"(Y/N)? (Y/N)?! Wake up!" He turned to Dean, a panicked look on his face.

Dean ran over to your side, keeping his eyes in you the entire time. He puts his fingers agianst your neck to find a pulse, a sigh if relief escaped when he found it, still beating stong. Sam hears his brothers relief and calms down as well, but is still slightly on edge.

"Hey, why do you think she just passed out?" Dean asked, trying to figure out what happened.

Sam gave him a confused look and shook his head "No idea, she seemed just fine an hour ago. Who knows how long she has been unconcious."

"Well she's alive, thats better than nothing I guess. Lets wait a while to see if she wakes up." Dean says, stepping back.

Sam nods and does so as well "Maybe we can find out what happened in one of the books."

"I don't know, it doesn't seem supernatural. If it makes you feel better you go right ahead." Dean pats his shoulder supportively before exitting the room.

Shifting the weight of the bed slightly, Sam sat next to you, brushing a piece of hair out of your face. A small smile creeps onto his face as he leans down and kisses your forhead. 'I wonder what she's dreaming about.' He asks himself as he sqeezes your hand. He examines your face one last time before standing to leave, looking over at you before closing the door.

Hand in hand, you watched the sunset across the horizon with Sam to your right, Dean, Ben, and Lisa to your left. Your conversation flowed easily and calmly, filled with laughter and stories you don't get the chance to hear very often. The sand weaved its way on top of the towel and into your flip-flops. Everyone was equipped in their swimsuits and was sitting on red and white beach towels. Your head was rested softly on Sam's shoulder, his arm around your waist, were your fingers were intertwined. Dean and Lisa were in a similar position, except Ben was sitting between them, so they curled around him.

"Man, I wish we could do this stuff more often huh." You comment happily.

Lisa glances over to you over Deans shoulders "Yea, but with these guy's schedules,it's almost rare we can all get together at all."

"Well you don't complain when I bring home a pay check." Dean smirks, receiving a scornful slap on his abdomen from Lisa.

"I think we should do it more, but me being in school doesn't help either." Ben adds.

"Oh I remember those days, when you had to wait until the weekend to do practically anything. Dang man your making me feel old." You say, earning a chuckle from everyone.

You all stop and smile, watching the sun set. Your moment is stopped when everything around you is paused, like the frame of a movie. Confused, you look at Sam, him frozen in his beautiful smile. Neither Dean nor Lisa reacted to your plea for help. Then the sound of wings comes out from behind you. Five unrecognizable angels now stood behind you.

"Hello (Y/N)." The front male said sweetly.

"Who the hell are you? What happened to them?" Gesturing to your family, you stand.

"They have been... paused. It's only going to be long enough for us to talk."

"Talk? About what?" Now you were thoroughly confused.

" (Y/N) Singer, you are the next in line to be the profet."

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Ohhhhhhhhhh now we are getting somewhere.