A/N: As the virus keeps us away from our favorite things, I thought I would post another letter to help ease the tension and boringness. Two more letters left, and we will be ending this journey, but I have another story ready to go that I hope you will enjoy. Thank you to all who have taken the time to read this array of creatures I have put together. You guys are the best. I do enjoy reviews. If you can please leave one. It would help make my day brighter. NC


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The bunker was quiet as Sam made his was down the hall and up the steps to the library. He faltered slightly when he saw Castiel sitting at a table with several books around him reading. They were the only ones in the bunker now since Dean had left once Gadreel had been forced to leave Sam's body. He had taken it hard when Kevin had been killed by Gadreel while possessing Sam's body. Sam had been enraged to find out what he had done and made no attempt at stopping Dean from leaving. He was afraid this might have been the last straw that broke them for good this time.

"Hey Cas," Sam said moving on toward the kitchen. His voice was dull and had no emotions as Sam fought to keep everything buried in his mind.

"Hello Sam, I made coffee," Castiel replied looking up at the hunter and studying him. He had been slowly healing what was left to do inside of him once Gadreel had been expelled.

"Thanks." Sam grabbed a cup and poured the coffee. He added cream and sugar before coming back to join Castiel at the table. He felt uncomfortable not saying anything and asked, "What are you reading?"

"I found some old tomes on angels and was curious to see what it said," Castiel replied. "They really didn't know very much about my kind. How are you feeling today?"

"Better, I guess."

"Would you like me to continue the healing process. I think only a few more times and you will be done."

"Sure Cas, might as well get it over with." Sam sat his cup down and waited as Castiel got up to stand behind him. He could feel his hands carefully wrapping around his head and felt the tingle of grace run through his body for a moment before ebbing away. He knew Castiel could only do a little at a time with his limited powers and was grateful for it. The grace seemed to add a small amount of energy to his body and he was almost feeling like himself again.

"Have you heard from Dean?" Castiel asked and felt Sam's body stiffen and could feel the tension building inside of him before he took his hands away. He could tell this was a raw wound that had not healed.

"No," Sam stated flatly. His feelings were still all over the place when it came to his brother and what he had done.

"Should I try to call him?" Castiel asked innocently. "It has been a week since he left, and I have not heard from him. Are you not worried?"

"Dean's an adult and can take care of himself. He doesn't need checking on. He made his choice…" Sam picked up his cup and got up from the table to leave, pausing when Castiel spoke again.

"Dean thought he was helping you, Sam. He didn't want to see you die," Castiel spoke softly. He sighed when Sam didn't reply and walked back toward the bedrooms. He knew a rift had been created between the brothers and wondered if it could be repaired. He took his seat and began to read again wanting to be here for Sam and hoped Dean would come back soon.

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Sam headed back down the hall, only pausing for a moment outside Dean's bedroom door and then headed down and around the corner to his own. He couldn't help the feelings raging inside of him and didn't know if he could ever forgive Dean for what he did. Sam settled on his bed with his laptop to check if there were any hunts nearby. He wanted to do something to get his mind off his brother and what he, himself, had done to Kevin when he was possessed by Gadreel. Even if it wasn't him actually killing Kevin, it was still his hands that had done it.

After letting the laptop boot up, Sam went to the search engines he used to look for possible cases and began to scroll through them seeing if anything looked promising or interesting. He did that for nearly an hour and switched to his emails to see if anything needed addressing. He answered a few of them and cleaned out his inbox before sitting back to sip his coffee and grimacing when he found it cold. Sam knew he should go get something to eat when his stomach rumbled. He ignored it and brought up another search engine to look at before leaving his bedroom.

An article caught his eye and he pulled it up to read. After looking at a couple of other articles on the same topic, and seeing that the town was close by, decided to go check it out. He got up to pack his bag and was going to grab something to eat on the way out.

"Where are you going Sam?" Castiel asked when he saw the bag Sam sat on the table when he came back into the library.

"I'm going to check out a possible case," Sam told him going to the kitchen and looking in the fridge for a yogurt and grabbing an apple to tide him over.

