Chapter 1

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The young woman threw off the covers and jumped out of bed. Swinging her hips she made her way to the bathroom. Shook me all night long is blaring through the entire house. 6:30 in the morning and the redhead is brushing her teeth, her hair is wrapped in the towel. The song is on repeat and her hips are still swinging to the rhythm of the song. She is even singing along. Out of key, but singing along.

Cause the wall started shaking,

The earth was quaking,

My mind was achin',

And we were makin' it and you

Shook me all night long

She used her hairbrush as a mic and pointed to the mirror.

Yeah you, shook me all night long.

She tied her curly ginger hair in a ponytail. Put on her sneakers, grabbed her bags, her keys and locked the door behind her. She got in a car, buckled up, revved the car, backed away in the alley and started the radio. But instead of hearing music, she heard voices. Well, just one voice that she now knew pretty well.

For months she has been hearing it. At first, she had thought she was going crazy until the day a man just appeared in her car. When the voice came for the first time, she was surprised, horrified and terrified. So, she ignored it at first and turned off the radio everytime the voice would come on. And then the television started to act weirdly. She would watch her favourite program and it would just cut off and noises would appear in screen and she could hear the voices again.

She was scared and really thought that she lost it. The radio and the television would be just switched off for the rest of the day. She didn't even dare to use her computer in fear that it would act up. When this man just appeared in her living room, one evening, she really thought that it was the end.

"Good evening, Emmanuelle!" The man smiled at her.

She would have screamed but she froze instead. Fear has spread through her body and she couldn't think clearly anymore. Plus he called her, Emmanuelle. No one has ever called her that. People always thought that her name was too long, mouthful. They either called her Emma or Nell, most of the time but never have they call her, Emmanuelle.

"I'm Camael." He continued. The man has got black hair, blue eyes and wore a leather jacket.

"What…? How…?" Emma stammered not fully understanding how this man could be in her living room while she was locked in. She found in some place deep within her the strength to move. She made her way to the nearest table and grabbed the first thing that she got her hands on. It was a small lamp. Holding it like she was about to strike him.

"I know it might be surprising." He started walking towards her.

"Surprising?" She couldn't help but shriek. "You just popped into my house. Out of thin air."

"Don't be so dramatic." He scoffed. "Angels do that all the time."

"I'm sorry, what? Angels?" She frowned.

"Yes. Angels of the lord. This is what I am." He said proudly. "Those voices you heard on that radio of yours that was me reaching out to you. But you ignored my calls."

"I had every right to. I thought I was going crazy." She countered.

"Never mind that. I'm here to deliver a message." He announced to her. "Dean Winchester is saved and it's time for you to come into play." And he just disappeared.

There was several encounters after that one. Encounters in which, he explained her everything about the oncoming apocalypse, the 600 seals and the 66 ones that Lilith has to break to bring the apocalypse and released Lucifer. Emma listened without saying a word. There was a part in her brain that told that he couldn't be telling the truth. That he was just a hallucination and another part that told her that he was telling the truth and he was very much real. She listened that part of her brain. Against her better judgement, she did.

He told her that she had a mission. A mission she swore to accomplish in another life. Stopping the apocalypse but more importantly a fratricide. And it all started at the creation of the world when God has created Mankind. He asked his children to love Man more than they loved him but some of them disagreed. Being jealous of Mankind. They tried to overthrow God. Therefore they have been banished from Heaven into Hell. Two brothers were at odds, then. The one that obeyed blindly and the one that rebelled against his father. And Emma swore there and then she would stop this stupid war between the two brothers. Because this war will bring Man's downfall.

According to Camael, Emma was already there when it all happened but she couldn't believe him. He was mistaken her for someone else. She couldn't possibly be there when God created Mankind. Since she was born 26 years ago and not a millennium ago. Needless to say that she was confused and in very much need of answers.

She exhaled deeply and turned off the radio. "Can you just pop in and not play with my radio?"

"There would be the fun in that."

"Dumbass." She replied.

"What are you still doing here?" He asked her.

"I have a life to live, Cam." She answered annoyed. "I have no business with this Winchester. I don't care about him."

