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The next couple of days we had stayed at Bobby's just researching Castiel and Uriel. There wasn't much to find so Dean decided he wanted to go hunting again. Bobby had been trying to talk to me about me killing someone and I was avoiding him so far so I agreed with Dean.

"What? Shouldn't we try and find more out about the angels?" Sam asked as we sat in Bobby's library talking about where to go next. I was sat on the sofa next to Dean curled up, Dean was almost glaring at Sam and Sam was pacing around the room.

"And just what are you hoping to find?" Dean asked standing. I'd noticed lately that the boys hadn't been close. They joked around but something felt off. I wondered if it was to do with Castiel and Uriel warning's.

"Well something? I mean angels have been around for millennia and your telling me there's no way of finding out about them?" Sam said shaking his head. I stood up and walked over to the fire place.

"You guys look. We have read every single book Bobby has on anything even remotely angelic. We have found nothing really useful so why don't we go?" I said softly trying to keep the peace. Although Sam was still mad at me for disapproving of his habit. Sam looked at me and shook his head. I sighed and walked to the kitchen.

"Just tell me when we leave, I'll be packed." I said walking out of the room.

In the kitchen Bobby was sat listening to the three of us argue. I walked straight into sight so I had to face him again. I don't know why, or how to explain it, but since Bobby found out I was different things had been a little off between us, not to mention his endless attempts to talk to me about killing innocent people.

"Hey Bobby," I sighed as I sat opposite him at the table. "Guess you herd it all."

"Yup, those ejiet's are going to kill themselves if they aren't careful." Bobby scoffed drinking his coffee. He put the cup down and looked at me. "And you... well you ain't much better then them." He added.

"Thanks." I said standing up.

"You know the nightmares will stop if you just talk about it." Bobby said looking at me.

"Bobby," I pleaded sighing. "Not now, please?" I said feeling defeated.

"I hear you wake up, muffling the screaming. Listen girl, if you don't talk to someone, soon, it'll consume you." Bobby said with soft eyes, he was giving me the olive branch, only I really don't like olives. I nodded knowingly and sighed.

"When I'm ready... when I know exactly what happened..." I sighed walking out the kitchen door. Outside was a lot quieter then inside, but I could still hear the brothers argue about leaving. I sighed and kept walking into the junk yard. It was mid-day the sun was high in the sky and it was warm. I walked up to my baby and patted the bonnet. The paint was faded, and she really could do with an over hall but she was my baby and the only thing that hadn't changed since I came to America.

"Now all I need is you to die and today could rank as one of the crappiest to date!" I said sarcastically to myself. The car just sat there giving me no indication of life or death. I sighed and sat on the bonnet looking out to the other cars in the junk yard. I was sat silently just trying to feel at peace or at least calm with myself but lately my mind was chaos not one calm thought laid behind my outside shell. I closed my eyes and things just got worse, images of Joseph flashed before my eyes, blood soaked clothes, the bitter taste of copper in the blood, a million other useless images and then Ruby. Ruby, the whole reason I'm here, the whole reason Sam is drinking and the whole reason I am baby sitting Dean, if I had never smelt her, I'd never be here and I'd be back home honing my skills, training and learning how to be the werewolf I should be. Not this chaotic animal, with a small moral compass. I herd footsteps walk towards me and just kept my eyes closed, I could smell it was Dean a mile off.

"Hey, you ok?" Dean asked as he reached the car. I just nodded trying to contain the chaos until I could kill again. "That's good... Look Bobby just got a call that some witch has cursed an old friend of his. He wants us to check it out. You coming?" Dean asked leaning on the car. I still hadn't told him I was meant to protect him, and honestly I didn't plan too. I didn't picture Dean taking it too well. I opened my eyes and raised an eye brow.

"Yeah, just don't lean on my baby." I said jumping off and wiping where Dean had sat.

"You know she needs a new coat of paint..." Dean said as we walked back to the house. I pushed him softly.

"She is a fine car, and looks aren't everything Dean, you should know that!" I joked.

"Ouch!" Dean said holding his chest. "I'm hurt." I laughed and shook my head.

