I must apologise for not updating in a REEEEEAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLY long time! I've been using MidnightEden234 so often that I almost forgot about this account... I'll try to update a lot to make up for that. I'M SORRY! T-T Please don't be mad with me!

"Ahh! That's exactly what I needed," Dean exhaled loudly as he stepped out of the bathroom, a towel still resting on top of his head. His cheerfulness came to an immediate halt when he noticed a blond girl laying on one of the beds. "Uhh… Sammy!"

"What," came the reply from the hallway. Sam's head appeared from around the door frame.

Dean raised his eyebrow, as if that answer wasn't obvious. After his brother returned the look Dean pointed to the female-occupied bed.

"Oh! Ghost attack, let me explain. While you were goofing off and lazing about, I went back out to the Impala to get a few things. I heard a scream, ran to the alley, found a ghost and the girl lying unconscious on the ground."

Dean slowly moved towards the bed, removing the towel from his head at the same time. His hand gently touched the girl's cheek, pushing it ever so slightly to examine the rest of her face. "How old would you say she is?"

"Seventeen, eighteen maybe. Why?" Sam asked.

Dean hurried back over to the bath room, past it and to the table in the far corner. From there he picked up an old leather book with untidy scraps of paper sticking out of it. "Because," he begun as he opened the book, "inside of Dad's journal he talked about him and Bobby hunting a ghost about ten years back. They never found out who the ghost was, but the victims were always-"

"Teenage girls with blond hair," Sam finished.

"Exactly."

Sam was just about to turn to his laptop, when the girl woke up. She jumped up out of the bed, took one glance around and shouted, "Where am I?"

"Just calm down," Sam replied, "You're alright."

"Am I still in Gardenia?"

"Yeah. Would you mind telling us what you remember? When you were attacked?"

The girl blinked before her hand was brought to her head. She shut her eyes, making a face that looked like she was thinking hard. Before she replied, "I was walking to meet up with the girls, when this freakishly white thing attacked me. It hit me up against the wall and I can't remember anything else after that."

"Okay," Sam nodded. "My name's Sam and this is my brother Dean."

"My name's Stella."

"Alright, Stella... Umm... we can take you to your friends so you can tell them you're alright, but you've got a ghost after you-"

"A ghost? You think a little something like a ghost can scare me?"

Dean blinked. "Are you a hunter?"

"No! Do I look like I kill animals," Stella questioned. "I'm a freshman at Alfea!"

Sam and Dean glanced at each other and sighed. This was going to be a long day... After Stella explained everything about Alfea, the Trix, the Army of Decay and the Winx three times over she went silent and allowed the boys to dwell in their thoughts.

Twenty minutes passed and eventually Stella's stomach began to growl. "Look," she said, catching Sam's attention, "it's been nice, but I'm starving and I really have to go."

Sam stood in front of the door, blocking Stella's exit. "Sorry, but we can't let you leave until we put the ghost that's hunting you to rest. It's a simple as that."

Stella huffed and fell back into a chair. "Can I at least have some food?"

Dean glanced at the clock then caught Sam's eye. "It about time for lunch anyways. We can take her out to a restaurant to something."

"Can we get Chinese?" Stella asked excitedly.

"Sure," Sam said half-heartedly. He tossed Dean the Impala keys and the three of them left the hotel.

I'll just leave the part about me meeting the girls at the restaurant a secret... Stella thought with a small smirk.

Apon arriving at the Impala, Stella frowned. "We're not riding in that, are we?"

"Why got a better idea?" Sam asked.

"Umm... well... how about a carriage?"

Dean gently patted the Impala's roof. "Aww honey, the girl didn't mean it."

Stella's frown grew and Sam gave her a gentle push towards the car. With a bit of hesitation, Stella entered, and with no hesitation, slammed the car door shut. Dean winced at the sound, but in return shut his door almost as hard as Stella shut hers. Sam entered too and soon they were off towards the nearest Chinese restaurant.

Apon arrival, Stella released a great sigh of relief. The moment the vehicle stopped moving, Stella was out and running towards five other girls that Sam and Dean definitely didn't recognize.

"Stella, where have you been?" The orange haired girl questioned.

"I got attacked. Sam and Dean rescued me!"

"Getting attacked is not something to sound excited about," the purple haired girl scolded.

"Tecna's right Stella, you could've gotten hurt," the light brown haired girl spoke up.

Another brown haired girl joined in, "I'm more interested in who this Sam and Dean are."

"That would be us," Dean announced.

Everyone except Stella jumped in fear and spun around.

"I'm Dean, and that's Sam."

Sam gave a weak wave.

"Something attacked me and knocked me unconscious. I woke up and these two were in the room looking at me."

"...you say the strangest things," the girl with black pig tails commented.

The orange haired girl cleared her throat and stretched out her hand to the boys. "I'm Bloom and this is Tecna, Musa, Flora and Layla. Thanks for taking care of Stella, can we buy you lunch?"

Dean shook her hand, feeling slightly overwhelmed by the good aura emanating from this girl. "Pleasure to meet you," he said after finally finding his voice. "Umm... as for lunch, if you don't mind?"

Sam burst out laughing and Dean shot him a glare. Bloom insisted that it was fine and the eight friends entered the restaurant.

None of them, however, were aware of the four women watching them from across the street.

I bet the number four threw you off huh? Three would mean the Trix, and the fourth girl can't be Darkar or Baltor... for obvious reasons. So, who's watching the Winx?