Author Note (READ): To tell the evil characters from the good, I'm changing the names.

Evil Dean: Deano

Evil Sam: Samuel

Evil Rachel: Rach

AU Castiel will always be spelled out (so no nickname for this AU Castiel)

This will hopefully keep you from getting confused… Enjoy the next chapter

A. Chapter 25

"Can I just say something really quick?" I announced as everyone was focused on our doubles. "What the fuck?"

"We should be saying that," Deano growled stepping forward, and I think that the brothers near me wanted to just go back into the diner. We had no clue what was going on. At first we're attacked by our damn allies, and now, these bozos show up.

"Who the hell are you?" Rach growled.

"Hey," I snapped. "Who said you get to ask questions? We're the ones completely fucking lost here!" I watched as the angels kept flicking their eyes from us to them. They looked pretty damn lost too, but I could also see that they had tensed when these three showed up.

"We should pick up our weapons," Dean whispered over to me and Sam.

Carefully and not tearing an eye from these duplicates, each of us bent down to grab our weapons. A few angels spun on us and had their blades pointed at us again, so we stopped mid-movement.

"Look," I sighed towards Castiel, his blade to close to my neck for comfort. "We're obviously not them. We just would like the chance to defend ourselves."

The holy tax accountant stared holes into me; I really did prefer my Cas… Wait, when did I refer to the angel as my angel? Well, this was a weird mindset for me. Quickly, I pulled myself into what was happening right in front of me. This was not the time for daydreaming.

"Well since no one is sure what side they're on," Samuel started referring to us, "Might as well take care of them for you."

My eyes bolted to the Winchesters who finally were able to pick up their guns filled with salt rounds. Sure, it wouldn't kill a demon, but it'd hurt like hell. I watched as Sam pulled Ruby's knife from inside his jacket. All our eyes were locked, and I gave the boys a grin.

"I assure you," I said standing and putting my back to Castiel, "we're pretty damn hard of to take care of." It was weird staring at mirror image of myself, and I had to keep myself from tensing up. A few of the angels around us finally took positions to fight these evil replicas, so it was nice that they forgot about us for a bit.

I watched intently at Samuel raised his hand, and three angels went flying backwards into other angels. Under my breath, I cursed. This wouldn't be easy at all. It was obvious from here that Deano and Samuel weren't exactly human anymore. The color of their eyes was proof to that. I just hoped that Dean and Sam were ready to attack their own versions head-on. I watched as Rach raised her hand with the same intent as Samuel, but I moved past the brothers and placed myself closer to. Raising my own hand, I blocked her power easily… Well, this was an advantage. This Rach only seemed to be using her own grace not Lucifer's. I wondered if that was because she didn't want to or because she didn't have it.

Next to me, the angels were picking themselves up. Giving Rach a smirk, I stepped one foot back prepared for the Nephilim to attack me. I didn't need to wait long as she pulled her own blade from her back and crossed with my two. I glanced at the markings on her blade, and it was like the complete opposite of mine. I used only one of my blades to block another one of her attacks and swung low with my other. Rach jumped the attack and back flipped… Damn, I should learn to do that.

"So, seriously what the fuck is going on here?" I asked Rach slicing with both of my blades. She used her one to block both. Her dark eyes met mine.

"Angel scum," she spat at me.

"Not the answer I was looking for," I sighed. Behind me, I heard a battle commencing. The two dark Winchesters seemed to have no problem taking on an entire garrison. I could only hope that my Winchesters would be fine. Pulling away, I attempted a spin kick, but again this damn darker version of me just back flipped away. "Seriously fight me or fucking run away. Pick one!"

This seemed to get to her, and she rushed me. Grinning as this was what I was waiting for, I dropped onto my back, placed my feet on her stomach, and chucked the girl over my head. Quickly, I jumped back to my feet and turned to face her. She was pushing herself off the ground, and I wanted to smirk. I was happy to see she didn't get the chance to go into a combat roll. My eyes shifted from her for a moment to the darker versions of the Winchesters. Deano had Dean trapped against a wall, and I could see that no angel would help. They didn't know who we were; even though, I think that it was pretty obvious by now that we were on their side. I waved my hand and sent Deano flying.

Now though, I realized I had the attention of Rach and Deano. They both got to their feet at the same time, and were both walking towards me. Of course, this is what I get! I wasn't going to run though. All I did was place one foot behind me. I was pretty damn ready to fight when I felt some power wrap around my body, but before I could defend against it, I was thrown sideways. I landed with a "uumph."

I glanced up from my position to see that Castiel had done it, but then I also realized that Samuel had been coming up behind me. The damn angel probably saved my life. Getting back to my feet, I prepared to take on all three, but thankfully Rach patted the eldest brother's shoulder before turning her attention back to the angels. Samuel glared but walked over to good Winchesters.

"So you get the pleasure of coming with us," Deano grinned maliciously. "I get to find out where you came from…" I doubted that included a simple question and answer session. From what I had seen, this Deano would have no problem torturing, and I had no plans going along with him.

"I think I'll have to generously decline," I replied preparing to fight again.

"That wasn't an invitation…" Dean moved to attack me, and with his new demonic powers, he was able to wretch my blades from me. He then moved to attack me. His first fist connected with my stomach, and I felt my side wound scream in agony. Hissing, I felt Deano wrap his hand in my hair and force me to stand straight, but I was ready this time. I spun on my heel and kicked the Winchester in the side.

Glancing over, I watched as Rach was taking on Castiel. Her blade was coming, and I knew he wouldn't be able to block it. Lashing out with my grace, I caught Rach off guard, and I took her into the air and held her there. Her eyes snapped over to mine.

