Bonnie woke with a start, feeling different again. She was sitting in another bed, in some sort of motel for some reason. Her eyes were still a bit blurry from her sudden waking but when she rubbed her eyes clear of her sleepiness, she found that she was staring straight into the face of Dean Winchester.

Her heart leapt inside of her both in fright and excitement. After a moment of staring into his beautiful eyes, she fell back against the pillow slowly with a small and timid "Oh my god."

"Hey Sammy, it looks like our little fallen angel is awake." Dean said with a chuckle.

"And she's damn sexy for a fallen angel too." He muttered the last part, winking in Bonnie's general direction. Bonnie could hardly contain a squee of absolute delight.

"Cut it out, Dean." Sam Winchester walked over, and sat on the edge of the bed. Bonnie covered half her face with the blanket to hide her stupid grins.

Sam set a hand on Bonnie's shoulder and asked,

"You feeling alright?"

"Y-Yes…I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" Bonnie said groggily, straining to hold in her sheer excitement; but a Winchester was touching her!

"Oh, well you only fell out of the sky wearing next to nothing." Dean said in a snarky manner. Bonnie's face grew crimson with embarrassment.

"O-Oh…I didn't know…" she mumbled in reply.

"Dean," Sam shot a glare at his brother in a way that meant 'shut up'. Dean rolled his eyes and stood from the bedside, walking to the other end of the room and leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

"Sorry about that. His name's Dean; he's my idiot brother."

Bonnie suppressed the urge the say 'I know' but she got the feeling that she should not let on that she knew everything about them, fearing that they may think her possessed or even just insane, hard as it would be for them to think that of her with all of the things they'd seen in the past.

"You fell from a hundred feet or more and no broken bones. I mean, how the hell does that happen?" Sam said with a note of amazement in his voice.

Bonnie sat up and tried to remember what she had just been doing.
Ah, yes.

She was pushed into the TARDIS by the Doctor and somehow she'd woken up here in the presence of the Winchester brothers.

"So, uh…what's your name?"

"Bonnie. Bonnie O'rian." Bonnie said clearly and saw Dean grin at the sound of her Irish accent.

"Ah, an Irish chick!" he said under his breath just quietly enough for only Bonnie to hear and not Sam.

"Nice to meet you Bonnie. My name's Sam. Where are you from?"

"Dublin." She said quietly.

"Any idea why you were, uh, falling out of the sky?" Sam asked, unsure of how to ask such a question casually.

"I suppose it's because I had to leave the other…world…" she said slowly and without thought.

Damn! Bonnie cursed inwardly.

"Other…world?" Dean inquired from behind the two on the bed.

"Uh…um…" Bonnie stuttered.

"Wait, do you mean Hell? Or Heaven? Are you an Angel Bonnie?" Sam asked quickly.

"No…I'm not an Angel…" she said hesitantly, her mind racing.

Dean opened his mouth to speak.

"And I'm not a fecking Demon either!" Bonnie stated quickly. Dean gave her a grin that seemed to say "oh, sure" and he leaned back against the wall.

"Just a human being. I'm nothing like the stuff you guys hun…t"

Shit!

"Oh, are you a Ghostfacers fan?" Sam asked in a very annoyed sigh.

"What? Ghostfacers?" Bonnie was very confused; she did not remember that the Ghostfacers had a show in this world and that Chuck the prophet wrote books about Sam and Dean every once in a while before they put a stop to it.

"Sammy, obviously she knows more about the family business than the Ghostfacers, and she's never even heard of them." Dean said, walking over.

"So," Dean started, crossing his arms gain, looking down at her suspiciously.

"How much do you know?"

"N-Nothing I-"

"Okay. How 'bout you just cut the bullshit already. You know something." Dean interrupted in a harsh manner.

Bonnie, despite how scared she felt on the inside, set her mouth in a grim line and held his long piercing stare.

"Dean, give her a break!" Sam said exasperatedly.

"It's okay Sam," Bonnie started without looking away from Dean's eyes.

"Dean's right. I know everything there is to know about you guys; even how your mom and dad both died at Yellow Eyes' hand. But you can both trust that I'm on your side, alright?"

Bonnie pushed the covers off her legs only to wildly pull the blanket back on them upon discovering that she was wearing only a big T-shit and absolutely nothing else.

Sam blushed and Dean peeped.