"I'm not asking you to. You have a mission." Camael replied. "Emmanuelle, you are the first one and you made it your mission to stop it."

"Ah yeah!" She scoffed. "You made a few references to the First one. Care to explain what does that mean? I'm the first one what?"

"You're not ready to hear the truth." Cameal replied calmly.

"I'm not ready or you don't want to explain." Camael remained silent. "So, you can't explain to me what the first one means and you tell me to stop the apocalypse, whatever that is." She turned to him briefly. "Useful much. Look, I don't know why I'm even listening to you because you just appeared in my car and that's pretty creepy. But don't expect me to just up and go find some guy that I'm supposed to help because he was pulled out of hell by angels."

"And you are going to do just that." Camael said. "Emma, you are the first one and you are the only one who can help them."

"Them?"

"The Winchesters." He simply answered. "Dean and Sam Winchester. But for now, Anael needs your help. Angels and Demons are after her. Demons want her alive and Angels want to kill her."

"Why? And who is she?"

"She fell voluntarily. She wanted to live a human life, losing her grace in the process." Camael explained. Just like me, Emma thought. Even though she didn't know where that thought came from. "She goes by the name of Anna Milton. She's in a psychiatric hospital. Connor Beverley Behavorial Medicine Center. That's where you'll find her. And be quick." Camael popped out of her car.

"Does he really expect me to go there?" She questioned the emptiness of her car. "I can just drop everything and go there, can I?" Emma turned the wheel to the right and drove back to her house. "I'm probably crazy. I must be."

Emmanuelle Williams is petite woman, curly red hair, and brown eyes with freckles on her face. She is a French teacher in a high school, has been for two years. She has no family, no parents and never asked questions about that. She had never been curious about it like any other children would. She just figured that if her parents didn't want her when she was a kid why would they want her now? So, she never wondered or try to understand why they didn't want her. And for the most part she didn't remember much of her childhood. It's a blur, almost a mystery to her. All she knew is that she grew up in an orphanage, that she never got adopted. That she has been alone all her life. She had friends but they weren't really friends. They were more strangers than friends. Never been able to trust anyone.

She didn't know why she was listening to this Camael, why she believed him. She didn't know why she listened to him but she wanted to know more. More about those Winchesters, about her supposed mission and most of all, more about the First one she was supposed to be. It was crazy, she knew it but she couldn't resist she had to. Something told her that she had to.

She packed a few things, the essentials. Called the school said she would be absent for a few days. Made a quick research on the Medical center. Noted down the address and set off. She got nothing much on Anna Milton. She would had to play smoothly and smartly if she wanted to find more information about this girl. She didn't even know what she was going to say at the hospital to convince them to let her see the girl. For the moment, she just drove not thinking too much about it.

She made a quick stop at a dinner on the way, took a quick lunch and went back on the road. It was a two days drive for her. When the hospital finally came into view, she felt nervous. It wasn't the act of lying that made her nervous. She was actually nervous because she was going to meet Anna Milton. Which was completely ridiculous since she doesn't even know the girl.

"Excuse me, I'm here to see Anna Milton. Is it okay or even possible for me to see her?" Emma stammered timidly.

"Who wants to see her?" The nurse at the desk asked her in a monotone voice.

"I'm one of her friends from school. I heard she was here. I came as soon as I could." Emma lied smoothly. Even surprising herself.

"Well, miss…" The nurse paused not knowing her name.

"McCarthy." Emma lied again.

"Well, Miss McCarthy; the visit hours are over. Come back tomorrow. You'll have to talk with her doctor first to see if she can received any visitors." The nurse explained gently.

Emma deflated, she knew it was late. She didn't really believed that she could see Anna. So, she had to find another way to see the girl. The phone at the reception desk rang at this exact moment providing her some kind of distraction. She heard someone cleared her throat, Emma turned her head to the right. Camael was standing right there in the corridor. She threw a last glance at the nurse before walking towards Camael.

"Why couldn't you just magically get me in?" She hissed at him as he grabbed her arm.

"Where would be the fun in that?"

"Again, dumbass." She deadpanned. "Do you know where she is?"

"Yes and we have to act fast. There's already a demon on her track."

