Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews on my first couple of chapters, I am glad you liked them so far! Don't worry if you find the story to be a little dry right now, its picking up here in Chapter 5! Keep the reviews coming! Enjoy Chapter 4, I will try and update weekly, depending on my school schedule!

Thanks!

-Britt

Chapter 4- Diner Demons

Elizabeth and Dean sat in some local diner while Sam talked to Bobby on the phone.

"What the hell is this thing Dean?" Elizabeth said as she rubbed her head, still feeling the effects of whatever this Castiel thing did to her.

"No idea, but it sure as hell is gunna pay for what it did to Pamela. By the way, how are you feeling, I know that thing did a number on you, had you knocked out cold for about thirty minutes." Dean said.

Elizabeth let her fingers run across her forehead again, the small pounding that felt like knives jabbing into her head was still present. She felt nauseous like she was going to be sick and slowly leaned her head against the cool glass window, steadying herself.

"I'll live." she whispered as she shut her eyes and began to gently massage her temples.

"How's Pam?" Dean said to the approaching Sam. Sam glanced over at Elizabeth and gave a small half smile, laughing internally about how she looked hungover.

"She's stable and in the ICU." Sam responded as he plopped himself down on the opposite side of the booth.

"And blind, because of us." Dean said. Elizabeth opened her eyes and pushed herself off the glass window.

"We still have no idea what we are dealing with guys." She said.

"That's not entirely true." Dean said as he knotted his eyebrows together and looked over at her.

"No?" Sam asked in a slightly confused voice

"We got a name, Castiel or whatever." Dean replied. Elizabeth nodded in agreement, she was still very torn between being afraid of whatever this thing was, and being interested in it.

"Look, with the right mumbo jumbo we could summon this thing right to us!" Dean said. Elizabeth let out a small chuckle. Leave it to Dean to want to summon an unknown monster.

"Dean you're crazy, that thing burnt Pamela's eyes out and you just want to summon it to our doorstep. No offense but I like being able to see." She retorted.

"You have a better idea?" Dean asked

"As I matter of fact I do." Sam piped up.

Elizabeth's interest spiked and she shot a glance at Dean who silently responded to her by saying he had no idea what his brother was talking about.

"Look, I followed some demons to town, we can track them down. Somebody's got to know something about something." Sam said

"Oh well that's great, we will just walk up to a group of demons and ask them for information. Because they are always so giving." Elizabeth responded.

Sam opened his mouth to say something smart back but the waitress had appeared at their table, holding three cheeseburgers. Elizabeth looked up at her and gave her a small smile, the waitress returned it and then pulled up a chair to sit down at the end of their table. Sam and Dean stared at her, however the waitress's eyes were still looking straight at Elizabeth.

"Are you looking for a tip?" Dean asked with a smile on his face.

"Oh I'm sorry, I thought you three were looking for us." The waitress said in an eerie voice. Quickly her brown eyes flicked to black, unveiling the fact that she was a demon.

"Fan-freakin-tastic." Elizabeth whispered as she looked around, realizing that everyone in the diner had black eyes now.

Sam glanced over at Elizabeth, his mouth was slightly open and his eyes were narrowed. Something glinted in his eyes that made her furrow her eyebrows. The look appeared to be almost feral and it instantly bothered her.

"Dean- to hell and back." The waitress said which ripped Elizabeth away from Sam's bothersome facial expression.

"Aren't you a lucky duck?" The woman continued. Dean narrowed his eyes and gave the waitress a thin smile.

"That's me." He responded.

"And you-"The waitress said, turning her attention to Elizabeth. "I know exactly what you are."

Elizabeth arched her eyebrow and waited for the demon to elaborate but she didn't. Frustration washed over Elizabeth like a wave of water. Demons, always so cryptic.

"So you get to just stroll into the pit and come back, what makes you so special?" The woman said, turning back to Dean now.

"I'd like to think it's because of my perky nipples." Dean retorted. This statement made Elizabeth stifle a laugh which did not go over well with the demons in the room because they all narrowed their eyes and stared at her. She swallowed, her confusion level was still at an all-time high because of what the demon sitting in front of them had just said to her. Her thoughts began to race- she was just a hunter. A Winchester. That's all, what else could she possibly have meant.

"Mind your tone with me boy or I'll drag you back to hell myself." The demon said once again pulling Elizabeth from her worried and confused thoughts. Sam gripped the knife sitting on the table and made an attempt to lunge at the woman. Elizabeth grabbed his arm and held him back as Dean continued his conversation with the demon.

"No you won't. Truth is you don't know what cut me loose and you're just as spooked as we are." Dean said. It amazed Elizabeth how calm Dean was right now, he had just been pulled out of hell by an unknown creature and he was acting like it didn't bother him an ounce while she was over here internally freaking out about what this demon had said to her. If anyone should be freaking out, it should be Dean.

"You're looking for answers, well truth is I don't know what pulled me out, could have been Godzilla, or some big bad demon boss, but I'm guessing with your pay grade they don't tell you that kind of stuff do they. I know that whatever it was though, it's a lot stronger than you. So go ahead, take me back but don't come crying to me when they come looking for you" Dean continued.

The demon didn't say anything, she just looked at the three Winchester's sitting there with stone faced expressions. Slowly Dean stood up, his eyes never leaving the demon sitting in front of him.

"Let's go you two." Dean said. Instantly Sam rose, towering over everyone else in the room. He was followed by Elizabeth who crawled out of the booth and stood between Sam and Dean.

"For the pie." Dean said as he pulled out a 10 dollar bill and threw it on the table.

Once outside Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief.

"Holy crap that was close!" She said eyeing both the boys.

"Yeah, so we are just going to leave them in there?" Sam asked as the three walked over to the impala.

"Yeah, there is three of them, probably more Sam, and only one knife between us." Dean responded.

"I've killed a lot more demons than that recently." Sam retorted which made Elizabeth look up at him. She was still angry that he only checked in twice while Dean was in the pit. She had no idea what he had been doing, nor why he decided that the best option for him was to ignore all her phone calls. Her eyes narrowed as she climbed into the back seat.

"Yeah well, the smarter brother is back in town." Elizabeth chimed in. Dean locked eyes with her through the rear view mirror and gave her a small wink.

"Hey guys, what do you think that demon meant, that she knew exactly who I was?" She asked the boys. Dean started up the impala and then turned around to look at her, his green eyes shining brightly in the harsh sun.

"Probably just a demon thing Lizzy, I mean, everyone knows who you are." Dean responded. He flashed her a smile and turned back around. She knew that what Dean said was probably true, the demon was just trying to scare her, but something deep down in the pit of her stomach told her that wasn't true. Silently she shook her head, trying to get the thoughts out of it, she turned her attention to Sam, who was being abnormally quiet. He was staring out the window, his eyes fixated on the diner still.

"Alright, let's get out of here." Dean said

No one answered him, Sam was too busy staring at the demons and Elizabeth was too busy staring at Sam. She could not help but notice the pure look of animalistic hunger that registered on Sam's face as he continued to gaze at the demons. She slowly inhaled and turned away from Sam to look out the window, her head still hurt and she desperately wanted answers.