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A/N: Here is the next chapter. Sorry it took so long to update. But hopefully you'll think the wait not wasted. Enjoy! =]

Chapter Six: Fight or Flight

The dreams didn't stop but the painful visions were less frequent. Most were of me standing in a never ending field of yellow wildflowers. I walked through the sunlit field before stopping, something catching my eye. I looked and a man was standing just a few yards away from me. He was blurred. I rubbed my eyes and looked for him again. He was gone. I turned and he was directly behind me. He just stared at me with a longing that pulled me toward him. I asked him who he was but he didn't say a word. He was about to put his hand to my face when I shot awake. Bella looked at me before going back to sleep. I ran my hand down the length of her body before lying back, staring at the ceiling. Why was he always there? Why was he always in my dreams? Why was he important? Or was he important? So many questions that my mind wouldn't let me answer, but the answer was there. It was in my head, all I had to do was try and pull it out. I spent the rest of the night trying to do just that. I sat at the table trying to think. Thinking of his face and trying to remember who he was. I pulled a pad and paper toward me, doodling on it. I pictured the man from my dream and started to draw him on the paper. I didn't know I could, but his face appeared on the lined paper in front of me. I shrugged and started to draw more. Filling page after page of drawings. Some things I remembered and others that came from no where. I never went back to bed. I drew for the remainder of the night. By the time the sun rose I had no more answers then I had before. I took a long hot shower and by the time I came out Adam was already up and gone. Didn't know where but I wasn't going to wait around for him. I sat in front of his laptop looking up everything I could that might lead to someone that needed our "special" help. I found a series of odd deaths in Manhattan, Montana. It was somewhat curious and I thought that there was enough there to entail a look into. I filled Adam in when he got back and we were on the road again.

"Bella, shut up." I told the dog who was continuously whining in the backseat. "Cooper wasn't ever this whiny." I added.

"I don't think she likes the car very much." Adam told me.

"Well, she'd better get used to –" I started and then stopped. "Cooper?" I said and thought a moment.

"Do you think she gets car sick?" He asked.

"Pull over." I told him.

"What?" He said looking at me.

"Pull over." I repeated. He did and I got out, quickly opening the back for Bella. "Come on sweetie." I told her.

She jumped out and ran into the grass. She relieved herself before starting to frantically eat some grass. I sighed and let her, knowing that her stomach was upset. I smiled when she sat in front of me, looking at me with perked ears and a cocked head. She nudged my hand and I stroked her head before leading her back to the car. She jumped in and settled herself in. I got back in and we were once again on our way. I felt bad for her. In the next town I made Adam stop and I picked up a big fuzzy blanket, hoping that maybe if she had something to lie in and surround herself with that she might be more comfortable. It seemed to work as she made herself a hole just big enough for her curled up body. She slept the rest of the way.

When we finally got to town I was so eager to get out of the car that Bella and I set off right away to do a little recon. I made Adam stay at the hotel and I made my way through town. It was nice to see mountains. I liked them more then I thought. I sighed and smiled as we walked. Bella's tail was continuously moving, her nose smelling everything. I smiled and rubbed her sides. I moved from the main streets to the alleys. I was hoping that something would show up. Something supernatural that I could play with. Why did I think of it that way? Why wasn't I afraid? I hoped it was just a vengeful spirit of some kind. Maybe a zombie, or a witch…or something. I was starting to come up with some pretty wild scenarios when I heard brisk footsteps behind me. I took no time in quickening my own pace as we continued down. Soon there was more then one and I was all for defending myself. Soon I heard them running. Bella's hackles rose but as usual she didn't make a sound. She looked to the left and I quickly ran down the alley. She was ahead of me. A moment later the footfalls were even closer behind me. I quickly stopped and spun, grabbing the gun that was hidden in the back of my jeans in the process. I cocked the gun as the two of them stopped in front of me, both had their arms raised.

"Why are you following me?" I asked them.

"Evy?" The one closest to me said surprised. "It's me."

"Me who?" I asked. "Who are you?"

"It's me. Baby, why don't you know me?" He asked his face pained.

"I'm not playing games. Now who the hell are you?" I demanded.

"Dean." He told me.

