This chapter follows the timeline of the series, thus the headline.
On the Head of a Pin
The site was overturned cars and alarms blaring and chaos. Dylan frowned and walked over to the man lying on the ground. He looked peaceful somehow, even if he was dead and had a sword wound in his sternum. Dylan had ditched Duncan and Will in North Dakota, she hadn't even told them where she was going. She had several awful ideas of what to say to them, but she hadn't said anything. She wasn't sure herself why she had gone alone.
Dylan crouched down and stroked a finger along his brow. He was still warm. Dylan took a deep breath and shook her head.
"I'm sorry. Go in peace." She stroked his lip. He was young, the vessel, not much older than 18, and he looked sad, but peaceful. Dylan sighed deeply. The alarms stopped.
"Dylan." She stood up and turned. Castiel stood there; he was watching her in surprise.
"Hey Cas. How are you?"
"I've been better to be honest with you." He said and looked down at the boy. "I'm sorry brother." Dylan looked around and saw a girl watching the scene. She was well enough versed with angels now to see that she was an angel. She had red hair and dark eyes and she didn't look very dangerous. "How did you know?"
"This is the mission you gave me Castiel, to stop the vampires killing you, and someone is killing angels, you don't think I'm gonna know?" He looked slightly worried. "I'm scared too." She said. "I didn't know I was this strong." He nodded. "Vampires didn't do this, demons didn't do this, I don't know what did this, but uh, it's something big." Castiel took a deep breath. "I should go, 5-0 is gonna be here, uh, I'll see you around. I'm trying to find the next one." Dylan said and walked off. She got into her car and started driving towards the next stop on her list. She had figured out how to track the angels, and she was heading for Wyoming. She looked at her phone in the passenger seat. She had made Will and Duncan angry and she had made her family angry, but she didn't care. Somehow she knew this was what she had been made for, and she couldn't stop being it. Sometimes it scared her beyond belief.
The woman lay on her back, car alarms blared. Dylan could see the marks from the woman's wings on the ground. This time she didn't wait for Cas to show up, but looked around for the woman from last time. She walked away from the scene and down an alley. She felt a little lost, and didn't exactly know how to find random angels.
"Come out come out, wherever you are." She murmured.
"Looking for me?" A voice asked. Dylan turned in shock.
"Jeez. That wasn't scary." Dylan murmured. It was the woman from last time. Dylan smiled to her. "So, hi."
"Hello. You're Dylan." Dylan nodded. "Huh, I thought you'd be different."
"Taller?" Dylan suggested. The angel smiled.
"Funnier. You look familiar." Dylan rolled her eyes. "I'm Anna. How are you feeling?"
"Well tired. I'm clocking overtime here. I haven't slept in a week." Anna nodded. "There's something tugging at me, trying to get me away from you, from this place, you know?" Dylan asked. Anna nodded.
"Can you hold on to here?"
"Yeah, I'm stronger than I was. I'm not a little pet anymore, I can fight the pull." Anna nodded.
"I don't think Cas knew what he did when he uh did whatever he did to you." Dylan nodded and smiled. "I don't know what's killing the angels, but I'm guessing that Uriel and Cas are gonna try every means to find out." Dylan nodded. Anna was frowning at her. "Dylan, are you ready for this?" Dylan nodded.
"Yeah, I swear." She said. "Erm, Anna, please don't take this the wrong way, but you fell, didn't you?" Anna nodded. "But you serve God?" Dylan asked. She nodded again. "Okay then." Anna looked down at her shoes. "Do you know what could be doing this?"
"I know there's not much that can kill us." She slipped a sword out from her sleeve. "We can, and in a war with hell we can be taken out. It might be demons, but I doubt it." Dylan looked at the sword and Anna handed it over. Dylan weighed it in her hands before handing it back.
"Why would angels kill other angels?" Anna shrugged.
"Several reasons. Disobedience and blasphemy are punishable crimes, even with death, but I'm not sure." She frowned deeply. Dylan took out her sword and twirled it. "What are you doing?"
"Uh, nervous habit." Dylan said. "I should stop. What are Cas and Uriel asking Dean to do?"