I could read her thoughts just by the look on her face. It read: I'm going to gut you. Distracted for a moment gave the Winchester a chance to attack, but I was able to duck under his punch while keeping Rach trapped in the air. If this wasn't such a serious fight, I think even the angels might find it amusing.

I wonder… "Too bad the brothers have your brother cornered," I grinned. His eyes quickly searched for Samuel, who was completely fine and taking on the brothers with ease, but it worked to distract him. I nailed a fist directly into his face. "Apparently you still care about some things." Finally, I had to release the Nephilim when both Deano and Samuel attacked me with their own powers. It was a simple decision of keep the darker version of myself in the air or defend myself.

"Let's leave," Samuel snarled once he realized that they were surrounded by a garrison and the good Winchesters.

"This isn't over angels," Rach snarled before setting a hand on the shoulder of both dark brothers and disappearing from sight.

I collapsed to my knees. The entire fight, I actually had wanted to do this, but I knew that I had to keep fighting. Apparently, I was out fighting too early. My body was trembling again. Within moments, both brothers were by my side. Dean reached down and pressed a hand to the nasty slice on my side; I hissed and went to pull away. That's when we realized we weren't exactly surrounded by allies.

"Jesus," I sighed as the angels refused to put down their weapons.

"Seriously do you still think we're against you?" Dean snarled. "Or did you not just watch as we helped your asses?"

To my shock, Gabriel had her weapons down and approached us. She knelt by me and watched how bad I was shaking. She frowned before giving me a smile. I wanted to laugh; this Gabriel, I could tell I was going to like her.

"Rachel Moore," I introduced myself. "Ignore me shaking…"

"Lucifer's grace is still intact inside of you," she said which seemed to shock her. "Where are you from?"

"Not here," I responded as many of the angels visibly relaxed now that Gabriel seemed to have. "Look," I sighed. "All I know is that we went into stop Alistair from breaking one of the sixty six seals because you couldn't. It was angel proofed, and I could enter because I was only half… Next thing I know is I bled on the symbols, there was a light, and you guys were attacking us." I glanced at where the darker versions of ourselves disappeared. "Though now I can see why." My trembling increased, and I sighed.

"What is wrong with you?" I glanced up to see Castiel approaching, but I didn't really want to talk to him.

"Shaking," I replied. "What's yours?"

Gabriel smacked me upside the head, and I frowned but did nothing in return. This shocked a few of the angels still weary, but I didn't recognize them, so I didn't care for their opinions. My newest question was where the hell was Suriel?

The arch angel slid one of my arms across her shoulders and helped me to stand. Although difficult with the shaking, I kept my balance. I watched as a few angels on Gabriel's orders approached the brothers. They seemed wary on both sides, but the brothers let the angels place a hand on their arm before we seemed to blink. The next thing we knew we were back at the damn bed and breakfast we had left earlier. Except now the roof was collapsing in on its self, and the door was boarded up along with all the windows.

"What is this?" Dean asked. "I've stayed in motels better than this."

"Our safe house mud monkey," Uriel growled waving his hand revealing a stairway near one of the windows. With Gabriel's help, I was able to get down the stairs and through the door that had devil traps and anti-demon spells all across it. I think this was the ultimate test for us. Gabriel wanted to see if the brothers could cross the barrier which they did. Even this seemed to shock the arch angel.

"We're not them," I finally said after we stepped inside. It reminded me of Bobby's panic room except larger. There were already a few angels inside, and they bolted to their feet when they saw us. Many grabbed a weapon.

"Not again," I whined, but with a single word from Gabriel, the angels stopped and stared. She helped me over to a chair and helped me to sit. I tried to control my shaking, but it sucked. My entire body was trembling, and the brothers of course looking for any other wounds.

"I'll have to stitch up that side wound," Dean explained.

"Likewise," I joked pointing to the blood rolling down his left arm.

"Well you're first," the brother snapped before walking up to Gabriel cautiously and explaining he needed something to stitch me up with.

Once he was back, I laughed, "You're first because I'm trembling. You wouldn't be able to stitch me up like this."

Sam moved to take the needle from Dean, and we waited for him to either take off his shirt or roll his sleeve up. He opted for the first in the end. Dean struggled from his shirt, but once it was off, every angel was on their feet. I realized quickly what they all were staring at… the mark on his shoulder- the one from Cas.

"How did you get that?" Uriel growled.

"Well," Dean snapped. "When an angel groped…"

"Gripped," I corrected.

"Gripped and pulled me from the pit," Dean explained.

"You were pulled from Hell?" Gabriel questioned.

"Yeah," Dean replied moving so Sam could stitch the cut that ran near his collarbone.

"That's where we differ," Gabriel sighed. All of our eyes were locked on the arch angel. "In this world, we never pulled Dean Winchester from perdition. Samuel went dark, and we didn't even know about Lucifer's daughter until it was too late."

"This world," I said motioning around me.

"I think," Gabriel frowned. "I think you're not from this dimension. Father once said to Michael that this world had an infinite number of possibilities. I think it was literal now. You came from another plane of existence."

"That possible?" I questioned.

"It is God," Gabriel responded. "For whatever intentions or purposes, you three have been put in a world that has already lost the war."

"You mean…" Dean started.

"Yes," Gabriel sighed. "Lucifer walks free…"

Chapter 26: The three learn more of their new home until the angels can find a way for them to get back to their own. Rachel gets the chance to speak with this Castiel; Dean finds out what happened to Suriel; and Sam gets to see what exactly his powers are doing to him. All they know for sure is that their evil counterparts aren't going to let them just walk away…

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