A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed the last chapter, and thanks so much for the reviews. I really appreciate all the reviews, and please excuse me since this is my first Supernatural story by all mean [sheepish smile] As I had said, the crossover is yet just a developing idea, so PM me any ideas; I'm always open for new tips & advices, help me out guys. Thanks for the reviews again.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the CW developed Characters. I just own Mia & Mara, and the plot, for now.

Chapter Nine:

Dean's POV:

I watched silently as Sam picked up Mara, cradling her against his chest. She settled silently and turned her face away. I frowned as he nodded, and the three of us left the warehouse, stepping through the glass shards slowly. Mia was exceptionally silent as she followed. I stopped and looked back at her, "Mia, I need to speak with you, now." I told her as I gestured forward, away from the Impala. She shrugged lightly and started making her way to where I'd gestured. I lifted my brows and followed silently.

I was still thinking about what Meg said, about that it was her 'mission' to kill Mara. What did Mara have to do with demons, anyways? I mean, from what Mia told us, she was all locked up, so no demon even knew she existed. I didn't get it. I looked up to see Mia looking at me, arms folded over her chest as she said, "Yes, Dean?"

"Hey, first of all, tell me what did you do to Meg?" I asked defiantly, folding my arms over my chest. I was yet hesitant about trusting Mia fully, which was rather weird since I've trusted Mara all so quickly, which was unnatural of me but... I heard her heavy sigh as she lowered her head, then she looked up at me again, but her eyes were no longer the soft grey ones. They were glowing as she looked up at me. Then, I'm not sure if I had noticed it before, but there was a silver streak through her hair, glowing as well.

"Is that enough, or do you want your eyeballs deep fried?" She answered me quietly. "I exorcised Azazel's daughter and killed her, I can do that." She closed her eyes and opened them, and they were normal again.

I stared down into them lightly then I sighed. "Okay, you're hybrid angel, huh?"

"Yes, my father was an…angel" She said, hesitating momentarily. "Of course, he was a dick, like Damon, even worse. He does know I exist, but does he care?" She shrugged lightly.

I lifted my brows and nodded lightly. But then I looked down at her, delaying Mara's question as I shrugged off my jacket. "What dragged me out of hell? Do you know what probably could've left me this?" I said as I rolled my sleeve to my shoulder.

She eyes the handprint with widened eyes and looked up, "It's time." She murmured.

"Time for what?" I asked as I rolled down the sleeve, putting on the jacket quickly. I looked up and saw nothing, but then I saw someone walking towards us slowly out of the corner of my eyes. I eyed the man as he approached, looking all mysterious as he was. I looked down at Mia lightly, who was looking at him as well, not seeming to be shocked as I was.

"Hello, Dean Winchester." The man said as he stood in front of me, looking as cold and casual as I've never seen before.

"Who are you?" I said, stepping back slowly as I reached for the gun, cursing as I recalled I had it loaded with rock salt rounds. Mia placed her hand on my forearm, "Don't do something you'll regret, Dean. Just wait and listen." She said and I looked down at her, "Seriously?" She glared at me.

I looked up at the man and waited for him to answer my question. He stayed silent for a moment before he spoke up, "I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from redemption."

"You?" I frowned, he didn't seem like anything supernatural to me. He seemed, perfectly normal, not too special. Inconspicuous. "Okay, let me rephrase that, what are you?"

"I'm Castiel; I'm an Angel of the Lord." He said quietly as he stared at me, his expression stone-face, no changing while mine flickered through many, settling on amusement and hilarity.

I scoffed and laughed, rolling my eyes. "Okay, is that a joke? She's a hybrid and you're an angel. Angels don't exist." I said the last sentence rather serious as I glared at him, "You better start talking and tell me what you are."

"I have told you, and you should be grateful that I hadn't come earlier. It was at Mia's request, regarding presence of her munita" He said. I recognized the sound of that last word in Latin, and then I looked at Mia, who translated, "Simply, protected." I nodded, realizing it was Mara he was talking about, and looked back at Castiel, who didn't seem to be fooling around as I had expected.

