Author's Note: I know, I know, I know! I haven't posted in so long right when I was on a roll BUT here is the first chapter of the masquerade extravaganza. I figured I'd spend one chapter focusing on the romance of the evening before I got the major ass kickin' part, which will be the next chapter. I'm hoping to post that one this weekend :). Happy reading and reviews are much appreciated! It lets me someone's reading!

Jude's body lay on the ground, bleeding out, as Meredith scrambled to stop the bleeding.

"Oh my God. It won't stop. Jude, tell me what to do! It won't stop!" she pleaded, desperate. She cried as she wrapped up all of his wounds, but not matter how hard she tried, the blood kept seeping through. "Should I put pressure on it or-? Oh God. Oh God!" She knew it was no use talking to him. He was dead already. She shook her head, holding her son in her arms, his eyes close, his body cold and still.

"Mom!" she heard someone scream. Meredith's head snapped up, only to see a man, his black eyes ominous and evident, as he snapped John's neck, letting him fall to the floor.

"No!" Meredith screamed. "No. No, this wasn't supposed to happen. No."

The man's lips curved into a smile, "Oh but it was. Remember me? You and your little friend Sadie couldn't save me, could you? Did you even try?"

"You've taken everything from me! What're you waiting for? Just do it! Just kill me!" Meredith screamed at him, angry and hurt tears running down her face.

"I don't know. I feel like letting you live with the fact that you couldn't save your sons might be a more enjoyable option," the man said. Meredith growled, lunging for the man, viciously going after him.

"Oh my God," she gasped, sitting up in her bed. That was when she noticed that she was panting and sweating. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked over at her sleeping husband. "Oh, thank God." Meredith quickly got out of bed, hurrying upstairs and peeking in John's room, to find him fast asleep, safe and sound. She sighed a sigh of relief before crawling back into bed with Dean, lying on her side. Dean rolled over, draping an arm around her waist.

"You okay, baby?" he mumbled.

"Yeah. Just a bad dream," Meredith said, swallowing.

"Mm. It's seven on a Saturday morning. Go back to sleep," Dean mumbled.

"Yeah, I will. You too, okay?" Meredith asked back.

"Hm," Dean sounded. Meredith knew he'd fall back asleep in an instant, but she on the other hand, couldn't get the dream out of her head. It had just felt so real. It was terrifying and she hadn't had dreams like that in a while. She knew that the prophecy would have to come true at some point, and it would make sense why Flynn and Victoria hadn't been in the dream, but they had ignored hunting for so long. Now to have this…? She feared that hunting was going to come back into their lives. So much for the whole apple pie thing, huh?

While everyone was outside in the living room, John had snuck off to his parent's bedroom to go find the demon killing knife. He knew that they kept it in the sock drawer; he just had to find which one. John began pulling drawers open. Dad's shirts, jeans… none of these were the sock drawer. He checked one of the higher drawers, his eyes widening when he saw underwear. He quickly slammed it shut and then checked the next one. Bingo: Sock drawer. He rummaged around it until finding the knife. John clasped his hand around the knife, slipping it into his pocket, and hurrying out of the room back into the living room where everyone was taking pictures.

John approached Cole, standing next to him, "You do not know what I had to go through to get this knife."

"What?" Cole asked.

"Underwear drawer," John hissed.

"Your parents keep their knives in the underwear drawer?" John snickered. John hit him. "Ow!"

"No, they used to. I unfortunately stumbled upon it. They keep it in the sock drawer now," John said. "Don't worry, dude. I've got it in my pocket."

"Great. Uhh… quick, incoming," Cole said, as both boys turned their attention to Renee and Greer, making their way towards Cole and John.

"Dude, she looks hot," John smirked, seeing Renee in her floor length, one shouldered satiny blue dress. She had her hair up in an up do, stunning as ever.

