'Point of no return'
Dean grasped his keys and turned to Sam "lets go Sammy" he yelled as he grabbed his jacket, barged past Castiel and headed for the door.
Sam grabbed his laptop and jacket and took off after his brother nudging Castiel as he passed.
"Bobby we'll call when we get there" Dean yelled just before the door closed.
Castiel stood silent in the living room after a moment he turned to see the weary eyes of Bobby staring back at him.
"I should go" the angel said in his calm yet gravelly voice.
Bobby's lips formed into a straight line on his face and a glint of anger reflected in his eyes "d'ya think boy" he said sternly as he continued to stare at the angel.
With that Castiel vanished into thin air and Bobby was left alone, he could hear the distant roar of the Impala as it sped away from the yard.
BOSTON...
The alarm clock beeped continuously until Elle reached over and switched it off, she groaned as the blinding sun light invaded the bedroom and bounced off the mirror on the wall and straight on to her.
She pushed the covers off of herself and sat up, she winced as her feet touched the cold wooden bedroom floor, she didn't want to get up because she was so tired and had barely got any sleep during the night.
She woke almost every hour from nightmare after nightmare as soon as she closed her eyes again another nightmare began the next one always worse than the one before.
She climbed out of bed and made her way to the closet and pulled out a Tshirt, pair of jeans and a hoody then headed to the bathroom to get a shower.
The water splashed over her body and soothed her aching muscles, the aroma from the chamomile and lavender shower gel eased her and got her ready for the day ahead.
She headed back to the bedroom and pulled out a bra and pair of pants from the clean laundry basket then pulled on the jeans wriggling as she pulled them up.
"Jeez better lay off the snickers" she said out loud as she struggled to fit into her favourite faded black jeans, she pulled on the Tshirt which was black with the slogan "God is busy may I help" written across it in bright green letters and then finished her outfit off with her black '30 seconds to Mars' hoody and headed down stairs.
Before she headed out the door she grabbed a cereal bar and her car keys.
She had class first thing "an hour of religious studies great" she grumbled to her self as she put her 1959 Chrysler Imperial into second gear and roared out of the drive just missing the neighbours garbage bin.
Her mother had bought her the car for her 18th birthday, her mother asked her if she wanted a new ford or a cute mini cooper but Elle was adamant she wanted the classic. It didn't matter if it was beaten and rusted she would be able to work on it and make it beautiful again.
Elle pulled into the parking lot at college and jumped out of the car and headed straight to class with five minutes to spare.
She triumphantly punched the air as she made her way down the long corridor passed a group of preppy girls who stared at her with disgust as they whispered about her out fit.
Elle glanced at them and smirked slyly 'shit to them and their $200 Prada jeans and handbags' she thought to herself as she pushed open the door to the religious studies department.
Framed pictures of Jesus and an assortment of angels decorated the walls.
As she walked past them she amused herself by acknowledging them all "morning Jesus, hey there Michael, hows it hanging Gabriel".
She pushed open the door and walked into class just as students were sitting down and flipping open text books.
The professor stood at the white board with his trusty board pen in his hand and waited for people to get settled.
Elle sat down in her usual spot but noticed the seat two up from her was taken.
'It's never taken' she thought to herself as she peeked up and noticed a young man in his early twenties sitting there with short brown hair and the most amazing dark brown eyes.
He looked like a model or something 'wooo hot eye candy' Elle thought to herself as a cheeky smile spread across her face.
She flipped her text book to page 134 the number the professor had written on the board and she was met by the chapter titled 'Angels of the Lord'.
"Class lets settle please" the professor began "as some of the girls may have already noticed we have a new student joining us today" he said as he absent mindedly pointed in the direction of the mysterious stranger sat two seats up from Elle.
The guy stared at the class from his seat and uncomfortably shifted his weight as he flipped the text book open to the correct page.
"This is Nathan everybody... Nathan this is everybody" the professor said as he began to write on the board.
A few girls in the class started whispering and looking in Nathan's direction.
He sure as hell was getting a lot of attention and from the way he was acting it was all unwanted attention.
"Ok you lot what can you tell me about angels" the professor asked as he leaned on the edge of the table at the front of the class.
"They have fluffy wings" said one guy loudly.
"They have halo's" said another guy.
"Erm they are all good guys" said a girl from the back of the class.
"Angel's are warriors and soldiers of God, messengers" the new guy suddenly stated.
"Contrary to popular belief not all angels have fluffy white wings, halo's or are even good guys.... take Lucifer for instance" the new guy said in a wise yet calm and heavenly tone of voice.
"Lucifer is the devil you idiot" said a guy as he shook his head at the new guy.
"Yes and Lucifer is a fallen angel, disconnected and banished from heaven for sins against God" the new guy replied as his gaze met that of the guy who had just blasted him, coldly staring him down.
The professor smiled coyly "thank you lads" he said breaking the tension before a full scale argument started out.
Elle turned and watched the new guy for a few moments before looking back to the text book.
A picture of the angel Raphael stared back at her and it sent a shudder down her spine, she thought it was silly because after all it was only a picture but something about it seemed off.
After class Elle walked down the corridor slowly and felt a presence close behind her.
She glanced around to see Nathan walking inches behind her, she stopped and turned to him smiling sweetly.
"Hey" she chirped as she pushed a strand of stray hair behind her ear.
"Hey" he replied as he stared at her intently, his eyes were so dark and deep.
They were not the eye's of a young man in his early twenties they belonged to a soul much older but all in all he was remarkably good looking and had a certain serene atmosphere about him.
