Well, here's another chapter for you all! I hope you all like it. I know its not like it is in either show, but this is how Castiel is introduced.

Thanks to my reviewers, You Rock!

Booth pulled out his gun and pointed it at the new comer. Sam did the same, stepping in front of Brennan and Dean. "Those won't work on me," The man in the trench coat said in a gravely voice. Brennan bent down and slowly pulled the sliver knife she had in her boot out. Taking it by the cool metal, she threw it expertly at the man. It lodged in his left shoulder. "Maybe that will, its sliver." She said with a satisfied smile on her face.

Booth turned to look at her, but who he saw wasn't his Bones. He saw a woman who knew how to defend herself well, and wasn't afraid to kill. He turned back to his target, the man who had said he was an angel of the Lord, and had shaken him up.

"Who in the Hell are you? Or better yet, what in the Hell are you? 'Cause I'm sorry to tell you, angels don't exist." Dean stated as he stepped forward, ignoring the glass that cut into the bottoms of his feet. He'd survived worse in Hell. The angel, demon, whatever it was looked at Dean. "I'd watch how you talk to me. I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition."

That stopped Dean. "Why'd you do it?" He asked in a quiet voice. The whole team was now staring at Dean. His head was hung low and it looked like he was almost shaking. "Because the Lord commanded it. We have work for you." Dean raised his head. "You know, somehow, I don't believe you." He stated. At that, the Angel looked around the room, and everything started to shake.

"My name is Castiel, I'm an Angel of the Lord!" The man shouted, lightning flashed, and the outline of the man's wings could be seen. "Okay, we believe you," Cam murmured with wide eyes.

Angela watched the scene take place, her eyes wide. Her dad had told her stories when she was a little girl about these types of things, but she didn't believe him. Oh, now she did though. She saw how the two men were very protective of Brennan, how when a gun was pulled out, they stepped in front of her, willing to take a bullet. Like Booth.

Castiel went still. "Their on their way. The demons, they want to kill the Winchesters." Castiel stated. Dean looked back at Sam. "Where's the Impala?" He asked, walking towards the stairs of the platform. "It's out in front of the building. Here," Sam said, fishing in his pockets and throwing the keys to Dean. Dean gave a smile. "I swear, you did anything to baby, I will kill you myself." He threatened before taking off at a slow jog towards the doors.

"Where's he going?" Booth demanded looking over at Bones. Brennan looked at Booth and groaned. She had a lot to explain, but now, she had to protect them first. "Hodgins, I need you to get me some salt. Lots of salt. Please." She looked to Booth. "To go get ammo."

"Will this do, Dr.B?" Hodgins asked breathlessly as he wheeled in two bags of road salt. "Perfect, thank you Hodgins." She looked to Sam, who didn't have to be told. He ran up to the salt and sliced it open with his knife.

. "How long do we have?" She turned to the angel. "Not long," He replied in a gravely voice. Brennan went to work. She directed her team-not including Booth. They'd need him.- To stand close together as she poured a salt circle around them. Dean came running in a minute later, a duffel bag on his shoulder, and dressed in Sam's clothes. He first tossed a shot-gun to Sam, then one to Brennan. Brennan cocked the gun, knowing it was full of rock salt. "I didn't know how many demons would be coming. It could one or a hundred, but I brought these." Dean held up four anti-posseion necklaces.

Brennan handed them each out, giving the last one to Booth. "How will you be protected?" He asked as he slipped the necklace over his head. He'd long given up trying to fight what he was hearing and just started believing it. Bones smiled up at him. "We'll be fine, right Dean?" She asked, pulling up the hem of her shirt to show the anti-posseison sign on her lower back.

Sam and Dean pulled down the front of their shirts, showing the tattoo over their hearts. "Smart," He commented. Bones handed him a shot-gun and a handful of rock salt bullets. "Here, shoot them at the demons. It will repel them. We don't want to kill them, there are people still inside of the bodies." She advised him.

Brennan looked over to Castiel. "Can you at least tell us how many demons there are?" She asked as she checked her gun one last time. "At least twenty." He replied in his gravely voice. Dean sweared. "That's about how many there was in Colorado." "Wait, are you talking about Hendrickson?" Booth asked, cocking the gun.

They nodded, and their faces fell. "I will kill the demon who killed the people in that police station," Dean promised, cocking his gun with one hand. In the other, he had a flask of holy water. He'd liked Hendrickson. They were alike in many ways.

Sam gave a weary look to Dean and gave a sigh. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught the guy Temperance had called Hodgins going to step out of the circle. Without turning to face him, he said, "I wouldn't do that if I were you. Demons aren't the friendliest." Hodgins stepped back into the circle.

The doors to the lab were shattered, and in walked a man of average height, with brown hair, his eyes were black. Booth started to cross himself. He mumbled prayers under his breath, then started to recite the saints after that was finished.

The demon stepped forward with a gruttal smile plastered on his face. "What do you want?" Dean demanded with a growl. "Not you, hot stuff. We're here for your little brother." Temperance shook her head. "You know, I've been out of the game for a little over fifteen years now, and, still you demons talk way too much." She shot the demon point-blank in the chest, sending him backwards into another demon running through the door. Cam and Angela jumped and gasped. They'd never seen Dr. Brennan like this before.

The fight was on then. Punches were thrown, holy water splashed into faces, and exorcism spells yelled at the nearest demon. It came to a stop when Booth was held against a demon, the demons hands on Booth's chin and top of the head. "You shoot me, he dies." Brennan lowered the gun and stared into Booth's eyes. She couldn't let her partner die, not like this, not in the arms of what he believed up until two hours ago was only in the bible.

"Okay, just let him go. Take me instead." Brennan said in a cautious voice, after the demon as he walked backwards, dragging Booth. "No, Bones!" Booth yelled out. "He mean's nothing to you, nothing to you at all." Brennan reasoned. Anything to get her partner out of the arms of the demon. She could feel everyone's eye's on her, but she concentrated on the situation at hand.

Before the demon could move, he was thrown against the far wall and pinned there, leaving Booth standing in front of Brennan. She dropped her gun and hugged him for all it was worth. She was just happy he'd made it out alive. Something caught her attention.

She let go of Booth, and turned to the demon who was still pinned against the wall, struggling for air. She turned around, and saw that the eyes were no longer on her, but on Sam, who concentrated holding the demon up, one hand clenched in the demon's direction, one on his head.

The demon flashed out of the host's body, leaving it limp on the ground. Booth rushed forward to make sure the man had a pulse, but shook his head in sorry reply. Brennan looked around the lab, to see it was even more destroyed, and that Castiel was still there. He stared at Sam, then said to Dean, "We have work for you, you need to come with me." Before Dean could protest, say he damn well have to go, Castiel hardened his voice.

"You will come. This what I raised you for." Dean slightly nodded, then stepped forward towards the angel. "We need all the Winchester's." Castiel said once Sam and Dean stood in front of him. Dean turned to look at Bones. "What do you say, Bones? Want to have some fun?" Brennan looked around at her team, Cam looked frightened, Hodgins intrigued, and Angela looked unsurprised.

Booth looked hurt. Before Brennan could think twice, she turned to Booth and hugged him again. "I will miss you all. I'll try to make it back." She addressed the team, then to Booth she muttered,

"Don't try to look for me."