Shiloh watched Dean tinker with something under the hood of the Impala. Sam had come in once about two hours ago. But after Dean only grumbled a couple of times Sam took the hint and left the elder Winchester to his tinkering. Both Sam and Shiloh knew when something was bothering Dean he would throw himself into either the job or car, and since there was no job Baby was getting all of the attention.

Sam assumed it was Castile that Dean was worried about but Shiloh knew better and that was the part killing her. On one hand her heart broke for him having to choose between his brother and his best friend. On the other hand she wanted to shake him till his head rattled. After everything she had done for him …. The more she thought about that the angrier she got. Shiloh debated her next step carefully. For one thing the last time she broke the rules she almost lost everything. Dean was only so-so at accepting but if she didn't do something he would be past the point of even her help. That and she wanted to give him a piece of her mind.

"Dean," two voices spoke aloud. What she hadn't planned on was Sam coming back in the garage to check on his big brother. Both Winchesters had their guns out and pointed in her direction the moment the sound was out of her mouth. She had been with them so long she could read their silent body language and knew she had to make a decision. Showing herself now would create a lot of questions that would difficult for the older Winchester, but if she didn't the brothers would be wary around here. And she didn't want that for Dean who was just beginning to feel like home.

Sam stepped forward glancing around the room once more and lowered his weapon to hang loosely at his side.

"You heard it too, Sammy."

"Soft.. almost girly?"

An eyebrow raised and a smirk pulled up the left corner of Dean's mouth as he laid the gun on the table. "Something you forgot to tell me, little brother."

Anyone else would have assumed from the remark and putting the gun down Dean had chalked the up the odd noises in an old building and went back to business as usual. But Shiloh knew better after all odd noises were Dean's business. There was still a tenseness to his face and shoulders and movements that Shiloh knew the decision was made for her.

"After all what's one more broken rule, she thought preparing for the inevitable. If she had been human she would taken a deep breath to steady her nerves but she had been around humans for so long it had become habit.

"Dean, Sam," Shiloh said materializing between two cadillacs .

The gun only a moment ago hung loosly at Sam's side was now pointed directly at the new comer. Without looking Shiloh knew Dean was maneuvering to get behind her, similarly armed. She wasn't worried about the guns as they couldn't hurt her and they would allow the boys to feel as if they had the upper hand.

"You have two seconds to tell us who you are and how you got in here," Dean demanded as he advanced on her.

Shiloh didn't concern herself with Dean he wouldn't be a problem in the long run but the angel gathering power inside of Sam needed her attention.

"Dean," the voice said coming from inside Sam.

"Zeke?"

"She is incredibly powerful," the angel replied eyes glowing blue.

Dean nodded and readjusted the grip on the 45 and growled, "I'm not going to ask you again. What are you and how did you get in here?"

Shiloh could feel the power building in Sam as Ezekiel pulled on as much as his weakened state would allow. She realized that if she didn't do something soon Sam was going to get hurt. But this angle had righteously angered her. "I wouldn't Ezekiel. After all the only reason I haven't banished your cowardly ass is you really are trying to help. "

She could almost feel the confusion radiating off of Dean and the moment confusion turned to fear in the angel. "Don't tempt me with as weak as you are it wouldn't take much and after what you did to Castile and Dean, I am more than willing. Now go to sleep and don't come back up until I tell you, you can. I have introductions to make and I don't feel like repeating myself for Sam's benefit or watching Dean lie to him again."

She saw the fear pass behind those electric blue eyes just moments before the power dissipated and confusion filter in the humans eyes. While she had been talking to Ezekiel , Dean managed to get close enough the barrel touched the redheads temple.

Dean was out of his depth here. The building was warded to protect from everything so how did this thing get in here. On top of that she faced down an angel and a gun to her head without flinching.

Shiloh wasn't going to tell Dean to put down the gun. It would be like telling a fish not to swim, it just wasn't going to happen. "I am Shiloh."

"Well Shiloh, that's who you are not what you are," Dean ground out between clinched teeth.

"She's a reaper, Dean."

Shiloh had to give the younger Winchester credit he was quick on his feet even if he wasn't correct. She turned to face Sam as Dean shifted his stance to match hers with the gun pressed to her temple.

"If Sam is right Dean, the gun isn't going to help. Besides I am not here to hurt you."

"No but it makes me feel better and … "

"What do you mean if I am right?" Sam asked lowering the weapon.

"You're smart Sam. Tell me why you think I am a reaper."

Dean prodded the woman with the barrel and said, "We're not playing twenty questions. Answer him."

A smile tugged the corner of her mouth and she reached up and grabbed the barrel of the gun and pushed it away only to find it back against her head with a little more force. "I'm not going to ask you to put it away…but it will be a little bit difficult to shoot me without bullets."

"Look lady, its loaded. You think I'd keep an empty gun lying around."

"Okay Dean, then shoot me. We need to get all of this out of the way anyhow."

He debated for only a second and pulled the trigger. Nothing, no recoil, no sound of the hammer hitting firing pin, just a low click of an empty gun. "I checked it this morning."

"Yes you did but I just emptied it," Shiloh said standing there with her hands clasped in front of her. "Shooting me would be bad for our relationship and it would be one more thing for Dean Winchester to feel guilty about."

"Look LADY or what ever you are…"

"Dean," Sam interrupted. Something was different here. "You asked me why I thought you were a reaper. Well for starters you materialized out of thin air. You moved past all the wardings this place has without tripping any of the alarms."

"Very good, young Winchester, " Shiloh remarked trying to sound like Yoda to ease the tenseness in the room. "But correct you are not."

"Give me a break, Yoda?" Dean practically snarled. "Get on with it you said you wanted to make introductions."

"She did?" Sam jerked his head around to look questioningly at his brother.

Shiloh shook her head the harder he tried to keep Ezekiel a secret the more he slipped. "Yes I did but it was almost under my breath. I am surprised Dean heard it."

Dean was completely stumped why she just lie to Sammy for him. He looked at the useless weapon in his hand.

Finally Dean was in the mood to listen. It was now or never, at least that was the human expression. "Hello Dean, I'm Shiloh your Guardian Angel. Kind of yours too Sam."