No reviews last chapter? Aw :( That was like the most fun chapter I wrote. Oh well. Here is the last chapter for the arc, then it dives into a few one shots. YAY! This is mostly a Cass centered one. ENJOY!

Arc 3: Anomaly

Chapter 7: Guilted into Resolve

Sam knocked gently from behind the closed door. "Okay. I'm ready."

"Go do your thing, Cass." Dean said.

Cass nodded and walked off to initiate his part of the plan. His part was simple. Cause a distraction. Sam had told him his part of the plan and he understood it. He would follow it to the letter. And since he had obtained knowledge about many human inventions, it should be easy for him to accomplish. He meandered his way through the halls, making his way casually towards the backside of the tiny hospital. His eyes darted around him, attempting to locate the box that he needed to interact with. It was one of the farthest rooms, out of sight of nearly all in the hospital, that soon came within Cass's sight. He had a hunch and went with it.

This is probably the correct room. Soon, we will be rid of this place and hopefully get to the bunker without Asherial reappearing.

He gazed around, making sure he wasn't being seen before entering the unlocked room. Once inside, he immediately found the breaker box. It was closed and locked with a four digit, heavy-duty padlock. Castiel used his angelic strength and pulled it off, the medal ring snapping from the sudden pulling force. Then, he opened the box and looked for the switch that would kill it all. It was red one at the top. One shift motion and it was moved to the 'off' position. It responded instantly by the light inside the room switching off momentarily before being lit by the emergency generators kicking in.

Castiel had completed his first part. Now, he just had to initiate part two. The easiest part.

The lights flickered off for a moment before only select few hall lights came back to life. Castiel had completed his part of the plan. Dean moved to do his part. He checked down the hall to see if any of the staff were looking or coming towards them. However, Cass's part of the plan was causing both the small security force to check on the main breaker box and the medical professionals to run around, probably checking on the more critical patients to see if the medical apparatuses were still fully functional on the backup power.

Dean opened the door for Sam. "Let's go."

"Right." Sam slowly made his way out of the room, carrying the still unconscious Jedi, bridal style.

Dean noticed that Sam had not put her jacket on her but had laid it over her like a blanket. Sam could have easily have put that on her, but he didn't. He also saw that his younger brother was looking down on her, making sure that he kept her head leaning against his arm and her feet from hitting the trim of the doorway. His immediate 'older brother' attitude slipped for just a moment. "Aww. That's adorable."

"Huh?" Sam was confused but put two and two together. His eyes narrowed at his brother's remark. "What do you mean?"

Dean brushed him off. "Nothing. Just rambling." He nodded towards the emergency exit door that was sure to sound an alarm as soon as they opened it. It was the quickest way out and to avoid being stopped by the staff in the hospital. "Come on."

Sam sighed as he followed closing behind his brother. The sooner they got to the Impala, the sooner they could get to the bunker.

Cass had finally reached one of the emergency exits of the hospital. He waited until he heard the alarm that Sam had mentioned during the rundown of the plan. It was a few seconds until it finally sounded over the whole building. The brothers had gone through an emergency exit and were outside. He pushed the door open and walked out into the world enveloped in the sunset's glow. As the door closed, he made his way out onto the parking lot. He stood and would wait for the others there, as was the plan.

It did give him some more time to think to himself, without having to worrying about either Dean or Sam reading him through his facial expressions. He was still feeling emotional repercussions from the incident. They weren't about to go away anytime soon. Thinking about them should help…right?

Asherial. What are you thinking? You've only went after monsters. Monsters that had potential to decimate small towns and lonely houses that humans lived in, that would be forgotten in time. Why are you going after Angela, a human? Yes, she does have power. But, from what I've seen, it is not much. You've never went after humans that were gifted with powers. Sure, she is not of this world but that does not warrant for you to attack her. She may be an anomaly, but she is far from a threat to life on this world. Unless she is hiding-

"Cass!"

