Dean wondered if he had found the guy?
"What is it, Cas? Couldn't find our holy creator?" he asked with a cocky attitude.
"Don't think your life has been..hell. It isn't so easy looking for an angel that's more powerful then the rest of us."
"Well, try being old for a couple days. It isn't easy walking up those stairs and having your brother gamble for your life."
"I see," said Castiel solemnly. "I came here to give you and your brother news.
There is something else that could help us. A human, like your brother. We just
don't know where she is...or what she knows about all this. Sources of mine say
she thinks herself as insane for having these abilties."
"Abilities?" Dean said, wondering what the other meant.
"Almost similar to Sam's."
Dean's face turned serious, not wanting to find this girl anymore.
"If she's a demon, I'll kill her."
Castiel gave Dean a look. "If Sam knew about this, he'd-"
"Know about what?" Sam asked as he walked into the living room of Bobby's house. Bobby was right behind him in his wheel chair.
"Nothing, Sam. Forget it."
"How can I forget something when I don't even know what it is?"
"That's why," said Dean, smirking.
He was now a little annoyed. He thought Dean and him were now in a two-way street relationship, no longer keeping secrets from each other. Dean knew the look Sam had on his face. He probably was going to have to tell him after all, so he just decided to tell him the facts now and not later.
"Castiel told me there's someone else like you. With your abilities...he thinks she can help us find God."
Sam looked at Dean, surprised he actually told him without a fight. Castiel stood there silently.
"What's her name?" asks Sam.
"Isabella Smith," answered Castiel out of habit.
Dean shot Castiel a look of betrayal, but then got over it quickly.
"I don't know where she lives, though. That's the only problem. If I did, I'd go and get her myself."
"Then let's go find her," said Sam.