First off, I'm changing a few things around in the Supernatural universe. The pre-story history sticks mostly canon, but I've tweaked a few things (some things happen earlier than they did in the canon universe) to make my story work. Artist license being a thing and all that. Anyway, enjoy the story!

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters here. If I did, Destiel would have been canon a LONG time ago. ;)

Dean frowned at the brown haired girl before him. She looked so much like her mother. "Liz, you can't expect me to let you do this." This time it was her turn to scowl.

"Look Dean, you have to carry my sister, Sam has to help mom through the window. Who else is left?"

"I can't let you die for us."

"Who said anything about me dying? I'm gonna make it out. There's a 30 second pause before the bomb goes off. Plenty of time to get out."

"Hell hounds?"

"I'll dodge 'em easy enough."

"You can't even see them."

"Who told you that Winchester?"

Liz slipped an amulet from beneath her shirt. "I can see the nasty fucks just fine."

"Where did you . . ."

Now Ellen felt the need to join the argument. "You're not staying behind Liz. I'm your mother, its my job to keep you safe. I'll do it." Liz shook her head. Sometimes having secrets was more annoying than it was worth.

"Mom, I will be FINE. Trust me. And the longer we argue the more chance that Jo won't make it. Leave. All of you. Now."

The fight left her mother's eyes and she nodded solemnly. Hugging her elder daughter tightly she turned and allowed Sam to help her up and out of the window. Dean gave her a tight lipped grin. "You better meet us back at Bobby's." She waved his concern away with her hand and turned towards the door. When she heard Dean yell the okay she moved the salt from the door swinging them open and waiting for the hell hounds to approach her. She had to time her call perfectly or they would scatter. She pressed the button, counted to twenty and sent out her prayer.

"You called?"

"We've got like 7 seconds to disappear out of her before this building explodes."

Arms wrapped around her shoulder and she felt the familiar flap of wings around her body.

When Liz opened her eyes she was standing in the middle of a large clearly, the angel across from her looking more than a little angry with her.

"What. The. Hell?" Each word it's own sentence.

"What? It was the only way to save the boys and my sister."

"With Castiel that close I almost didn't come. I can't risk him sensing me. You got lucky I was curious."

"Oh please. You could feel how urgent it was. You wouldn't have left me there."

"I almost did. Heaven believing I'm dead is more important that saving your ass."

"Obviously its not Bal, or we wouldn't be having this conversation."

He lips were a hard line. Liz couldn't read his face and she was a little worried. He'd never been this upset with her before. She knew he was angry she had almost killed herself, again, but he'd never admit it.

"Look, I've gotta get on the road, head back to Bobby's before my mom starts to think I died. She probably already thinks I'm dead. Ride with me for a bit?"

"Sorry, not today darling." A flutter of wings and he was gone. Great. She'd really pissed him off. Sighing she started walking towards the sound of passing cars. He could've at least taken her to her car. Feather brained bastard.

Dean shook his head. He couldn't believe Liz was dead. They'd made it back to Bobby's over an hour ago and they'd heard no word from the eldest Harvelle daughter. Stupid Girl.

"Dean?"

"What?"

"Did you notice that amulet Liz had?"

"What about it Sammy?"

"It was enochian, I'm almost positive."

"That is correct Sam." Sam and Dean both turned their head quickly, startled by the sudden appearance of their angelic friend.

"Cas, where the hell have you been? We could've really used your help back there!"

"Lucifer trapped me in a ring of holy fire. I made it out, but not before the battle had already ended."

"You saw Lucifer?"

"Yes Sam. But I believe we were speaking of the amulet that Elizabeth Harvelle is in possession of."

"Yeah, do you know where she got it Cas?"

"I'm beginning to get an idea. Though I don't know why he would have given an amulet like that to a human."

"Who Cas?" Dean was getting annoying with the dance around answers.

"Someone I thought to be long dead. He was a good friend of mine a long time ago."

"What's his name?"

"Balthazar."

"So why do you think Balthazar was the one who gave her the amulet?" Sam's voice wasn't a gruff as Dean's, he always had more patience when it came to these sorts of encounters.

"I thought I sensed him. Seconds before the building exploded. He appeared and disappeared in a instant, so I can't be sure."

"But you are sure there was an angel with Liz before the building exploded?"

"Yes Sam. And I am fairly certain your friend made it out of the building before the explosion."

"That's why she said she had enough time!" Dean finally broke his self-imposed silence. "She had feather brigade backup and didn't tell us! That sneaky little bitch."

"Don't call my daughter that Dean." The boys turned to see Ellen standing in the doorway. Her face seemed hopeful against her will as she turned to Castiel. "Cas, you think my baby's still alive?"

"I am certain of it Ellen."

"If she is she's got a lot of explaining to do!" Dean plopped into the chair of Bobby's desk. "Well, while we wait for her to grace us with her presence why don't we just summon up this long lost friend of yours Cas?" Castiel nodded.

"I shall gather the necessary ingredients." With a flutter of wings he was gone. Sam approached Ellen and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Cas is never wrong about this stuff. If he says she's alive, she is." Ellen smiled at him and exited the room silently.

"This is everything we need." Dean almost fell from the chair he was sitting in when Castiel spoke from directly to his left.

"Jesus Cas." He took a deep breath to steady his pounding heart. "Okay, let's do this thing then."

The necessary herbs were in the bowl. Dean looked to Cas for confirmation and dropped the lit match into the mixture when the angel nodded. The lights overhead flickered violently and suddenly a man stood before them.

"Balthazar."