"A demon, here?" She asked in a hiss.

"Walk faster." That's all he answered.

Their pace quickened to the point where they were actually running through the corridor. They stopped abruptly when they heard a crashing noise. They looked at each other briefly and rushed in the direction of the noise. They came face to face with a young woman with auburn hair dressed in a white shirt and blue pants. The woman was about to turn away and run in the other direction but Emma grabbed her arm before she could.

"Anna?" Emma asked. Anna looked at her with wide eyes. Emma took this as a yes, she is Anna. "I'm here to help." They heard footsteps in the corridor coming from behind Anna.

"Go with her. I'll take care of it." Camael told Emma. "Go!" He said again when he saw she made no movement.

Emma nodded at him and pushed Anna in front of her. There was a door at the end of the corridor to their left. The stairs led to the underground parking lot. Emma opened the door and dragged Anna behind her. They ran down the flight of stairs and reached the parking lot within minutes. Emma has a tight grip on Anna's hand and they ran out of the parking lot to get to her car that was parked in front of the hospital. They got into the car and Emma left the parking lot as fast as she could.

"Alright, Anna, I'm Emma." She introduced herself to the girl. "Trust me, okay."

"You are the first one." Anna said in awe.

"So, I've been told." Emma sighed deeply. She was thinking about a place where she could take the girl where Demons won't be able to find her.

"You have been awoken. You're here to help." Anna continued. "That's what Camael thinks. He talks to me sometimes."

"He talks to you." Emma frowned her eyes still on the road.

"Not really, I just hear him sometimes in my head. Along with the others."

"The other angels? You can hear them too?"

"Yes."

"That's why they locked you up because you can hear their voices." Anna nodded. "Okay, we'll talk about this later. First we're going to lay low and find a place to stay."

"I know a place." Anna said.

"Well, lead the way."

"My dad is a Deacon church." Anna said as an explanation as they both stepped in the church. "We should be safe here."

"We should probably rest for now and tomorrow will improvise."

"Why are you helping me?" Anna suddenly asked her.

Emma stared for a few seconds before answering. "Honestly, I don't know." Emma shrugged. "Get some rest, Anna."

Anna slept on a couch that was in the attic while Emma stood watch. She couldn't sleep. Thinking about Camael that has stayed behind to cover for them. About the fact that this girl Anna actually exists and that Demons do exist. It was too much for her to accept. She has a hard time to wrap her head around all of this. Plus, she had to worry about Anna. Keep her safe for as long as she can and Emma didn't know if she was up to the task.

The only person she had ever taken care of was herself. Not even a stray dog or a cat, she only had to worry about herself. So, worry about this woman was new to her. Hell, even worrying about Camael's safety was new to her. A restless night for her. Long and restless.

"Put this on." Emma told the girl throwing her some clean clothes. "I'm going in town real fast. Grab something for us to eat. I'll be quick."

"Emma, no!"

"Anna, it's gonna be okay. I won't be long." Emma reassured the girl. "Plus you're safe here. I promise I'll be back."

And Emma did as she promised. She went into the first grocery store and grabbed pack of chips and something for them to drink. Bought a new pair of shoes on the way and went directly back to the church. Anna stood in front of the large window. She turned around to face Emma.

"You're back." Anna smiled.

"Told you, I'll be." Emma smiled back.

And this has been their routine for four days. They kept a low profile, hiding in the church. Four days without hearing from Camael. Emma was growing fond of the girl day by day. Anna was compassionate, kind and there was this air of innocence about her that Emma liked. She didn't know why she was helping the girl really. She didn't even she had it in her to help anyone. Step up and do something good.

Anna told her things she already knew. Things that Camael already shared with her, the seals, Lilith, Lucifer and the apocalypse. And most important thing, Dean Winchester is saved. Emma knew then and there that she got himself involved into something big. Something bigger than she would ever be possible to imagine.

Everything was fine up to their fourth day at the church. This day the ramble of a car engines could be heard. Emma looked briefly through the window. She saw a black car parked right in front of the church. She grabbed Anna immediately and hid with her behind a furniture, holding an iron bar. She almost slapped herself after she realized that she hid right behind some stain window. She tightened her grip on the bar and kept Anna behind her.

