Just a quick disclaimer, I don't own Supernatural (I wish), don't bother suing, unless you want my dog (you don't she's a demon), I only own the characters that I create ex: Mary, or characters I create later. Goaal means creature or father in Enochian, so that is Mary's name for Cas, umm please review, and if it takes a while for me to update, I apologize but I have work, and I live on a farm in the middle of no where, so my internet can be spotty. I'm open to any suggestions, since I am still in the process of figuring out where all of this is going. alright I'm gonna sign off for now with the words of Charlie (an appearance by her is up for discussion), "Peace, Bitches!"

Chapter 1

It was 2 am when Mary gets back back to the family farm in Texas, and sees what she was really hoping she wouldn't see. Dean was pacing the living room obviously pissed the fuck off, Cas was sitting on the couch looking like holy wrath was about to smite everyone within 10 miles, Sam was in his armchair almost asleep, but looking worried, Crowley was sitting by the fireplace and raised an eyebrow, Gadreel looked at her like she was a fucking idiot from his spot on the couch and Bobby sat at his desk, a bottle of Jack Daniels next to him, and half of it gone. Bobby's face was the only one that actually made her feel ashamed.

Mary stopped dead in her tracks and mutters under her breath, "Jesus fucking Christ, its only 2 and I was on a case. Why is Uncle Gadreel here? Oh, wait, angel radio. Where is Uncle Gabriel? I thought he was coming tonight to see Uncle Sam." Sam looked up startled, and Mary replies, "Oh, don't look surprised, Uncle Sam, everyone knows you're gay for Uncle Gabriel. It's like how you knew about Daddy and Goaal before they did."

Cas glared at her in her ripped ACDC shirt and her torn to shreds jeans with muddy combat boots and states angrily, "Watch your mouth when talking about your half uncle. Change and then get back down here, we need to talk."

Dean adds, "Your shirt! What happened to it?!" momentarily distracted by the state of the shirt from one of his favorite bands. Cas glared at him and he shut up.

Mary came back down in an ACDC tank top but still in her torn jeans, and took up her favorite spot on the ottoman in between Gadreel and Sam, waiting for the torrent of questions to begin.

"Where were you?"

"What did you do to the shirt?!"

"Why are you covered in blood?"

"Seriously, what did you do to my shirt?! It has survived hellhounds, demons, vampires, ghost, witches, angels, you falling out of trees, and wendigoes. What did you do?!"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING ON YOUR FUCKING CHEST?!"

"WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THAT MOTHERFUCKING THING ON YOUR FUCKING CHEST?!"

"What. The. Actual. Fuck."

You can probably tell who said what, and Sam punctuated his with his classic bitch face. Mary countered with one equally as strong. Crowley just quirked an eyebrow. Bobby practically growled, "Girl," in an incredibly warning tone. Gadreel didn't say anything out loud, but his face still said she was a fucking idiot.

"Alright! I'll answer all y'all's questions! All y'all have anti-possession tattoos, even you, Goaal. Daddy, you said I would need one eventually, soooooo, I just got it on my own. I got the anti-possession and added the wings to represent you, Goaal, and me being half angel. The cursing isn't fucking necessary.

"I was going out to Uncle Garth's to pick up a lead for y'all to help us get Uncle Adam out of Hell and the Cage. I got caught by a rival pack on the way there. The blood isn't mine because I was armed with a silver knife. And watch it! I do notice double meanings! I need to bleach my brain now! I did get to Uncle Garth eventually though. It's a summoning spell. Don't know which one of y'all is gonna do the honors, but I've got the incantation and ingredient list. We need basic summoning ingredients, the sigil of Bael, and this incantation. And Daddy, be respectful. So long as you are respectful, Bael should be civil.

"Bael is one of the original demons created from fallen angels, and looks down upon demons that are created from human souls, due to the disrespect and disregard they have for the ancient rules, from when they were originally cast into Hell, and the Pit, in Bael's case. He was sent to the Pit as head of security on the Cage. His second was Alastair, and before that Azazel, currently he doesn't have a second in his weapons area, but many under him for general security. Oh, and I can't verify this, but I hear you should prepare for some Gabriel level sass."

Crowley finally pipes up at this and quips, "Take Gabriel's sass and double it, include his taste for sweets, and triple that."

Yeah, she's a Daddy's girl lol, and she is like 16/17 so, yeah the tattoo is a little risky but *cue Sassy Sammy face* Fuck it!

Umm, yeah plz review! I'm open to plot suggestions! Again I close in the words of Charlie, "Peace, Bitches!"