"So, if you're an angel, why drag me out of hell? Why me? Of all the people in hell, why me?" I asked, pointing at myself as I asked, my tone going louder now.

He stood there, waiting for me to stop my questions before he answered, "Because God commanded it."

"Oh now God wants me alive! Yet, still leaves the sticky question, why me? Hell that is if there is a God!" I exclaimed, raising my arms in the air in protest before I settled them back to my sides, waiting.

"God exists, and he wants you alive." But it wasn't Castiel who spoke, it was Mia. I looked down at her with wide eyes. She was defiant, yet there was even a tiny bit of hesitation visible. "Castiel is practically the mentor of all keepers. We all know God exists, and he does, trust me on that, he does." She spoke softly.

"Okay, if God exist, then what is he doing up there watching people, innocent people, die from demons and monsters? Why doesn't he just show us he still exists, that we can have something to believe in?" I yelled, but I diverted it to Castiel, who seemed unshaken by my outburst.

"Nobody knows, the lord works-

"If you say 'in mysterious ways' so help me, I'm gonna kick your ass." I said through my teeth, angrily. I could've sworn I heard Mia's muffled laugher, but I didn't dare to look down. I kept eye contact with Castiel, who still seemed unshaken, which was shocking. But, maybe he is an angel after all. Maybe neither him, nor Mia are lying. I sighed at his silence, and re-asked my question, speaking every word slowly, "Why did you get me out of hell? Why did God want me out of hell?"

"Because we've got work for you." He said slowly as well, and his tone was stating, the 'as-a-matter-of-fact' one. I stepped back and sighed then looked up at him. "The Angels want my help? MY help?"

"You'll know everything in time." Mia said and I looked down at her. She shrugged and sighed. I looked up again…and Castiel was gone. I lifted both brows in amusement now, "What, he's gone? Why?"

"I don't know why he disappears like that all of a sudden, but he just does." Mia said then she stepped back and turned to face me. "Any other questions?"

"Yes, my main question actually, what did Meg mean by 'my mission is to kill Mara'? You should know what that means; I mean you're her guardian angel, right? Like you said?" I asked now, re-crossing my arms over my chest again as I watched her face. Her face seemed hesitant before it stopped giving off any emotion. "Okay, is that an angel's way to avoid a question? Act all cold and brooding?"

"You're not supposed to know now, one step at a time, Dean. One step at a time." She said quietly, and suddenly her face paled again, like when we were in the Impala, yesterday. She lifted a finger, as a gesture for me to wait before she got her phone from her pocket and answered it immediately, "Melanie."

Although I couldn't hear who was talking on the other line, this Melanie girl, I knew it was bad news. Mia looked up at the sky and frowned deeply, "Calm down! Calm down for heaven's sake, Melanie! Yes, yes…"

I frowned myself as she looked at her watch, sighing nervously. "Just keep him in his room…No! Shut the door and leave him alone…No-Look I know he's not feeling good, but just-Melanie, I know more than you do on this, trust me…" She then sighed again. "I'm sorry, just do as I say, will you?" She then stayed silent, placing her hand on her hip as she tapped her fingers against her side.

I stayed silent, watching Mia carefully, waiting for whoever Melanie is to come back. But my stare was careful, attentive, not to miss any of her reactions. And I knew Melanie was back when Mia stood straight again, "He's in the room? Did you lock it? Wait, what was that? What? Are you kidding Melanie, why hadn't you told me this? Okay, okay, I'm on my way." She shut her phone and stuffed it into her pocket before turning to face me seriously, "You didn't hear anything, got it?"

I raised my palms in front of me, "What ever you say, Angel. Guess you're leaving?" I asked skeptically yet quickly, just to mind her off the unexpected and blurted out nickname. She lifted one brow, barely even smiling, yet I knew she wanted to. She nodded slowly, "Yes, but I'll be back tomorrow. Do me a favor and be at Bobby's by then? I'll meet you there, and tell him to get the panic room ready." She said quietly.