Through the stain window, she could see two tall men stepped in the room with guns in their hands. Apparently, she wasn't the only one to see them. The tallest pointed his gun to them, nudging his partner. He then put back his gun into his waistband.

"Anna?" The second man followed his example. "We're not gonna hurt you, we're here to help." Emma and Anna remained hidden not moving. "My name is Sam, this is my brother Dean."

The name were familiar to Emma and to Anna to, it seemed as she replied. "Sam? Not Sam Winchester."

They looked at each other briefly something akin to surprise crossed their face. "Uh-yeah."

Anna stepped out of their small hiding place before Emma could stop her. Emma followed her, though. Still holding her iron bar. "And you're Dean. The Dean?"

The shorter of the two answered her. "Well, yeah…the Dean…I guess." He answered a bit smugly.

"It's really you." Anna started to move towards them but Emma grabbed her hand. Not trusting the two men whoever they were. Winchesters or not. That didn't stop Anna from talking. "Oh, my God, the angel talk about you. You were in hell, but Castiel pulled you out and some of them think you can help us." Then she turned unsure towards Sam. "And some of them don't like you at all. They talk about you all the time lately, I feel like I know you." Anna continued.

Dean seemed to have finally noticed Emma who was still holding onto Anna. "And you are?"

Emma hesitated for a few seconds. She could have just not answered them but considering the situation and the fact that Dean Winchester does exist. She answered him. "Emma. And like you I'm here to help." She said letting go of Anna.

"You said they talk about us. Can you hear them?" Sam asked before Dean could aske further questions to Emma.

"Yeah, they talk and sometimes I just hear them in my head." Anna replied.

"Like…right now?" Dean questioned her.

"Not at this second, but a lot, and I can't shut them out there are so many of them."

"So they lock you up with a case of the crazies when really you were just tuning into to angel radio?" Dean retorted.

"Yes, thank you." Anna said somehow relieved that finally someone understood her.

"Anna, when did the voices start? Do you remember?" Sam asked her.

"I can tell you exactly, September 18th." Emma looked at Anna stunned. She had never thought to ask this question. September 18th was also the day where Camael first appear to her.

The two brothers looked at each other. "The day I got out of hell." Dean said to Sam.

"First words I hear, clear as bells: "Anna continued. "Dean Winchester is saved." Emma said with her.

Both brothers looked at her. "I got that message too. Same day as her." Emma explained quickly.

"What do you think?" Dean asked his brother.

"It's above my paygrade man." Sam scoffed.

"Well, at least now we know why the demons want you so bad. They get ahold of you, they can hear everything the other side's cooking, you're 1-900-angel." Dean laughed nervously.

"Angels want her too." Emma put her two cents in.

"Why are they looking for her?" Sam asked Emma when someone burst in.

"You got the girl. Good, let's go." A small brunette said as soon as she stepped in.

Anna stepped back. "Oh! Her face!"

The girl's face was horrifying to Emma, it was rotten, black. Half of her jaw was missing. She didn't know how she knew but she knew this girl was a demon. The eyes of the girl turned pitch black before going back to normal. "You work with a demon. I thought you were here to help?"

"She's helping us." Sam assured to Emma.

"Don't be so sure." Dean muttered.

"We have to hurry." The she-demon said.

"Why?"

"Because a demon's coming big timer and we can fight later Dean." She replied.

"Well, that's pretty convenient, showing up right when we find the girl with some big wig on your tail." Dean countered.

"I didn't bring him here. You did."

"What?"

"He followed you from the girl's house. We gotta go now."

Emma moved to grab her bag in the corner but stopped dead in her tracks. The statue of Mary were crying blood. She then felt someone grabbed her right arm and pulled her in the back of the room. It was Sam. He opened a closet and pushed both Anna and Emma in, ordering them to not move from there.

The voice were now muffled to the two women. They did not hear the conversation on the other side, they did not hear clearly the fight that was going on. She-Demon pulled the door of the closet open and grabbed Anna. Emma pushed her away from the girl and the Demon glared at her.

"We don't have time for this." The demon told her. "We gotta get outta here, now."

