so about a year.

I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters, if I did the show most definitely wouldn't be ending, how I have in mind of the ending would be the end. All I can actually take credit for is my OC.

Carry On Wayward Supernatural fans.

Not alone.

The sky above was grey and gloomy, the stars and the moon was hidden by the dark of the clouds, In a nearby tree an owl hooted softly. Just the sound of the howling wind, crunching leaves and twigs beneath feet, the thunder above, and the beating of her own heart is all she could hear as she walked to the old abandoned house.

Sage moved cautiously to the house, careful not to be seen or heard as she pulled her gun. It was quiet except the crunching of leaves and twigs beneath her boots as she moved towards the house, cautiously and as quiet as possible, which wasn't easy to do. Being out in the middle of a forest in the dead of night wasn't the idea for some people, but she wasn't just an ordinary person, she was a hunter and she's on the hunt. What gave her confidence was knowing the fact that she wasn't alone, with her was four amazing men that she's ever known in her life, and knowing the fact that they would never allow anything to happen to her, not on their watch.

She knew Sam Jack and Dean was going to the back, as she and Cas were coming from the front.

Sage placed a foot carefully on the front step, making sure it wasn't going to crumple with one touch. To her relief it seemed sturdy enough.

Sage and the boys were here out in the middle of nowhere in Kentucky for a reason. A vampire nest had been killing innocent people, the five of them agreed that they had to be stopped. What was the last straw for her was that the last victim was a child, only 10 years old, and was drained from all blood. That little boy didn't deserve to die so young.

She gave Cas the single then she headed inside.

The abandoned house was literally falling apart do from weather. It smelled musty. Along with the wet musty smell was the scent of blood decay and death. She was used to that smell by now, what she couldn't seemed to get used to was seeing bodies. But Sam always tried to assure her that every Hunter has a weakness or two, apparently hers was seeing dead bodies, but she always manages to power through.

She moved through the rooms cautiously, prepared whatever she was about to find.

Sweat drip down from her forehead, and down her back, her hair clung to her neck. She was most definitely regretting wearing long sleeves with blue jeans in the middle of summer in Kentucky.

She froze when she heard movement up ahead.

Sam and Dean told her to wait for them when she got inside the house, could she really stand by and allow more innocent people to be killed if she could do something about it? What she did a year ago came to mind, then she knew her answer. She would only be here for a short time, might as well save as many people before her clock runs out of time.

She moved forward. Dean was gonna be pissed. Oh well. He'll get over it, eventually.

She eventually came to a closed moldy looking door, that she would much prefer not to touch in fear of catching something. Although, she was gonna die in 24 years anyway, does it really matter if she caught something?

She opened the door. Her eyes immediately landed on the poor girl that was chained to the wall. Even from where she stood she could tell that she was fed on. After making sure that the room was safe, she went to the young girl that didn't look no older than 6 or 7 and checked her pulse. She was still alive, for now. But Sage needed to get her out of there as soon as possible.

She lifted the young girl's head and pared back her lip. She sighed with relief when she didn't see anything out of the ordinary, as in she didn't see any fangs. Good, that means that they didn't turn her, not yet anyway.

Sage reluctantly put her gun away, she then brought out her lock picking kit, and started to work on the handcuffs.

The girl awoke and started to panic. Sage just managed to cover her mouth before she let out a scream.

"Shh, I'm not here to hurt you" she whispered as quiet as possible "Me and my friends are here to help you. Can you be a good girl and not make a sound?"

The girl nodded.

Sage removed her hand and started to work on the handcuffs again.

The girl was shaking. Sage wanted to do whatever she could to give the girl comfort.

"I'm Sage, what's your name?"

"Maria"

"Maria, that's a pretty name"

"What - are the bad things? -"

"Trust me when I say that you don't want to know"

Finally she got the handcuffs unlocked.

"Can you walk sweetheart?"

The little girl nodded.

"Good girl. Now I want you to be brave, can you do that for me Maria?"

"OK"

"And stay close to me"

"OK"

Sage held Maria close as she moved through the house. If she has to use herself as a shield so the little girl can get away, so be it, she was after all, a dead woman walking. If she could go saving a life then it's worth it.

She froze when she heard movement ahead of them.

It could possibly be one of the guys, there was no way in hell that she was going to take that chance. She reached around and unsheathed her machete, prepare to fight to the death if need be. But hey at least going out by a vampire was better than the alternative.

The image of Dean being torn to shreds by a hellhound flashed through her mind that was unwelcome. Why did she had to be the one who watched the show from her world?

"Sage" came Sam's hushed voice.

"Here" Sage whispered back, relieved that it was just him.

She relaxed even more when he came into view.

"You were supposed to wait by the door" Sam scolded, as if he was her older brother.

"I didn't" she said, rolling her eyes as she looked at the young girl, who had a death grip to her arm. "This is my friend Sam. He won't let anything happened to you, I promise"

The girl gave him a gentle and yet shy smile. "Hi"

Crouching down, Sam picked up the little girl in his arms "Hi, we're get you out of here so you can go home"

Together they moved to the door, where Cas and Jack was waiting for them outside.

The humid air felt better outside than in the old abandoned house.

Jack smiled brightly when he saw the little girl. Dean thought it was a bad idea to let Jack come along, but Sage managed to convince him that it was time for them to give him a chance. Sage was absolutely crazy about the boy, she felt like he was her little brother, and that it was her job to protect him no matter what. She often wondered if that's how Dean felt about Sammy.

"Hello little girl" Jack said to Maria, holding out his hand to her. "I'm Jack, and you are"

"I'm Maria" she said, takeing his hand and shaking it.

"It's very nice to meet you Maria. Me and my friends will keep you safe"

"Promise?"

"Promise"

Sage looked around noticing that they were a man short.

"Jack, Cas, where's Dean?" She asked as Sam took Maria to the Impala.

"Dean told us to wait here because you went inside alone. He looked really mad" said Jack.

She sighed exasperatedly "Yeah, I'm sure he was. Wait here with Cas and Sam, i'll be back"

"But Dean said-"

"I don't always have to do what he says"

With that she ran back in the house. But it didn't take her very long to find who she was looking for. Dean was walking out the room where poor little Maria was being held, carrying a severed head. When he looked at her, she could tell that he was relieved, but he was mad at her for not listening, does she ever?

"Hey there sexy, you do know how to shop for a lady don't you?"

Dean tossed the severed head aside "Don't you like it?"

She hummed "Maybe less bloody next time?"

"Right. The girl?"

"With Sam Cas and Jack"

"Good. Lets get out if here"

"Yeah, I need a shower" she gave Dean a suggested look.

If the half smile was anything to go by, he knew exactly what she was suggesting.

"Yeah, me to. Let's go"

She followed the man out of the house that was literally falling down, the man that she would follow into the pits of hell. How ironic that those was the words of her choice.