"Wait, you know Bobby?" I asked, taken aback and amused now.

"Of course!" She said quickly, looking at her watch again. "I gotta go, Dean. No time for explanations, not now at least. I've got to deal with this. Tell Mara I'll meet her tomorrow at Bobby's!" She stepped back and her figure started glowing again. I shut my eyes and knelt down, shielding my head. But there was this last whisper I heard before the soft voice turned to ear piercing ringing, "Thanks for the nickname, by the way. I like it…" Then her voice faded as the ground shook violently. I kept my head shielded until the shaking stopped and looked up, noticing the street lamp was shattered onto the ground. I sighed and got to my feet, brushing off the glass from my clothes as I looked around, no Mia.

I shrugged lightly as I ran back to the Impala, pausing momentarily as I noticed Mara and Sam talking, seemingly about something serious. Mara, who looked rather…what was the word…healthy, did all the talking as she sat onto the passenger seat, back to the driver's side. Sam was leaning against the Impala as he listened intently and nodding. Then both of them started laughing; I smiled. That's a scene to warm your heart every once in a while, and I needed it. I frowned at the thought that I was going to interrupt the conversation, but was that a choice?

I clapped my hands quickly, "Come on, Auntie Mara and Uncle Sam, we've got to be at Bobby's by tomorrow." I yelled enthusiastically as I jogged to driver's side. They seemed rather annoyed that I'd interrupted their conversation, but both of them just shrugged and Mara stood up, moving aside to let Sam in but she froze and turned to him with wide eyes, "My stuff?"

"In the trunk, chill, Sam's got them." I said quickly, patting her shoulder as she sighed in relief. She was by the trunk in seconds, with the keys in her hand? I looked down and frisked my pockets, no key. She smirked lightly and tossed it to me as she slung her bag onto her shoulder, shutting the trunk. "How?" I asked quietly as I unlocked the driver's side door. She shrugged and walked over to the backseat, getting in and shutting the door. I looked at Sam, who was enjoying the moment on his own, laughing silently. "Let's just say she's well fed."

He waved an empty bag in his hand, wait, an empty blood bag. "I can hear that, you know" We heard Mara call out loudly, her smirk still visible through her tone. I lifted my brows and he shrugged. "From where exactly?"

"I stole it from the hospital in Iowa." He shrugged like it was no big deal as he got in the car. Is it just me, or did Sam Winchester say he stole something? I grinned foolishly and got into the car as well.

I started the car, still grinning as I looked back at Mara, who grinned back as she fumbled with her backpack, getting out something and resting it on her lap. I shook my head lightly and faced the road, starting up the car.

"So why are we going to Bobby's? Did he call? Is there anything wrong?" Sam asked quickly, and I think all in one second. I sighed lightly as I shook my head. "Shut your pie hole, Sammy, and let me tell ya'." I said quietly, and he immediately locked his jaw, huffing like the child he was. I rolled my eyes. "Mia said we go to Bobby's." I said simply.

"Mia said that?" Mara asked, and I glanced at the rearview mirror to see her looking back at me. I nodded and shrugged. "Don't ask me why, she had this weird-Never mind." I shut my mouth quickly and sighed through my nose. That was close; I almost told them about the phone call. "What phone call?" Mara asked her tone curious now. I cursed silently, remembering we had a mind reader in the car. I heard her chuckle lightly as she placed whatever she had on her lap back into the bag. I shrugged, "It's nothing. Anyways, she said she'd meet us there."

I saw Sam nod out of the corner of my eye, and I kept my eyes locked forward at the road ahead. It hadn't taken time before Sam's snore had aroused. I felt rather sleepy myself, unfortunately, which meant we would've to stop at a motel tonight. I glanced back, expecting to find Mara asleep as well, but she was wide awake, toying with the hem of her sleeve. I looked forward again…am I going to regret this idea?

"Hey Mara, wanna drive?" I asked, looking up at the rear view mirror to watch her reaction. Her hands froze as she looked up at the mirror slowly. "Come again, Dean? I thought I heard something." The disbelief and sarcasm were dripping from her voice.

