Note: I do not own anything Supernatural blah blah blah. This story will follow from Season 5 to present. I will post a couple chapters to get things going but after that I hope to have a couple reviews to keep me motivated :p

Chapter One: Please Remember

Dani Kettle stood under the steaming hot water of her shower and watched as the blood washed from her skin, circling down the drain slowly. She scrubbed and rinsed the dried blood out of her golden brown, shoulder length hair then turned the taps off and stepped out. She ran her hand over the fogged mirror and looked at the bruises and cuts on her upper body and the black eye he had given her. Memories of the attack came flashing back in her mind…

"I hate you so much you stupid bitch!" He shouted as he kicked her in the gut. She was hunched over on the ground, holding all her built up rage inside. "You can't do anything right! I ask you to look presentable for my friends and I come home with them and you look like shit!" He grabbed her hair and pulled her up onto her feet and spat in her face.

The rage she felt hours earlier ran through her veins once more, she grabbed the top of the tank on the toilet and smashed it into the mirror. She screamed and dropped the topper to the floor and it smashed into pieces alongside the shattered mirror.

Dani walked slowly into the bedroom and dropped her towel to the floor, looking through her drawers for clothing. She pulled out a pair of black nylons, an indigo blue dress that clung to her body and cut off mid-thigh and a black leather jacket. Once she was dressed she grabbed her canvas backpack and pulled out a large chest from under the bed. Dani's brown eyes scanned over a variety of weapons gleaming back at her and shoved them into the backpack then opened a small notebook, searching for the number of an old friend. She ripped the page out and shoved it into the pocket of her jacket, making her way back out into the living room.

"You're worthless! No wonder you're parents just fucking left you, no one fucking loves you. If you killed yourself no one would mourn you!" He continued to shout at her while his hands pulled on her hair roughly, tears spilling out from her eyes. "Look at you, you can't even fight back. You're so weak." He scoffed, kneeing the back of her legs causing her to collapse in front of him again.

She placed the cushions back onto the sofa, flipping them around if they were speckled with blood and brought the broken dishes to the garbage. She was calm and finally at peace in her own home as she made her way around the living room, making it look pristine. Then she looked to the centre of the room and frowned, the blood soaked body laying motionless in the fetal position. She slowly walked over and kicked the body onto it's back and saw her boyfriend's face staring back up at her. Her mind searched to remember how her boyfriend ended up like this but as hard as she tried there was nothing there but emptiness.

"Asshole." She mumbled and kicked the stiff body then headed for the door and closed it behind her. She entered the elevator and stood beside Ms. Brids from the unit down the hall from her.

"Oh dear, what happened?" She asked concern, seeing the shiner on her face.

"Doug." She answered flatly and the old woman shook her head, "You should really call the police dear. I hate seeing your beautiful face all bruised." She placed her hand on Dani's shoulder and gave her a small smile.

"Thanks, but it's all over now." Dani assured her. When the doors to the elevator opened she turned to the old woman and smiled back to her, "Thank you for your concern, maybe I'll see you around one day." With that she turned on her heel and walked out the front door of the apartment building, heading to her car.

She had been driving for hours in the rain when she finally arrived at the location of the house written out on the piece of paper in her pocket. Dani parked the car in the lot full of broken down vehicles and grabbed her bag from the backseat.

Dani stepped out into the rain and ran quickly through the mud, her black combat boots sinking into the ground. She reached the front step, her hair wet and clinging to her face. She rang the doorbell and heard a figure heading towards the door.

When the door opened she stood in shock, looking down at Bobby Singer, trapped in a wheelchair. "Dani?" He called out to her, highly confused by her presence.

"I'm in trouble." She mumbled quietly, the expression on her face blank again when her memories flooded back to her boyfriend laying dead on the living room floor. "I killed someone." She further explained.

"What, like a monster?" He was still baffled.

"No." She sighed, "A person. I killed my boyfriend...I think." She answered and Bobby quickly brought her into the house, shut the door and locked it.

