YOU BUILD ME UP, YOU BREAK ME DOWN

Dean lay on the floor-face down, cursing out loudly.

"Personal space Cas! How many freaking times do I have to tell you?" Cas cocked his head to one side, puzzled. "I presume I startled you. My apologies Dean." Dean stood up and looked at Cas, "You better have woken me up at 2 in the morning for something good."

"That depends on your notion of good. For example, you might consider..." He trailed off. Dean was staring at him, giving him death looks. Cas decided that it most probably wasn't the best time to discuss Dean's notions of good and bad. "Crowley-He has been spotted."

Dean's agitation at being woken up from his sleep vanished instantly. "Where is he?" Cas moved over to the window and spoke, "South of Wisconsin-An abandoned prison."

"You sure," Dean asked. Cas turned, and the pained look on his face startled Dean. "Cas, what's wr-"

"He has abducted angels. Not a couple but hundreds at a time- Cherubs, Females, Men. No one knew where until...Until yesterday-One of them managed to get in contact with us. It was a sister of mine, by the name of Annabeth. She spoke something about torture...death...Crowley...That's all she could tell before losing contact with us. We were able to trace her location from there. Dean, she means the world to me...all of them. I need to find them and I need your help. Please."

Dean had never seen Castiel so shaken. "Don't worry Cas-I'm here. It's gonna be OK- me and Sammy will come with you. We will rescue your siblings Cas. Just...Just calm down Dude" Castiel looked at him, tears in his eyes, "You have to save her. You have to save all of them. I cannot afford to lose them all too." Dean kept his hand on his back. "You won't lose them Cas. I promise you. Now I'll just give Sammy a call and we'll be ready to go. OK?" Cas meekly nodded. Dean gave him a smile, grabbed his cell phone and dialled Sam's number.

"Come home now Sammy. We're going Crowley-fishing"

"So this is it", Dean said, staring at the building in front of them. Sam glanced up from his laptop and said, "Yup- apparently this was a prison in the early 1980s. There were rumours of it being haunted due to weird death of several inmates. It has now been abandoned for almost 3 decades."

Dean nodded and walked out of the car, opened the boot and took out his bag. "So me and Sam go inside, erase the angel sigils and then we'll roll-OK?" Cas and Sam nodded and Dean entered, followed by Sam.

After killing a handful and demons and erasing all the sigils, Sam and Dean stood in front of a metal door, bearing the words INMATE CELLS AND INTERROGATION ROOM. Sam looked at Dean, unsure of what to do. Dean opened the door and the two of them walked in.

"What the f-"was all Dean could say after seeing the scene in front of him.

There were cells on both the sides of the path. Feathers of numerous colours lay on the floor, all of them stained with blood. Inside each cell was a person, bound by chains. All of them had clearly been tortured. There were gashes all over their bodies. Glancing around the room, the brothers saw angels of various age groups-from grown up men to infants- lying lifeless on the floor of their cells. Some of them where whimpering in low, almost inaudible voices. Dean rushed to the cell nearest to him. A female angel, about 25 years old, was rocking back and forth, repeating an incantation. As she saw Dean approach her, she shrunk back to the wall and pointed to the door at the end of the hallway. "An, Anna, Annabe, Annabeth, Annabeth..."

Dean remembered Castiel's words and ran towards the room, dragging Sam with him. He opened the door and stood there, horrified. A 30 year old woman with long blonde hair was tied to the chair. She has a knife twisted in her forehead and has cuts all over her body. She had tears in her eyes and was staring at the floor. On the floor lay a pair of magenta wings, withering away after having been detached from their rightful owner.

"Well well- look who we have here Annabeth-Guests! Apparently you've got friends in heaven who still remember you. Your little winged friends. Anyways...Hello boys-I've missed you two."

Crowley stood behind them, dressed in black as always, an angel blade in his hand and a smirk on his face. "So moose- how've you been and where is the angel on your shoulders- Where is little Cassie?"

Annabeth looked up, "Castiel-He's here?" Crowley smiled, "You bet he is." At that exact moment, Cas appeared in the middle of the room. He took a second to register what was happening and as soon as he understood, he moved over to Annabeth to free her.

"Oh not so quick there buddy", Crowley growled. He snapped his finger and Sam, Dean and Cas fell back and hit the wall with a loud bang. Dean crashed into the medical cabinet, Sam hit the stairs and Cas landed at Crowley's feet, all of them unable to move. "Ah- that's better now isn't it," smirked the King of hell, looking at the 3 of them with great satisfaction, "Now if you boys will excuse me- I have some important business to attend to"

He moved towards Annabeth, the angel blade in his hand gleaming in the sunlight. "No...Don't ...NO!" Castiel kept on shouting, satisfying Crowley even more.

"Goodbye darling...It was so good meeting you!" he raised the blade up high, malice gleaming in his eyes and a smirk spread across his face. Castiel closed his eyes and kept on shouting in the background and Dean and Sam turned their head away.

"What the hell!"

All 3 of them opened their eyes in unison. Crowley's hand was stuck mid-air and he was unable to move it. Dena and Sam exchanged puzzled looks. Crowley looked stupefied. Suddenly, there was a sound of a door being burst open somewhere far away. Somewhere outside the door, chanting started- quivering voices muttering incantations in unison. "Enochian", said Castiel.

Suddenly Annabeth spoke, "Raised from the realms of darkness, it shall arrive when Evil exceeds its limit and shall be the destruction of vice, of immorality..." She glared at Crowley, "...of you."

"WHO ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? WHO IS IT?" shouted Crowley over the sound of breaking glasses and chanting from outside. The lights were swaying dangerously and everything in the room was shaking. There was a deafening sound- An angel- thought Dean-And that too a damn powerful one.

Annabeth hissed through her teeth at Crowley "You are so dead now."

The door burst open and there was blinding light in the whole room. All of them shut their eyes.

"Glory to God in the highest throne", Annabeth whispered. Dean tried to open his eyes but Cas turned his head in another direction. Dean's eyes fell on a mirror, exactly opposite to the door. He could see Crowley, looking utterly horrified. He saw the outline of a huge pair of wings, the movement of a hand and Crowley disappearing into the light.

Slowly the light faded away. As Dean blinked his eyes repeatedly to adjust to the sudden darkness, he heard a voice.

"Need a hand there Dean?" He looked up and was baffled. He had expected some Michael-ish douche standing in front of him but this was the last thing he expected to see.

"Hey- You gonna sit there all day?", chirped the girl, smirking.