I rolled my eyes, "I said; do you wanna drive? You do know how to drive, don't you?" I lifted my brows, eyeing her skeptically.

"Of course I do! Mia taught me when I was six." She said, smirking lightly.

I looked forward again. "And you still remember that?"

"Dean, I'm a half-vampire, my memory is just as good as a vampire's." She said, obviously. I yawned and sulked into the seat.

I parked the car by the side of the highway and I got out slowly, watching Mara as she did, "I'm warning you, Maria, if I find just one little scratch, you're screwed." I said sleepily, yet seriously.

She shook her head and I watched her eyes as they met mine, her pupils widening, "Dean, sleep. Don't worry, I'll take of the car; get in and sleep." She got in the driver's side and I got into the backseat, robotically. She started the car and looked back at me, "Rest." I sighed and sunk into the seat, closing my lids and falling asleep.

Mara's POV:

I parked the car in front of the familiar house and leaned back against the backrest, looking at the house. I tilted my head, how long has it been? It's been sometime since I've been here. I turned off the car and removed the key, handing it to Sam who was reading silently. I wouldn't let him drive, after a long quarrel; I told him I gotta use the chance. Dean was still snoring in the backseat…and he wanted to drive. Bite me.

"I say we wake Dean now." Sam said as he shut his book. I shrugged and climbed out from the car, looking at Dean through the window but then I looked up at the sky, sighing heavily. I heard Dean grumble as Sam shook his shoulder, waking him up. I smiled a bit as I kept my gaze on the house. "The car better be good, Mara." He murmured as he got out slowly.

I laughed and turned to look at him, crossing my arms over my chest. "Here it is, please; if you don't trust me feel free to check it over." I lifted my brows amused as I reached to take my bag from Sam's outstretched hand. I slung it over my shoulder and stepped aside, letting the boys go ahead first before I followed them silently to the porch steps.

Dean knocked on the door, well, banged at the door a couple of times before we heard Bobby yell from the other side, "I'm comin', I'm comin'! Lay off the damn door, it's vintage" I smiled and lowered my head, anticipated.

The door swung open and Bobby made a disgruntled sound, "Shoulda' known it was ye, Idjits. Was expectin' ya, come in." He stepped aside though neither Sam nor Dean moved, they just stepped aside so I was in line of Bobby's sight. I smiled lightly, looking up at him and holding the strap of my bag lightly, "Hey Bobby."

Bobby's eyes widen slowly as he stared at me for a second. Sam almost spoke up, but Bobby interrupted with an amused, "That you, Maria?"

I let out a breath and grinned widely, nodding, "Long time no see." I said, but Bobby hugged me lightly and stepped away, eying both Dean and Sam, who were rather amused by our little exchange, "How'd ya find'er? Looked for her for months." He patted my back lightly and I chuckled.

"Wait, you know each other? And we didn't know about her." Sam asked now, clearly amused.

Dean looked at Sam then back at us, nodding quickly. "Yeah, Bobby, what he said."

"What happened to shoot first and ask questions later? Drag yer asses in and I'll tell ya' everything." Bobby said, opening the door wide open now and lifting both brows at the amused boys. I chuckled silently, choking lightly as I struggled to turn the laughter into a cough. I watched as both of them looked at each other, shrugged and entered the house. Bobby looked at me, "How long have ya been with those Idjits?"

I shrugged, smiling sheepishly, "Long enough, I guess." He chuckled and pushed me into the house, closing the door. I looked around, tilting my head. The house hadn't changed a bit, not even remotely close. "You don't redecorate, do you, Bobby?"

"Nah, that's for old hags." He said and walked towards the living. I laughed aloud, remembering what Mia had said about, 'using forces to redecorate Bobby's house'. I shook my head and followed him silently, recalling a memory with every step and smiling. I leaned against the door frame as I watched both Dean and Sam tap their feet impatiently…and Bobby picking up a gun to clean it casually.