"Are you pullin' my leg Dani?" He harshly whispered to her. He remembered the day she quit hunting, it was the day his close friend, Dani's father, had went missing on a hunt for a Wendigo and when her mother went after him she herself had disappeared. "How can you not know if you murdered someone or not?"

"He was abusive. I had so much rage inside me, I must have blacked out and murdered him. I remember everything up to it then when it comes to his death...my mind is blank." She tried to clarify to her old friend.

"Bobby if you don't mind I would like to have this deal finished with." A raspy voice called from the living room then marched into the foyer. Dani scanned her eyes over the dark-haired man with striking green eyes. He was clad all in black with a silver tie, "Hello darling." He greeted to Dani.

Dani could feel her heartbeat racing, she knew exactly what he was... a demon. "Making deals with demons now?" She scolded Bobby and he just rolled his eyes at her, "Murderin' people now?" He snapped back and Dani shifted uncomfortably.

"Murder. Sounds fun." The demon laughed, moving to stand in front of her, "The name is Crowley. King of the Crossroads." He introduced himself, extending his hand for her to shake. Dani reached her hand out and shook his hand, "Dani Kettle." She responded, a small smile spreading on her face.

"Pleasure to meet you." He grinned, his green eyes locking in a staring contest with her brown eyes.

"The deal is with me Crowley." Bobby groaned and bumped his wheelchair against Crowley's leg. Dani looked down to Bobby and raised an eyebrow, "Wait, you're making a deal with a demon?" She asked. She remembered her parents telling her that was the number one mistake a hunter could make.

"Have you not noticed the apocalypse goin' on around you Dani?" Bobby asked her. Dani shook her head, she honestly had stopped looking for signs of monsters when she walked away from the lifestyle.

"I gave all that up a long time ago Bobby." She sighed. Bobby grabbed a hold of her backpack and opened it up seeing all the weapons inside. "Mmm-hmm. And what are these plastic?" He held up silver blade and wagged it at her.

"I gave it up but I'm not stupid." She huffed, swiping the blade from his hand and shoving it back into the backpack. "Can you help me or not?" She finally questioned, crossing her arms.

"Help from what? The law." He shook his head, "Bad enough I have Sam and Dean constantly in trouble with them, I can't take on another fugitive."

"The Winchesters?" She questioned. She had no idea those two boys were even alive at this point. Dani remembered her father telling her all about the Yellow Eyed demon and how John had sacrificed himself to save the two boys. "Those two knuckleheads are still alive?"

"Those two knuckleheads are tryin' to stop the apocalypse." Bobby corrected her, he would defend those two until his dying day. Hell, he was selling his soul for them at that very moment.

"They should be the one's to stop it. After all, moose started it." Crowley added. Dani rolled her eyes, "Got to love those Winchesters." She grumbled and Crowley smiled at her, "I like you." He laughed, "You're probably the only other person in this world who hates them as much as I do." He explained, giving her a firm pat on the back. "If Bobby won't help you," He trailed off, his eyes scanning up and down her body suggestively, "I guess I can always find room in my busy schedule to protect you." He offered.

"Tempting…" Dani teased and shifted closer to the demon's vessel, "But I don't trust demons, you'd be the one to stab me in my sleep." She stated, leaving Crowley to stand on his own, smiling stupidly to himself, "Smart cookie." He praised.

Dani looked down to Bobby once more but this time with wide, pleading eyes. "Just let me stay," She begged, "I'll earn my keep. I'll cook, clean, do booze runs whatever you need."

Bobby sat and thought long and hard about holding Dani at his house considering she had just murdered another human being. He was worried that she was a target of demonic possession and that's why she did not remember murdering him. He sighed hard, "Two weeks. If they ain't searchin' for you, you're out of here."

"Let's finish our deal Bobby, I'm getting far too impatient waiting on you." Crowley stated with absolute annoyance. Bobby rolled himself into the living room and made the deal with Crowley while Dani waited out in the foyer. When Crowley waltzed back out of the living room victoriously Dani had to laugh to herself, "So did you see fireworks?" She teased.

