Marie excused herself from the boys and then went to the washroom. Dean watched her walk away with a curious look. "Angels…"

"What the hell Sam? Angels? If it were anyone else I would not have believed her but," Dean was cut off as the waitress coming by with more coffee. Dean smiled and continued in a quieter tone, "but… the feather Sam… a black feather!"

"I don't know Dean, she seemed kind of out of it to me… And why is she sleeping in cars?" Sam asked as he took a sip of coffee.

"I don't know Sammy, but she reminds me of Anna…when we first met her we thought Anna was crazy but then she turned out to be an Angel." Dean replied; looking in the direction that Marie had disappeared in. He had the vague suspicion mentioning Anna would fuel Sam's pestering questions, which he had successfully dodge sinced Anna had angeled-up.

"Dean she isn't Anna. Anna could hear her brothers and sisters; Marie is just a girl with a feather"

"A black feather!"

"Dean I think –" Sam cut himself off as he saw Marie heading back towards the table.

"Look guys, I have to get going. I have already been enough trouble…and I don't want to cause more…so yeah… bye and thanks for the breakfast." Marie spoke softly with a small smile. She then headed out the door before Sam or Dean could reply. As they watched her, Dean thought he saw a black dog following her.

"Dude did you see that?"

"See what Dean? Marie, your "angel", just walking away?"

"No smartass, the dog."

"What dog?" Sam looked at his brother and Dean suspected wondering how much Hell had really affected. Dean felt a twinge of panic. Great Winchester, topside for four months and already losing your mind… again… There had to have been a dog there, right? He thought as he watched her walk away from the diner.

"Ok dude we have to get going if we want to make it to Bobby's by nightfall." Sam stated paying the bill and pocketing the change for future laundry. Dean nodded but stayed silent until he reached the car.

Dean instinctively took the driver's seat. Sam gave him a look (thinking that maybe he shouldn't be driving) but got into the car anyway and they were off down the street.

Marie walked further away from the dinner and suddenly the feeling from the night before had returned. Something is following me. she thought as she sped up in walking. When she looked behind her she saw the same black dog from the night before that had been chasing her and now its eyes were yellow and its hackles were up. Fight or flight kicked into gear and she knew she had two options, stand or run for it. She hadn't survived this long on the streets without a bit of instinct kicking in to help and she chose the later of the two and booked it. Making the next turn, she continued to run not sure if it was still chasing her. She made it further down the street, then stopped to catch her breath and looked back behind her; it was still there and as it slinked closer to her she could see it speeding up to catch her. In an instance she bolted across the street and did not see the black Impala coming down the hill. She made it half way across the street before she felt a jolt of pain in her hip and then heard a car swerving; then all went black with a large cracking noise.

"Dean what the hell were you doing?" yelled Sam getting out of the Impala.

"I was trying not to hit the dog!"

"WHAT DOG DEAN? ALL I SEE IS YOUR ANGEL GIRL SPRAWLED OUT ON THE GROUND!"

"I swear Sammy there was a dog!"

Sam gave Dean a look and knelt down beside Marie to check her pulse. "She is alive Dean, we need to get her to a hospital."

"Oh yeah Sam lets walk into the emergency room and hand her over and say oh by the way we hit her with my baby." Sam raised an eyebrow as Dean's sentence repeated in his mind. He simply had an image of his brother holding an infant before hitting the girl with it.

"Look Dean" said Sam as he picked her up and placed her in the back seat. "We don't have time for this she needs a doctor, now are you going to drive or am I?"

Dean stared at him for a second then where the dog was supposed to be. "Fine but if we get arrested this is your fault Sam."

Two hours later they were in the emergency waiting room. They had played it off as if they were her older brothers. They were assured by the doctor that she was ok and was going to be able to go "home" sometime that night.

Dean sat staring into the night through the sliding doors. There was a dog, I'm not insane, not that kind of insane… so why couldn't Sam see it….unless… "No." Dean whispered.

Sam turned his head to look at Dean. "No… what Dean?"

"Sammy I think she –"

"Your sister seems to be fine other than a concussion. You can take her home now. Just put some ice on the injury, make sure she gets lots of bed rest and takes her pain medication." Stated the doctor looking at the clipboard he was holding. "The nurse will help you get her discharged."