"Bobby, we'd really like to know how you and Mara know each other." Dean said, smiling sarcastically. Bobby looked back at me, "Mara?"

"A nickname." I said simply, shrugging and smiling at Sam shortly.

"I think y'all should wait when Mia's here." Bobby said casually, looking up at me. I nodded and shrugged.

"It'd be better to explain." I said quickly. Dean huffed and leaned back against the fact, not being as patient as he was. I rolled my eyes and glanced at Sam, who seemed to be putting up theories. I turned to leave the room but I felt some presence…Mia's presence. I held onto the door frame and looked back to Dean and Sam, "Grip something, she's zapping someone here."

The house started shaking from the bases once I got the words out of my mouth. I held the frame lightly, glancing back to make sure everyone was holding tight. Watching Dean's expression, I saw he recalled something like that in an airplane, the shaking and all. I chuckled and waited as the shaking increased, and the house vibrated wildly.

"Eyes, eyes!" Bobby yelled and we put our heads down, shutting our eyes. I could see the inside of my lids turn red as the light increased…and it disappeared. I stayed down for a minute, though I knew they were here when I heard the steps onto the porch steps. Well, two pairs were on their feet, someone was dragged. I was in front of the door in no time, swinging it open gently.

"Jazz..." the familiar brunette gasped when she saw me, smiling a bit. I smiled back at Melanie and eyed Max, who had changed a lot since the last time I've seen him…two years now. He nervously pushed his sandy blonde hair back as he stood away from Melanie with Mia's arms around their necks, holding her up between them.

I quickly took Melanie's place, looking at Mia worriedly, "Mia? Mia, can you hear me?" I watched silently as Max led a hysterical Melanie away, upstairs.

"What happened?" I heard Dean's alerted question as I helped Mia to the nearest chair. She huffed and looked at me, smiling a bit. "I'm fine, no worries." I lifted both brows and she sighed.

But again there was silence before Sam repeated Dean's question in a calmer tone, "What happened, Mia?"

"Hell hounds happened." She grunted and leaned her head into her palm, massaging her temple as she shut her eyes. "That's not a good thing."

I looked back at Dean, whose mind was crowded with his painful memories from the pit. I couldn't help but mimicking Mia's gesture and huffing. Dean looked at me quickly and frowned apologetically. I shook my head slowly and looked back at Mia, "Aren't those mutts in the pit? What the hell are the doing outside?" Dean asked, infuriated.

"They're free." Said another voice from behind me. I quickly turned, holding my breath and looked at the owner of the voice, just to find it's this guy with a trench coat.

I lifted my brow and stepped back slowly, keeping a distance between me and this mystery guy, "Who are you?"

The man didn't speak, but he just glanced at Dean who coughed lightly into his fist, looking around. "That's ,um, Cas. He's an angel of lord." He muttered under his breath. I looked back at 'Cas' and eyed him silently, noticing his powerful presence in the room. It was a load of power, enormous, nothing that I've dealt with before.

"An angel?" Sam asked in disbelief. I looked back at him, just to find him starring at Castiel, who I'd figured his name through Dean's memory of what happened yesterday, which he hadn't recalled at all until now. Though he did mention a phone call; of course! It must've been Melanie who called.

"Yes, and it's good to meet you, Samuel Winchester." He said quietly, then he looked at me, "And you too Maria Salvatore." His expression was kind of soft now; I frowned and blinked lightly, stepping back and standing behind Mia's seat.

"You said the hell hounds are free, how are they free?" Dean asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Because it's one of the 66 seals. And these seals are being broken." He said, rather annoyed by the fact. I tried to read his mind…but the imagery was so strong, it reached painful. I gasped out loud, wincing. I blocked his thoughts away immediately and looked at him, who nodded at me and said silently, "My apologies."

Sam eyed the silent exchange suspiciously, before he pried his gaze off of me and looked at Castiel. "66 seals?" He asked.

"Yes, you'd think of seals as locks to a door, true?" He questioned, glancing over at the occupants of the whole room, also including Bobby who stood there, mostly shocked and silent.