"Alone? You can't do that. It is not safe to hunt alone, how many times have Dean and you told me that?" Castiel stated looking concerned that Sam would want to hunt alone. "I am going with you."

"Really Cas, I'm fine. It's not far from here and doesn't sound bad."

"Dean would want me to go with you Sam. He'd want to be sure you had backup."

Sam stiffened and a dark look came over his face, but he didn't say anything when Castiel got up to follow him to the garage.

"I can drive if you like," Castiel suggested. He wanted to help however he could, and this seemed like a good choice.

"Sure, why not," Sam huffed knowing it wouldn't do any good to argue with Castiel. He switched directions and followed Castiel outside to his tank of a car and waited for him to unlock it so he could get into the passenger seat. He put his bags over the seat into the back and settled in the seat, thinking how different it felt than the Impala.

"Where are we going?" Castiel asked cranking the car and looking at Sam for directions.

"Kirwin, Kansas. It's west of here maybe an of hour at most. Take Highway 36 west to Highway 283 south."

"Alright."

"We'll be on the far side of Kirwin Lake and will need to head back east to the town," Sam told him. He sat back and watched the scenery go by knowing it didn't feel the same, but he didn't say anything. He had to put those feelings in a box and lock it. Sam had to put his focus on this possible case and not worry about his brother. He had chosen his own path and that was on him. Sam was tired of everyone else making major decisions for him. He got lost in his mind and didn't hear Castiel speak to him.

When Sam didn't answer him, Castiel didn't try asking again and looked over at him seeing a glazed look in his eyes. He knew Sam was hurting and could feel his anguish but didn't know how to help him. He had tried calling Dean when Sam was showering or sleeping but had not gotten a response from him. This worried him because Dean was not in a good place when he left and if anything happened to him…He knew Sam would never forgive himself, no matter how angry he was at Dean. He remained quiet and concentrated on the road following Sam's directions toward Kirwin. He was glad it was nearby in case Sam had any problems and needed to return to the bunker.

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"I guess we can see about finding the witnesses first since it is still early," Sam said breaking the silence now that they had found the town. It was late afternoon and he hoped to find the witnesses today and work on figuring out what they were up against this evening. With any luck maybe this case wouldn't take but a couple of days to finish.

"What exactly are we looking for?" Castiel asked.

"Not sure, that's why we need to talk to the witnesses. Several people have claimed there's a ghost haunting a construction site outside of town. There's been some accidents at the site, but at least no one was killed. It's got the workers scared off and there's rumors flying around the town. At first, I thought maybe a Woman in White, but I won't know until I gather some additional information."

"Would you like me to go see what I can find out at the construction site?"

"No, it's probably better if we stay together Cas," Sam told him thinking it would be better if he kept him close. Castiel would think he was doing the right thing but didn't have a clue sometimes. "Why don't we start at the diner. I have the names of the witnesses and we can see if anyone knows them."

"What are we pretending to be?"

"Well, there's no deaths, so, FBI wouldn't be a good choice. Maybe insurance adjusters would work. I'm sure there'll file claims with the accidents."

"What should I do?"

"Just back me up, I'll do the talking," Sam said. "That looks like a good place to start." He pointed to a diner that had a parking lot almost full and waited for Castiel to pull in and park. He got out and headed for the door with the angel falling in beside him. They went inside and Sam led them to the bar taking a stool and picking up a menu.

"You need to order something Cas, so you'll not standout," Sam whispered to him pushing a menu toward him.

"Alright, food doesn't taste as good as when I was human, but I kind of miss it," he replied looking at the laminated page. "They have extra bacon as a side; Dean would like this place."

Sam pinched his lips together and clenched his jaw so he wouldn't say anything. He didn't want to talk about his brother and his eating preferences. He didn't want to talk about his brother, period, so he ignored Castiel's remark.

"Good morning, what can I get you?" a waitress asked stopping at them.

"I'll have a turkey club on wheat and bowl of fresh fruit," Sam ordered. "And sweet tea to drink."

"And for you sir?"

"I'll the blue plate special with tea. And could I get extra bacon please," Castiel ordered.

"Coming right up, I'll get this in and get your teas." She scribbled on her pad and turned to put it on the turnstile before going to get the teas.