"Yeah, I know," Cole smiled, seeing Greer. She wore a curve hugging black strapless dress that went about mid thigh. It was black and had contrast bands in a tan color. She looked so hot. He knew that John was talking about Renee but he couldn't stop staring at Greer. Her reddish blonde hair was curled and lay softly against her shoulders. "How'd we get so lucky?"

"Like my dad says, we're Winchester men," John shrugged. Cole chuckled.

"Hey," Renee said, leaning in and giving John a short, sweet kiss.

"Hey, you look beautiful," John smiled.

"Thank you," Renee blushed.

"I know, don't laugh. I don't usually get all dressed up like this and I feel silly," Greer started, embarrassed.

"No! No, you look… wow," Cole stammered.

"Smooth, dude," John teased.

"Shut up," Cole grunted. "You look really great, is what I meant to say."

"Oh uh, thanks. You clean up well," Greer replied, the first thing that came to her mind. The two exchanged nervous laughter. Renee could tell that they were so into each other, they just didn't know how to approach it and she knew that she and John being there probably wasn't helping.

"John, why don't you and I head over here and we'll leave these two alone," Renee suggested.

"What?" John asked.

"Oh, please. It's about time that those two got together. I'm so glad he asked her. She's been coming to his games and they're always together! And we grew up with Cole so it's so obvious that he likes her," Renee gushed.

John chuckled, "You do know that about a little over a month ago, people were saying that about us, don't you?"

Renee giggled, "Yeah, and it's nice to finally be on the other side of it!"

"Yeah… this is… nice," John said, looking his girlfriend up at down and playing with the smooth, satin fabric.

"John," Renee giggled, pushing his hands away from her. "Our parents are around."

"So?" John shrugged.

"Uh… do you want my dad to kill you?" Renee asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Winchester! What'd I tell you about keeping your hands to yourself?" Ethan said, strutting over towards John and Renee and sitting down on the couch. "Have a seat, son." John and Renee exchanged glances, before John sat down next to Ethan on the couch, Renee sitting right next to John, smoothing out her dress before sitting down.

A chuckle came from behind them as Meredith maneuvered her way over to the sofa and sat down next to her best friend, "Bobby always told us that too. Look at you, Mr. Over protective dad!"

"I'm the over protective dad?" Ethan asked back, raising an eyebrow and nodding over towards Dean. All four of them turned their attention to Dean, Victoria, and Tyler.

"Ouch. Poor, Tyler. And I thought I had it bad," John chuckled, watching Tyler get grilled by Dean with question after question. "No offense, Ethan."

"None taken," Ethan said back. He and Meredith just exchanged laughter. "Typical."

"I'm going to go relieve them," Meredith said, parting from John, Ethan, and Renee, before heading over towards Dean. "Honey, can I borrow you for a second?"

"What? What for?" Dean asked.

"Nothing. I'd just like to have a word with you… in the kitchen," Meredith said.

"Is something wrong?" Dean asked, stubbornly. He was determined not to leave Victoria alone with this boy for as long as he could. He knew exactly how these horny high school boys thought. He used to be one. Hell, he still was one in spirit.

"No, I just have something to ask you. Come on!" Meredith chuckled, rolling her eyes playfully at her husband. She took him by the arm, ushering him towards the kitchen so that they Tyler wouldn't have to endure the wrath of an over protective father.

"What? We can't just leave them alone like that!" Dean exclaimed, once they got into the kitchen, away from everyone else.

"Dean! It's fine! They're only fourteen," Meredith sighed, amused.

"Mer, I know how boys think," Dean said. "And he's fifteen!"

"Baby, calm down," Meredith giggled, inching her way over towards Dean. She knew exactly how to go about this. She slid her hands up his arms to his neck, smiling sweetly. "I hate seeing you get all worked up like this… then again, it is kind of sexy."

"You think?" Dean smirked.

"Mhm. Look, Tyler's a good kid. He's a gentleman, from what I've heard," Meredith answered.

"So you've been asking around huh?" Dean teased.