"Guess Sam isn't thrilled to go." I said as we reached the door.

"He'll get over it." Dean grunted as we walked in.

By nightfall we had pulled into a small motel and got two rooms. I was in mine merrily researching a Dewy Gout and his family. Dewy was an old friend of Bobby's who had kept Bobby safe after a few scrapes with bad guys. Bobby said he had owed him. Bobby also told us his wife Marie had watched as their son Leon walked right in front of a bus. Leon was 23. Dewy believed it was a witch when he found hex bags in his son and their bedroom. He instantly called Bobby for help as he didn't know of any witches in town. And from my three hours of researching the town, no one else knew there were witches in town. There was a knock at my door and I went to answer it. Dean and Sam stood there looking a little more friendly then they had been in the car ride here. I moved out of the way so they could get in.

"What you got?" Dean asked walking over to my laptop and looking at the screen.

"A headache." I sighed shutting the door. "There is no record of any witch being in town for as long as the town exists." I said turning to face them.

"Well that pretty much matched what I didn't find." Sam said sitting on the bed. "Dewy and Marie had lived here twenty odd years when they had Leon. No weird vibes around his birth or life. The only odd thing Dewy did was take in hurt hunters. Otherwise he was an engineer and Marie was a school nurse." Sam sighed.

"Well there must be something?" Dean said looking back at us. I nodded.

"Yeah well maybe tomorrow we could talk to Marie and see if she noticed anything weird." I said going and sitting next to Sam on the bed.

"I think someone should check out the local hunter scene too, see if Dewy might of taken in someone who pissed off a witch?" Sam said looking for me to Dean. Dean nodded and clapped his hands.

"Well we have a plan. So who wants to grab a drink?" Dean asked walking towards the door. I got up and grabbed my jacket. Sam followed behind like a puppy.

In the bar I noticed a lot of the people stare at all of us. I wasn't sure if it was because we were strangers or if it was because we were different. The bar maid was a blonde woman with enough upfront to keep you a float in a flood. Dean was happy chatting her, or should I say chatting her up. The bar seemed friendly enough. After a few drinks I decided I wanted to go for a walk or run so I left. Sam left Dean to chat up the waitress and we walked back to the hotel together.

"Ok salt?" I asked as we walked back to the motel, we were testing each other to see who knew the most about the supernatural.

"Easy, protection against ghosts and bad spirits." Sam laughed as we walked down the road. Sam seem to relax more and seemed to forget the talk we had at Bobby's. "Rosemary?" Sam asked nudging me softly.

"Protection from Demons." I said pushing him back a little. "Ok so what about gargoyles" I asked as we turned the corner.

"Protection on churches..." Sam said still thinking. "But they aren't real."

"Pardon?" I asked stopping walking. Sam stopped a few steps in front and turned to me.

"It's a myth. Ruby can walk in a church..." Sam said plainly. Ruby? Well typical she would be the thing to tell Sam. Wait... what's that smell? I stood there looking at Sam as I smelt Ruby. I sighed and walked up to Sam's side. He was looking clueless.

"Hello Ruby." I said in a plain tone as she appeared from a side street.

"Wolfy, didn't think you'd be so civil." She said walking up to us. My body tensed up and I fought not to crack my neck.

"Be nice bitch, or I wont be." I growled as she stopped two steps away.

"Ruby, what... I mean why are you here?" Sam asked looking worried. Ruby smiled at Sam and then looked at me.

"Demon's are here, big bad ones, they're looking for something." She said looking at Sam.

"A seal?" Sam asked lapping up every word she spoke.

"Don't know, but it's big. They sent-" She stopped when there was a noise from the other side of the street. Everyone was looking at where the noise came from and it was a group of drunk guys. Human guys.

"Well as much fun as this isn't, I'm going. See you tomorrow Sam." I said walking off shoulder barging Ruby as I past her. Sam started to follow but Ruby stopped him. I sighed as I walked back to the motel alone.

