Hello again my wonderful readers.

Yay I did it. Three chapters in one week. Please don't get used to this. I got very lucky that life worked with me on this. As always thank you all for reading, and a special thank you to those that are reviewing. They are greatly appreciated.

This chapter is broke into three parts. A little glimpse into all the family members. Plus maybe a little answers about Hannah. I hope you enjoy.

Castiel stood on the bridge watching the small stream flow beneath him. Things had went terribly wrong, and he had no idea how to fix them. The Winchester brothers hadn't learned things they should have by now. They weren't going on the right hunts. But most importantly Hannah and the children were missing. Leaning on the railing Castiel let out a heavy sigh.

"You look like someone who has the world on his shoulders." Castiel turned to see a young girl of maybe twenty walking toward him. She had visible tattoos both ears pierced one had a chain going from her ear to the ring in her nose.

"Why do you constantly change your vessel, Raziel?"

"Unlike you and Gabriel I am completely on the hit list." Raziel answered. "Besides, every one of my vessels are true believers. They are also knocking at deaths door. I just give them a little more time. I heal what I can while I can. It's really a win, win."

Castiel shook his head, as he looked back out at the stream. "It is very peaceful here. I've come here many times to think, or plan."

"So what is it this time?" Raziel stood beside Castiel.

"Perhaps a little of both." Castiel turned and sat on the railing. "Everything has been going so perfectly, I should have been better prepared for something to go wrong."

"Is this girl, and her children, vanishing truly that terrible?"

"More than I can put into words." Castiel said. "Hannah is Sam's anchor. They are so bound together, I'm not sure one can even live without the other."

"Okay, I'm still having a little trouble grasping a few things." Raziel said starting to pace in front of Castiel. "I've got that you're Castiel, but not the Castiel from this time. I checked in on him, you are like ten times stronger than him right now. Hell, you're stronger than Gabriel."

"Don't tell him that." Gabriel said suddenly appearing. "It gives him a big head." He glared at Castiel. "A dead man with a big head that is."

"I take it you still have not been able to locate them."

"Oh yeah got them in my back pocket." Gabriel growled and the wind picked up slightly. "Tell me you didn't know this was going to happen. Tell me you didn't keep this from me for some sick psycho reason."

"I swear to you I did not know." Castiel slid off the railing. "But I fear what this all might mean."

"She's not dead." Gabriel snapped. "Trust me, I would know the second, no matter what."

"Then she must be being hidden by a very powerful spell." Castiel crossed his arms a frown on his face. "I know of a few witches that could be powerful enough to hide her. But I have no idea why they would.

"Or it could be Enochain symbols." Raziel offered. The two men turned, and looked at her. "What, are you two the only ones that can have ideas? I mean, if I understand everything you've been telling me, that would be how I would hide her."

"Damn I knew there was a reason I liked you." Gabriel said clapping. "So now all we need to do is search out every little nook and cranny that is being protected by Enochain."

"I'm sorry that I mentioned it." Raziel said hopping up on the railing. "I'm pretty sure the whole point is to keep us from finding her."

"And if they know her parentage." Castiel shook his head.

"Nope not going to take away this moment of positivity." Gabriel said holding up his hand. "I'll keep in touch." With a snap he was gone.

"Sometimes I wonder how he's still alive." Raziel sighed.

"He's still alive because he is so powerful." Castiel said. "It is the reason I chose him."

"One of these days I'm going to ask you why you never came to me."

"How do you know I didn't?"

"I don't." Raziel shrugged hopping off the railing. "So did you?"

Castiel gave her a rare smile. "Perhaps I'll tell you. At another time." And with a soft swoosh he was gone. Shaking her head and laughing Raziel walked on across the bridge and into the woods.

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Hannah and her children were sitting on the couch flipping through a huge picture book. The now familiar clicking of the locks filled the room. As Hannah stood her three children slid off the couch as their mother had showed them. Hannah knew if this man truly wished to hurt them there was nothing she could do to stop him, but she sure the hell was going to try and keep her babies safe. As she moved around the couch the door swung open. The man was as always dressed nicely. He smiled at her as he walked into the room.

