-Authors Note: Hope you like it, it isn't the best thing in the world but ratings and comments are greatly appreciated! Chapters will come as fast as I can get them up. There are two femal OC, I dont own any rights to these characters, except for Emily and Sage. Again I hope you like it.

Chapter 1

It was almost 11:00 P.M. Dean paced around the bunker hopelessly, only thinking of the worst. Sam sat at the table researching a case they stumbled upon today, he watched his brother with his hands on his hips going back and forth, it was beginning to aggravate him. Cas also sat at the table, worrying just as Dean was.

It was Emily, she has been gone for two weeks now, hunting shapeshifters in Nevada with an old friend that needed her help. One thing led them to another and they started finding trails of others that were in Utah and then they fell upon a ghost hunt in the more southern part of the state. So she's been busy and she usually calls to check in every night and its been five days, with no word. Not only was he worried, but he also missed her a lot. They all did.

He sighed out of frustration, dug in his pocket to check his phone, even though he knew there would be nothing. He used his thumb to flip his phone up and just as he thought. Nothing. His jaw flexed and he closed the phone.

"Dean you're going to wear a hole in the floor, just sit down." Sam sighed.

Dean walked over to the table and poured himself a glass of whisky. He took a sip and sucked his teeth as the liquid burned down his throat.

"How hard is it to at least send a freaken text message that says, 'I'm okay'?"

"Well, you know, mabey she just got caught up in the job and she call later. She's a big girl, she can take care of herself."

Dean wasn't so sure. It was the job, anything could happen. Anything. Emily hasn't gone off by herself many times since she's been living them (which has been 8 years). Only a few times but it was only for a few days, she's never been gone this long before.

"Sam, it's the job, anything can happen." Castiel butted in, growing more anxious by the minute.

"Took the words right out of my mouth Cas."

Cas didn't respond, he just stared ahead sitting in the chair, arms resting upon the table, hands folded. He was lost with his own thoughts. He looked kinda pissed off.

"Way to be positive guys. Look I'm worried too, but you just cant think like that."

"Yeah. Well. Either one of two things has happened. Either somethings got her and she can't get to her phone or she's dead."

Those words left his mouth before he could catch them, he wasnt totally sure he believed them. Emily is more than capable of taking care of herself, she could be fine. But once those words left his mouth, those thoughts had a new meaning and he believed them now more than anything. He glanced at Sam who was staring at him wide-eyed, Cas too. They were both caught a little off guard by Dean's assumption.

"Jeez dude, way to look at the brighter side." Sam said.

Cas stared down at the table this time.

"I'm sorry, it's just, im worried. You know as well as I do anything could happen. We set rules for a reason. We're suppose to check in every night. Every night."

"Isn't she the one that came up with that rule?"

Yes. But what does that matter? She came up with it she has to abide by just as they all have to. Dean nodded.

They heard the door opening and the sound echoed through the building once it shut. Footsteps approached and a girls voice carried on through the room.

"You know..." The voice began.

The voice was very familiar. They knew that voice.

"...you guys should really learn how to lock the door..."

She entered the room and they saw who it was.

"...I mean anybody could just...walk in." She leaned against the wall and folded her arms, a coy smile formed on her face. She wore a black leather jacket, red tank top underneath, dark jeans and converse.

Relief washed over all of them. They all looked at her in a state of shock mixed with happiness, of course. Dean was the first to break the silence.

"Emily!" He went over to her and she leaned off the wall, for she knew what was coming next, "You're back!"

She grinned as Dean wrapped her in a hug, lifted her from the ground and spun her around, her long caramel hair flowed in the air. Sam and Cas got up from the table smiling. Dean sat Emily back down and released her. She went over to Sam who was standing with his arms extended wide, smiling.

"You don't write, you don't call..."

Emily laughed and met Sam's embrace.

"Come here you!"

Sam took her in a big bear hug and, like Dean, picked her up but didn't spin her around. When Emily left Sam's embrace, she saw Cas standing to the right of them, also smiling. Her heart leaped at seeing her angel's face. She returned his smile and went over to hug him too. She missed him so much. He always finds a way to make her laugh, even when he isn't trying, Cas just makes her day and with two weeks worth of sleepless, bloody, fearful nights she needed to laugh.
Castiel wrapped his arms around Emily and sighed. She was here, safe, he held her and took her all in, her scent, her soft hair, her breathing on his neck, her gentle touch at the way she held him. Yep it was her. He was so happy that he didn't realize his grip on her was tightening.

"Okay Cas, getting hard to breath here!"

He released her and smiled.

"My apologies,"

She smiled as well, mostly because he was, she hasn't seen that smile in a while.

"I hate to break up the love fest, but... what the hell woman, did you lose your ability to send a text message? You couldn't pick up your phone when we call? Send a post card? Write a letter? Fax us?" Dean impatiently asked.

Emily looked at him, she felt like a child at school being scolded by a teacher, guilt and shame. They all waited for her to answer.

"Right. Angry. Gotcha." She said innocently.

Dean walked closer and folded his arms over his chest. Shrugged his shoulders and looked at her like well?

Emily pulled out an object from the inside pocket of her jacket and handed it to Dean. It was all broken and well destroyed.

"I couldn't because a frigging wraith got hold of my phone and smashed it to dust."

"Wow." Dean replied examining the plastic pieces.

"Wait. Wraiths? I thought you were hunting shifters, with whoever he was?" Sam said.

"Yeah I was but, you know one thing led us to another, which led to another thing and so on," They nodded like they understood, "But I'm back now. I missed you guys so much you have no idea."

"We missed you too," Dean said, with all the sincerity his eyes would allow to show that he ment it, "Sam's cooking skills have been lacking lately," Sam chuckled at the remark.

"It's no worse than yours! I mean who ruins macaroni?"

Dean gave him a 'bite me' look. Emily smiled.

"Well, I see my purpose here now, its nice to know that's all I'm good for."

"You know that's not true, but whenever you can get to that," Dean said, so innocent like.

Oh how she missed her boys. Once Dean finally stopped talking about food, they sat down and talked for an hour or so about their weeks apart, they all laughed and shared their intense hunting stories.
Emily was trying not to show how tired she was, she hadn't had a good talk with her boys in a while, plus they were having a good time. But Cas noticed how tired she looked. When he told her how exhausted she looked and that she should get some sleep, Dean and Sam both agreed it was time to "get some shut-eye" as Dean refered to it. Emily gave them all another hug before they retired to their rooms and they all, again, said how great it was to have her back. Cas decided to stay and "watch over them" since he had nothing better to do at the moment, which Dean knew when Cas said he'll "watch over them", he really ment "watch over Emily", Dean smiled at the thought.
Cas stayed with Emily in her room until she fell asleep, it started to become a habit and one he didn't care to break. Whenever he would tag along on a hunt and they would get a motel, he would sit in a chair in Emily's room while she slept (Dean didn't like the thought of Cas staring at him the whole night in the room with him and Sam). But that didn't make a difference at all, he could have gone some place else and came back in the morning, he wanted to stay with her. Emily was talking to Cas about a movie she's been wanting to see and how she was going to take him to one some day, but her words grew faint because she fell asleep. Cas drew a hair back off her face as he watched her still, sleeping body, it brought him peace and comfort and he thanked his father for bringing her back safe and sound.