"Holly, do you know Terry Miller or Jordan Ramsey?" Sam asked the waitress when she came back with their drinks.

"Maybe, why do you want to know?"

"I'm with an insurance company and was sent to check out the accidents at Keeper Construction," Sam lied like the pro he was.

"Oh, sure, you'll probably find them over at the Keeper main office. It's on the corner of 5th and Dover a few streets over."

"Thank you, we'll head over there once we've eaten," Sam nodded his thanks. He pulled out a pad and wrote down the address for later.

Their food arrived and Sam began to eat his sandwich thinking it was better than he expected. After a few bites he glanced over at Castiel and watched him. He would cut off a bite, spear it with the fork and examine it like he was looking for something before putting it in his mouth and chewing it up. He did this several times and was attracting the attention of some of the other patrons and the waitress.

"Something wrong with the food hon?" she asked him.

"No, it is good. I'm just tasted the molecular content of the piece," Castiel replied making Sam almost choke on his bite of sandwich. "Are you alright Sam?"

"Let me know if you need anything else," the waitress answered giving Castiel a confused look.

After he cleared his throat, Sam mumbled to him. "Cas, just eat the food, don't examine it." He had forgotten how the angel could be at times with human behavior.

Castiel paused and looked at the others at the diner and saw they were watching him. He bowed his head and began to eat a little faster, not liking the attention he was getting.

"Eat normal," Sam hissed when he saw he was going way to fast now. "You can slow it down. People will think something is wrong with you."

"This human trait is a bit confusing. I will work on it."

Sam gave the waitress a signal and pushed his glass forward requesting a refill and after Castiel saw him do that he also did the same. He tried to match his bites with Sam's and the ones that had been staring ignored him and went back to eating. When they were finished, Sam requested the bill and paid, and they headed out to the Castiel's car. Sam looked up the address on his cell and gave him directions on how to get to the construction company's office.

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The office was in a clap board building, sitting on the corner of the two streets. Castiel had to drive down the block and come back to find a parking spot for large car. They got out and Sam took the lead as they walked toward the office door and went in. There was a receptionist desk at the front and several desks behind her and what looked like some offices at the back.

"Hello, may I help you?" an older woman asked as they stopped at her desk.

"Yes, we'd like to speak with Terry Miller and Jordan Ramsey about what they witnessed at the construction site. I'm from the home office of the insurance company and need to get their statements," Sam told her, smiling and acting the part.

"Terry and Jordan are both at another construction site working at the moment."

"What address would that be?"

"1456 Waterway Drive. If you take a right from here and go to the next light take a left and drive four miles and take a right onto Waterway Drive. They're working on a small stripe mall on that side of town. You can't miss it."

"Thank you," Sam told her turning to head back out the door and back to the car. "Did you get the directions?"

"Of course, I am a celestial being Sam," Castiel said.

"Right, my mistake." He went around the car and got in and waited for Castiel to get in and merge back into traffic to head to the other construction site. The drive took about twenty minutes with the slow traffic around town. Sam pointed to a place to park as they pulled into the lot.

"Why don't you wait here, and I'll go see if I can find the two guys," Sam told him thinking it would be easier for him to do it alone.

"If you like," Castiel replied. He leaned against the car and watched Sam walk toward several people with hard hats on and speak with them. He could hear him asking about Terry Miller and Jordan Ramsey and then one of the men walked toward the building to call to the workers. Two guys stopped their jobs and walked over to Sam. Sam led them over where Castiel was standing and he straightened up when the three walked over.

"Terry, Jordan, we're with the insurance company covering the accident claims that were filed and wanted to get statements from both of you," Sam explained pulling a pad out to take notes. "Either of you can go first."

"I was working at the construction site out by the lake I guess a little over a week ago when there was an accident, and one of the workers was injured. He had to be taken to the hospital. That wasn't the first accident either but was the first where someone was hurt," Terry said. "It was like he just went nuts and after they got him to the hospital, he didn't remember anything about what happened."

"What else has happened?" Sam asked.

"We've had equipment sabotaged or destroyed. Things have gone missing and no one has been able to find who's doing it. Everyone thought it was some environment group doing it to stop the draining of the lake."

