Chapter Twenty-five: Yes, Your Grace Part II

We stood in shock. I knew that it was coming but hearing him say it was something completely different. She was an innocent girl. What was so threatening about her?

"Cass?" I frowned at him. He refused to meet my eyes.

"You want Anna? Why?" Sam frowned at them.

"Out of the way." Uriel said taking a couple steps forward.

"Whoa. Okay, I knew she's wiretapping your angel chats or whatever. But it's no reason to gank her." Dean frowned at him.

"Don't worry. I'll kill her gentle." Uriel grinned.

"Back off." I told him.

"You're some heartless sons of bitches, you know that?" Dean frowned at them.

"As a matter of fact, we are. And?" Cass frowned back. I just looked at him wide eyed.

"Where is all of this coming from?" I asked him quietly.

"Anna's an innocent girl." Sam shot at him.

"She is far from innocent." Cass replied.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Sam asked.

"It means she's worse than this abomination you've been screwing. Now, give us the girl." Uriel told him.

I watched Cass, seeing the guilt and torn expression on his face. He still refused to meet my eyes.

"Sorry. Get yourself another one. Try JDate." Dean told the dark angel.

"Who's gonna stop us? You three? Or this demon whore?" Uriel grinned.

As he said it he grabbed Ruby, tossing her across the room. Pinning her, he brought his hand up to her, ready to kill her, only Dean went to her rescue. My eyes went to Cass, who was stepping toward Sam. Moving in front of him, I grabbed his jacket.

"Please, Cass, don't do this." I told him pleadingly. He put his hand on my face, his eyes sad and yet focused. "Don't." I said as he put his fingers to my forehead.

Opening my eyes, Dean was helping Ruby up as Sam slowly got to his feet.

"Where's Cass?" I asked.

"Come on." Dean said moving me toward the back room. Rushing thought it, all eyes turned to Anna. "Anna? Anna."

"Are they gone?" Anna asked, blood running from the gash on her arm.

"Did you kill them?" Dean asked.

"No. I sent them away. Far away." She replied.

"How?" I frowned at her, looking at the symbol on the mirror.

"That just popped in my head. I don't know how I did it. I just did it." She replied.

"What do you think?" Dean said looking at me and Sam.

"Anna's getting more interesting by the second." Sam told him.

I just shook my head and went into the other room. I tried to wrap my head around what happened. Why Cass would want to kill her.

"You okay?" Ruby asked.

"Not really." I told her.

"Anything I can do?"

"No." I said shaking my head. "I owe you an apology."

"For what?" She frowned at me.

"You're not as bad as I thought. You've done a lot to help us. I appreciate that."

"You're welcome." She smiled at me.

"We're leaving." Dean said leading Anna from the cabin.

Following last, I noticed Sam getting his own car. "What are you doing?"

"I'm gonna go look into a couple things." He told me.

"I'm going with you." I told him. "Dean, I'm going with Sam."

"Be careful." Dean told me gently.

"Love you." I smiled at him.

"Love you." He smiled and winked at me.

Getting in the car I took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

"You okay?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, just drive." I replied putting my elbow on the sill, resting my head in my hand.

Sitting in the car, I waited for Sam to get back from his little investigation. I wasn't in the mood to fight through questions. I wasn't sure I wanted the answers. Cass wanted Anna. Dean and Sam wanted to protect her. Ruby as well. But…what made her far from innocent? What made Cass want to kill her? I trusted Cass. If there was something about her that made him want to kill her then I couldn't help but be torn. Again. I would protect her with Dean and Sam. She was sweet and she didn't deserve this, but it was hard not to wonder why.

"You okay?" Sam asked getting in.

"Just thinking. What you got?" I asked him.

"This isn't her first psych break." Sam told me as he handed me the papers. "When she was 2 and a half, she'd get hysterical anytime her dad got close. She was convinced that he wasn't her real daddy."

"But he was." I frowned at him.

"I know. Anna never said who she thought he was. She just kept repeating that this real father of hers was mad. Very mad. Like wanted-to-kill-her mad."

"You're kidding."

"I wish. She saw a kid's shrink, got better and grew up normal." He said as he started the car.

"That doesn't make any sense. There has to be more to this." I frowned as I read through everything. It all was exactly like he said.

"A church deacon and a housewife." I frowned as I kept looking over and over again.

"Hoping something is going to pop out at you?" Sam asked as he watched me keep flipping.

"Something doesn't add up." I replied.

"Like what?"

"I don't know. But something isn't sitting well with me at all. If Cass wants her dead then she has to be more than just an angel radio. She has to be more important for some reason. She just has to be."

"You're not going to trust the facts?"

"Facts can be wrong." I told him. "They're wrong all the time. People can change things. They can make it so people believe what they want them to believe. She is hiding something." Pausing, I looked up at him. "I have a feeling it's nothing good."