"Oh yes, it was very magical. Do wish he didn't use so much tongue though." He replied saucily. Dani couldn't help but burst out into laughter. She had seen her fair share of demons in the past but they always seemed like they all had a stick up their asses. Crowley, he was different.

Suddenly the two Winchester's knocked on Bobby's door with a fainting man clinging onto their shoulders. Dani opened the door reluctantly and glared at Dean, "Dean Winchester, how nice to see you." She quipped.

"My favorite mistake. Dani, right?" He responded back with just as much sarcasm.

"Am I missing something here?" Crowley looked back and forth between Dean, Dani and Bobby. Sam rolled his eyes and helped the man onto a couch then looked at his brother and old friend in a stare down. "They used to be...friends…" He enunciated suggestively.

"Can we put this ex-drama behind us. What did you find out from Pestilence?" Bobby asked the two boys. Dean broke his eye contact with Dani and shrugged, "We're a little worried he might have left a bomb somewhere. He said it was too late." He explained.

Dani had no clue what the men were talking about so she left into the living room to grab herself a drink. She skimmed over all the choices of alcohol until she heard that familiar raspy voice behind her. "All garbage." He spat, "Try this." He handed her his glass with a grin. She reached out and accepted the offer and took a sip, her eyes widened with delight at the taste of the aged whiskey.

"This is very good. What is it?" She asked, handing him back his glass. "Glad you have good taste darling. It's Craig, aged at least 35 years." He answered. Dani laughed lightly, "This booze is older than I am."

"How old are you Dani?" Crowley asked curiously as he took a sip of his Craig. Dani blushed slightly, "23." She answered. She witnessed a dark flicker in his eyes that made a shiver run from the top of her spine all the way to her core.

"YOU KISSED HIM?!" They both heard Dean and Sam shout in unison from the other room. Dani nearly spit out the drink she had poured for herself, "Do they not know how deals work?" She asked Crowley who laughed heartily and shook his head, "Dean has made a deal before, Sam has tried. None of my employees will go near them due to this whole mess." He explained.

"I've never made any deals. My parents practically beat me into remembering demons were the worst monster of them all." She grumbled. "We're not all bad." Crowley lied. Dani then cracked up with laughter, "I figure you must have done something awful to become a demon."

"We're all just over tortured souls." Crowley mumbled into his glass before taking a drink. Dean marched into the room and pointed to Crowley, "I don't like her. But you, you stay away from her. No more deals, understand!?" He shouted to him. Crowley raised his hands in surrender, "We were just chatting. Weren't we dear?" He turned his head in the direction of Dani and flashed her a devious smile.

She felt her cheeks flush and the only thing she was capable of doing was slowly nodding her head while her eyes stayed locked with Crowley's. "Yeah well, don't even do that." Dean warned and Crowley took a step further away from Dani.

"Just so you know boys, Bobby's soul hasn't been sold, more like, pawned. You see it's like an insurance policy for me. As long as I hold Bobby's soul you two dumb-dumbs won't kill me." Crowley made clear. "Death is somewhere in Chicago currently and it might be in your best interest to get there before three million people end up dead."

The rain had stopped beating down and Sam, Dean and Bobby had all made their way out towards the Impala to think up a plan on how to get Death's ring. Dani stood beside Crowley further back from the group. She removed her jacket and revealed the thick straps of her indigo dress and a script tattoo written in Enochian on her right shoulder-blade.

"You son's of pleasure…" He read aloud, catching her attention. "A demon that speaks Enochian...that's something new." She smiled to him. He gave her a quick wink, "I'm full of surprises love."

Quickly changing the topic she looked to the Winchester's, "So what exactly are they hunting?" She asked. "The Four Horsemen." Answered Crowley. Dani looked back at him in shock, "The Four Horsemen, like in Revelations?" She questioned again, he only nodded in response. "Excuse me darling." He pardoned himself and joined in on the group.

"Crowley. You're with me. We're going to find death." Dean ordered. Crowley sighed, "If you insist." They discussed that Sam, Bobby and Castiel would be going to the Warehouse to stop the distribution of the Croatoan virus in the vaccinations. Bobby helped Castiel load the truck and the angel began to complain of his lack of powers causing Bobby to become quickly annoyed with the sniveling man.