"So now what..." thought Sam out loud. They were already late and Bobby will be wondering where they are and would wonder even more if they showed up with this random girl.

As if hearing Sam's thoughts Dean replied, "We take her with us to Bobby's then decide from there, she needs our help Sam, she just doesn't know it yet." Dean then walked towards the place where Marie was being discharged.

"Dean what?" called Sam looking at him walking away. A young nurse directed Dean through the sliding doors, when he walked through he found himself by a desk with curtains pulled close so that he could see none of the beds or who was occupying them. Ignoring the nurse at the desk he began to walk towards the furthest one from the door. It wasn't until he walked closer to an open curtain did he find out which one Marie was in.

"That poor girl. What happened?" Whispered an older nurse with strawberry blonde hair.

"Doc Morgan said that her brothers had told him, she was hit by a car." Replied the other woman.

"Well I know that Marcy, I meant the scars along that poor child's torso…Did you see that one that ran all the way from her shoulder blades to her lower front? Where on earth were her brothers when that one happened?" Whispered the nurse back to the one named Marcy.

Dean reached the curtain where Marie was and pulled it back (without announcing himself) to discover Marie just pulling her shirt back on. Before she had the shirt on all the way down, Dean noticed the many scars along her back and a tattoo of angel wings on her lower left side where the biggest scar was. These must be what the nurses were talking about. Dean could imagine the things that caused it, he had seen similar injuries both on himself and on others; they had never been allowed to fully heal. What he couldn't fully grasp was how she received them here on earth. He shook his head from those thoughts, not today. Dean then coughed and Marie turned around to look at him with an awkward smile. "So… I don't help out with the tab and you try and run me over?" Joked Marie with a weak smile.

"What can I say you did eat a lot of bacon…some off of my plate?" Replied Dean with a smirk before growing serious. "Look Marie… I saw what was chasing you across the street. You need help and I think my brother and me might be able to help you."

Marie took a second to study Dean. Was he being serious? How can he know what was chasing her, it was just a dog…but why does it have yellow eyes… Marie thought. She had two choices (and she laughed at this, her life seemed to be full of just two options); go along with what Dean was saying or walk away from the brothers. One option possibly gave her a warm bed and food and some protection from the dog thing and maybe an explanation. The other option left her back on her own, with the thing following her and an improvisation as to where her next meal and place to sleep would be. He looks like he wants to help…I wish he was here… However, she wasn't completely lost. Appearances were often deceiving and she had learnt that the hard way. She had lost 'friends' this way, to people appearing helpful. Bunch of sick bastards she let that thought disappear quickly. There was something comforting about them. Dean could see and practically feel her hesitation.

"We aren't a couple of perverts. We won't hurt you." He eased, whispering softly to her before deciding to try and reach some understanding. "Look this may sound crazy but the thing that was chasing you others can't see right?" Dean paused as Marie nodded, he watched her clutch her pendant. "I can because it…it… it came after me before…I want to help you…come with me and my brother to our friend Bobby's place… You will have warm place to sleep and food…then we can try and help you with the hel… dog that has been chasing you." Marie looked at him closely, his green eyes meeting her gaze. She wanted to believe; she found other things so easy to believe… except people, they were a constant disappointment. Again she let that bitterness leave her. She released a decisive sigh.

"Ok… I trust you…" said Marie softly, still a little hesitant. Dean smiled and held out his arm for her to take the lead. When they reached the waiting room they found Sam standing by the exit.

"So…" looking at Marie, Sam paused. "I called Bobby and told him we were on our way with an extra." Dean nodded; glad Sam was on board with this. He seriously couldn't deal with Sam questioning his sanity. Not when he was already doing that.

"Alright lets get going maybe we can be there before sun-up." Replied Dean walking out the emergency doors towards the Impala with Marie and Sam following behind.

Before getting into the Impala, Marie paused and looked around. She was once again getting the impression that someone was watching them. It wasn't the familiar panic feeling, more comforting but it still wasn't something that she enjoyed. Your going crazy, she thought to herself as she got in the car and they drove away from the hospital and out of the town that had been her home for a few months.

Across the street Castiel stood and watched them drive off.

OK everyone there you go  new chapter just as promised. Don't own supernatural…though I do wish I did ;) Thanks to Dodger  my wonderful beta/editor 