Sitting on the couch at Bobby's, I nursed my third beer. I still couldn't figure out what we might be missing. There had to be answers hidden between the lines. There had to be something that was staring at us that we hadn't noticed before.

"There has to be something we're missing." I whispered to myself.

Pausing, I heard Sam filling Dean in on what we found. It was nothing special. Nothing that we didn't already know, or needed to know. Just because she didn't believe her father to be her real father, didn't mean anything.

"Or does it…?" I said and got up, pacing as I thought further.

Something was clicking. I froze momentarily before running from the room. Only, I didn't make it far as I walked into an argument.

"No, you're right, Anna. Is there anything you wanna tell us?" Sam asked her.

"About what?" Anna shot at him.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Instead of just asking me you all looked into me behind my back. Find anything interesting?"

"The angels said you were guilty of something. Why would they say that?" Sam asked her.

"You tell me. Tell me why my life has been leveled, why my parents are dead. I don't know. I swear, I would give anything to know." She said as her fear showed.

"Okay. Then let's find out." Sam told her.

"How?" Anna asked.

Frowning at my brother, I looked to Dean. He seemed to understand what he was thinking.

"Pamela." Sam told me.

Sighing, I shifted my feet. "Do you really think that's a good idea?" I asked. "After what's happened to her."

"She'll want to help." Dean told me.

"Okay." I told him.

"I'll go get her." He said and headed for the door. "You wanna come with me?"

"I'm gonna stay here." I told him.

"Everything okay?" He frowned.

"Yeah, I promise." I said and gripped his jacket, kissing him quickly. "Hurry back."

"Will do." He said kissing me again.

Once he was gone, Sam took Anna back down to the basement. The panic room was the safest place for her. And I needed to figure out if I was right or not. Standing, I left the house, running through the rows of cars. Moving to the back of the junkyard, I paced with my thumb nail in between my teeth. I was torn on whether I should go through with it or not. Pacing, moving everything through my head. I stopped when I recognized the car I was standing in front of. A smile graced my lips as I thought of Dean. We got re-engaged on top of the hood in front of me. That seemed so long ago now. Taking a deep breath, I looked to the sky, shutting my eyes.

"Cass. Cass, I need to ask you something." I said and looked at the car. "I think I figured it out."

"What are you thinking?" He asked as he appeared.

"She's an angel." I told him. He just looked at me. "I'm right, aren't I?"

"You don't need to know this." He replied.

"What does that mean, Cass?" I asked stepping up to him.

"It means that she's dangerous and that she needs to die. She knows too much. She's a betrayer. She turned her back on her father." He told me.

"You're angry." I stated. "She means something to you." The realization made a twinge of jealousy move through me.

He sighed, putting his hand on my face. He leaned in and kissed my forehead. It was as if he knew exactly what I was thinking. He had the slightest smile on his face. It was comforting and yet ridiculous that I needed to be comforted in the first place. Putting my hands on his arms, I leaned into him.

"You smell amazing." He whispered in my ear.

I smiled and looked at him playfully, "Thank you. You look amazing."

He smiled and put his forehead against mine. It was my turn to sigh as my hand moved to his face.

"I'm sorry." He told me.

"For what?" I asked with a frown.

"For everything."

"Don't be sorry." I told him shaking my head. "I've loved every moment with you."

"We're doomed to always be just out of reach of each other." He practically whispered.

"It sucks." I smiled at him. "It's completely crazy. But I'm going to try my best to be loyal to Dean. But, like I've said before, I need you. I need you so much that it's probably unhealthy."

"I know the feeling." He said pushing my hair behind my ear. "I shouldn't be here."

"I'm glad you are though." I told him, my smile widening.

He put his arms around me. I did the same, running my hand down the back of his head. He buried his face in my neck. Holding him tightly, I breathed him in. As the seconds ticked by, the situation became more and more dangerous. His lips found my neck and I unconsciously tilted my head to give him better access. I gripped his hair as my other hand moved to his neck. Soon his lips were at my jaw line before coming to rest against my own.

"We can't do this." I whispered to him.

"I know." He replied as his hands became more urgent.

"Cass…" I said trying to make myself make him stop.

His hand moved under my shirt, it's warmth nice against my skin. He froze and kissed me deeply before he stepped away from me. We both stood there breathing heavily. I just looked at him before rushing to him, my lips meeting his again. We were locked in a passionate kiss before I pulled away, pacing away from him.

"I can't…" I said and shook my head at him. "I just wanted to know if I was right. I didn't mean for this…" I said but couldn't finish.

"I know." He told me.

"We can't…"

"I know."

"But…"

"I want it just as much as you do." He told me sadly.

"I still love you very much." I told him, my words dripping with despair.

"I love you too." He said stepping up to me, putting his hand on my face.

"But you know we can't." I told him slowly.