"I'm Elle by the way" she said as she held out her hand for him to shake.
He stared at it for a moment then reached out and shook it gently, he was very weary of her and she could see that.
"I'm not going to bite" she joked which made a slight smile flicker across his face.
It was gone as soon as it had appeared, he really was gorgeous.
"What you doing now?" she asked him curiously as the two of them started walking towards the door of the college.
He shrugged his shoulders "I didn't have anything planned" he replied softly.
"Well I have an hour before I start work, we could go for coffee and maybe get to know each other" she said sweetly, trying not to sound too forward and enthusiastic.
Nathan nodded and held the door open for her.
'He's such a gentleman' she thought to herself as she smiled at him and passed him at the door.
He looked at her and a glint of confusion crept into his eyes but as soon as it had appeared it had gone.
Elle drove to the diner where she worked with Nathan in the passenger seat, he didn't have a car or at least he didn't take it to college.
The pair headed into the diner and Elle ordered a drink and a burger, Nathan ordered a mineral water and nothing else.
Elle looked at the bottle of water Nathan had ordered when the waitress brought it over and let out a short laugh.
Nathan looked at her confused "what is funny" he asked confused.
Elle pointed to the bottle of water and sat back in the booth "don't you eat diner food or something?" she asked.
Nathan's lips contorted into a slight smirk as he eyed the water "I have a special diet" he replied hesitantly.
As the hour passed the two talked about college and what they did in their spare time.
The conversation was mainly one sided with Nathan asking question after question about Elle and what she did out side of work.
That was a fun conversation, she could have said that she hunted demons, spirits and supernatural beings and have the poor lad running for his life but instead she decided to play it safe and tell him she helped her mom out with her business and hangs with friends when she can.
Nothing too revealing, after all the guy barely spoke about himself and what he did he just said he had come along way and was in Boston for a wile so decided to enrol at the college and do Religious studies because religion was a big thing for his family.
The Winchester's arrived in Boston after a few hours of driving, Dean sent Sam to a local motel to book a room and he went for a look around town and called Bobby to see what he knew about this girl and her mother.
"Bobby where do I start" he asked helplessly down the phone.
"Last I heard son this girl worked in a diner and a bar" Bobby replied.
Dean winced at the last bit "a bar.... my sister works in a bar... great she'll have some right douchbags hitting on her" he snapped into the cell phone.
Dean could hear Bobby practically roll his eyes on the other end of the phone "Ok what diner" he asked as he tried to set out a plan of action for the day.
"Dolly's diner" Bobby replied.
Dean nodded his head and as he turned to look down the road he saw Dolly's diner just on the corner.
He hung up from talking to Bobby and headed down the road, he sent Sam a text message as he walked telling him where he was heading.
Just as Dean got to the door of the diner he felt a slight gust of wind behind him and a hand go to the door handle.
Dean turned to see the worried face of Castiel staring back at him "Dean... walking in there changes everything" the angel said coldly.
"Cas... she's my sister, I can't let them dicks kill her.. she's not done anything wrong, she's being persecuted for being a Winchester and that is all" Dean ranted at the angel.
Castiel removed his hand from the door and stepped back allowing Dean to enter the diner.
He sighed deeply and followed suite heading into the diner after his charge and friend.
Dean slowly made his way to a booth and slumped down he began to play with the salt and pepper pots as Castiel just observed quietly from the other side of the table.
"So what's the plan" Castiel said quietly.
Dean took a deep breath and looked up to meet the angel's gaze "keep her alive and keep her away from evil, Lucifer, the demons and not to mention your feathered friends who want to have her bumped off" he replied dryly.
"How do you suppose to do that then Dean?" Castiel asked bluntly.
"Will you not help or do you also want her killed" Dean asked almost sounding helpless.
Castiel just averted his gaze and looked towards the counter, he was just staring, not at anything but just into thin air.
Dean clenched his fist tightly and pouted slightly "like that is it?" he snarled.
Castiel looked back at the Winchester "It's out of my hands" he replied with a still emotionless face, his deep eyes reflected nothing and it cut Dean up from the inside.
"Hello gentlemen what can I get you?" asked a sweet female voice.
"I'll have a coke and a piece of apple pie" replied Dean as he smiled up at the waitress.
His eyes fell on the name badge 'Elle', his heart sunk and his eyes grew wide.
He looked up and met her gaze, she had bright piercing green eyes and brown hair, she had the same trademark pout he had.
She looked at Castiel and smiled as he looked up with his deep blue eyes "and you sir" she asked politely.
"Water will be fine, thank you" he replied and then she went towards the counter with their orders.
Dean stared at Castiel shocked, the angel noticed his silence and troubled expression.
"Dude did you see that.... she... she has my eyes and oh God, she's like me" he spluttered.
"She is your sister you are going to have similarities" Castiel said bluntly.
Dean stared at Elle from the booth, he watched her as she interacted with customers and joked with her co workers.
The bell above the door chimed and in walked Sam, he saw Dean staring at the waitress and smirked.
"Dude you're terrible... already eyeing up the waitresses" he said jokingly.
Dean shot him a cold, dark stare, he had so much anger in his eyes it made Sam recoil with astonishment.
He looked to Castiel who was also watching her now and then it sunk in, just as he was about to speak she came back over to the table with the orders and set down the plate of pie and drinks.
She smiled at Dean then pulled out her note book and looked to Sam who was by now staring in shock.
"Is there a problem sir?" she asked as she noticed Sam's shocked stare.
His stare shot to Dean and Dean just cocked his brow "dude I know... uncanny as hell" he said as he stuffed pie into his mouth.
