Sara: This is a crossover fic, so be warned.

Soul: Damn this Bitch to hell for me, will ya? I hate being in her stories! (Gets grabbed from behind, a cloth covered his mouth, causing him to fall into a deep Sleep!)

Sara: Ignore him please. Sorry about not updating. I'm dealing with a lot of Bull Shit right now. REVIEW!

Sara: Also, I know it's not my best work, but it's 3:45 in the morning, the computer is acting up, and it's been hours since I've had sleep (Couldn't fall asleep!), so don't be to mean about how fast the plot is going or grammar. (I HATE GRAMMAR!) Thank you!

They were tall, much taller than her. Both of them were running, as something came after them, gaining ground. She tried to shout out to them, to help them, but it was like she was paralyzed, unable to move or scream. All the sandy haired girl could do was watch, as the infamous brothers were murdered! Then she woke up.

Maka Albarn shot upward in her bed, her sandy colored hair frazzled, green eyes bloodshot, and her mouth, open in a silent scream. Then she realized where she was, in her bedroom, safe and far away from IT! The teenaged Scythe meister shuddered at the thought, then remembered that today was a school day, and groaned.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me!"

Maka heard a growl coming from the hallway, so she got up, and opened her bedroom door. Her partner, Soul Eater was walking towards her, his face blank.

"Maka," He began, and she sighed.

"Yes Soul?" She countered.

"Your wavelength was going berserk. You okay or what?"

"I'm fine. I just had a nightmare about… some old friends of mine." She said quickly, trying to get off the subject fast.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Nope! I just want to go get ready for school. We've got two more days left before it's over, and I really can't wait to go to the beach!"

Soul accepted her answer, deciding not to argue with his stubborn meister. Then he smirked. He'd honestly never seen Maka so eager to have school end. In fact, even Spirit has said that she hadn't been like this in years.

Maka stood in front of the Academy, her thought traveling to the brothers in her dream. Normally, she didn't dream about them or their profession, and the last time she had, her dream almost come true. As she mentally shook herself, her friends were giving her extremely concerned looks. Tsubaki decided to ask what was wrong as everyone slowly walked to class.

"Maka-Chan."

"Yeah?"

"Is something wrong? You don't seem yourself."

Maka smiled brightly at everyone, and they all noticed how forced it looked. Black Star felt a pit of dread begin in his stomach. He'd seen that smile before, from his childhood. It still made him feel as if the world had ended.

"Of course I'm fine, Tsubaki. Seriously, I was just thinking about when the next book of the 'Heros of Olympus' book series. It's driving me crazy, because I hate cliff hangers."

Patty snorted on the other side of the enchanted sword. Even she could tell Maka was lying, which was pretty bad. Black Star, who had been walking at the head of the group, turned around swiftly and stared directly at her.

"Maka, even Patty and I can know something is up. You might as well spit it out!"

Maka was about to say something when her cell phone started to ring.

Carry On My Wayward Son

There'll Be Peace When You Are Done

Lay Your Weary Head To Rest

Don't You Cry No More

As she pressed the answer button, her blood was slowly draining from her face. Only five people had that exact ring tone, and she hadn't seen them in almost four years. Everyone saw her face and watched her cautiously.

"Hello?"

"S.J., it's me. We got a problem!"

"Uncle Bobby! What's wrong?"

Soul was especially surprised at his meister's words. Maka didn't normally talk about her family, so the fact she had an uncle was certinatly a surprise

"It's those stupid ijidits. They're in real trouble, S.J. You get out of school soon, right?"

"Yeah, in two days. Is the line secure?"

"I don't know, but it doesn't really matter right now. Listen, tell Lord Death that I need your help. I've also got some bad news your gonna want to hear in person. Come to my house as soon as possible."

"Fine! What bad news?"

"S.J. pleas,"

Maka cut him off.

"No, God Dammit Bobby! Tell me now!"

Kid narrowed his eyes, whatever was going on, it wasn't good. Maka normally didn't curse.

"Saddie Jean,"

"Don't you use my first name, Bobby Singer! Tell me now or I swear on Aunt Mary's soul I will personally make your next 5 years on this planet a living Hell!"

Bobby sighed, knowing full well he was going to regret this.

"John's Dead, Maka. He's gone."

Maka suddenly couldn't breath. She dropped to her knees, phone clutched tightly in her hands. Soul bent down next to her, afraid at her reaction. He put his arm around her, and she jumped into his embrace sobbing. Everyone exchanged looks. It was really bad news.

"H-he-'s g-gone! H-he promised l-liar!"

Her partner responded gently, trying to calm her a little.

"Who's gone?"

She hiccupped, and the rest of her cries got stuck in her throat. She swallowed them and shook her head. Maka stood up in one swift motion and put her cell up to her face.

"I'll be there before midnight. You better have some mother fucking answers for me. Do they know?" Her voice cracked, and her eyes were still full of unshed tears.

"Yeah, they do. They'll be here tomorrow. Be careful S.J."

"Bye."

She turned to face her confused friends and gave them a weak, so very fake smile.

"I need to speak to Lord Death. After that, you guys can stay here. You can't come with me. It's not a mission, just… something else."

With those words, she walked quickly toward the Death Room, everyone close on her heels, totally and unprepared for what they were heading into and all words of protest and concern were ignored.

Sara: Sorry for those of you who haven't read up top. This is a crossover fic.

Soul: In all honesty, she's not sorry at all. She likes having her readers confused and upset.

Maka:Maka Chop! (Hits her partner with extremely huge and evil book that came out of thin air!)

Sara: Thanks! I love it when my favorite female characters stick up for me!

Bobby: (Mumbles under breath) These Damn Idjits!

Sara and Maka: (Both giggle at the grown man's choice of words)

Sara: IDJITS! I love that word!

Sara's Best Friend: (Slaps Sara upside the head) Poor, poor blonde. (Laughs in an evil way)

Black Star: I AM THE MIGHTY BLACK STAR! BOW DOWN TO THE MAN DESTINED TO SURPASS GOD! HA HA HA HA!

Bobby: What the Hell?

Sara, Maka, and Sara's Best Friend: Ignore him! That's just the way he is.

Maka: DaveyStorm991 Does not own Soul Eater.

Sara's Best Friend: Nor does She own 'Carry On My Wayward Son' By Kansas.

Bobby: She also does not own Supernatural, which is what this story is crossovered with.

Sara: Please Review!