His face flashed behind my eyes. Remembering my dreams, I took note of his face. He looked so hurt. But I wasn't going to let my guard down. "Why are you haunting me?" I asked him.

"Haunting you?" He said taken aback.

"How is this possible?" The other man asked.

"And who are you?" I asked looking at him.

"Sam." He replied. "Winchester. You know us. You know our dad." He stated, pain also written across his face.

"I don't know any Winchesters." I said and turned away from them.

"Wait…" The one known as Dean said grabbing my arm.

I quickly punched his cheekbone. "Don't touch me!" I told him.

"Evy, please…" He said pleadingly. "Baby, please…"

"Stop calling me that!" I yelled at him. "I don't even know you."

"Yes you do." Dean told me determinedly.

"The only place I know you from are my dreams." I told him. "Why do I keep dreaming about you?"

"Because you know me." He said grabbing my arms. "Look at me." He said giving me a sharp shake.

I leaned away from him but I looked at him. There was something familiar there but I couldn't place it. I was trying really hard to place it but there was nothing. I was about to pull away from him when my head started to throb.

I saw the two of them in a house. The walls were white and bare but on the kitchen table there was a five course meal that was full of maggots and flies. Clearly the work of witches. They moved through the house but the house was empty. They raided the house and found several books as well as a box of supplies hidden in the back of the closet. They didn't stay long.

I blinked as the vision ended. I was on my knees and Dean still had his hands on my arms. I looked at him and he moved his hands to the sides of my head.

"What did you see?" He asked.

"You two…wait, how did you know I saw something?" I asked.

"Because I know you." He told me. "I love you." He said with sad eyes. "Why don't you remember me? How are you alive?" He asked quickly.

"Get away from me." I said pulling away from him.

"Hey!" I heard a voice yell. I turned to see Bella with Adam. She had gotten him. "Get away from her!"

"Riley…" Dean said with distain.

"Riley?" I said. "His name is Adam." I frowned putting my hand to my head.

"What did you do to her?" Dean roared as he grabbed Adam by the shirt.

"Get off of me." Adam said and with a flick of his wrist Dean was pinned against the wall.

"Stop it!" I said and went to Adam. "Let's just go." I said gently pushing him. "Please…" I said when he didn't move.

He dropped his hand and Dean was released. I pushed on him and started to walk down the alley. Adam followed and I moved into a run. Bella was at my side. I looked behind me and both were looking at me with hurt looks. There was something familiar about them but I had other problems to worry about. Adam could do more then he had let on. If I was ever confused since I was reborn I was really confused now. My head was swimming with what I could only assume were memories. They weren't showing me what I wanted to know. We ran the way back to the room and I paced as Adam sat at the table watching me.

"How the hell did you do that?" I finally asked him. He just looked at me. "How did you pin him against the wall? Why aren't you afraid of what I can do? You're never surprised about anything weird that goes on and why did he call you Riley?" I rambled off.

"I must remind him of whoever Riley is." He replied. "And I have a gift just like you. I just don't like to use it."

"Why not?" I asked him.

"Because I got a little scary for a while. I picked the wrong side, but I'm better now." He replied.

"Riley…" I said furrowing my brows. "It means something. I just don't know what it is."

"It's okay. We'll get out of town. Move on. They're probably on a job too so we probably aren't needed here." He told me.

"How do you know that?" I asked him.

"What do you mean?" He countered.

"I saw them in the home of a witch. She must be here. But why would you think that they're on a job? You know them don't you?" I asked him.

"No. They just look like hunters to me." He replied.

"This is very confusing." I said putting my head in my hands as I sat on the edge of the bed. Bella put her head in my lap and I kissed it.

"It'll work itself out." Adam told me softly. "I just have to make amends."

"For what?" I asked him. He just looked at me. "Adam, I know we don't know each other very well but you can't keep hiding things from me." He just nodded. I sighed and was about to keep going when my head started to hurt.

The white walled house came into view. There was a small table littered with candles and an open book. A woman was kneeling at it. Some symbol was painted on the table with a bowl in the middle of it. She added a series of ingredients to the bowl before bringing out a doll and placing it into the bowl. A moment later the door burst open. Dean and Sam rushed into the room. They fought her and soon she was dead.