"Shut up! She's my daughter and I'd hate to see her get her heartbroken," Meredith replied.

Dean just shook his head before sighing, "Fine, I'll behave but that boy better not lay a hand on her!"

"Alright," Meredith chuckled.

Back in the living room, Victoria and Tyler were alone at last.

"Hi," Victoria said, awkwardly.

"Hi," Tyler replied. They both looked at each other and laughed a little. They had been friends and it had been good, but tonight felt like so much more than friends… it was weird, but the good kind of weird. "You look great!"

"Yeah, you too," Victoria said back. It was the first date kind of awkward, right? "So my dad finally left!"

"I can see that," Tyler chuckled.

"Sorry about that. He just worries a lot. Family is pretty important to us and uh… well, you know the rest," Victoria apologized.

"Hah, it's alright. I get it… it's just, you know, uncomfortable," Tyler said.

"Oh, yeah," Victoria laughed.

"So this dance thing will be interesting, huh? I'm not much of a dancer but I've got a couple of moves. You know… like this one," Tyler started, demonstrating the sprinkler. "And this one." He kept dancing and Victoria just laughed. Finally, it felt like the awkward first date tension was starting to thaw out.

"Smooth," Victoria said, sarcastically.

"What? You don't think I've got it?" Tyler asked.

"I-, I think you'll be an interesting dance partner. Glad you're my date. I think this whole cheesy school dance thing will be far less boring now that I've seen your uh… dance moves," Victoria teased.

Tyler laughed, "Oh, I haven't even started yet. Just you wait."

"Oh God," she laughed, rolling her eyes playfully.

"Alright, picture time!" Meredith announced, coming out of the kitchen, her husband following her, camera in hand.

"Oh no. I hate pictures. Sorry about this," Victoria groaned, looking over at Tyler.

"Like I said, it's all okay," Tyler smiled.

"Okay," Victoria replied. She liked that he could handle her family. She knew they weren't easy, so it was definitely a big deal that he could.

"Alright, everyone gather up. Girls on the right, boys on the left of your dates," Meredith instructed.

"Just make sure to angle yourselves so we can get all of you in the picture," Molly reminded.

"Everyone smile," Sawyer chimed in.

"Aww, everyone looks great," Kitty smiled.

Ethan, Sam, Bryan, and Dean all looked at each other, laughing. Women…

"Great. Just stay there because as your parents, you know we're taking tons of pictures," Molly said, continuing to click away. This would be a night to remember for many reasons.

Paige looked over at her boyfriend Flynn, smiling at him, and a glint of warm happiness in her eyes.

"What?" Flynn asked.

"Nothing… it's just I'm really happy right now. I-, I thought it'd be awful having to move and leave all my friends behind back in LA, but even in a small town I feel good," Paige admitted.

Flynn chuckled, "See, I've lived here all my life so I don't even know what it would be like to live in a big city like that. I mean, I've thought about – I'm curious – but does it get overwhelming?"

"Not really… well, I guess kind of but you learn to manage," Paige replied. "Come on. Dance with me."

"If you insist," Flynn teased.

"Yeah, yeah, you don't dance. I know," Paige replied, rolling her eyes playfully. "But tonight, you have to since I'm not leaving the dance floor."

"Since when did you decide that one?" Flynn chuckled.

"Since now," she smiled. "Come on. It's easy. Just… move with the music," Paige encouraged.

"Oh God," Flynn groaned, feeling so out of place. He wasn't quite sure how to do the whole high school dance thing. He never knew what to do – even in middle school. He didn't really listen to this kind of music either but he would admit that he liked the beat. Paige grabbed his hands, moving closer to him and swaying to the sultry hip hop beats.

"See? You're not terrible," Paige giggled.

"For tonight, let's just pretend that that statement is actually true," he said.

"Okay," Paige nodded. She was really starting to fall for Flynn.