"S-Sorry about that. You fell without clothes and…all we had was Dean's shirt at the time." Sam explained.

Oh my god! I'm wearing Dean's shirt! Bonnie squealed internally.

Sam stood, walked over to a duffle bag, and walked back with a pair of jeans.

"Here, you're more Dean's height so you'll have to wear his jeans. Sorry." Sam said.

"That's alright." Bonnie said casually, catching Dean's glare at Sam in the corner of her eye.

That's bloody fantastic! Bonnie thought, about to burst from all of her pent up excitement.

"Well look away, boys!" she ordered and only when they had both obeyed did she slip the baggy jeans up her legs under the covers.

"So," Sam started after he was allowed to turn and look at Bonnie.

"How exactly can we trust you in all this if you know so much about us?"

"She is worthy of your trust." A familiar raspy voice chimed in from behind Dean.

"Damn it Cas!" Dean cursed, turning around in surprise.

"Stop doing that!"

"My…apologies." The confused Angel said with a look like a puppy that had just been scolded.

Bonnie's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open.

"Cas…tiel…" Bonnie breathed in amazement.

"This creature is telling you the truth." Castiel continued, walking towards the bed continued, walking towards the bed.

"Creature?" Bonnie repeated, confused. Why would he call her a creature.

Castiel looked down at her and his brow furrowed.

"…Creature." He confirmed slowly and innocently in a tone that seemed to mean "yes, that's what I said."

"Wait, Cas," Sam began, standing.

"She's not human?"

"No…she is a mortal human, more or less." Castiel started to explain, frankly not well enough to make any sense.

"More or less?" Dean questioned, annoyed and puzzled.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Castiel stopped and thought for a very long moment. Bonnie was baffled by the Angel's words and she rubbed her face and bit her bottom lip, waiting for Castiel's answer to Dean.

Bloody hell…I'm standing in front of an Angel of the Lord! Bonnie thought to herself, grinning and covering her mouth with both of her hands.

"She is…she comes from a different world than this one. She is indeed human, she just happens to possess certain inhuman abilities. She is the Tabula Rasa."

"I have powers?" Bonnie exclaimed, startled by his words.

"Tabula Rasa…what do you mean she's the "clean tablet"?" Sam asked.

"I can't tell you that."

"How does she not know she has these powers?" Dean interrogated.

"She has not yet discovered her abilities." Castiel answered.

"I cannot tell you what your powers are." Castiel said to Bonnie as if he could read her mind. Bonnie's mind was racing. First the Margose De'rӧntar and now the Tabula Rasa and both of those entitled her as a blank or a clean slate. What did it all mean?

"Cas," Sam began, looking at the Angel.

"Why're you here?"

"A Demon named Arazocar has possessed a mortal in a small town in Colorado called Fort Edwards." Castiel explained after a moment of thought.

"So? Is that all?" Dean pushed.

"This particular Demon has acquired something called the "Philosopher's stone." That stone can bequeath to its wielder the ability to create anything without equal compensation."

"And what does that mean, exactly?" Dean asked.

"It means that the Demon can make anything he wants, even more Demons, without taking a soul or anything taken to compensate the new creation." Bonnie explained, surprising the Winchesters. She remembered reading about it somewhere.

"We need to get to Fort Edwards then." Sam decided, grabbing two coats and handing one to Dean.

"Fine, but we're driving." Dean stated stubbornly.

Sam nodded in consent and turned to Bonnie and Castiel.

"Cas, you should take Bonnie back to her home and meet us in Colorado." Sam said, giving Bonnie an apologetic look.

"…No." Castiel said slowly, looking down at the floor evasively like a child who had just disobeyed his parents.

"Cas, we can't take her with us. We can't risk her safety, even if she has powers!" Dean argued.

"You have to take this girl with you. She is a crucial part of this hunt and you may not return if she is not with you." Castiel rose his voice, taking a step towards Dean.

"If you don't take her home we'll…we'll never see you again!" Sam contested, rather weakly.

Castiel looked very confused and concerned.

"Why? Are you two going blind?" he asked innocently. Bonnie giggled and covered her mouth to hold in a burst of laughter that was rising inside of her.

She didn't want to leave either but she didn't know why it was important for her to go with them.

"No, I meant that…Oh never mind…" Sam rolled his eyes.

"Why don't you want to take her home, Cas?" Dean inquired.