It faded and I sat up. They were getting easier and easier to take. In the vision it was after dark. I looked outside and the sun was setting but it was still there. I stood and put the gun in its place before going to the door.

"Where are you going?" Adam asked.

"We have a witch to kill. Are you coming?"

"Yeah." He said and followed me.

The house was easy to find. Only when we got there it was too late. I heard crashing in the house and quickly ran in. I pushed open the door, my gun raised. Sam was pinned to the wall by the witch, struggling against her. I couldn't see Dean. I sidestepped into the room and let loose three shots, watching her fall to the ground. Sam was rubbing his neck watching me with wide eyes. I quickly moved to him. I put my hand on his jaw line and used my thumb to lift his chin. I examined his neck. There was bruising but he would be fine.

"Are you okay?" I asked. He nodded. "Where's Dean?" I asked. He glanced around the room. I did the same and saw his feet from under the destroyed dining table. "Shit." I said and ran to the table. Sam helped me move it off of him. He was unconscious. I rolled him into my arms. His head was bleeding. I used my sleeve to stop it. "Dean, can you hear me?" He didn't move. "Dean, wake up." I said sternly. His brows furrowed and he opened his eyes. "There you are." I told him with a small smile. "Good thing I came to the rescue. You two obviously can't handle it."

"Evy…" He said and put his hand on my cheek.

A jolt moved through me and I quickly moved out from underneath him. I stood and turned away from him. "Don't do that." I told him sadly.

"Why not?" He asked standing.

"Evy?" I heard Adam say.

"Did you just come in here?" I asked him. He nodded. "And where were you when the three of us were fighting. I thought you were right behind me?"

"No, I stayed in the car with Bella." He replied.

Bella came trotting into the room, coming up to me. She sat in front of me and looked up, resting the tip of her muzzle against me. I smiled and stroked her gently. I looked back at Adam, seeing the coward I had been ignoring up until now.

"Riley…" Dean said moving to my side.

"Why do you think he's this Riley?" I asked him.

"Why don't you remember?" Dean asked me, the same pain I had seen before showing up again.

"What am I supposed to be remembering? Who do you think I am?" I asked him.

"You're Evy Rose Connors. You were engaged to Jim before he was killed in Iraq. My father came to you not long after your visions started. You traveled with him and then saved me and my brother. You traveled with us briefly before you left. You got a German shepherd named Cooper and together we all fought the demons in the world." He told me and paused. "We fell in love." He said softly. Stepping toward me. "We fell in love and we're crazy about each other."

"And Riley?" I asked and glanced at Adam.

"Riley is this man." Dean said pointing at him. "He is working with the yellow eyed demon. He is working with him and he has been nothing but trouble. He tried to kill me and he tried to kill you. You were about to kill him when you saved me. He's evil." He told me.

I took it all in. Not knowing what else I could do. Pieces of what Dean told me made sense. They fit with what I had seen. The puzzle that was my life. I ran my fingers through my hair and looked at my dog. I nodded again and left the house. I heard plenty of footsteps after me. I stopped and turned. All three of them were watching me.

"This feels familiar." I smiled as I looked at them. "Dean…" I said meeting his eyes. "I don't remember being with you. I don't remember anything before I dug myself out of my own grave." I told him.

"You what?" He asked.

"Evy…" Sam said just after him.

Sam looked at me sadly but Dean's eyes moved to Adam. He was looking at him in such an evil maddened way that I instinctively moved to him. "Don't…" I said grabbing his arm. Dean looked at me and held his ground. His arm was shaking underneath my hand. "Why are you so angry?" I asked him.

"What did you do to her?" He shot at Adam. "What did you do?" He asked annunciating each word and lunged at him.

"Hey! Hey!" I said trying to hold him back. "He didn't do anything to me." I told him, feeling the need to comfort him. I took a few steps back and looked at him.

"Where did you meet him?" Dean asked me.

"He was there when I got out." I replied.

He looked at the ground and nodded. I didn't have time to intercede this time. He lunged at Adam, throwing him to the ground. I just watched. My mind was starting to swim. Sam pulled his brother off. They all stood there. Three different corners of this weird pyramid. I didn't know what to do. I felt dizzy and before I knew it the sky was all I could see before everything went black.