(A/N: This chapter crosses into Supernatural territory for a bit. Once again I don't own any familiar characters or ideas. Only Charlie and my original ideas.)

Stiles' POV

I was thrown hard against the wall, causing the wind to be knocked out of me for a moment. My vision blurred, but I could see Charlie's eyes glowing blue like they were at the hospital. Along with that a sort of white aura formed around her; her body literally glowing. It had been a clear night, but the moment she started glowing thunder boomed overhead and lightning flashed through the window; temporarily giving me a glimpse of the shadow that formed behind her.

The shadow was in the shape of wings that stretched out from her body's shadow. My eyes widened a little at the sight, but I snapped out of my trance when they went after her. She quickly fought back, literally throwing one of them across the room before focusing on the other. The man pulled out a knife, but it didn't faze her at all. She attacked him, easily dodging the swipes of the arm that held the weapon. It cut her side, but that only fueled her more.

I watched in shock as she knocked the knife out of his hand then placed her own over his face. The man screamed as white light shot out of his eyes and mouth. Within seconds his body fell to the ground limply, telling me that she killed him. The second man was about to attack her again, but once he saw what she did to his friend he fell back and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

My gaze shifted back to Charlie who walked closer to me, her eyes still glowing which made me a little nervous as I sat up and leaned back against one of the machines. Her hand reached out to touch my head and I squeezed my eyes shut, expecting to die as well, but instead I felt the pain slowly leaving my body until it was completely gone. I opened my eyes as she retracted her touch, seeing that hers were going back to normal.

"How did you do that?" I asked her in shock.

"Do what? What happened?" She asked in a daze, not knowing what was going on.

She wobbled a bit so I quickly reached out to hold her so she could rest. I hadn't even realized that the arcade security alarm had been going off until I heard sirens getting closer, meaning that in a few minutes I would have to explain this to my dad. I sighed and sat against the wall, holding Charlie who had passed out at this point; most likely from using so much power and it drained her.

"Should I even ask what happened here?" My dad's voice asked as he stood in front of me.

"They came at us out of nowhere, Dad. They tried to kill her. One of them knocked her out and I got him over the head with a chair, but the other one ran off." I explained, knowing I would have to tell him the real story when there weren't other cops around who didn't know about the supernatural beings here in Beacon Hills.

He sighed and nodded.

"There's an ambulance out front. Take her there to get some rest. I'm going to need your statement." He said.

I nodded, carefully lifting her up in my arms before carrying her outside to the ambulance. After carefully setting her on the gurney, the paramedics looked after her while I told my dad what happened. I quietly told him that I would explain it all later when he got home.

"I have to call James. You can take her home when she wakes up." He said to me.

I nodded then walked back over to the ambulance, sitting in the back with her while I waited for her to wake up. I couldn't help but think back to what I saw. It was incredible how much strength she had and the fact that she could kill that... whatever he was... with one touch was amazing, but also very dangerous. I'll admit it was a little intimidating to know what she was capable of now, but I also knew that she would never hurt me even if she couldn't control herself. She proved that tonight when she healed me.

James showed up shortly after Charlie came to, wanting to know what happened and if she was okay.

"I'm fine, Dad. I'm just tired." She said as she leaned against me with her head on my shoulder.

"Did you see who it was?" He asked as he helped me get her down then over to my jeep.

"I don't know what it was... There were two men and they both had these black eyes. They said their boss wanted me for something." She said to him as she stood next to me.

"She killed one of them, but the other ran away." I told him.

He nodded slightly and ran a hand through his hair.

"I think I might know what they are, but I need to do some research first. Stiles would you mind taking her home with you tonight? I think it might be better for her to be closer to you and Scott rather than me. I'm way over my head here, and I don't think I could protect her like you can." He said.

I nodded, promising him that I would take care of her. I let him give her a hug before he got in his car and left, leaving us to head back to my house. She curled up on the seat with her head on my lap while I held her hand in mine. When we got home I carried her inside, gently setting her on my bed.

"I'm going to call, Scott, but I'll be right back okay? I'm just stepping out of the room." I said to her.

She nodded slightly, curling up in my bed and instantly falling asleep. I waited until she was completely asleep before heading out of my room and calling Scott. He showed up a few minutes later then I explained everything to him.

"She just touched him and killed him?" Scott asked me.

"Yeah. It was so... scary to be honest. I have never seen anything like that... and it just suddenly started storming really bad when she got pissed off at them like she was controlling the weather and the shadow behind her had wings. It was insane." I said as I looked over at Charlie's sleeping figure. "All I know is that whoever they work for wants her so we have to protect her."

Scott nodded in agreement.

"We will. I'll fill the others in tomorrow. Do you want me to stay just in case?" he asked.

"If you want to... It might be a good idea just to be safe anyway." I replied.

"Alright. I'll go tell my mom and grab some clothes then I'll be back."

I nodded then went back into my room, sighing softly as I looked at Charlie. She was always getting into trouble somehow and I had a feeling this was going to be a normal thing with us now. I just wish we had been able to have a little more time at the arcade together before those goons showed up and ruined everything. We were almost about to kiss again and this time we were completely sober, which meant she did feel something for me. At least I hope she still does.

Without thinking on it anymore I pulled off my shirt, changing into some sweatpants before laying down with her. I gently pull her body close to mine, kissing her forehead gently as she let out a small content sigh now that she was in my arms. A soft smile forms on my face as I looked at her peaceful expression.

"Goodnight, Charlie." I murmured, closing my eyes and falling asleep as well.

Charlie's POV

The next morning I woke up to find Stiles staring at me as he played with my hair. He had his arm bent to hold up his head as he laid on his side next to me and his hair was a bit of a mess from sleeping on it.