Later that night, the DJ at the masquerade was playing slow dance songs and people were really coupling up. Victoria had her arms wrapped around Tyler's neck while he had his arms on her hips, swaying to the slow music. Victoria laughed a little bit, biting her lip.

"What?" Tyler asked.

"I don't know. I guess I still don't get the whole school dance thing," Victoria said.

Tyler laughed, "Oh thank God! Honestly, when you brought up going to this masquerade together, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to keep up. I mean… my sister lives for this kind of thing but you… you're different."

"Good different or bad different?" Victoria asked, nervously.

"Good different. Definitely good different," Tyler replied.

"Oh good. Yeah, I don't know. I just don't get worked up over things like this. It's a little silly, really," Victoria admitted.

"Wow. I'm officially with the coolest girl here," Tyler said.

Victoria blushed, "Ah, I wouldn't say that. I don't know. I just like the whole masquerade idea. It adds this whole layer of mystery. It's really kind of sexy."

"You think it's sexy?" Tyler asked, cocking an eyebrow, his eyes not leaving hers.

"Definitely," she replied, her eyes locking with his.

"So how is it you ended up so much more down to earth than other girls? Now, don't get me wrong. I'd much rather go out with a girl that doesn't go all crazy over a silly school dance," Tyler asked. Wow, he was really hitting on her. Victoria knew that if there was any good time, the time would be tonight. She had to make a move or at least tell him how she felt. The attraction between them was so strong and she knew that she couldn't put it off any longer. And the way he was acting tonight…

"I grew up with three brothers?" Victoria brought up.

"That would explain it," Tyler said.

Victoria waited and looked around the room before saying, "Hey, why don't we go for a walk or something? After all, I think we've both agreed that this thing is pretty lame."

"That sounds like a great idea," Tyler agreed. The two unlinked themselves from each other, before heading out toward the exit to the gym. They walked, just talking and laughing before leaving the school and just walking along the building outside.

"Oh, watch out!" Tyler warned, grabbing for Victoria's arm, stopping her before she could trip over the giant rock in the middle of the walkway beside the school.

Victoria laughed, "Oh my God, I definitely would've tripped over that. I'm probably the most uncoordinated person you will ever meet."

"I highly doubt that. You've got some moves," Tyler shrugged, jokingly.

"Oh please? I totally schooled you on that dance floor!" Victoria challenged.

"What? Do we have to go back in there so I can remind you about how I was the one doing all the schooling," Tyler said back, playfully.

Victoria giggled, just smiling. She couldn't stop smiling when she was with Tyler. The two stopped walking and she just stood there with her arms crossed, her head tilted to the side.

"You took off your mask," Tyler said, making the observation.

"Yeah, well we're not exactly at the dance now so I figured it'd be okay. So did you," Victoria pointed out.

"Hey, it's nice to get some fresh air out here," Tyler said.

"So is that what we came out here for? Fresh air?" Victoria blurted out, the flirty banter just flying between them! She closed her eyes, mentally slapping herself in the face the minute she said that. Wow, she had really inherited the smooth talker gene from her father.

"I was under the impression that we were," Tyler replied. "Does someone have a hidden agenda?"

"What? No!" Victoria exclaimed. She completely regretted saying that. Damn it, Dad! "Anyways…"

"I hope you wanted to go to this thing...," Tyler said, changing the subject once he realized that Victoria hadn't meant to say that. He didn't want her to feel embarrassed or anything but he wanted to keep it on the same topic, just in a different way. He kept telling himself that tonight would be the night and he had to tell her.

"What?" Victoria asked, shooting him a puzzled look.

"I hope I'm not forcing you to go this dance. I know you think it's silly-," Tyler started.

"No! I mean, I do, but I have some pretty good company," Victoria replied.

"Just pretty good?" Tyler asked.

"Don't push it," she warned, jokingly. They both exchanged glances, laughing.

"Look, I wanted to-," they both said before stopping.

"You go first," Victoria said.

"No, you go ahead," Tyler said.