"It's not that I don't want to, Dean. I can't take her home. She does not live in this world." Castiel said as if it was the most obvious fact in the world.

"Great." Dean said exasperatedly.

After a few more long minutes of arguing, they had all loaded all of their belongings into the Impala, which made Bonnie "squee" upon seeing, and they were soon driving down the road at a very fast but comfortable speed.

Long was the trek across country; a total of ten hours it took. In those ten hours, Castiel and Dean sang, Sam protested, and Bonnie cheered and laughed, feeling full of bliss as she sat in a car with characters which in her world could not exist, characters whose very existence had made hers easier to bear; they made her life a better thing to live.

Finally, around three in the morning, Bonnie, the Winchesters, and Castiel walked through the doors, paid for their room, and dragged themselves to the two-bed room.

Castiel said he said he would see them in the morning and vanish in a fluttering of wings.

As Bonnie walked over to a bed and sat down in exhaustion she had to hold the jeans up so that they would not fall around her legs; the waist was too big to stay up on her newly slimmed hips; her body had changed yet again.

"We'll get you some better clothes later…" Sam said with an apologetic look towards Bonnie before he plopped down on the other bed and promptly fell asleep.

Bonnie smiled at his face before she too lay down on the bed she was sitting on only to sit up again abruptly, looking at Dean.

"I'm sorry! Do you want the bed tonight? I could sleep on the floor…" she said, swinging her legs off the side of the bed.

"No, sleep in the bed. I'll take the chair." Dean said with a kind smile, sitting down in a chair and dropping the duffle bags on the floor.

Bonnie fell back against the pillow and began to drift into sleep. Just before she was asleep, she opened one tired eye and saw the blurry figure of Dean who was pulling his shirt off. Bonnie let sleep take her and she dreamt with a smile on her face. So deep was her sleep that she didn't notice the weight of the bed change as Dean sat on the bedside, studying her sleeping face but not daring to touch her hair and graze his fingers over her cheek and down the side of his neck as he wanted to. For some reason, he couldn't bring himself to touch her like that, as if it would somehow tarnish her beauty.

Later that morning, Bonnie woke from a strange dream and shot open her eyes. Something was making her stomach feel weighed down. She lifted up her head to see an arm spread across her stomach. She let her head fall back onto the pillow and turned it to see the sleeping figure of Dean next to her with one foot on the floor and the other leg on the bed. Bonnie stared at his face for what felt like hours before she whispered quietly,

"Oh my gosh…you're just…wow…" she looked up at the ceiling, blushing slightly, immediately embarrassed by what she'd just said.

When she turned her head again to look at him, Dean's eyes were open and he was looking at her drowsily.

"You're not too bad yourself." He said in a tired voice with a grin.

Bonnie's face was pulsing red with embarrassment. She pulled the covers over her face. She heard Dean chuckled and felt him get up from the bed.

Eventually Castiel appeared and Sam woke up; Sam and Dean changed their clothes and everyone sat down at ate a warm breakfast of burgers that Castiel had been most considerate to provide. Sam then told Castiel to get Bonnie some new clothes and when Bonnie said she only needed undergarments, Sam presented her with a belt and Castiel soon vanished and reappeared with what she needed; she quickly changed. She thought she looked pretty sexy when she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror; when Bonnie came out of the bathroom, she saw that Dean had noted that too, though quietly and not as straight forward as before.

They all piled into the Impala to drive into town and gather more information on the Demon and when Bonnie got in and sat in the front seat, she noticed that when they began driving, Dean wouldn't look at her. Bonnie began to worry that he thought badly of her for some reason.

When they had made it to town and had gotten out of the Impala, they began asking around, casually of course, about anything strange that may have happened in the past few weeks.

Finally, after about three or four hours of searching, they found someone who seemed to know something.

The man was and old gentlemanly figure and he said, in a thick southern accent,

"Well, most every night, around three in the mornin', there has been at least one person disappearing. It started 'bout three weeks ago an' twenny-two people have vanished."

Sam and Dean thanked him for his information and they started to drive back to the motel with Castiel and Bonnie.

Bonnie thought hard on the car ride back. When she was in the TARDIS and on Bad Wolf Bay she knew exactly what she was supposed to do within a few hours, but here…it had been almost two days and she still didn't know what was going on.