"Are you bitchin' to me?" He gestured down to his legs and Cas stood frozen in awkwardness. Bobby tossed him one last weapon when Dani walked up to them, "Anything I can do to help?" She placed her hands on her hips and looked into the truck.

"Yeah, stay inside and don't draw attention to yourself." Bobby ordered. Dean looked over to Dani confused, "What happened?" He asked with slight concern. "She may have murdered her boyfriend." Bobby answered for her.

Dean and Sam's eyes widened in unison. The young woman they grew up knowing was the sweetest hunter they knew. She would never hurt a fly but had no issues slaughtering vampires and other spooks. "Was he like possessed or something?" Sam questioned.

"No, just an asshole." Dani answered flatly.

Crowley zapped back into the picture holding a rusty old sickle and handed it over to Dean, "This belong's to death. Rumor has it, it can kill just about anything including Death itself." He turned around to Bobby and furrowed his brows, "Are you just going to sit there?" He asked in a very serious tone.

"Naw, I'm goin' to do a Riverdance." He growled in return. "What a waste of perfectly good legs." Crowley sighed. Bobby wiggled his toes, then his feet. He slowly rose onto his feet and stood, "What? How?" He looked to the demon and he shrugged.

"What can I say? I am an altruist." The King of the Crossroads joked. "Now, I am a very busy man and would like this to be over with, so let's go." He commanded. Everyone remained silent then headed to their respective vehicles. Bobby called Dani over to the van and she complied, "You remember the basics?" He questioned her.

Dani shook her head, "I'm very rusty. All I can remember is holy water and rock salt." She admitted. Bobby gave her a faint smile, "There is a vault in the basement. Stay inside until we get back and don't come out of it for no body." He explained, "Stay safe.." He added.

"You too." She mumbled back. Bobby then stepped on the gas and the van zoomed out of the lot. Dean pulled the Impala up and rolled down the window to speak to her, "If you get time can you read up on the way to open Lucifer's cage?" He politely asked. Dani promised she would then looked to both him and Crowley, "Don't get yourselves killed." She pleaded.

"Don't plan on it." Crowley responded then shot her a smirk. As the Impala drove off Dani found herself alone with her thoughts about her deceased boyfriend. While she walked back to the house a striking pain struck her head and she fell into the dirt, she cried out in pain and squeezed her eyes shut tightly.

Dani had managed to escape him momentarily and she ran into the bedroom and ripped open the nightstand table pulling out a large silver knife. "What are you going to do with that honey? Stab me? I'd love to see you try." He taunted her. "You're so stupid Dani, if one of us is going to die it'd be you." He warned her.

Suddenly she felt his rope snap, an invasion of her senses and she charged at him with the knife firmly gripped in her hand. Doug grabbed her wrist and twisted it, causing her to drop the knife and gave her a punch to her eye. She fell back and hit a glass vase onto the ground and it smashed. She grabbed a large shard of glass and lunged forward, stabbing him in the leg. He cried out and grabbed her hair and yanked hard. Dani withdrew the glass and hammered it down into his back, he hunched over and huddled into the living room, practically fainting from the loss of blood.

"You sonofabitch!" She shouted as she kicked him into the middle of the living room. "My life is a living hell because of you! I trusted you! I loved you!" She cried and brought her knife down into his chest, "Go to hell." She spat at him before seeing his body turn lifeless. Her body felt chilled and began to go limp and she passed out beside him, the rage slowly leaving her body as her eyes closed.

Dani snapped her eyes open and began to pant. She raised onto her feet and ran inside the house, grabbing her backpack and some alcohol she ran into the basement and into the vault. She slammed the large iron door behind her and collapsed in tears onto the floor. It was still unclear to her whether she went crazy and killed him or something had possessed her to do it.

So, here is a long first chapter. Hopefully you all like it. Anywho, as stated before please give me a review if you can just so I have the motivation to continue. Some feedback is always nice whether its good or bad :)