"Yeah," Jordan added. "They even put up security cameras, but during the night the feed was disrupted and quit recording. I came in early one morning and I heard someone singing out near the lake. I swear it was the sweetest sounding voice I have ever heard. It made me feel so relaxed and peaceful. It was like I was in a trance or something. I swear she sounded like an angel."

"Yes, the Heavenly choir is made up of some excellent singers," Castiel noted.

Sam gave him a bitch face and kicked him in the foot, giving his head a brief shake not to continue talking. At least neither of the guys seemed to pick up on his remark.

"So, you saw this girl?" Sam asked prompting him to continue.

"I doubt you'll believe me, no one else did," Jordan huffed.

"I might be a little more open minded about things; tell me what you saw," Sam encouraged.

"She was beautiful with golden, flowing, wavy hair that hung down her back. She was small, probably five, three or four and she had on this long, blue, silk dress with puffy sleeves. What struck me as odd, she was barefooted. I called to her, but she started walking toward the lake. I followed her and, well, she disappeared into the lake. Not like she was swimming either, she just sunk into it and was gone."

Sam looked at Castiel with a knowing look when Jordan stopped talking.

"Guess you think I'm crazy too," he sighed.

"No, I don't. I think you saw something. Did anyone else see the girl?"

"No, she was gone by the time anyone else got there. We couldn't work that day because our equipment was messed up."

"Is there anything else either of you remember?" Sam asked.

"No, not me. There's something really weird going on out there is all I can say," Terry stated.

"I think that's it," Jordan agreed.

"Look, if either of you remember anything else, call me," Sam told them giving both business cards.

"Sure."

"Okay."

The guys went back to their jobs and Sam and Castiel stood at the car watching them leave.

"What do you think Sam? Is it a spirit?"

"I think so, but not the usual spirits we deal with. I think this is something different. Let's go get a motel room so I can do some research and we'll head out to the site in the morning."

"As you wish. There were motels we passed on the way here, will one of them suffice?"

"We want one that's clean and cheap. There was one where we came into town that looked nice. I think it was called Rambling Rose Motel."

"I do remember seeing it. We shall go there then," Castiel stated getting in the car and waited for Sam to join him. He cranked the car and pulled from the lot to head back toward the main road. The traffic was picking up as it got closer to quitting time for most of the work force. Castiel stopped at the office and let Sam go in to get a room for them. When he came back out, he followed him around the building and parked in front of the room Sam unlocked.

"Let me get my bags and I'll see what I can find online with what Jordan told us," Sam said. He opened the back door and reached in to snag his bags. Sam stepped into the room, looked at the two beds uncertain which one to take. Dean had made sure he took the bed away from the door when they were together but now, he could choose which one he wanted. Shaking himself slightly, he sat his bag on the first bed and took his computer bag to the table and took a seat.

"Is there anything I can do?" Castiel asked.

Sam looked up at him and the willing look on his face before answering, "Yeah, wanna go get me maybe a green tea at the convenience store just down the street?" He stood and pulled a couple of bills from his pocket. "That should cover it and get you something if you want it."

"I can do that. I'll be back shortly." Castiel took the money and headed out the door to run the errand.

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Sam booted up his laptop and pulled up a program he had set up to help search for the monsters that they hunted. He began to type in the information he knew and set it to run before leaning back to wait. He decided to get a shower while it compiled and got up to dig some sleep clothes and his bathroom bag from his duffle. Sam stepped into the bathroom and closed the door thinking how different it was to hunt with Castiel than his brother. He was the leader and the decision maker this time. He contemplated hunting without Dean and pushed those thoughts away before turning to start the water. Sam stripped out of his clothes and adjusted the temperature before stepping under the spray, letting it wet his face for a moment. He turned and let it beat on his neck and shoulders before shampooing his hair and soaping down and rinsing.

"I got you green teas," Castiel said when he stepped from the bathroom towel drying his hair making Sam jump slightly.

"Thanks Cas," Sam replied seeing them sitting on the table. He heard his laptop chime and stepped to the table and sat down in front of it. He started scrolling through the information it had compiled searching for the most logical monster. He read through the list twice before picking one. "I think I know what we're hunting."