"I hope everything is to your liking."

"As well as a cell can be." Hannah responded.

The man seemed unfazed as he sat a box on one of the small tables. "I have brought some fresh clothes for you and the small ones."

"Why are you doing this?" Hannah asked tears suddenly forming in her eyes. "First you steal us from our home. Then you give us all this. Why?"

The man turned a small smile on his lips. "Don't you know?" Hannah shook her head. "I collect things of great power. Things that may one day help keep me safe. You and your children, are now the most powerful items in my collection."

Without thinking Hannah screamed, she wasn't even sure where the glass came from that was suddenly in her hand. She just tossed it. The man dodged just in time for the glass to shatter on the wall. "We are not items for you to collect."

"Oh but my dear you are." The man was so calm it enraged Hannah even more. Her hands started to tingle. "You really need to calm down my dear." The man took a step back raising his hands. He watched in shock as Hannah's eyes started to glow. Turning he ran slamming the door behind him.

Hannah closed her eyes collapsing to the floor. She had no idea how much time passed before small hands touched her back. Jerking slightly she looked up into Ethan's hazel eyes.

"Mommy what happened?"

Before Hannah could answer her eyes looked beyond her son to the walls. The wall seemed to be painted with strange glowing symbols. Slowly looking around the room, she saw that every inch of the room was covered with them.

Looking back at Ethan she just pulled him into her arms. She honestly had no answer for him.

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"Are you sure it's a good idea letting that guy live?" Kathy asked. "I mean, not even all the Jedi were good."

Dean smiled reaching across the front seat, and taking her hand. "No I'm not sure. But it was Sam's call. He said Andy wasn't a threat."

Kathy sighed squeezing Dean's hand. "I'm not so sure Sam should be making any bigger decisions, then when he should go to the bathroom. And even then, I've noticed he gets side tracked."

"I can't really blame him." Dean said. His father's truck was just in front of them. He knew Sam was stretched out in the back seat sleeping, again thanks to Kathy. Logan and Kaden in the front seat, they had insisted on helping keep an eye on their Uncle. "You know, he's not going to fall for your sleep potion very many more times."

"He didn't this time." Kathy smiled sadly. "I saw it in his eyes, when I handed him the water bottle. After he drank half of it, he kissed my cheek. Then climbed into the back seat of the truck."

"At least it helps keep the nightmares away." Dean said. "So where are we heading again?"

"Pennsylvania." Kathy answered. "Dad insists that we keep hunting, while we search for Hannah."

"Yeah, well I insisted that you and the boys go stay with Bobby or Daisy, but you didn't agree with me."

"I liked Dad's idea better." Kathy smiled, lifting Dean's hand and kissing it. "Bobby and Daisy are doing everything they can to help. I'm doing all I can to keep my family together. You saw what happened to Sam the few days he was alone. He needs you."

"I always knew Sam was the strongest of all of us. I never truly realized, until now, how strong he is." Dean sighed. "If I ever lost you and the boys, I'm not sure I could survive."

Kathy scooted closer, and laid her head on his shoulder. "Good thing you're never going to have to find out. Once we find Hannah, and the Minis, we will guard ourselves against anything and everything."

"Sounds good to me."

In the truck John glanced into the back seat, at his sleeping son. Thankfully it didn't look as though he was having a nightmare. John just hoped he was sleeping somewhat peacefully. Looking at the seat next to him John smiled. Logan and Kaden had the map spread out and were silently mapping out the route.

"So how much further?" John asked.

"Nine hours at least." Kaden answered.

"We'll have to stop before that, so Dad can eat." Logan stated.

John laughed. "Very true. But for now we'll just let Sam sleep. Dean can live without food for a little while."

"Don't bet on it." Logan glanced back at Sam. "Are you sure Uncle is okay?"

"As okay as he can be." John answered honestly. "He'll be better when we find Hannah and the little ones."

"I miss them." Kaden laid his head over on John's arm. "Nothing feels right without them around."

"I know sport." John patted Kaden's leg. "We'll find them."

"We better soon." Logan said. "I'm not sure how much longer Uncle can go without Aunty."