I got in and felt tired, I dropped my coat on the bed and walked into the bathroom to wash my face. I turned the tap on and the water rushed out fast, I splashed the ice cold water on my face and wiped it. "What am I doing? Protecting the key to stopping Lucifer? Ha, like he needs any protection. Hunting Ruby? Again ha, right and why didn't you just rip her throat out? Oh yeah Sam, the guy you wanna try and save from the blood. Blood the thing I drink to live. Come on Megan there's been a hypocrite and then there's you." I said to my reflection as I looked at myself. There was a knock at the door and I went to answer it.

"Sam?" I said opening the door to let him in.

"Hey, look, I just want to explain, I didn't know she was coming here." Sam said looking at the floor most of the time he spoke.

"Look, we had this talk Sam. Its not a good road to travel, but in the end, it's you who has to walk it." I said sighing. Sam looked at me and smiled.

"I... I just need to be strong enough to stop Lilith and the apocalypse." Sam said softly. I walked over to him and held his arm.

"You are, as you are," I stopped mid-sentence because I smelt something. Demon? Sulphur, definitely evil. I thought trying to process the smell.

"What's," Sam started to say until he went flying into a wall with so much force he left a dent in the wall. He slid down the wall unconsciously and a small amount of blood poured from his head to the floor.

"SAM!" I shouted and ran to him as three demons appeared in the room. The one who flung Sam was still holding his hand out. He was tall, and athletic, the body he was riding was no older than 25. The second demon was chubby and smaller with nearly no hair and the third was a woman with short blonde hair and looked to be a house wife in her mid forties. I cracked my neck and felt the fire burn through my skin. I let out a growl and stood in front of Sam.

"A werewolf, now that is interesting." The athletic man said with a lisp. I just glared at him, the smell of Sam's blood was making my wolf side harder to control.

"What do you want?" I growled as my voice lowered.

"You." The athletic demon said and the other two demons walked forward. The woman lunged at me first as I turned and smashed her head into the wall with as much force as the athletic demon had smashed Sam into the wall. She screamed as she impacted into the wall. I released her head as she fell to the floor. The second demon walked towards me slower.

"Come on little girl, come with us. Let's not fight." He said sounding sweet. I punched towards him but he stepped out of reach. "Not going to play? Shame." He said swinging his arm out and sending me into a wall. It knocked the wind out of me but I got to my feet in time to stop the blonde from trying to stab me with a silver knife that had come out of know where.

"Bitch!" I growled as she came towards me again. I side stepped and grabbed her hand with the blade. I twisted her arm so she stabbed herself in the stomach as I sank my teeth into her neck and fed off her demon before her body collapsed in my arms. I turned to the other demons and growled with demon blood dripping from my lips. The second demon, the chubby one, lunged at me again trying to hold me down but instead I snapped his neck and bit into it. I fed off his demon and stood there looking at the third demon. A sick smile crossed his lips as he stood there.

"You're everything they promised." He said laughing almost.

"Who are you?" I growled wiping off the blood around my face.

"Alistair, and honestly if you weren't so... promising," He exaggerated the word promising. "I'd be back in the lovely warm hell."

"Well why don't I just send you back?" I asked feeling the rush of the kill still pumping around my body. Alistair laughed and clapped his hands.

"You can't take me, not now, not ever." He said walking towards me. "But I've got a feeling, I'm gonna like playing with you." He said and waved a hand towards me. I went flying through the bedroom wall into the bathroom and smashed all the tiles. It was a hell of a hit, but I was still with it. I groaned getting up as he appeared in the door way. "Oh a lot of fun!" He said swinging his arm out and sending me flying back out of the bathroom and landing near Sam who was still out of it. I was starting to feel weak, but he wasn't going to get me. I stumbled to my feet and stood up straight.

"You mother-" I started to say until he sent me through the bed room wall and straight into Sam and Dean's room. I couldn't get up from that, it had taken everything out of me. I spat out blood and looked up to see Alistair stood over me smiling.

"Sweet dreams!" He punched me in the face and it all went black.