She looked away from the window and caught Dean's gaze in the rearview mirror before he quickly looked away and didn't look again. Bonnie frowned and thought for the rest of the ride, watching the scenes of nature whizz by in a flash of colors; slowly, and without her realizing it, her mind delved deep into thought of "I wonder" and "What if."

You wonder what your power is? A very strange rasp of a voice asked; the voice came from a white creature with no face. Bonnie looked around cautiously. She was in a room of dark blue; no walls no windows and no doors. She opened her mouth to speak but found that she either had no voice or just couldn't use it.

Your friends are dying! It hissed in a whisper of a scream, suddenly acquiring blood red eyes that glared menacingly down at her. For some reason Bonnie wasn't afraid of this thing, as if it were familiar to her.

Ah. Its eyes narrowed.

You wonder what you can do to save them? Bonnie nodded slowly, amazed that this creature knew her thoughts but oddly not surprised.

Go then and save them. The answer to your question will come to you.

Bonnie gasped for air and frantically sat up, trying to stand and failing. Noise plagued her ears from all around and then she felt herself being picked up.

"Bonnie!" Sam yelled urgently. She looked around and saw people with pitch black eyes and some with barred fangs surrounding Castiel, Dean, and her and Sam.

"Bloody hell? What's going on?!" Bonnie exclaimed, immediately making the connection that some of the people were possessed and the others must be Vampires.

"We found the Demon." Dean said bluntly, keeping an eye on all those surrounding them.

Castiel looked at Bonnie.

"It is time, Bonnie." He said. Bonnie then knew what she was going to do: she was going to walk up to the Demon and take the stone; she didn't know why she was going to do that and she was scared but she somehow knew she had to, or else Sam and Dean and Castiel would die.

"I am just as powerful as God now!" the Demon called Arazocar shouted. Bonnie told Sam to put her down.

"I created these people, these Demons, and these Vampires! I fed them with the blood of mortals! I am their god!" it shrieked in its womanly vessel.

"That would explain the missing people in town." Dean concluded. Bonnie began walking towards the possessed woman, eerily calm on the outside but screaming in terror on the inside.

"Bonnie, what are you doing!?" Sam yelled, worriedly.

"Let her go, Sam." Castiel said, calmly.

"This is what she's supposed to do."

"Cas, look at me and tell me she won't get hurt!" Dean shouted at the Angel.

Castiel looked down.

Bonnie was nearing the Demon and no matter how the Demon screeched at her minions, they would not obey her commands. Dean ran after her but was stopped by the Vampires and Demonic people.

"Bonnie!" he called after her.

Bonnie finally stood before Arazocar and reached out for the stone. The Demon strained but its hand moved into the pocket of her pants and pulled out the Philosopher's stone, shaking as it placed it in Bonnie's hand; as soon as the stone touched her hand the created creatures vanished in wailing screams.

Bonnie grinned nervously.

"Thanks." She said and turned away to return.

"But I am a god! Why can this mortal human just…" Arazocar's voice trailed off as Bonnie turned and glared at her.

"I am the Tabula Rasa." She said in a voice that was not her own. Bonnie turned away again and heard the Demon gasp and also pull something from a small sheath.

Bonnie had walked a foot forward before a piercing pain shot through her from her back. She fell to her knees with a choking gasp and gave a wide-eyed frightened look at Dean who ran towards her screaming something she couldn't hear. Silence surrounded her as racking pain swept through her body. She saw Sam run at Arazocar and Castiel running towards her as well.

Blood dripped from her mouth and down her chin as Dean caught her before she fell over on her side. He pulled the dagger that the Demon had stabbed her with out of her back which sent a shattering wave of agony through her and he picked her up like a child. He held her tightly as Bonnie coughed up more blood and began to shed tears of fear; he dug his fingers into her clothes and pressed his lips to her shoulder as tears came to his eyes. She clung to him tightly thinking, Am I going to die? She shook all over and couldn't make herself stop.

Castiel reached out his arms and hesitantly Dean handed her over carefully, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead, then staring at her face worriedly as a single tear fell down his cheek. Bonnie struggled to smile at him to let him know that somehow she'd be okay. Coughs shook her body violently; she was losing a lot of blood.

"Time to say goodbye, Bonnie." Was the last thing she heard before she dropped the Philosopher's stone and was surrounded by the sound of fluttering wings and by a blanket of black feathers.