"I do." He said rubbing my cheek with his thumb.

For a moment I just looked at him. Then I laughed and shook my head. "We are in so much trouble."

He laughed with me, pulling me into another hug. Cass stayed with me until we heard the Impala coming back up the drive. He gently ran his fingers through my hair before he disappeared. Heaving a heavy sigh, I got off the all too familiar car hood, and made my way back to the house. Pamela was smart and talented enough to figure out what was going on. I just hoped that this whole thing turned out okay in the end.

"Evy!" Pamela exclaimed and turned as I walked up behind them.

"Pamela!" I said and jogged the short distance into her open arms. "It's so good to see you."

"Haven't heard from you for a while." She said in a scolding tone.

"I know. I'm sorry." I told her. "With everything that's been going on, keeping in touch hasn't been high on the list."

"Well, it should be." She said hitting my shoulder.

"I'll do better." I smiled at her.

"Come on, lead me to the others." She commanded, linking her arm with mine.

"We're here." Dean announced as we walked downstairs.

"Pamela. Hey." Sam said walking up to her.

"Sam. Sam?" She grinned.

"Yeah, it's me, Sam. Yeah?"

"Sam, is that you?"

"I'm right here." He said with his hands on her arms.

"Oh. Know how I can tell?" She said and grabbed his ass. "That perky little ass of yours. Bounce a nickel off that thing." She said and laughed. "Of course, I know it's you, Grumpy. Same way I know that's a demon and that poor girl's Anna. And that you've been eyeing my rack." I openly laughed and looked at Sam's shocked face as he mumbled. "Don't sweat it, kiddo. I still got more senses than most." She said and walked toward Anna. "Hey, Anna. How are you? I'm Pamela."

"Hi." Anna said shyly.

"Dean told me what's been going on. I'm excited to help." Pamela told her.

"Oh, that's nice of you." Anna smiled.

I grinned and shook my head at them. Knowing what Anna was didn't change the innocent look of her. The fact that she didn't know what she was. She didn't know what was going on and why. But something told me that by the time Pamela was done with her she would remember.

"Well, not really. Any chance I can dick over an angel, I'm taking it." Pamela told her.

My smile disappeared knowing that her white plastic eyes were because of Castiel. If only she had listened to him. If only she had just turned away when she had the chance.

"Why?" Anna asked.

"They stole something from me." She replied and showed Anna her eyes. "Demony, I know. But they're just plastic. Good for business. Makes me look extra-psychic, don't you think?" She said and laughed. Despite it all she still had a good sense of humor. "Now, how about you tell me what your deal is? Hmm? Don't you worry." She said leading the girl to the panic room cot. Anna laid down and Pamela took a seat in a chair next to her, her tone gentle. "Nice and relaxed. Now I'm going to count down from five to zero. When we're at zero, you'll be in a deep state of hypnosis. As I count down, just go deeper and deeper, okay? Five, four, three, two, one. Deep sleep. Deep sleep. Every muscle, calm and relaxed. Can you hear me?"

"I can hear you." Anna replied.

"Now, Anna, tell me how can you hear the angels? How did you work that spell?"

"I don't know. I just did."

"Your father, what his name?"

"Rich Milton."

"All right. But I want you to look further back when you were very young. Just a couple of years old."

"I don't wanna."

"It'll be okay, Anna. Just one look, that's all we need."

"No." There was a frown on her face. Anna was afraid.

This part was what I was interested in. I wanted to know what she was hiding and if she was going to tell us about her real father. The one that I already knew of. But to hear it come from her would be different.

"What's your dad's name? Your real dad. Why is he angry at you?"

"No. No." She said as she turned her head back and forth, her brow furrowed and her frown set. "No! No!"

"Calm down." Pamela said moving over her.

"No, he's gonna kill me!" Anna yelled.

"Anna? You're safe."

My breathing quickened as she became more and more agitated. She moved from lying to sitting, yelling and flailing. Looking at Ruby through the door, her expression seemed to mirror my own. Anna yelled out again and the door slammed in Ruby's face. I jumped out of the way, turning to the girl that was arching in fear as the lights started to burst, the electricity of them bouncing off the walls.

"Calm down. It's all right, Anna." Pamela said trying to calm her down.

Dean rushed forward to try and help. Pamela tried to stop him but Anna hit him, causing him to fly backward.

"Dean!" I yelled rushing to him.

"I'm okay." He said as I helped him up.

"Wake in one, two, three, four, five." Pamela said and Anna settled back against the pillow. "Anna? Anna?"

Anna sat up as she looked at all of us. Then she looked at Pamela. Her expression had changed completely. She wasn't the same Anna anymore. "Thank you, Pamela. That helped a lot. I remember now."

"Remember what?" Sam frowned.

"Who I am." She replied.

"I'll bite. Who are you?" Dean asked with a raised brow.

"I'm an angel." She told him.