Dean had managed to get the bar maid's phone number and a date for the next night. He was very proud of himself. He walked towards the motel and herd crashing noise's from Megan's room. He took off running and burst through the door in time to see the devastation. The room looked like a wrecking crew had been playing. Then he noticed Sam on the floor out of it. He rushed over falling to his knee's in front of his baby brother. Sam was still breathing but his head looked to be cut bad. Dean brushed the hair out of his baby brothers face and pressed the sleeve of his t-shirt on Sam's head.

"Sam? Sammy can you hear me?" Dean said softly as he nudged his brother. Sam started to stir and finally opened his eyes. Dean said a silent pray, something he had been doing more often since the resurrection.

"Dean..." Sam said as he sat up alone. "Where's Megan?" Sam asked looking around the rouble.

"She was here?" Dean asked getting to his feet and looking around the war zone that was once a room. "Shit." Dean said under his breath as he headed to what was left of the bathroom. There was blood on the wall and floor but not enough to indicate she was dead, which was at least something. He walked out of the bathroom to see Sam stood in there room looking at something on the floor. The whole in the wall between rooms looked like something was thrown from her room to theirs. Sam's phone rang and he answered it talking softly. Dean had noticed that he had been doing that more often, keeping secrets from him. Dean sighed and looked back in Megan's room for any other clues to what happened.

"She is in danger." Castiel said as he appeared out of sight of Sam.

"Is she even alive? What the hell happened here Castiel?" Dean asked whispering and walking over to the angel who had as much emotion as a house plant.

"She is alive, but she is in grave danger. Alistair has her." Castiel said plainly. Dean nearly chocked on his own shock.

"How'd he get out?!" Dean growled in Castiel's face.

"Lilith wants to know what Megan is guarding." Castiel said not even blinking at the rage that was building in Dean.

"Guarding what? She wasn't guarding anything, we were protecting her!" Dean almost shouted. "Castiel what's he going to do to her?" Dean asked in a moment of calm realisation.

"Extract the information Lilith wants and then probably kill her." Castiel said glancing to the floor. Dean in that moment felt like ripping the angel apart, for being so cold and emotionless.

"Where is she, we.. I need to save her." Dean said not wanting to let Sam in on this little hunt. Dean knew Alistair from another life and he wasn't willing to let Sam join in.

"I do not know. We are trying to locate her, she wont be far from town, that much we do know." Castiel said almost sounding concerned. Almost.

"Just find her, then tell me when you know where she is." Dean said walking off. Castiel disappeared and Dean walked up to Sam who was in there room looking at a blood stain on the carpet.

"She's alive." Dean said coldly. Sam looked up at his big brother, tears almost breaking through.

"How do you know?" Sam asked clearing away the tears.

"Castiel just told me. A demon has her." Dean said looking at the small pool of blood.

"Why? Was this the thing we were meant to protect her from?" Sam asked anger rising in his throat. Dean could see that Sam was starting to see Megan more as a friend then an innocent to protect.

"Cass said, Lilith wants her, she thinks Megan is guarding something. Probably doesn't realise it's the other way round. How's your head?" Dean asked finally looking up to his brother to see fire burning in his eyes.

"Not as bad as Megan must be." Sam said. You don't know how true those words are Dean thought as he looked at his brother.

I let out another scream, it was all I could do. It was my plan to get attention to where ever I was. Alistair pulled the silver blade out of my shoulder slowly. He was enjoying what he was doing, getting some sick kick and that worried me.

"Now, tell me again, what have the angel's got you protecting?" He asked wiping the blade of my blood.

"I told you, I don't know about angels." I said spitting out the blood in my mouth. Alistair sighed shaking his head.

"You know, you're not like them. The humans I mean. You're nothing like them. Your heart is black, cold and empty. Your a killer like me, I can see it in your eyes when you scream." Alistair said walking around me. "The angels, they are using you, probably promised you entry to that goody good place. But trust me when your time is done." He walked in front of me. "BAM!" He shoved the knife into my stomach. The silver burnt and the stabbing wasn't so comfy either. I help back a scream and closed my eyes.

"I will rip you, limb from limb." I said softly holding my eyes closed tight.

"And there I was hoping to make a deal..." Alistair said laughing almost.

