"What do we do now Sammy?" Dean asked as he they drove thru the night, not exactly sure of where they were heading just so long as they were heading somewhere.

"Sammy?" Dean questioned when his brother didn't reply

"Sorry, what?" Sam forced himself to pay attention.

"I said what do we do now?"

"I don't know Dean, I wish I did"

"Ok I'll say it" Dean ventured after a few more minutes of silence "It wasn't your fault you fell off the wagon Sammy. It was famine and you did the right thing by telling me"

"It didn't help though did it? We playing right into famines hands"

"We weren't to…holy crap!" Dean swerved just in time narrowly missed the girl crouched in the middle of the road.

The two of them pulled up and leapt out of the car.

"What the hell?" Dean demanded

"I think she's hurt" Sam reasoned "Hey are you ok?"

"Careful Sam it might a trick"

Sam continued to walk towards the girl ignoring his brothers warning "Hey its ok we're here to help, what happened?"

He knelt down beside the girl who looked to be in her late teens or early twenties as she held her legs closer to her body and looked up at Sam. Her long black hair clung to her bloodied arms and her piercing green eyes were consumed with fear.

"I don't want to go back" She cried "I don't want to do it, I want to be good, I want to good" she wept

"Hey it's ok" Sam reached out for her hand "We won't hurt you, can you tell us your name?"

She thought for a few seconds "I don't know" then a look of panic washed over her face as she gasped "but I know this, the world is coming to an end and we're all going to die"

Dean stepped forward to ask what she meant but the girl's body began to shake and eyes rolled back.

"She's having a seizure; we have to get her to a hospital Dean"

"Cas! Get your angelic ass here right now" Dean snapped from beside the girl's hospital bed.

He and Sam had been here for over four hours now. The first two hours had been filled with her screams. After the nurses had cleaned up her physical wounds she had literally screamed and wept herself to exhaustion before falling into a restless sleep.

Dean heard a familiar sound behind them "about time Cas" he muttered but his complaint was ignored as Cas nudged the brothers aside and took hold of the girl's hand.

"Thank goodness, it's really her, I can't believe it" his voice was full of emotion which was unusual for Cas but more unusual than that was the single tear that ran down his cheek

"Is this a friend of yours Cas?" Sam asked unable to hide the confusion on his face.

"I thought she was dead, four of my brothers died looking for her, the last I heard Lucifer had her but nobody could get to her"

"So this is good news, she's alive and obviously Lucifer doesn't have her but do you mind telling us who she is?" Dean questioned.

"My apologies" Cas finally turned his attention to Sam and dean "This is my sister"

"Your sister" Dean repeated "I don't suppose you know what she was doing in the middle of the road"

"I don't know, Maybe Lucifer let her go, or she escaped somehow" Cas guessed.

"Cas when you say Lucifer had her, does that mean she was in hell?"

"That's a strong possibility" Cas

"So if Lucifer let her go he wants to use her against us and if she escaped how did she mange it?" Dean stepped forward and lifted one of her bandaged hands and been to unravel the bandages.

"What are you doing?" Cas began to object

"Look" realised where Dean was going with this "half the skin from her hand is gone like it was scrapped away and her fingernails are gone"

Cas caught on "you mean to say she clawed her way out of hell"

"I don't think they let her go Cas" Dean rested his hand on his friends shoulder as another teardrop fell down his cheek.