"What?" Cas asked sitting at the table with him.

"I think it's a Xana. That's a female water spirit. She is small or slender with long blonde curly hair. Her voice is hypnotic and can be heard in the spring and summer. It says those with a pure soul that hear her songs are filled with a sense of peace and love. Those that are not pure, feel they are being suffocated or driven insane."

"I don't think I've dealt with a water spirit before. Are we going to kill it?"

"Not if I can figure out another way, but so far it doesn't say anything about how to do that anyway. I really don't think it means harm. I'll see if I can find anything else about a Xana before I turn in. You can take one of the beds if you like," he offered. "The remote is on the nightstand if you want to watch television while I work."

"Thank you Sam." Castiel moved to the bed and found the remote. He settled against the headboard and turned on the television. After looking at several channels, he settled on nature program, but his eyes kept drifting back to the hunter. Sadness filled his eyes because he knew the brothers worked and functioned better when they were together and not apart. He tried calling Dean several times but didn't get an answer, nor did he return his messages. His heart was heavy, but he knew there would be no forcing the issue since both brothers were stubborn and hardheaded. All he could do was watch over Sam and keep him safe like he knew Dean would want.

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"The construction site should be up ahead," Sam instructed, looking at his directions one more time.

"Did you find anything else out last night?" Castiel asked. He didn't question him when he came to bed and Sam was quiet this morning too.

"They are going to drain part of the lake to build a housing development out here. This area has never been disturbed before, so I guess the water spirit had no reason to bother anyone. She's trying to protect her home and I can't fault her for that."

"What are you going to do Sam?"

"I honestly don't know. Try talking to her, see if something can be worked out maybe. I'm not sure."

"We could call Dean and see what he thinks about it," Castiel suggested but felt Sam's anger at the mention of his brother's name.

"I don't need him," he said through clenched teeth. "I can do this myself."

"Very well," he whispered, dropping the subject. He drove around a curve and slowed when the site came into view. Castiel pulled over to the side and parked.

Sam got out and looked around trying to decide his next move. He walked over the bulldozed ground, looking at the clearing of the land that had been done. It was horrible. He moved to the tree line and could see the lake nearby. Without hesitation, Sam chose a path between the trees and walked down to the shoreline to look out over the crystal, clear, water. Small waves lapped at the bank and a slight breeze blew across it causing ripples that expanded outward. It was almost like looking at another world as the reflection of the trees and surrounding area gave him pause.

A soft voice reached his ears and he looked along the shoreline searching for the source. A warmth seemed to radiate through his body as the voice drew him closer. He could hear soft singing not far away. Sam walked down to an outcrop of large rocks and saw her sitting at the waters edge brushing her long, flowing hair. He was mesmerized by her beauty and heavenly voice.

Peace and contentment filled his mind and all the worries of the world seemed to wash away, leaving him wrapped in a blanket of tranquility and quiet. He had never felt this way before and was not in control of himself. With halting steps Sam moved to sit beside the Xana and stare lovingly at her.

"Sam?" Castiel questioned when he caught up to him and saw the young woman he was looking at. He listened to her sing, but it didn't have the same affect on him as Sam. "Sam can you hear me?" When he didn't answer or acknowledge his presence, Castiel moved closer to the Xana as his angel blade dropped into his hand. "Let him go," he growled at her.

"I mean him no harm," she whispered in a voice that sounded like music notes in the wind. "Thee do not feel my effects."

"No. I am an angel. Will you release him?" he asked.

"I do not hold him. He has opened his mind to my song and is at peace at last."

"Why are you causing trouble here?"

"They wreck my home, pollute the water, destroy the land. They are bad and must be stopped and punished," she stated, her voice growing harsh by the end making Sam wince with pain.

Castiel thought quickly about what he could do to stop her. He had no desire to kill her since she was only doing what she thought was right. And he wasn't sure how it would affect Sam. He had to come up with a plan and fast.

"What if I can find you another home, away from any that would want to destroy it? Would you be willing to go?"

The Xana studied the angel with huge blue eyes, delving into his very essence to see he was telling her the truth.

"If it pleases me, I would consider it."

"I will search and come for you. Will you let him go now?"