"Yeah, the last one breaks and?" Dean asked.

"Lucifer walks free." Mia said breathlessly, sighing.

"Lucifer…the Lucifer?" Sam asked with disbelief, eyes widening. I looked back at Castiel who nodded slowly.

"Okay, so yesterday, angels are real. Today, the devil exists. Careful there, I've seen and heard lots of crazy things; you don't want me to snap." Dean said in a warning tone. I eyed him and he shrugged, looking back at Castiel who was looking at Mia. "Your job is to inform them of what I tell you to, and nothing more Mia-Lynn. You don't want to disobey the orders."

When I glanced back at Mia, I was shocked. It was the first time in my life that I've seen Mia's face colored with pure fear. She nodded silently and looked down, "Yes, sir." I heard her say.

I glanced towards Dean, whose mind was wild with memories of him…and his father. I decided to keep that private, and I blocked out his mind as well. When I finally decided to look back at Castiel, he was simply…gone.

"Well, guess I've got to inform you of what he told me to." Mia said quietly, and the four of us looked down at her.

"Well, first of all, you tell us how you know Bobby." Dean said defiantly, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Oh Bobby, he's technically my uncle." She said, smiling light as she glanced at him. He chuckled and looked at Dean and Sam, who seemed rather shocked by the fact. Dean then smiled sarcastically, "Care to elaborate, Bobby?"

"Well, his wife, Karen, was my aunt. Mom was her sister." Mia said quickly as she glanced at Bobby nervously and back at the boys. He shrugged when I looked at him and I smiled apologetically; Mia and I knew how much Bobby hated talking about Karen. "I always visited. He knew what I was…sometimes I snuck Mara here for days when her Mom was busy. She enjoyed it so much and she needed fresh air."

"Erm..." I cleared my throat and scratched my forehead, "You're talking like a proud mom." I chuckled and bit my lip. I stole a glance at her reddened face and smirked; I just knew where her buttons were. Who would've known she'd be so sensitive to such a topic. Touche, well, she's half an angel after all.

"Let's keep the long details for later; pay attention. Dean, you and I are going to Indiana. Sam, you'll take Mara and go to Virginia." Mia said.

"What? Why?" Sam asked, rather confused than objecting.

"Because there are two seals about to be broken and we need to stop it." Mia said quickly.

"Woah, where exactly in Indiana are we going?" Dean asked, clearly alarmed. I heard a silent chanting prayer in his head. Please, don't say Cicero, don't say Cicero, don't say-

"Cicero." Mia said, and she seemed regretful because Dean's face paled suddenly. I didn't get it, but I saw Sam glance worriedly at Dean, who had his face set defiantly all of the sudden, "When do we leave?"

"The sooner the better, I guess." Mia said as she stood up, looking better than she was.

"But, ain't it be better if ya' stayed t'gether?" Bobby said. "Safer."

"No, Bobby. Plus, each of us has something to deal with in their destinations." She glanced at both me and Dean. That's when I noticed; Virginia, Mystic Falls…super. "And, I'm going with Dean because what's in Indiana is way bigger than what we expect and I know it there more than anyone. But you can deal with the seal in Mystic Falls, it should be easy. Just keep a person alive."

"Well, who is he?" Sam asked.

"She is the Petrova doppelganger. Just ask around, won't be hard to find." Mia said, letting out a deep breath as she glanced at me quickly. I lifted my brows.

Dean slapped his palms together rather loud and rubbed them against each other. "Then I guess we've got seals to stop from breaking. Bring it on."

A/N: I'm sorry, I'mma lazy-ass, I'm sorry for the late reply. But I really hope you like the chapter, because I really worked on that. Heh. Guess you've noticed that I'm making up my own seals now. Well, I can get creative when I want to. And I'm creating more characters, don't worry, you'll find them very interesting.

Also, thanks to Dark-Supernatural-Angel For being such a great Beta, she never takes too long and she's very thorough with her work! Love ya! Anyways, as usual, please review and I'm up for any ideas possible, and guess who are we going to meet this next chapter? [smirks]