"Go to hell!" I shouted and he twisted the knife and I had to scream. He smiled and whispered into my ear.

"Tell me what your protecting and I'll gladly go. Or maybe I can make you see what you are really meant to be..." He said softly before kissing my ear. I shuddered and he let out a small laugh. He backed away and walked over to a table where his instruments were.

"I am a hunter, I hunt demons like you." I said threw grit teeth.

"You are an animal my dear," Alistair said grabbing a bottle of something and walking towards me unscrewing the lid. "And I know exactly how to show you, what you truly are." He took the lid off and the smell of human blood hit the air. I turned my head away almost trying to escape the smell, but I knew I couldn't escape it. Not this time.

"I am a hunter... just a hunter, nothing else." I struggled to say loud enough to sound convincing.

"I know you just love this smell." Alistair said stuffing the bottle under my nose. The full whiff of the blood hit my sense's and I fought with everything I had not to change and try and get to the blood.

"I... I feed off of demon blood.... human, it... it means nothing to me. Nothing." I said forcing myself to look at Alistair and get another hit of the blood.

"We'll see..." He said talking my mouth and holding it open while he poured the content of the bottle down my throat.

"What's taking him so long?!" Dean growled as he paced up and down an empty street. Sam was sat on the hood of the Impala taking to Bobby hoping to find some information. Dean glanced at his brother who had his head down and was patiently listening to the older man speak.

"Thanks, yeah I know." Sam said softly letting out a sigh. Dean shook his head and walked down the road a little.

"I know you can hear me. Where are you? Why are you taking so long to find her?" Dean muttered as he walked out of sight of the car. A flutter of wings sounded and Dean turned to see Castiel stood there. Dean shook his head with a small smile. "I knew you could hear me." He laughed to himself.

"Dean, this is a big task, Alistair is an expert at hiding from Angels. This will take time, all you can do is be prepared when it is time." Castiel said in his usual emotionless state. Dean looked at the ground and shook his head.

"We are meant to be protecting her. We are failing. I need to know where this son of a bitch is and I need to know now Cass." Dean growled looking up at Castiel. "He is one sick bastard, he will... he will do anything, I mean anything to make her talk. He will get to her so much, so much that she wont even know what she's saying any more!" Dean growled as Castiel just stood there watching him. Dean sighed an kicked a stone on the ground.

"We will find her Dean, it will just take time." Castiel said and disappeared. Dean shook his head and laughed bitterly. He walked back towards his brother and his baby just in time to see Sam put his phone away.

"You ok?" Sam asked as Dean reached him. It had been nearly twelve hours since Alistair grabbed Megan and Dean was still no where closer to finding her. He knew all too well what type of demon Alistair was and he knew just how long it took him to do his job. Dean let out a heavy sigh.

"What did Bobby say?" He asked leaning against the Impala. Sam gave his big brother a soft smile and then explained his convocation with Bobby.

"Well basically Bobby has no idea. He think it's possible that she will be close by but other than that has no idea. He's going to do some research into spell that hide you from angel's and get back to us." Sam said looking at his brother who was staring at the ground, a blank expression on his face. Dean nodded slowly to acknowledge he herd Sam speak. He was busy thinking what to do next. Suddenly Dean stood up from the bonnet and looked at Sam.

"I need you to go to Bobby's and help him look through his books." He said. Sam looked at him confused and started to shake his head.

"No, no I wanna stay here and help you hunt the demon. Help you find Megan." Sam said folding his arms over his chest and letting out a grunt. Dean stood looking at his little brother, Sammy I wish you could join in, but Alistair would eat you alive, I'm not going to put you in danger. Dean thought to himself.

"No discussion Sammy, I need you to get to Bobby's as fast as you can and find out how this demon is cloaking himself." Dean said tossing Sam the key's to the Impala.

"Dean, you can't hunt it by yourself." Sam said catching the keys.

"I wont, just go and the get back here as fast as you can." Dean said in a stern tone.

"But, look it will take a day at least just to get to Bobby's and back, who knows how long it will take to find anything! Just come with me, an extra pair of eyes might help." Sam said pleading with his brother. Dean just shook his head.