Cass blinked and shook his thoughts from his mind. Dean had drove the Impala right up next to him without him noticing. He had been very deep in his thoughts. "Sorry."

Dean didn't think much of it. "Get in."

Castiel on instinct went for the door to the backseat but saw it was already fully occupied. Sam was sitting behind the driver's seat, while Angela was laying on the rest of the backseat, her body leaning on Sam with her head resting on his right shoulder. Cass took hold of the passenger's side door and took his seat in the front of the car, with Dean.

With anyone there, Dean made Baby leave the parking lot and onto the road. They were all on a nonstop trip back to the bunker.

They had made it back to the bunker without a hitch. Once Baby was in the garage and Sam had taken Angela to her room, they grouped together in the library. There were many things that had to be discussed. Once they sat down and thought to themselves, they were ready.

Cass went over everything about Asherial to the brothers. He told of her job, which was to eliminate threats that could, will or had the potential to decimate small communities. These threats had always been monsters or demons in some way, shape or form. This was the first time Asherial had targeted someone that was human, who was Angela. Cass also made it a point that, like the brothers, she should have some protection to hide from them as well.

"She needs to be hidden from the angels." Cass said.

"You mean like the Enochian sigils you etched onto our ribs years ago?" Sam asked.

Cass nodded. "Like that. However, I'm going to have to…create them."

Dean raised a questionable eyebrow. "Create them?"

"The sigils in the two of you essentially erase your aura's presence from all angels. If Angela were to have the same ones, it would only intensify her lack of an aura, making her even more visible to the angels. I'm going to have to create a mixture of sigils that will give her an actual aura. It'll be as if she has one, when she really doesn't."

The worry for Angela's safety had dimmed slightly between Sam and Dean. That would be one problem solved until they could completely take care of Asherial and her actions. Now, they jumped onto another subject.

Dean spoke up first about it. "Cass, you didn't sense anything when some of Angela's hair changed to black, did you?"

Cass shook his head. "Sorry. I did not."

Sam kept to himself for a moment before speaking his mind. "Maybe it was an effect."

"An effect?" Dean questioned.

"Yeah. Maybe it was caused when her body quickly healed."

The older Winchester thought verbally about it. "Perhaps. Or maybe she doesn't know about it. We won't know until we ask her, whenever she wakes up."

Silence permeated the air of the bunker for a few seconds. Cass spoke up again. "I will go and create the sigils that Angela will need. It shouldn't take more than an hour. However, I have a suspicion that I will not be able to etch them on her ribs like I could with the two of you. My healing powers did not work on her. It's safe to assume my other abilities cannot either. She'll need them tattooed like your anti-possession symbols."

Cass paused a moment before saying his next part of his idea.

"Once that is done, I will head out and seek Asherial." Cass saw Dean was about to argue him, so he quickly reassured Dean. "It will be merely intel gathering from a distance. I'm not engaging her without knowing what her intentions are and without the two of you. I have learned that it is better to work as a team instead of on my own."

Dean mentally sighed in relief and Sam nodded at Cass's plan. They went into more details about the plan and everything else related to it. Cass then went off to create the sigils necessary for Angela to blend into the world's background energy. It was several trials and errors writing several sigils on many sheets of paper before Cass finally got it just right. It was pronounced 'Un Van Don Un' or 'aura' in English. It would be enough power to give Angela a human aura, once it was placed on her.

Once that was done and given to the brothers, Cass started to set out. Before he made it to the first step, Dean stopped him and tossed a phone to him.

"You be sure to check in every once in a while, alright?"

Cass put the device into one of his trenchcoat's pockets. "I will call regularly."

The angel set off to gather all information he could. He felt that there was no other way he could right the wrong. He still felt guilt about the whole situation that happened. He should have known. Should have pieced it together that Asherial was targeting Angela. Should have seen the trap.

Should but did not.

He was going to see this through until the end.

Whatever that end was going to be.