"I uh… Tyler, I-," Victoria stammered. Oh God. This was it. She was really going to say it. "I like… your shirt. You look good all dressed up." Damn it. Where was the smooth talking Dean Winchester gene now?

"Uh, thanks," Tyler chuckled awkwardly, feeling a little disappointed. "I like your dress. You look… really great tonight."

"Thanks," Victoria blushed. She bit her lip, the words on the tip of her tongue. "Actually, that's not what I wanted to say."

"Yeah?" Tyler asked, hopeful.

"How do you feel about girls that make the first move?" Victoria asked.

"I uh, they're great," Tyler said.

Victoria took a deep breath, about to say something when Tyler just cut her off by leaning in and kissing her passionately. The kiss they shared, they both could tell, was really special. Victoria deepened, the kiss, wanting to hold onto this moment forever. This was her first kiss… Tyler pulled away slowly and they two just looked at each other, sharing a small smile.

"Oh, good. I didn't want to be hasty or anything," Victoria said, still in shock of the kiss.

"You're kind of impatient," Tyler teased.

"Shut up," she groaned, rolling her eyes.

Cole paced around the school library, just making sure that nothing had come yet. He knew Greer was on the other side of the school, and although he wished she hadn't gone alone, he knew that she could take care of herself. Hell, she knew more than he did. He certainly knew that. He felt a slight breeze, whipping around quickly to find nothing there. That was strange. And since when did that window get opened. He walked over to it, quickly, shutting it and then leaving the library. They needed to get moving but first, he'd find Greer before getting John.

Inside the decorated gym, John was slow dancing with Renee.

"I'm a little nervous," Renee admitted.

"About what? Babe, I told you I wasn't going to step on your feet. I thought we worked that out when you gave me ballroom lessons at Rastio's house," John reassured.

"After you followed me there?" Renee pointed out, teasingly.

"Hey, I was curious, okay?" John defended, playfully.

She chuckled, "I know. No, it's not that. I'm just feel like any moment you're going to have to go on your top secret mission with Greer and Cole. I mean, I don't even know what that is."

John sighed, "It's hard to explain now. Later, though, okay?"

"It's okay. I don't expect you to tell me now. Just promise me you'll be safe okay? Whatever it is you guys are doing, you said it was 'family business' related and, as your girlfriend I can't help but worry about it," Renee confessed. John smiled. She was so cute when she got all flustered. He could tell that it was uncomfortable for Renee to be this open about her vulnerability and she was just so cute about it!

"I will, I promise. I will give you all the details when it's over. We can even braid each others' hair, and watch The Notebook and cry," John teased.

"Shut up!" she said, hitting him playfully.

"Ow! You're getting good at that," John exclaimed.

Renee laughed, "Yeah, well when you keep saying stuff like that, I start getting used to it."

John shrugged, "It's all a part of my charm and the ladies love it."

"Oh God," she groaned. John and Renee just danced together in silence, enjoying each others' company until the song ended and Cole and Greer approached the two.

"Hey, dude, we've got to get ready," Cole said. "Sorry to interrupt."

John nodded, "Yeah, okay."

"Meet us in the library," Greer said, before Cole and Greer left to go get a head start, leaving John and Renee alone to say goodnight.

"Sorry about this. I really wish-," John started.

Renee shook her head, "No, it's okay. Go be superman."

John smirked. He liked her calling him superman, "Mkay. I promise." He leaned in, giving her a small kiss on the lips, before she pulled him in for a deeper, more passionate kiss. She pulled away, leaving him stunned and wanting more.

"Find me at midnight when the dance ends," Renee whispered. She let go of him and John knew he had to go, but his whole body was screaming at him to stay.

"God, I don't want to leave now," John smirked.

"Midnight," Renee reminded.

"Yeah, okay," John sighed, parting from his beautiful girlfriend. He pushed his thoughts about her to the back of his mind to dwell on later. Right now, there was a job to be done.