Dun dun dun...okay back to when Sam and Dean find the little winged lady. :) BTW Dean's POV.

Sam stood up and moved out of the way, but before shadow consumed him I saw the starting of a bruise coloring the bottom of his jaw. I laughed inside my head, Sam got beat up by a girl! I looked down at what I thought was the harpie, but instead there sitting up against the wall was a 19 maybe 20 something year old girl.

She had long brown hair that went a little bit past her shoulders. And was wearing a dark blue tank top that tied around her neck with dark blue jeans. Blood was running down her right arm and her left hand was covered in the blood as well.

What amazed me the most though were the two black wings that were crumpled beside her. I felt guilty for what I did. I sank down into a squatting position. Catching her gaze I felt my heart skip a beat. She was glaring at me, and the light from the lamp caught her eyes making them like liquid gold. A predators eyes I thought.

"I"m sorry, I thought you were something else." I said.

She scoffed, her cracked lips parted and she said "I"m sure you are."

I stifled the harsh response that rose into my mouth. This wasn't the time to piss off bird lady. I didn't want to find out what she could do. Instead I tried again and my words came off harsher then I meant them to, "Listen I really am sorry, be happy I didn't put it in your little heart. How was I supposed to know you weren't the harpie!"

Glaring at me she raise her left hand, the thought of her slapping me made me nearly laugh out loud. Instead she flicked it, making blood splash over my face and go into my open mouth. Spitting out the blood I hastily stood up, she laughed.

Glaring at Sam he just shrugged his shoulders. Returning my gaze to her she watched me coolly.

"Well at least I said sorry, what the hell where you flying around for? Hmm! Aren't people afraid of different things in this century? Or are you all freaks?"

Her eyes flashed and she struggled up. Stepping towards me I realized she was almost the same height as me, but an inch shorter. The smell of cool air, and grass filled my nose. Standing ground I glared at her as she hissed,

"Excuse me I didn't realize you owned air. I'm I a prisoner? Wouldn't be breaking news if I am! And I'm the only Freak in this town, I thought you couldn't see me."

That last part she said softly, she brushed past me and walked towards the kitchen. I stood there feeling guilty, Sam stepped away to follow her. Sighing softly, I followed him as well. The elevator dinged and I rushed to the front doors to see her walk into the compartment. One of her glossy black wings hung low to her side and it looked as if every step pained her.

For one moment her wings flickered and I wondered what had happened. Torn between letting her go and helping her I said

"Wait! Is there a way we can help you?"

She turned, her eyes a brown color now. That shocked me and I wondered if the light had played a trick on me. Coldly she replied, "No. Go back to your palace of air and leave me alone."

The doors closed and I turned to the sound of someone in the kitchen. Sam looked at me and held out the Threshold paper.

"Who's that?" he asked.

"I don't know. But I think we should help her."

"You have a heart dean!" Sam joked.

Shooting him a glare I wondered if she lived here. Stuffing the paper in my pocket we left the apartment as is.

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Down in the lobby I was behind the desk searching for any names. Half hoping maybe it was under woman with wings. But we found nothing, only a slip of paper with a reminder, leave keys out for 308.

"Maybe this is it?" I asked

"Maybe we can try." Sam replied looking over the cupboards.

Motioning him back to the elevators we got in and hit floor 10. As soon as the door opened I knew we were on the wrong floor. Hitting the number 12 button we moved up. The doors opened and I stepped out asking Sam to hold the door. Still no 308.

"One more level." I said, getting back into the elevator.

Sam hit 13 and I joked "Is that supposed to mean something?"

Sam raised an eyebrow and laughed me off. I thought it was funny I grumbled to myself. The doors snapped open and we stepped out. The hall was dark and I half expected ghosts to be roaming around.

We walked along the hall way and I noticed there was no doors on the left wall. Wondering why it was built like that, a door appeared. 308. Putting on a smile and adjusting my jacket I knocked on the door. No sound came from inside and I wondered if this was the wrong room. Suddenly the door opened and she stood there. Her small eyebrows raised in surprise. When she saw it was us her face hardened. She opened her mouth to speak, but at the last second I cut in,

"My name is Dean, This is Sam and you may remember us. I shot you. Anyways my palace is boring, and we've come to crash at yours!" I said.