"Go Sam, and hurry back." Dean said and walked off. Sam sighed shaking his head and climbed into the Impala. As Dean walked down the road back into town the Impala screamed off in the opposite direction. "I hope this works." Dean muttered to himself as he walked off.

I was dazed, beat and bloody. My body was in all kinds of hurt and the human blood forced down my throat was kicking in. I opened my eyes and let out and unholy growl. Alistair was stood there smiling at me.

"Good, good. Glad to see you liked the blood my little pet. Now, back to the matter in hand." He said walking towards me with a silver blade. I pulled on the chains but I couldn't break free. I let out another growl. "Now, what are you protecting?" He asked stopping a foot away from me.

"I told you!" I growled, the blood was a kick to my system that I never felt before. "I am not protecting ANYONE!" I growled feeling the rush the blood was giving me.

"You know the amazing thing about human blood," Alistair said walking up to me. "It's so good at making a werewolf feel strong and powerful. But it's dirty little secret, it's dark side you may say is," He plunged the blade into my stomach and a whole new world of pain hit me. It was nothing like I had felt before I screamed and growled and tears ran down my cheeks. "It makes silver ten times more painful." Alistair said smiling. "What are you protecting?"

"Oh god, oh god..." I said trying to fight past a pain so bad it made me want to die. "I'm... not... nothing." Was the only words I could speak through the pain.

"What a shame," Alistair said pulling the blade out. "I was so hoping I wouldn't have to tell you this." He grinned at me. "I've killed your family, I slit your mother throat in front of daddy dear, then snapped your little brother's neck and finally ripped your fathers heart out and chopped his head off. Oh he pleaded for your family, wanted them to be safe so much, shame he wasn't more of a man. He should of taken it more gracefully." Alistair said and rage built in me. I pulled on the chains and growled at him.

"I WILL KILL YOU!" I screamed as the rage took over and I broke one of the chains. I swung with my left hand and punched Alistair in the face sending him across the room. I growled again and pulled until my second hand was free and charged at him. Alistair stood up laughing, blood dripping from his mouth. He raised his hand and sent me pinned against a wall.

"Tell me who you are here to protect." He said and twisted his hand making my inside feel like they were being twisted too. Then he help the silver blade to my throat. "Who?" He asked cutting it ever so slightly. "You have nothing left, no family, no hope, no life," Alistair said and tears ran down my cheeks burning the cuts that decorated my face. "Just tell me who you are protecting and I'll set you free to be with your family again." He said softly right in my face.

"Fine..." I said sobbing. "I'm here because"

Dean was nearly in town when he herd wings flutter behind him. Dean turned and saw Castiel stood there looking as neutral as ever.

"I have found her." Castiel said walking up to Dean.

"Where?!" Dean asked getting ready to fight. Castiel reached out and touched Dean on the forehead. A bright white light shone and when it went Dean found himself in a field looking at a warehouse. Castiel was stood next to him looking at the building.

"It is no longer protected, I do not know if she is alive." He said and Dean took off at a sprint. He pulled his gun and burst through a door, the place was silent and smelt disgusting. Dean made his way silently into the building until he was in the main storage area. The place looked empty except a table full of silver blade and bottles that smelt putrid. Dean nearly gagged but herd a faint noise.

"Megan?" He called out making his way over to where it came from. As he reached a few boxes he noticed a foot and followed the foot to see Megan laid on the floor unconscious and bleeding. "Castiel! Help!" Dean screamed as he knelt down and checked her pulse. It was weak but there. Castiel appeared and looked at Dean for instructions.

"She is alive. Alistair has left." Castiel said looking down at her bloody body.

"Cass I need you to take us Bobby's with your angel mojo." Dean said cradling Megan and picking her up in his arms. Her body fell limp his his arms and blood dripped onto the floor. Castiel nodded and reached his hand out to Dean's forehead once more.

Alistair laughed once I told him the reason I was there and began to beat down on so much I thought I was going to die. I blacked out after about twenty, twenty-five stabs to my body and him flinging me round the room.

