Author note: ok so I hope this chapter is good. And thank you to Meeeee for the helpful review; it helped the advice to reread my work before I so I can make need changes. I hope the first chapter seemed better after I edited it, and Ninjafirestater for giving me a "yay some one liked my first chapter" feeling and I promise it's nothing like asylum episode, Though I did love that one. Thank you and keep reviewing please

Chapter 2

"Ok, what the hell was that" dean said looking at the girl in the rear view mirror, while trying to drive the impala straight. He had to be doing at least 70mph and yet Sammy was not yelling at him to slow down. No instead he was in the back seat helping the girl bandage her arm. It seems the vanishing man was able to get a gash in while he was at it.

"If I knew what was going on don't you think I would have been like hay the jerk is so and so lets call the cops. But considering he just disappeared in to thin air I highly doubt they would 1: be able to help us and 2: believe us." She said back to Dean sarcastically. This guy might annoy her but damn he was cute. She thought to her self trying to distract her self from the pain. That thing really did a job on her arm. I guess he was the one in her vision that was gutting those girls alive. All she can do is focus on her self, to keep her from remember the pain those poor girls went through. This is the last thing she need even more issues.

"Hay Sam you don't remember the symbol that was on that jar by any chance do you?" dean asked now regretting not grabbing one of the jars with the hearts in it. Maybe it would have given them a clue to what was going on.

"Yeah I do, hold on a second and I will draw it on a piece of paper in the journal." Sam finished bandaging her arm, and then dug in his book bag for the journal. He found a piece of blank paper and pen, and drew the symbol on the page making sure he got all the details correct that he could remember. He put the journal away and looked at the girl who was sitting next to him. She was remarkably beautiful to him, but after Jessica died his feelings for women have been shut down.

"So what's your name, if you don't mind me asking?" Sam asked the girl in a low but high enough tone so dean could hear there conversation.

"Angelica, my names Angelica" she responded looking at this one thinking he might actually be different then the brother driving, at least not as sarcastic, And almost just as cute. It didn't matter though her emotions were shot after her husband left her, the only thing she wanted to do with a guy right now is sit with them and cry about what he had done to her.

"Well my names Sam, the one upfront is Dean my older brother"

Dean looked in the rearview mirror and said hay. She responded with a little smile just to be polite. He noticed that even though she was younger then him maybe closer to his brothers age that she was surprisingly pretty in her own way. She had long red hair that reached down past her shoulders meeting the bottom of her chest, its blond highlights were fascinating to the eye. Her skin was pale but with a tan you would be getting from spending time out in the sun gardening. She had an eyebrow piercing that amazingly looked well on her. She was slim but fit, dressed in just a pair of jeans and men's white beater. Even with just that on he could tell she presented her self better then him in just his jeans, t-shirt, and leather jacket.

"So what were you to doing there in the factory? I mean it seems convenient and odd that you two show up at the right time" angelica said curiously. Almost as if she didn't trust them. After they saver her life he thought she would be grateful. he grunted. Sam gave him a look knowing that if he said any thing about his vision that they would most likely not be believed, and in fact she might jump out of the car and run for the hills.

"We were just passing on by and thought that something seemed odd." Sam said hoping she would believe him. He didn't feel comfortable telling her the real reason, that he had visions and that him and his brother use them to hunt demons and kill them.

"Well I don't exactly believe that but I'm sure you had your reasons. I guess I'm lucky you were there when you were, thank you" she said looking only at Sam not even glimpsing at dean, to let him now she was including him in the thank you. Figures.

"Your welcome" dean said glimpsing back aggravated "so what exactly happened, how did you get there"

"I'm not sure; I was in my living room at my apartment. I got up to get a drink, walked over to the fridge, and the last thing I remember is staring in to it looking for the alchole" she still didn't understand how he got in. almost like he appeared out of thin air.

"So basically you were ghost napped or maybe demon napped" dean replied

"Excuse me. What are you talking about?"

"Never mind you wouldn't get it, Maybe we should check out your apartment." Dean said deciding maybe that comment wasn't the best to use.

"Umm I guess so; I live about a mile from here."

Sam stayed in the back with her the rest of the way to her apartment glancing at her when ever he had a chance. He had a feeling that this girl was different. She was oddly unique in looks but some thing just seemed strange. All the way there she just stared out the window with a depressed look on her face deep in her thoughts.

The Apartment

When they got there she had to ring her neighbor's doorbell to let her in the first door entering the hallway thankfully her apartment door wasn't locked. When they entered the apartment dean couldn't believe how neat the place was. At least it will be easy to see if some thing is out of place he thought.

