Note: I do not own any of the characters from Supernatural so pretty please do not sue me. I do own all the OC's that appear in my stories. Again I want send a shout out to everyone that has been following and supporting me on this story! I hope that I do not disappoint with this installment. So without further adieu my next installment.

Dean wakes up with Carmen in his arms….Meanwhile Sam attempts to reach him…

The sun eased into the dark sky chasing away the night. Dean stirred opening his eyes. He looked to see that Carmen was still there. She had never left him, wasn't an illusion, no she was real. He held her closer to him. He did not want to let her go. He kissed the nape of her neck and settled back down and fell back asleep.

Sam shut his phone in frustration. He had not been able to get a hold of Dean all night. He knew they had a hunt and when he did not come back to the room he began calling his phone only to reach his voicemail each and every single time. Something happened to him, Sam thought. Usually Dean called back to at least let him know he was alright. Grabbing the keys he left the room and fired up the Impala. The day was already heating up.

Dean woke up and saw Carmen looking at him. She smiled at him as she lay there. Even her smile was beautiful, Dean thought as he leaned in to kiss her. He could feel his desire building up again. He knew he should call Sam but Sam could wait. Carmen moved her hand under the covers caressing his skin sending shivers down his spine. He pushed on her hip placing her on her back as he lay on top of her. Dean grinned down at her as he took her. She loved the way he felt in her as he made love to her again. She pushed him up and over onto his back. Now she was on top of him. He liked this, thinking to himself. Carmen rocked her hips back and forth on him as she linked her hands with his. Dean lost himself in her letting her take over. Looking down she saw he had his eyes closed as she made love to him. Waves of pleasure washed over her as she climaxed. Carmen arched her head and back rocking faster on him. Dean grabbed her hips rocking her harder on him. He watched her thrash on him as she came on him. He didn't have words to describe what he felt at that moment as they rocked together. Dean could only groan as he felt himself release deep inside her. He felt as if he had died and gone to heaven in that instant. She lay on him as he remained in her. He traced her back and hips as she took his lips with hers. She ran her hands through his short blonde hair fisting it gently. As they remained in intertwined, Dean's phone began to go off. He growled as he knew who it was.

"Dean?! Where the hell have you been? I have been trying to call you all night! I thought you were hurt or worse?! "Sam's voice almost yelling at his brother.

"Sammy, calm down. I am fine, trust me on that. I know I should have called you sooner but I didn't. I will meet you back at the hotel before noon so turn my baby around and take her back to the hotel" Dean hung up and looked at Carmen. "Babysitter tracking you down?"

"Yeah, you could say that. But I don't care. It was worth it. All of it" Dean touched her cheek lovingly stroking it. Carmen covered his hand with her own hand. Dean did not want to leave her but he knew there was a hunt. Suddenly he got an idea.

"Why don't you come with me, Carmen" Dean asked her. His eyes pleaded with her to say yes.

"What about your brother? Won't he get upset?"

"Honestly, I don't care what Samantha thinks. Just say yes" He made one more plea with those green eyes. Carmen could not say no to those pleading green pools. She smiled and gave him her answer. "Yes, Dean. I will go with you" She leaned in kissing his lips softly. Dean could not stop grinning from ear to ear.

Sam struggled to concentrate on his research as he heard the door open. Jumping up from his chair he saw Dean enter. And he quickly realized he was not alone as Carmen followed him in. Sam raised an eyebrow at the visitor. He quickly figured out that she was the reason why Dean had not come back last night. He stood there staring at the couple trying to read what was in Dean's eyes. Slowly Sam began to speak. "So, Dean, who's your friend?" Sam eyed Carmen warily unsure of what to make of her.

"Sam, this Carmen. Carmen, this is my brother, Sam." Carmen stepped out to Sam extending her hand. "It's good to meet you Sam."

Sam hesitantly took her hand in his. Her hand was warm, unusually warm he observed. He could also see something else about her that was off. It was the eyes. Something about her eyes that made him uneasy. It was almost as if they could read deep into his soul and see his inner most thoughts and fears. Sam found the sensation unnerving to say the least. He was already having mixed feelings about this girl. He stood there continuing to hold her stare. Carmen raised an eyebrow reading Sam's body language. She could sense uncertainty in the younger brother. But she could also sense something else. It was jealousy. He was jealous of her. But why? Dean, feeling the tension in the room, stepped up and spoke. "Well, now that formalities have been made let's get down to business shall we? " Sam nodded never taking his eyes off the girl with the chestnut hair and fiery hazel eyes. Carmen knew she would have to keep a close eye on the younger man. She knew of what Azazel did to him as an infant and that made him dangerous.

Dean sat and sharpened stakes and filled bullets with salt as Carmen helped in the preparations.

"So, Carmen, are you a hunter?" Sam asked her. "You could say that, Sam" She responded as she held his hard gaze with her own. "And what exactly do you mean by that?" As he continued his interrogation of her. "Like you and your brother I seek out and destroy evil entities and monsters that dwell in the realm of the supernatural. My mother was a hunter as was my father. Any other questions you would like to throw my direction or are we done playing twenty questions?" Carmen crossed her arms as if to challenge the hunter. Dean continued to sharpen stakes but listened to the sparring that was taking place. He smiled to himself as Carmen dished out what his brother threw in her direction. He had a feeling this hunt was going to be a rather memorable one to say the least.