"We at least agree on that but I'll handle Anna and you lead the way." Emma said taking Anna's hand. "But if it's a trap…" Emma did not finish her sentence but the threat was there. She didn't know what she would do to the demon, she doesn't even think she had the powers to hurt the demon but she'll protect Anna at any cost.

She followed the Demon out of the church, Anna's in tow. The three women didn't say a word. They crossed the room quickly while the two brothers fought the demon that came for Anna. Emma didn't where the she-devil were leading them and even thought she didn't trust her. She has to recognize that she was helping them so far.

"So, what's your name?" Emma asked her after a while.

"Ruby." She replied quickly. "Yours?"

"Emma."

"How did you find Anna?"

"Through my Shadow Broker." Emma simply answered. "Where are you taking us?"

"A small cabin near the woods." Ruby replied.

"What about Dean and Sam?" Anna asked her. "How are they going to find us?"

"I'll find a way." Ruby promised. "Let's get you safe first."

It was slowly getting dark outside. Ruby seemed sincere and yet, Emma didn't want to trust her. She did everything she could to keep Ruby as far away from Anna as possible.

It was completely dark outside when they reached the cabin. Anna and Emma stepped in after Ruby and shortly after telling them that she was going to tell Sam where they were her body dropped on the floor as a black smoke got out of her body.

After the day she just lived, she didn't even flinched at the black smoke or got scared by it. Neither was Anna. It was just the two of them, sitting in this cabin waiting for Ruby to come back and waiting for the Winchesters. And still no news of Camael.

Emma didn't even know why she cared about the angel so much or why she cared about Anna so much. She just knew that she cared and it scared her. More than anything else. More than the demons, more than discovering that the apocalypse was close. She sat sighing tiredly. She rubbed her face and tried to wrap her head around the events of the day. But she felt as if she was living in dream. That none of this was true and yet it is. It was.

Few hours later Dean and Sam joined them in the cabin. Dean asked them both if they were okay. Anna answered she was okay, that Ruby was different from the other angels while Emma nodded tightly. And then there was this weird awkward exchange between Dean and Ruby.

"Hey, Sam, you think it's safe to make a quick call? Just to tell my parents I'm okay." Anna asked Sam. "They must be completely freaked." Ruby, Dean and Sam all looked at each other. Emma looked at them crossing her arms over her chest. "What?"

Sam exhaled a deep breath and sat down next to her. "Anna…um…your parents."

"What about them?" Anna asked him.

"Look, I'm sorry." Sam said.

And he didn't need to say more as Anna understood what he meant and so did Emma who went at Anna's side. Anna started to cry, and rock back and forth holding her head in her hands. Emma rubbed her back gently. Even though, she didn't understand how the girl felt for losing her parents. Emma doesn't remember losing anyone she cared for she has never cared for anyone. Except for Anna and maybe Camael.

Anna suddenly straightened up, gasping. "They're coming." The lights flickered over their head.

"Back room." Dean instructed. Emma got up and took Anna by the shoulders and pushed her in the back room.

"Stay here!" Emma said to Anna before turning to the doors. Anna gripped her hand. "I'll be back. I promise."

"It's not demons. It's angels." Anna replied.

"I'm not scared of them." Emma retorted. "I'll be back."

She got out of the room as the door flew open. A gust of wind entered in the room and was followed by two men. One man in a trench coat with a blue tie and the other with a black suit. The one in the trench coat was Caucasian and the second one was African American.

"Please, tell me you're here to help. We've been having demon issues all day." Dean asked them.

"I can see that." The black suit angel answered fixing Ruby. "You want to explain why you have that stain in the room?" Dean looked at her and then at Sam about to come up with an excuse but the trench coat angel spoke first.

"We're for Anna." He said.

"Here for her, like…here for her?" Dean asked.

"Stop talking. Give her to us." Black suit said and Emma decided that she didn't like him.

Emma stepped between the two angels and the three people she has practically spent the day with. "We're not gonna do this. I won't let you kill her."

First chapter of y rewriting of my fic named "My life with the Winchesters." I really hope you liked this first chapter. Don't hesitate to tell me what you think.