I opened my eyes to the white room and stood there looking around. I was dressed in white but noticed spots of blood on the clothes. "So I am dead... nice." I said sarcastically to myself until Uriel appeared. He looked at me with his usual disgust.

"Half breed what did you tell the demon?" Uriel snapped looking at me like he was praying for the right answer so he could kill me. I walked up to him and got in his face.

"My name's Megan! And what the hell is going on here? Am I dead?!" I growled. Uriel raised his hand to me and spoke.

"Half breed tell me what you told the demon and be lucky I do not strike you down where you stand!" He growled back.

"Why did you let him kill my family?!" I said pushing Uriel. Tear's began to form in my eyes but I pushed them back.

"They are no concern to this fight. Humans will always be the casualty's in these wars. Now tell me what you told the demon half breed!" Uriel boomed.

"You heartless bastard!" I screamed and swung for Uriel, he stepped to the side and grabbed my arm. Tears rolled down my cheeks as the anger in my body built.

"We are in a time of war. Sacrifices have to be made, we must protect the seals and you and your half breed family are nothing but the casualty's of this war. Your insect lives meaning nothing if he walks free. Now tell me what you told the demon?!" Uriel growled squeezing my arm to show his strength. It hurt like hell but I just stood there looking into his eyes. We stood there glaring at each other until I herd a flutter of wings.

"Enough!" Castiel said in a raised voice. "New revelations have been given. Uriel you no longer protect this human. Leave." Castiel said and Uriel glared at me once more before leaving in a blink of an eye. I turned and looked at Castiel feeling defeated.

"Am I dead?" I asked sighing and rolling my head on my shoulders. "Are my family, really... dead?" My voice was broken and the words tasted bitter in my mouth.

"No Megan, you are not dead but you were injured badly. Alistair murdered your family, we were too late to stop him. I am sorry." Castiel said looking at me. It was too much to hear him speak the words. I burst into tears and fell down the side of the wall cradling my knees as I sobbed.

"I...they never stood a chance. I should of warned them.... I should have been there!" I said to myself as I shook my head and looked up at Castiel.

"There is nothing you could of done." Castiel said bobbing down to my level. "It may be god's plan to take your family at this point but he will make you strong enough to survive this." Castiel said looking at me.

"I... I don't care if I survive this. I want to kill Alistair." I said swallowing hard. "I want to rip him apart." I added standing up.

"What did you tell Alistair before he beat you up?" Castiel asked changing the topic before I went nuclear on him.

"I.." I paused and felt my stomach sting, I looked down and saw more blood soak through the white top. "I'm dying right?" Castiel simply nodded. "Oh, um ok." I said in shock. "I told him that the Winchesters were protecting me. That I was your key to the apocalypse but that I didn't know why." I said and felt another sharp pain this time in my lungs. "I... I don't want to die yet Castiel. Not until I Kill Alistair." I said and fell to my knees. "Help me." I pleaded as the pain got worse and worse.

Dean opened his eyes and was stood in the library of Bobby's house with Sam looking at him totally confused.

"She needs help. I think she's dying." Dean said to Sam who ran off to get Bobby's first aid kit. Bobby came rushing back in with Sam and looked as surprised as Sam was to see both of them.

"She's hurt bad Dean, and I don't know much about werewolves." Bobby said as he started to clean up wound after wound. Bobby did the best he could and then told Dean to take up to a room to rest. Dean sat in the chair next to her and waited. A few hours past and Sam knocked on the door softly. He poked his head round and walked in.

"How she doing?" Sam asked standing at the foot of the bed.

"I don't know. She hasn't made a noise or moved." Dean said looking at Megan as she laid there motionless.

"How did you find her? I thought the demon was bad ass." Sam asked watching Megan as well. Dean let out a sigh.

"I think he got all the information he needed out of her and left her for dead." Dean said and stood up. "I need some air." He said and walked out the door. Sam nodded and went to where Dean was sat and took Megan's hand.