"Somebody has some obsessive compulsive in them" dean said under his breath

"Excuse me" she said obviously being able to hear him

"I said nice apartment" Sam gave him a look that said yeah right that's not what you said.

"So do you see any thing strange or out of place" Sam asked knowing that she would notice quicker then them. It was nice though to see some one else appreciated cleanliness just as much as he did. His brother was a pig in the hotels.

"Not really, I do see some blood on the floor by the fridge."

Dean walked over to it, looking at the small little puddle thinking even her blood is formed in a neat puddle.

"Was the cut on her arm the only one?"

"Yeah" Sam said wondering were it came from

"Hay dose your head hurt at all" dean asked looking at her wondering if maybe she was hit with something.

"Yeah a little bit, why you think it came from my head."

"Yeah I think it might of" he said while he was walking over to her. He bent her neck down gently so he could get a better look of the top of her head. He used his hand to part her hair and saw some dried blood. Noticing her hair smelled like shampoo, it made him realize that he hasn't taken a shower in days.

"He hit you on your head with some thing, you have a little gash." Dean said

"I can clean that for you if you like" Sam said to her walking over.

"Yeah that would be great; there are gauze pads, peroxide and stuff in the bathroom cabinet. The bathrooms through the bed room." She said pointing to were the bed room was.

"Ok ill get them" dean said hoping to find one area in her apartment not neat. When he stepped in to her bedroom he found he was disappointed.

Back in the living room, Sam was sitting be hind her applying a paper towel to the wound.

"So where are you and your brother staying tonight? Do you live near bye?"

"No, well probably check in to a hotel, that's usually what we do"

"You guys can stay here if you like the couch is free and I have an air mattress in the closet."

Sam thought to him self. Well it would probably be a good idea considering this guy is still out there and that maybe they should stay to look after her.

"Yeah that wouldn't be a bad idea if you don't mind. This way we can make sure your ok and figure out what's going on in the morning."

"Thanks id feels more comfortable knowing you're here."

He looked at her knowing how she must feel she's probably freaked out not knowing what the hell is going on.

Dean entered the living room with a box full of medical supplies not knowing which Sam needed. He glanced at Sam and Angelica, realizing that she's already feeling comfortable with him and he's feeling comfortable with her. Which is strange because since Jessica died Sam's been keeping walls up around people more so since there fathers death.

"Here are all the medical supplies I could find. Sorry Sammy, didn't now what you need to seal up this red heads, well head. That's a tongue twister" he said the last part looking at the ceiling trying to figure out what was a better word other than head.

She gave him a quick laugh, which were better then them throwing sarcastic comments back and forth any more. Sam thought to himself.

"So how old are you." dean asked her wondering if he was right about her being younger then him. When she replied his heart stopped beating

"Im 23" Sam looked up at dean with a look saying oh no this might be bad.

"Were you born in 1983" Sam asked scared of the answer.

"Yes why?"

"I was to" said Sam gravely.

"Well congrats, were born in the same year."

Sam sat there wondering if he had found another one like him. But what are the odds she would fall right in to there lap. Should he ask some more questions now or weight till later. He decides he should weight till later. For now he thinks sleeping might be a better idea.

"Hay you think I could get that air mattress you mentioned, we had a long day and I'm kind of tired." Sam said ready to end this day and get a good nights sleep in.

"Yeah it's in the closet let me get it" she replied

"No its ok ill get it" dean said hoping to get rid of her so he can have a quick conversation with Sam before they go to sleep. Angelica walked in to her bed room while saying "well good night then, I'm kinda tired my self I hope you all sleep well."

She only comes back out right away to give them some blankets, pillows, and sheets.

"Yuck I have to sleep in a bed with you" dean said out load.

"Do you think she's like me" Sam said trying to figure out what he should say tomorrow to get her to open up.

"I don't know, if she is maybe it will help you figure things out."

"You mean help us figure things out"

"No I mean you; all you do is pout now, as if you've lost a puppy or some thing. Maybe it will help knowing some one like you is out there and you can helped them."

"Maybe; how do we ask her if she has any unusual powers?"

"I don't know Sammy lets just sleep on it and figure it out tomorrow." dean said to him finishing up making the bed. The air mattress surprisingly filled up quickly. He took of his shirt and pants and got under the covers.

"don't you think only sleeping in your boxers is a little inappropriate."

"Who cares Sam just relax"

Sam decided to leave all his clothes on for now and to not strip to barely naked. Dean was probably just trying to impress her. So in the morning, she would come out here to check, and he'll be on top of the covers showing the body he is so proud of. Sam slipped under the covers next to dean and couldn't help but to think about what this could mean if she is indeed one of the chosen ones.