Disappointed I didn't get any reviews for the last chapter. Is anyone reading?

If anyone is I just want to say that I don't mean to make Elba out as cruel or evil or anything, she's not, but she just doesn't understand humans very well yet.

"My name is Elba and I am an angel of the Lord," said the woman, her voice crisp and clear.

Dean took a step back. He had known that they had been looking for an angel but he hadn't expected to bump into one in a dark abandoned alleyway opposite a McMeaty burger bar.

Both Dean and Sam gazed at the woman, her eyes burning fiercely in the dim light.

On the outside she looked like your average human, dressed in a long purple cardigan, black jeans and a ruffled white blouse. Her caramel blonde hair hung in waves past her shoulders, but it was her eyes that gave her away. Such intensity lay within them.

"Alright Elba," said Dean after a moment, "you wanna' tell us why you're here?"

Elba stared at them for a few moments before speaking. "I'm looking for someone," she said, as a sad look flickered across her face.

Dean shook his head. "So you just thought you'd burn out some old guy's eyes, then attack this poor woman in an alleyway and possess her?" said Dean exasperatedly.

Elba frowned slightly. "This vessel gave herself to me. She was dying and asked me to save her."

Dean snorted. "You call this saving her? That poor bitch is trapped, with a goddamn angel burning her body from the inside out!"

Elba's face suddenly knitted itself into a dark scowl, causing Dean and Sam to step back a little. "You will not say the Lord's name in vain," she commanded dangerously.

Sam coughed and glanced at Dean who gave him a slight shake of the head.

"Listen, maybe if you tell us who you're looking for maybe we can help you," said Sam turning back to Elba.

Elba's eyes penetrated deep into Sam's own. "You really think I need your help? You are weak creatures, I can do better on my own than with help from mere apes," said Elba with a frown.

Dean gave an angry laugh. "Were NOT apes," he shouted. "We may not have wings or halos like you douchebags, but we have names. Perhaps you could get off your cloud and try using them sometime."

Elba stared at Dean unmoving before nodding.

Maybe she was learning after all, thought Dean.

"I'm Dean and this is Sam," said Dean stepping forwards and gesturing to his brother.

A look of realisation flicked across Elba's face. "Dean and Sam?" she asked taking a gulp.

"Yeah that's right," said Dean.

"Winchester," stated Elba, her eyes widening into large green orbs. It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"Yeah and what's it to you?" snapped Dean, looking a little uncomfortable.

Elba's eyes suddenly darted this way and that. Suddenly she spoke in a low voice. "The Archangel Michael is looking for you. I-I am under strict instructions to bring you to him, Dean Winchester."

Dean clenched his jaw. "Oh you are, are you?"

Elba nodded and tilted her head to the side.

Dean gave a weak chuckle and stepped forwards so that he was almost nose to nose with Elba despite her being slightly shorter than him. "Sweetheart, there's something you gotta' know about us apes," he sniffed. "We don't always come quietly."

Elba's eyes suddenly flashed darkly. "Oh believe me Dean Winchester, I am not about to argue with Michael. What Michael wants, Michael gets."

"So he sent you all the way down here just to look for me?" snarled Dean, inches away from Elba's face.

Elba's eyes searched Dean's for a moment. "No. You are not the one I have been searching for. Running into you was just a coincidence, but now you must come with me."

"The hell I will," said Dean wide eyed, dodging out of the way as Elba made to reach up and place her hand upon his temple.

Elba scowled angrily and reached for Dean's throat.

She was much stronger than she looked and lifted Dean from the ground easily, slamming him against the cold brick wall behind him.

He groaned in pain, his eyes bulging as she chocked all breath from his lungs.

"Dean!" cried Sam as he ran forwards, only to the thrown against the opposite wall with a flick of Elba's free hand.

Dean stared into Elba's eyes as she gazed at him furiously.

"You will come with me to Michael, Dean," said Elba in low voice, but Dean merely shook his head as best he could.

He saw Elba's eyes flash dangerously, but suddenly he was dropped to the ground as Elba reeled back in pain. A high pitch shriek emanating from her mouth.

Dean coughed and rubbed his sore neck, gasping for breath. He glanced up at Elba who had fallen to her knees clutching her stomach in pain.

Dean ambled over and picked up Sam who was rubbing the back of his head groggily.

The pair stared down at Elba who was now crying out in what seemed to be agony. They watched as her body rolled onto the ground with a thud and her eyes rolled back into her head.

Sam and Dean looked at each other.

"Do angels pass out?" asked Sam frowning.

Dean raised his eyebrows. "I guess they do now," he muttered letting out a breath, "maybe she used up the last of her angel juice flying down here. I don't know, let's just take her to Cas."

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