"I'm sorry we let you down." Sam said softly. "I need to know if your there, I need you to pull through ok? I... I need you to be ok. Just wake up and be ok yeah? I'll even get Dean to let you drive your own car next time if you wake up." Sam said jokingly and let out a small laugh to himself. He clutched her hand tighter and let out a heavy breath.

I opened my eyes and had to blink a good few times before everything became in focus. I looked around the room I was in and saw it was Bobby's house. So I had made it, I had lived through Alistair's torturer. If I was alive then it meant my family... wait. My family. Alistair said my little brother, but not...

"Gethin." I wheezed out. My big brother, was he alive? Was he with Karl? Did he make it? How could he be in the house and not die? He had to be with Karl... he had to be. I burst into tear's and sobbed silently. I cried until my eyes and throat were raw with pain. I fell back asleep exhausted and broken.

I woke again later in the day, I could hear guy's talking downstairs and decided to join them. I had no idea how long I had been out or how I got to Bobby's but I knew I felt hollow inside. I knew what Alistair had done and I knew I would pay him back for it. I was wearing a giant t-shirt and wondered who had dressed me as I made my way down the stairs, the t-shirt smelt like both Winchesters so I couldn't tell. I followed the voices and found Bobby, Sam and Dean in the study talking about some hunt.

"Hi." I said softly from the door frame, all three head's turned to me and smiled.

"It's good to see you up honey, you feeling ok?" Bobby asked smiling at me.

"I'm a little rough." I said laughing softly. Dean and Sam were both still looking at me and I began to feel uneasy. "So who dressed me?" I asked folding my arms over my chest. Bobby laughed and it snapped the pair out of it.

"Dean." Sam said smiling at me. I raised an eye brow and walked over to Dean.

"Thanks and you better not of perved on me!." I said sarcastically and punched his arm. He rubbed it and pouted making Sam giggle. Dean shot him a glare.

"You were dying, and we needed to fix you up. It was the logical solution." Dean said trying to sound innocent.

"Yeah... sure it was." I said walking over to the fire. "Where's my clothes so I can change?" I asked looking at the three. Dean got up and smiled.

"Follow me." He said and walked off I shook my head and followed him.

"Glad to see your better!" Bobby shouted as I walked off. I followed Dean back to the room and he pull my bags out of the wardrobe.

"Thanks." I said taking them off him and searching for clothes.

"It's ok," Dean said walking towards the door and shutting it. I turned and looked at him confused. "I need to talk."

"Oh... well this sounds fun." I joked sitting on the bed and crossing my legs under me.

"What Alistair did to you... I know what its like." Dean said looking at the floor. "I... know what he does and how he operates." I hadn't told Dean the demon's name, and the expression on Dean's face was telling me he knew this bastard a lot longer than I had met him for. Was Alistair really looking for Dean and found me instead? Had I just saved Dean from a reunion of hellish proportions? I sighed.

"Dean..." I said as he looked up at me, it looked like tears were almost forming in his eyes. "He attacked me, he killed..." I couldn't say it, the words stuck in my throat. "He...he did something which I promise to you right now, I will kill him for. But I'm ok, I... I can go on hunts, I can read lame books full of crap and I can still kick you arse." I joked with a small laugh getting to my feet. Now may have been the right time to tell him about my family, but the look in Dean's face, the way he was acting. I had to be strong, I had to protect him just like Castiel said. And it was my job, he didn't need to know. No one needed to know. I walked over to Dean and took his hands. He looked down at me with big green eyes.

"I know what he can do, I want you to talk to me if you need to." Dean said softly. I gave him a small smile.

"That's sweet Dean, but trust me. I'm fine and I'm ready to stop this apocalypse with everything I've got." I said then smiled again. "Don't go soft on me now. Girl!" I said and pushed Dean a little.

"I'm no girl. I am well know for how manly I am. Ask any woman, she'll of heard of me." Dean said winking at me. I had to laugh.

That night I tried calling home and got no answer; I tried the numbers I had for my brother Gethin and his hunting partner Karl and still got no answer, I cried myself to sleep, promising myself that I would get my hands on Alistair again and next time he wouldn't be running away.