Dean's POV

I gunned the engine and drove faster, honking at traffic in my way.

"Dean! Slow down!" Sam shouted over the Impala.

"Sam, I can't buddy. Hold on!" I shouted back to him. I had to get to her. Courtney. Courtney, please be safe. Please.

"You don't even know where you're going!"

"I had a tracker in her phone. I know where I'm going!" My eyes suddenly had hot tears in them. I can't lose her. Not her.

I found where she was. It was a large Victorian house, with large windows and three floors. And growling. There was a large dog in the yard, faking sleep. Sam looked at me and we shared a look. We snuck around the house, behind the dog and in the home. As soon as we walked in, the smell of blood was strong.

"What a pleasure to see you again boys." A voice behind us said. I know that voice. Lilith.

"It's a shame I can't say the same." I snarled. "Where is she?"

"Who? Your little darling? She's probably meeting her maker, if you get my meaning." Lilith gloated. "She really wasn't all that much fun. I expected more from Alastair's sister."

"What?" I was confused. She was Castiel's daughter, not Alastair's sister.

"Oh, you didn't know?" Lilith laughed a horrendous giggle. "The girl was born of a demon. Azazel to be exact. Didn't Castiel ever tell you how he found her?"

"She's the daughter of Castiel. Not a demon. That girl is an angel." Sam said.

'Castiel? Where are you?' I thought.

"She was my half sister, actually, Lilith." Alastair stepped from the shadows.

"Minor details. Either way she's dead." Lilith said. "And I can reclaim my prize."

Luckily, I was the only one who saw Sam sneak away as Castiel flooded the room with his entrance and Lilith attacked.

Courtney's POV

No! There has never been more excruciating pain…..AAAAH!

Sobs shake from my body. What's left of my body.

Snarls then teeth. Then blood or drool, I'm not sure. It's sticky but I can't see anymore. The pain is blinding.

Alastair….Lilith….demon………I'm a demon. That's impossible.

Another snarl, more teeth. More hot sticky liquid. Then…silence, except my blood dripping, flowing out. A silent heartbeat.

Footsteps? Yes, they're footsteps coming my way.

"Courtney?" Sam's voice. His arms picking my shredded body but he can't lift me farther. He's stopped by Alastair.

"Get away from her." Sam says.

"Do you want her dead?" Alastair snaps back. "If not, put her down and I will do what I can."

I'm laid back down and I feel heat at my skin. Suddenly I have skin. Pure, pale, un hurt skin. I can feel the whish of my blood as it flows in my veins.

"How is she an angel and a demon?" Sam asks.

"She was born an angel in heaven. To Castiel and his wife, Yavneh. She wanted to walk among the humans and God let her. Castiel and Yavneh wanted her to have a companion. So they made Dean for her…"

"I know all of that. Castiel told us." Sam said.

"In this life, she was born to my father. Castiel purged her and now she is his daughter again.

I'm an angel?

"Sam, take care of her. Lilith and Lucifer will have my hide slashed to ribbons for this treachery."

"Then why did you help?"

"She's my sister. How can I not care for her and feel protective?"

"Thank you." I feel a drop on my cheek. A tear?

I feel a gasp of air and I know that Alastair is gone. If he's gone forever, I don't know.

"Dean?" The word takes a lot of strength.

"He's fighting Lilith with Castiel." Sam said. "Don't worry, though. I've got you. I'll take care of you." He pulled his jacket off and put it around me.

"She was smarter than me."

"She's a tricky one. But you're safe now." He pulls me to his chest. I can feel his body heat and its comforting.

"I thought I was dead."

"I thought you were too."

"I'm glad I'm alive, Sam. I gotta help Dean." I tell my brain to have my body move, but it refuses. I'm too weak.

"You need to rest. I'll help him."

"There's no need." Castiel's voice fills the room. "Lilith is no more."

"Courtney?" Dean's voice fills my heart. He kneels by me as I open my eyes and look at him. "You're safe now, Courtney. Sam took care of you." He takes me from Sam, stands, and carries me. "Don't ever scare me like that again, my love."

"I promise." I smile, the last of my strength waning.

Castiel walks to me and takes my hand in his. "Well done, my beautiful daughter."

"What did I do?"

"You lived." He kissed my forehead in a tender fatherly way.

"I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, my precious daughter."

I lapsed into unconsciousness.