The sun was lowering over the Western sky as the Impala rolled into the parking lot at Red Rock Amphitheater. The evening was still warm so light clothing was in order. The trio proceeded to the hiking trail that circumvented the rock structure heading deep into the woods. Dean and Sam went instantly to hunter mode as they had weapons drawn ready to fire at a moment's notice. Carmen was given the crossbow which she handled with ease. The evening was still, almost too still for Dean's liking. Carmen felt the hairs on her neck stand up as she felt they were not alone. Raising the crossbow her eyes scanned the woods around them. Something was rustling in the underbrush in front of them. All three remained frozen in their stances ready to strike. The rustling got louder and closer until something charged out of the woods. A white tailed deer sprinted past them as if it was fleeing from something. Turning they saw the vampire before them. He was about Dean's height and size, save for the jet black hair and haunted eyes. It drew its lips back revealing pearl white fangs with edges that formed needle sharp points. Making a hissing sound it lunged at Dean. The hunter was able to fire off one shot as he was knocked to the ground and his shot gun landed on the ground several feet away.

"Do you really think you can stop me, hunter?! You humans are weak and frail. Such easy targets."

Sam went for the creature next. The vampire met him half way and held the younger man by the throat lifting him off the ground. The creature tilted its head to the side as if undecided what to do about him. Then he looked over to Carmen. The woman had the crossbow aimed ready to fire. The vampire merely smiled at her with half of a smile and tossed Sam aside like a rag doll. Turning its attention to her, it slowly strolled to her, its fangs unsheathed ready to strike. "Well, what do we have here? Such beauty in a woman…" Carmen knew it was trying to get her in a trance but the mind trick wouldn't work on her. The vampire realized that she was not an ordinary hunter. Charging at her it was hurled backwards as Carmen delivered a violent blow to its chest. Sam and Dean were stunned by what they had just witnessed. The vampire, now enraged, charged at her once again only to be met with a swift kick to its head. Carmen was moving with incredible speed. It was almost as if she had superhuman speed. The vampire refused to give up on its potential prey trying another tactic. Moving with inhuman speed it came up behind her and grabbed her from behind. It had one arm around her throat and the other around her waist. She struggled with the creature. Dean was up and on his feet, shot gun in hand. Sam sat there seeing how fast his brother reacted to the vampire getting the upper hand. But Dean soon realized he would not be needed as the vampire underestimated the woman as it was launched backwards with a bolt of energy coming from Carmen.

Dean could not believe what he just witnessed. The girl has skills. Mad hunter skills. But how did she manage to get it off her? Dumbfounded, he stood there staring at her. Grabbing the crossbow she fired two stakes into the creature's heart killing it. It wailed with an inhuman sound as it burst into flames, its reign of terror over. Carmen stood there watching the creature burn away into a pile of ash and bones. She turned to the brothers who were in awe of what transpired. Did Carmen really do all that? Sam's suspicions were confirmed by the events that unfolded that night. She was not human although she was in human form. He was going to find out what she was and what her intentions were with Dean.

The ride back was quiet as no one really had anything to say. The vampire was dead and hikers would be safe once again. Sam glanced at Carmen through the rearview mirror seeing her look out the window, her mind lost in thought. Slightly narrowing them, he turned back to the road. Dean had developed a nasty headache from his head making contact with a rock back at the amphitheater and was in no shape to drive. Dean was looking forward to a hot shower, some food and maybe some TLC from Carmen. When they got back, Sam immediately grabbed some clothes and dashed to the bathroom. "Don't hog all the hot water, bitch!" Dean barked at his brother.

"Whatever, jerk!" Sam snapped back with irritation in his voice. Dean frowned. What the hell was the matter with Sam? He acted like that ever since Carmen came with him. Well Princess would just have to get over it. Carmen wasn't going anywhere as long as he had anything to do with it. He breathed slowly and deeply as Carmen gently rubbed his temples his head in her lap. He looked up at her as she looked down at him smiling at him. Her fingers slowly rubbing his temples and forehead helping to ease the pain. It was putting him to sleep but he didn't care. The fact that she was there was all he needed. She leaned down and kissed him. He kept his eyes closed relishing in her presence. He felt he was falling for her. Little did he know that Carmen was falling for him. Hard.

Sam opened the bathroom door as steam bellowed out around him. He glared daggers at the couple. He felt anger? Was he really angry that his brother seemed to be finding some happiness in his life? Shaking off the resentment, he sprawled out on the bed and turned on the TV. "You should go shower, Dean. You had a rough night" Carmen whispered in his ear. Dean opened his eyes looking up at her. "Only if you join, me" He said as he arched his eyebrows up and down. Nodding she let him get up and together they entered the bathroom. They didn't see Sam rolling his eyes at Dean's comment.

Carmen and Dean enjoyed one another's company as the hot water streamed over their bodies. He held her in his arms as he passionately kissed her. Dean didn't know what was coming over him. He had met her only yesterday but yet he was deeply drawn and attracted to her. It was as if she was what was missing from his life. He had thought the same about Brooklyn and knows she would always be his angel. But, Carmen, on the other hand, she was something entirely different.

Carmen, rather, Tariel, could feel herself falling for the hunter. His soul had cried out to be loved. Truly loved. She had responded to the cry by appearing in this form. She could see how easy it was to fall for a human. She could see how her brother, Castiel, fell for Brooklyn the way he did. Dean was a lost soul like a ship lost on the open sea. Well she was going to be his light to guide him home. She only hoped that he could see that he really was worth of a true real love..

Later when everyone had fallen asleep, Sam tossed in his sleep…

Sorry this chapter was soooooo long, but I had to keep writing. So our friend Sam seems to have a problem with Carmen? Well he is about to get a wakeup call from an old friend as we will see…