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Part 1:
Two Years Later
Alliance, Nebraska

"Bobby I checked the morgue. There's nothing - the vic scratched her own brains out. Literally." Kae adjusted her hold on her cell as she ripped the fake press badge from her blouse and reached into her purse for her keys. "You sure Dee was right?"

"I told you exactly what she told me, Kae." Bobby sighed. "Look she ain't what she used to be. From what I hear, she lost it shortly after your step -"

"You know not to use that word with me." Kae pulled her car keys from her purse and unlocked her car. "Danny was the only father I ever knew."

"I know."

"You have any leads on that?"

"Nope. 'S far as I can tell, all silent."

"Son of a bitch."

"Look, one thing at a time, alright?" She heard Bobby go silent for a moment, and then, "Work this case, see if something turns up on the wraith. If not, kill whatever evil bastard is there."

She sighed.

"Bobby, not all supernatural things are evil. I would know."

"Yeah, you would. Call if you need anything."

"Yeah...sure. Thanks."

She ended the call and tossed the phone onto the passenger seat.

"I'm not doing this to her, Dad - it's for Aiden - for Layla -"

"All you're gonna do is get yourself killed."

Kae glared at Danny and turned back to the suitcase she'd been trying to pack.

"I'm a good hunter. Ask Gordon."

"That son of a bitch almost got you killed over a vampire," Danny retorted. "He's insane."

"He used me as bait - with my permission. If I recall, I severed that thing's head in record time."

"You almost got turned." he pointed out. "Kae. Look, I - Just hold off okay? Max isn't in a good place right now. Aiden and Layla are dead - you need to think about this."

"I saw their bodies. I know what killed them. I can do this."

Danny let out a long sigh. "I know...but you need to put this aside. For your mom, okay?"

She bit her lip, looked from the suitcase to the photo of her as a child with her mother that she kept near her bed.

"Fine."

Kae sighed and slumped back in her chair before taking a sip of her mixed drink - most of her friends would make fun of her for it, but she couldn't stand beer, and only drank wine on special occasions.

"So what's your story?"

Fuck. Another random asshole intent on a round between the sheets had walked up to her table.

"That'd be mine to know and yours to never find out." she said coolly. "I think your girl's waitin' on you." she nodded toward the bar where a girl dressed up in a skimpy pink dress was watching them resentfully.

The man glanced back at his girlfriend, who turned away from them to flirt with the trucker sitting next to her. Then he looked back at Kae, who folded her arms over her chest.

"Get. lost." she ordered. She didn't want to order him, knowing the outcome - but he wasn't really leaving her another option.

She didn't breathe until he'd turned around and walked out of the bar. It almost made her laugh; she should've been a little more specific, sure - but it had worked, thank God.

It really did make her laugh when the girl went running after him, screaming her head off at him to stop.

"Having fun?"

She turned to see a woman with dark red hair staring at her.

"Who's asking?" Kae's smile died and and her laughter faded. Something was off about this woman. When she saw the silver blade slip from the sleeve of the woman's navy coat, her eyes widened. The woman nodded.

"Let's take this outside." she said calmly.

It took a moment, but then Kae found her voice.

"Yeah. Sure."

"You should know better than to use your powers out in the open, Kaelyn."

Kae scoffed, eyes narrowed and leaned against the car parked behind her. The parking lot of the bar was eerily silent, no one in sight.

"You don't get to lecture me - whoever you are - and not that it's any of your business, but I don't use them unless I have another option. I didn't see one that led to a good outcome so I did what I had to." she responded. "Who're you anyway?"

"Anna." the woman said. "But we're not here to talk about me."

"No, of course not. You're here to kill me, aren't you?" No response. "Thought so. Zachariah send you?" Anna nodded. "Okay, so you're an angel too. I'll tell you the same thing I told him: I'm not interested in Lucifer or whatever it is he wants with me. I just want to kill the thing that killed my brother and sister, and live my life."

"I'm sorry, but what you want is of no matter to me, or my superiors." she was silent for a moment. "Are you going to fight me?"

Kae rolled her eyes. "Would you expect anything less?"

"There will be no fighting between the two of you."

Kae frowned and Anna closed her eyes for a moment. A man with dark hair, wearing a tan trench coat over a dark suit complete with a purple tie and white dress shirt had materialized behind Anna.

"Castiel, you're not needed here." Anna said through gritted teeth.

"And you will not harm her." Castiel's eyes flicked to Kae. "I require her assistance."

"Who says I'm going to help you with anything?" Kae protested.

He frowned. "Sam and Dean Winchester, of course."

Kae froze.

Winchester? Oh shit. Shitshitshitshitshit. They were here? If she saw Dean again, she wasn't so sure she could hold back; hearing about him and his brother just made her so angry...but that wasn't the worst of it. If they were sending their lackey or whoever this idiot was to ask for her help, they could possibly have figured her out.

Regardless of whether or not that was true, she made a mental note to make a quick exit after taking both of these idiots out.

Immediately, an invisible force gripped her insides, suffocating her. Her knees slammed into the concrete and she cried out at the resulting pain that shot through her body.

"Anna no!"

There was a bright flash of light, and Kae lost consciousness.

When Kae awoke later, she found herself sprawled across the tacky gray comforter of a bed. She sat up slowly, and tried to clear her head.

"Finally," a familiar voice said, "I was beginning to think she'd sleep forever."

Gun...Need my gun...Winchester...fuck. It wasn't in the back of her jeans like it normally was. Then when she looked around, her stomach twisted uncomfortably as she saw it - in Dean Winchester's hand.

He grinned.

"Hey, Princess."

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