"What?" I asked him, snapping him out of whatever trance he was in.

"Nothing... You're just so beautiful." He murmured, causing my cheeks to turn red.

He started to lean in and my heart rate sped up, feeling like it was going to burst out of my chest until his lips were finally on mine. His hand cupped my cheek while mine moved to rest on his bare side. Our lips moved together in sync, slowly at first, then gradually getting more passionate. His body shifted to hover over mine, gently pushing me onto my back as he straddled me.

"I'm sorry, Charlie..." He murmured against my lips.

"Sorry for what?" I asked in confusion, pulling away just in time to see that his eyes were black and he was holding a knife above me.

My eyes widened and I tried to move, but it was too late. He thrust the knife into my chest...

I jerked awake, sitting up quickly in bed before looking at my chest and seeing that nothing was wrong. I was the only one in the room. I hadn't realized I had been screaming until Stiles rushed into the room with Scott, immediately coming to my side.

"Charlie, calm down. It was just a dream." Stiles tried to touch my arms to comfort me, but I jumped away from him.

He looked hurt, but I needed a moment to calm down after that extremely vivid dream I had where he tried to kill me.

"You're okay. You're safe." Scott said softly as he held his hands up so I knew he wasn't going to try anything.

"I... I had a nightmare... Stiles you... you were one of them.. You tried to kill me..." I stammered, not even knowing that I was crying until now.

"Hey, that's not going to happen okay? It's me. I would never hurt you. I promise you." He said softly, slowly reaching out to me.

I finally allowed him to touch me and practically clung to him as I trembled in his arms. Small sobs fell from my lips as I slowly remembered what happened last night... well some of it. I remembered the men with black eyes that threw Stiles, but after that was blank. I was terrified of them, especially knowing that they wanted me.

"Nothing is going to happen to you... I'll keep you safe." Stiles whispered in my ear, stroking my hair soothingly as he slowly got me to calm down.

After a few long moments of just holding onto him I was finally brave enough to let go, but stayed close to him anyway because he made me feel better. I knew he was just a human and probably couldn't protect me as well as Scott or one of the others could, but he still made me feel safe.

"Do you remember anything else about what happened last night?" Scott asked after a moment.

I shook my head slightly.

"No... After they hurt Stiles it's all blank until now when I just woke up. What were those things?" I asked them.

"We're not sure yet, but your dad is looking. In the mean time we know someone who can possibly help you control your powers. Deaton's friend is here and she thinks she can help you control it." Stiles said to me.

I nodded slightly and got out of bed a little too fast, causing me to become dizzy for a moment. I nearly fell over, but Stiles was quick to catch me. Once I was steady he got me some clothes to change into, making sure I was okay before they both left the room. I sighed softly, deciding to take a quick shower before I went downstairs to meet them.

After my shower I got dressed, brushing my teeth and fixing my hair before I went down to see them. Stiles gave me some toast to eat, insisting that I at least have some kind of food in me so I wouldn't feel so sick. I reluctantly forced it down then drank some water to satisfy him, then the three of us headed to the animal clinic to meet with this friend of Deaton's.

Stiles grabbed my hand, giving it a comforting squeeze as we walked inside the building. I followed the two boys back to the examination room, seeing Deaton standing there with a red haired woman who looked to be in her late twenties.

"Ah, there you are. Charlie, boys, this is Jackie. She's an angel as well." He said to me.

My eyes widened a little and I looked over at her, almost not believing it until she flashed her glowing blue eyes at me. The same eyes that I had.

"I thought that I was the only one..." I said quietly, staring at her in surprise.

"Oh there are many of us, Charlie. Just none as special as you. You are the only one on earth who holds the power of an archangel. The rest of us are just normal angels who do our good deeds here and there as well as sometimes cleaning up a mess or two left behind by demons. I'm here because we are meant to follow you into battle... You are the one who is going to decide how this war turns out." She said.

"What war?" I asked, completely confused.

"The war between angels and demons. If we don't win, it will not only wipe out our entire race, but it will also mean the death of humans. Monsters will run free and there won't be any balance to the world. It'll fall into chaos... That is why Lucifer wants you so badly. He knows that if he can change you to his side he can win the war... but you can't allow him to do that. We have to destroy him before he gets powerful enough to attack us before we are ready."

"So you're saying... That I am the only thing between the death of every human on the planet.. and peace?" I asked.

She nodded and I shook my head, starting to feel overwhelmed. This was too much... I couldn't handle having the fate of the world in my hands.

"No... I'm sorry.. I I can't..." I ran out of the building to get some air.

My breath became heavier and it felt like I couldn't breathe. Everything started spinning as my oxygen intake lessened with each breath.

"Charlie! Charlie, calm down. Just breathe okay? Look at me." Stiles ran over, grabbing my hands to get me to look at him. "Breathe."

My breath came out in wheezes at this point, struggling to calm down.

"I- I can't..." I choked out.

Without saying another word his lips crashed onto mine, my eyes widening from the sudden movement but they slowly closed as I leaned into his body. My grip on his shirt loosened and everything else just faded away. All of my worries and fears disappeared so that my only focus was him.

He pulled away a little too soon for my liking, causing a small noise of protest to fall from my lips. A soft chuckle fell from his as he kept his hands on my cheeks, looking into my eyes.

"Sorry... It helped me once before and I figured it would help you too..." He said softly.

"It definitely did..." I breathed out, smiling a bit as my eyes focused back on his lips.

He seemed to get what I was thinking about and leaned in again. This time I met him half way, my arms wrapping around his neck while his hands slid down to my waist. He gently backed me up until I was against the building, holding me close to him as we kissed.

We were too caught up in the moment to notice the surviving demon from the night before watching us from down the road, a smirk forming on his face before he disappeared.