"Let the sky fall, when it crumbles, we will stand tall and face it all, together at skyfall." Skyfall by Adele (I know for once it isn't the Fratellis!)

"Look Cassandra. You need to come back now. Cas isn't the same and besides, we need all the help we can get. So if you can uh, get over here ASAP, that'd be just dandy. From Sam Winchester" Sam sat on the end of the motel bed., his head in his hands. Cas hadn't comeback after the Dean said that stuff about Cassandra. Dean wasn't doing very well.

Cassandra' downed her twentieth shot of vodka and motioned for more. "Whoah." Her world swayed and she found herself gripping the edge of the bar "Cassandra. Need come back now. Cas not same we need all the help we can get. Here ASAP that'd just be dandy. From Sam Winchester." The line was bit crackly but someone was definitely praying to her, Sam from the sounds of it. There was a bar in Heaven? Cassandra had never been one to look a gift horse in the mouth (unless of course it was made of wood), but there being a bar in Heaven was just too damn unlikely. "Steady on Cassandra." Charlie was sitting next to her, sipping on a cocktail. "I think you've had enough." Charlie grabbed Cassandra's arm and lead her out of the pub. How stupid are you Cassandra. You are supposed to be an Angel of the Lord. There are no pubs in Heaven. Gardens? Yes, they're everywhere. Cake? A bit weird but yes. Bar and Pub? BIG FAT UGLY NO! Casandra shook her head and righted herself. "Right, you need some sleep, with the hangover you're going to get tomorrow. You'd be dead if you weren't an Angel." Charlie grabbed the angel's shoulders and pushed her towards a yellow car. Cassandra staggered into the guest room in Charlie's house and fell onto the bed. Within minutes she was asleep.

"Sammy!" Dean yelled from the bathroom. "Whatever you do don't use the third switch. It's for the fan and it's smells weird!" Sam couldn't help but laugh at his older brother. Sam got up and picked up his laptop. Nothing like a simple case to take their minds off Lucifer's return. Dean walked in rubbing his hair with a towel. "Got ny'thing yet Sammy?" he asked, leaning over Sam's shoulder. There was a pop and Castiel appeared behind him. "Cas get outta my ass!" Dean yelled in surprise. "I was never in your- Anyway, I have information on Lucifer. Apparently he visited Crowley with a proposition." Castiel sat in one of the chair and promptly fell through it. Dean snorted and then looked away. "This chair has developed a fault." Castiel muttered and sat on the bed instead.

"So Crowley didn't want to work with Lucifer. Why would he tell us?" Dean said, who was being glared at by Castiel, he obviously didn't like being laughed at when he fell through chairs. Sam looked up from his laptop.

"New York, looks like a Woman in White. What do you say we go check it out?" Sam spun his laptop around to face Dean and Castiel. "Men disappearing approximately when they pass an abandoned bridge." Dean grunted and proceeded to scuffle around looking for socks. "Sammy have you got my socks?" he asked as he rooted through a duffel bag.

"Nope, my feet are bigger than yours and your socks stink." Sam replied, packing up his laptop.

"Charlie. We need to talk." Cassandra sat down at the kitchen table in Charlie's house. "I am an Angel of the Lord. I lived in Heaven for millennia. There are gardens everywhere. Cake is a bit weird. But in all my time in Heaven there was never a bar. Whatever this place is it sure as hell ain't Heaven, we've gotta get outta here." Charlie nodded.

"So what are we going to do?" Charlie asked her.

"We're gonna summon Death and make a deal." Cassandra said with a smirk

Duhn dun duuuuuhn! What the Dickens is gonna happen next I wonder?….~Beatrice Holmes