I wake myself up out of my sleep and sit up quickly "Crap!" I mutter once upright, remembering only now something that happened awhile ago.

"What's with you?" Dean asks, now dressed in his suit.

I shake my head "who's Jeriah?" I ask, not knowing how to explain to them what happened and how I met them.

"Jeriah?" Sam comes out of the bathroom, pulling at his tie to adjust it. "Isn't that one of Castiel's angel friends?" He looks to his brother.

Dean nods back at him then directs his attention back to me "how do you know him?" He asks firmly, his voice low.

"He uhh.. He came to me, was looking for you two." I put it as simply as I can "I was told to tell you, but I forgot."

"You forgot!?" Dean spits with rage.

"Dean." Sam urges him to calm down, putting a hand on his shoulder.

Dean brushes it away "Don't tell me to calm down. One of Castiel's angel friends come looking for us, probably with information about where he is and you forgot to tell us?" His voice rings loud through the room.

I stand up, annoyed at his anger towards me "I was kind of busy having a worm all up in my brain, being electrocuted and having a mini heart attack. So please forgive me for forgetting something so important, I must straighten out my priorities." I return sarcastically to him, my voice as loud as his.

Sam tries to calm us both down "alright, enough! Jaclyn, what did he say?" He asks, stepping closer to me so I can't even see Dean behind him.

I force myself to look at him instead of through him at his brother "to tell you that Jeriah was looking for you. That's it."

"Where was this?" Dean asks from behind his brother.

I still keep my eyes trained on Sam when I answer him "when I went to the apartment of the women who killed her husband. I was searching and he just showed up. He was in a rush, wasn't very chatty."

"Damn it!" Dean grumbles moving from behind Sam and closer to me "that's all he said, was to tell us that he was looking for us?" He asks.

I nod and Sam turns his direction towards his brother "we can't just bail on this Dean. Why don't you go follow up on Jeriah and we'll take care of this here. We'll be fine." He pushes him, knowing that finding Castiel is more important to Dean then figuring out what I did.

Dean eyes him cautiously "I don't know." He simply says with an exhale.

"Really Dean, we have this. Go find Jeriah and see what he wanted from us." Sam encourages further.

"Fine." Dean quickly turns to grab his gun, his bag and keys "but you call me if this turns out to be somethin', got it?" He points a finger directly to Sam and freezes, waiting for him to agree.

"Of course." Sam obliges his command.

Dean looks for my acknowledgement as well "we will" I assure and he nods, turning and leaving the motel. Sam stares after him and I pull him form his thoughtful trance "you can go with him if you want, I'd understand."

"No. I want to be here, he'll be fine." He smiles softly when he turns back to me. "Let's get going." He nods to me and moves to his phone to call for a cab. "His house is only a few blocks from here, I can drop you off on the way to his office." He says putting his phone to his ear after searching for something "Hi, I need a cab at the Starlight Motel on 7" he tells whoever is on the other end. "Thanks." He hangs up.

"I can walk there, can head out now. Say, when are you going to tell me about Castiel and what happened to him?" I ask. I've been hanging around the Winchesters for months and they barely breathe his name. All hunters with a brain know the Winchester's were hanging out with an angel but since I've been around, he's been gone.

Sam shrugs "we don't really know what happened." He explains "I can go over it at dinner later, let's take care of this." He promises me.

"Alright. Call me if he leaves and I'll get outta the house. I'll let you know when I'm done." I lean up and kiss him on the cheek "stay safe." I tell him.

"Stay safe yourself." He smiles back with a wink.

I shake my head back at him and leave the motel room, taking my phone out of my pocket and inputting the house address to follow the directions.

Once I get to the house it's weirdly quiet. There's no neighbors out, no birds chipping and it just feels odd standing outside it. I slowly walk to the side of the house, knowing there wouldn't be anyone to answer if I knocked for show to appease any noisy neighbors. I go around the back and find the sliding glass door. I look down and notice the wood blocking it, so even if I did pick the lock it wouldn't open. I move over to the window a few feet away and hope it's unlocked. I could pick the lock to the front door, but I'd rather go in unseen. To my luck, the window is unlocked and I slide it up after removing the screen. I climb through the window after grabbing the lawn chair to stand on and put my foot into the sink below. Once inside, I look around the kitchen and notice nothing off but the same quietness I felt outside. I first go through the cabinets, looking behind dishes and pots and feeling around the sides and tops of them. After clearing the kitchen then the bathroom I move to his work room. I jiggle and break open the weak filing cabinet he has in the office. I start to push the files around to look behind them when I notice something strange. Towards the back of the files is a name I'm familiar with. "What the-" I stutter as I pull it out. I open the file and skim through the pages in front of me. My mouth hangs open as I slam the cabinet shut and whip around to leave the house the way I came in. As soon as I am out into the air again, I put the window back in place I pull out the cell phone and dial Sam's number.

I impatiently pace the backyard with the file still in my hand "Hello?" He asks once he picks up.

"You won't believe what I just found." I tell him in a hurry.

"What?" He asks.

I freeze where I am standing, still not sure what all of this means "a file with my mother's name on it."

"What? Are you sure?" He asks me.

I nod like he's standing in front of me "Juliet Howell. And that's not all.." I add on "that house was not only in his family, but in mine!"

"Are you saying that you and him are related?" He asks me.

I shrug "I don't know, but I'm going to find out. Where are you?" I ask, walking now towards the front of the house. He tells me he's left the office a few minutes ago and is waiting for the cab to go back to the hotel. "I'll meet you there!" I say to him and hang up, walking quickly in that direction.