Oh Heavenly Father, Oh Heavenly…Daughter?

[A/N: I do not own SPN sadly...*pouty face* Nor' to I own Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, or Misha Collins. *even more pouty face* They belong to their gf's/wife's –luckys...- And SPN belongs to Erik Kripke. God bless you man. God bless you... Anyways Hope you all enjoy this story.]

Chapter 11

Char's POV

"HOLY CRAP!" She squeaked in shock and jumped forward, landing directly in Sam's lap. "Oh God, I'm sorry." She flushed looking up at the startled and amused looking man. "S'no problem at all. Hey Cass, this is Char." Cass? Like… like dad Cass? Slowly turning her head, she felt her eyes grow comically wide as they landed on the man originally behind her.

Sonova… It was! But he looked so... so different! Her father's normally messy wayward hair that was normally hung across his forehead was now lightly resting on top of his head, a calm lightness to it that helped it stay up.

And his normal ensemble that usually consisted of either a baggy pair of worn in jeans or loose sweat pants, a t-shirt and boots was now replaced by a very formal looking dark suit, dress shoes and a long, tan trench coat.

Her eyes drifted upwards and unintentionally locked eyes with the curious-eyed angel. Ohhhh crap, this isn't good. Not good at allll. She saw his eyes become painfully wide; mouth opening into a slight gape and quickly jerked her head up to Sam's ear, hissing just out of her father's hearing shot, "Sam! You have to convince my dad to leave before he figures out who I am!" T

he older man's look became one of confusion. "But wh-"She cut him off, "No questions right now, later. Now hurry up!" She quickly scrambled out of the younger hunters lap and fastly brushed her bit below shoulder length raven shaded hair over the side of her face.

Sam's POV

What the hell was going on? Sam thought with annoyance at how much he was becoming confused lately, but obediently followed her plea. Standing up he walked over to Cass and awkwardly put his arm around the angels shoulder, guiding him around and towards the door.

"Hey Cass…Were friends right?" The angel took a moment away from gaping to look carefully up at the younger Winchester and nodded slowly, "Yes Sam, I like to think we have progressed passed the mild acquaintance part of our relationship. Why is that of import at the moment?" He questioned, giving him his famous head tilt and curious gaze.

Clearing his throat, when Cass had started to look back over his shoulder again, Sam moved his arm in front of his gaze to the bed and continued. "Yea…Well this is one of those instances where I'm going to need to you to just trust me and not question what I'm about to say, alright?"

The angel nodded slowly, "And what is that?" Glancing carefully back at the bed for a split moment and taking in the view of the girl quickly making the 'hurry-the-hell-up!' face from behind her dark locks. Sighing loudly he turned back to Cass and said slowly, "I'm going to need you to leave.

How did you find us here anyways? Are the symbols you carved into your ribcages not working?" Sam asked, slightly worried. Castiel shook his head. "No Sam they are working just fine. I called Dean and asked him where you were staying. And why do you need me to-" Sam held up his hand to stop the angel in midsentence.

"No questions. Please? Just gotta trust me here Cass." The angel's lips made a tight line, and he was quiet for a moment before he finally sighed and nodded. "Very well Sam. Call me if you need me to return." Sam saw Cass start to look over his shoulder for one last fleeting glance and quickly stepped into his line of vision and feigned an innocent smile.

"Will do Cass. I'll talk to you later, alright?" The tight line became more pronounced, but the angel merely nodded and was gone with the soft flutter invisible wings. Running his hands through his hair, Sam slowly turned around and narrowed his eyes on the flushed looking girl.

"We'll talk about that weird little incident later. Now, as you were saying before?"

The young girl tried to feign innocence as well, "Saying? Saying what? I wasn't saying anything." A small smile graced his lips.

"No you didn't, but you were going to tell me about what was happening before you passed out. Then Cass showed up and you freaked out. Now, as you were saying?" Sam repeated for effect. With a loud, defeated sigh, an un-healthily large amount of sadness appeared in the smaller girl's eyes and she nodded.

"Yea…I guess you should know. But…you're not going to like it." Giving her a grim smile, Sam nodded knowingly.

"Story of my life, Char."

Dean's POV

Dean carefully cruised along the long stretch of highway out in front of him. Char was here…Why the hell was Char here? Last time he saw her…Dean flinched, and carefully maneuvered around the painfully memories that came with remembering.

What was important was figuring out why she was here. Dean sighed loudly and after running his hands thoroughly through his hair reached over and blasted Shook Me All Night Long and smiled. Ahhhh, Angus Young… You've yet to disappoint.

Looking over to the slowly cooling bag of burgers and fries to his side, he carefully stepped on the gas, effectively speeding the car up a bit more. God does he hate cold burgers. Sure he'll eat them, hey foods food but still. After driving for a bit longer the older hunter saw the old motels blinking sign of, The Radisson's Cousin come into view. Dean snorted loudly and shook his head.

The place was far as hell from the Radisson, thats for sure.

Carefully pulling into the parking lot, Dean parked the car and switched it off grabbing the bag of food from the passenger's seat and hopping out of the car. Jogging up the steps to the second floor of the small motel, he walked over to room 23 and grabbed the keys out of his pocket.

Pushing the key into the lock he twisted it and pushed the door open. "Don't worry guys, for I'm back with the foo…" Dean trailed off as he took in the sight before him. Sam was sitting on the bed with a painful look of woe on his face and Char sat next to him, looking down to her fiddling hands quietly. Stomach clenching, he asked carefully, "Guys…What is it? Something happen while I was gone?"

His brother was silent for a long moment, and seconds before Dean thought he was going to scream from the tension Sam quietly croaked out, "Dean…We need to talk."


Disclaimer: Well, there it is. :) Chapter 11! Looks like the truth is finally going to come out. Wondering how Dean will react? Tune in next chap and find out!

[A/N: P.S. I have my character (Char's) pic on my account page. I finally found a star that I have been shooting for how she looks perfectally. :) Bye!]