"I don't know, but Alistair isn't walking around anymore, he trained Dean to torture people, in Hell." Dylan clicked her tongue against her teeth. Anna nodded. "I'm gonna try to find them, and find out. You got a phone?" Dylan nodded and gave Anna her number. "You should try to find Sam and Dean." She nodded again.
"How do I find you?"
"I find you." Dylan nodded.
"Okay then." Anna disappeared. "Super." She murmured and leaned to the wall behind her. She looked out, the alarms had stopped but a whole police battalion was there.
Later
Dylan found her phone on the table next to her, she had slept about an hour. The phone was ringing violently. She flipped it open.
"What?" She grumbled.
"Hey it's Sam." Sam's voice said. Dylan yawned irritably.
"Why are you calling at this ungodly hour?"
"Dean is missing." Dylan sat up and frowned.
"Okay. Need my help?"
"Would be good. You're pretty good friends with Cas right?"
"Yeah, if you can call it that. You know something's been killing angels right?"
"Yup. It's why they've taken him. Cas and Uriel, to interrogate Alistair."
"Ah. I'll try to look into it."
"Yeah." Sam hung up. Dylan groaned, got out of bed and walked to the door. She was exhausted, but she plowed on.
"ANNA!" She shouted to the high heavens.
"No need to shout." Anna said next to her.
"Bwah." Dylan shouted and jumped. "Hi." Anna smiled. "Sam's lost Dean."
"Come on." Anna grabbed Dylan and they moved through space and time and ended up in something that looked like nowhere.
"Wow." Dylan murmured.
"Cheyenne Wyoming, welcome." Anna said.
"Gee, thanks." Dylan murmured. They walked to a big house and inside it. Anna told Dylan to stay put, while she walked into a room. She heard a discussion between Anna and Cas. It took a while and Anna came out again.
"Talk to him." Dylan nodded and walked inside the room. Cas looked at her in surprise.
"What are you doing here?" He asked. Dylan smiled.
"I don't know." She murmured. "You're making Dean torture a demon?" She asked.
"Yes, you need to leave, now!" It was an order, no mistake there. Dylan had to fight with every fiber to stay in the room. Cas seemed to notice it. "You're getting stronger, you can fight me."
"Damn straight. Now I don't know what happened to Dean downstairs, I don't even know him very well, but I know this isn't good. Dean won't come back from this and be the same kind of Dean, okay? You know this is wrong!" She shouted at him.
"This is none of your concern. GO!" He ordered again. Dylan forced herself to stay.
"NO! You know that this is not what God would have wanted, these kinds of orders are wrong Castiel! And you know it, inside you. I know you, I don't know how, or why, but I know you, the very core of you, and I love you Castiel, and you can't do this!" She walked over to him and grabbed his jacket lapels.
"You are out of line, you know nothing of this."
"I know enough to know that this, is not right." Dylan shouted at him. She felt tears in her eyes and Cas took a long breath.
"Dylan I am following orders."
"Are you sure they're the right orders?" She asked him irritably.
Dylan lay down her head on the foot end of Dean's bed and felt herself drift off. She woke up a little later when Cas asked if Dean was okay. Dean looked at her, but wrote her off and looked at Cas. Dylan walked over to the door and heard Cas telling Dean he had started the apocalypse. She swallowed hard and looked down. Cas looked pained when he told Dean he couldn't tell him anything else.
"Find someone else, it's not me!" Dean said. Tears ran down his cheeks. Cas got up.
"I should send you back." Castiel told Dylan. She held up her hand.
"Give me a second." He nodded and walked out of the room and Dylan walked over to Dean. "Hey." He looked up at her.
"You tend to show up when I am down in the dumps and in no way ready to hit on you."
"Shut up Dean." She whispered. "You don't have to put on a show for me, I know you're scared and I know you don't think you can do this." He looked down, tears rolled down his cheeks. Dylan sat down next to him. "I know you, I don't know how Dean, but I know you can do this, I'm sorry for all the stuff they put you through and the hurting and the fear, but you can do this! Okay? And I'm gonna support you every step of the way. No matter what you say." Dylan said and stroked his brow. He looked down on his hands. Dylan kissed his brow and walked out of the room. "You can send me back now."