After giving Sam another glance, she ran a finger across his cheek before stepping into the water and disappearing.

"Sam, can you hear me?" Castiel asked clasping Sam's shoulder and shaking him slightly.

Sam blinked hard several times and raised a trembling hand to his face feeling a wetness on his cheek and frowned. He wasn't sure what just happened but the peace he had felt was like nothing he had ever experienced. As he came back, he was sorry to feel it slipping away and wondered if he would ever feel like that again.

"What happened Cas?" Sam asked.

"She was here, and you fell under her spell."

"Where is she now?" he asked looking around and out across the water. He almost had this unstoppable urge to dive into the water after her, but Castiel had a firm grip on his shoulder.

"Gone. I made a deal with her. I will find her another place to live where she won't be disturbed by humans. She has agreed to go there with me."

"Why were you not affected?"

"I think being an angel I didn't feel what you did. You have a soul, I do not. Are you alright?"

"Yeah," Sam mumbled as he stared out across the lake trying to push away the longing, he had to see her again and to feel that warmth, unbridled joy, and unconditional acceptance. She didn't look at and weigh his past mistakes against him. He was truly accepted as he was, broken and shattered.

"I think I know a place that she will be safe and not bothered by any humans, but it is several days away."

"Can she be out of the water that long?"

"I don't know. We should go back to the motel, pack and come back here and see if she will come back."

"Yeah, probably good idea. How close can we get to this place you know about Cas by vehicle?"

"Not close, you have to hike to it. If I had my wings, I could fly us there, but unfortunately I can't."

"That's okay Cas, we'll figure something out." Sam stopped at the car and looked back toward the lake for a moment before getting in and letting Castiel take them back to town and the motel.

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Sam didn't waste time and packed his things, checking to be sure he didn't miss anything before heading out the door to Castiel's car. He dropped them in the backseat and stood there for a moment as an idea began to form in his mind.

"Castiel, we need to find a hardware store," Sam said with confidence.

"Have you come up with a plan?"

"I think so, if she will agree to it. Do you think she can manipulate the weight of water? Maybe change its molecular structure?" He pulled his cell out and looked up the nearest store that might have what he needed. "There's one that's not that much out of the way. We will stop there first before going back to the site. Go to the next light and take a left. Go to the end of the street and left again and it'll be off to the right. There's actually a couple of places out that way that might have what I'm looking for it this one doesn't."

"Alright." Castiel pulled from the motel parking lot and went to the light and stopped waiting for it to turn green. "I don't know about her abilities, but you said she was a water spirit, so I would think she might be able to do what you want." He followed Sam's instructions to the store and found a place to park. He got out and waited for Sam to look at the back seat, measuring it with his hands and wondering what he was doing. When he was done, he followed him into the store and waited as he talked to a clerk and nodded when he pointed to the back of the store.

Sam looked around as he walked toward the back of the store. He rounded a shelf and stopped to look at water tanks stacked on the shelves down the aisle. He walked slowly down it looking at the sizes and measuring until he found one that he thought would work.

"Cas, go grab a dolly so we can get one of these." He was happy to see it had places to slid in poles so two people could carry it. He knew a gallon of water weighted just over eight pounds and did the calculations in his head. Sam hoped the Xana could make the water lighter to make it easier to carry for them. He was going to get the largest one that would fit in the back of Castiel's car and hoped for the best. Even if they could only fill it halfway up, it was better than nothing.

He also was going to have Castiel stop at another store nearby and grab a backpack, Gatorade, power bars, emergency blanket, matches, bug spray, sunglasses and a hat. He had a machete, guns and ammo already, so he was good with being armed, plus, he had an angel by his side. If they were going to have to hike up a mountain, he wanted some supplies in case they had to spend the night.

Castiel came back pushing a dolly and helped Sam load a large plastic water container onto it. Sam went by piping and found some heavy plastic pipes that would fit the loops and would hold the weight. He grabbed a couple pairs of work gloves and two buckets before heading to the front to check out. Sam talked to the cashier to be sure if the container didn't fit, he could bring it back and swap for a smaller one.

Sam put what he could in the trunk and with Castiel's help squeezed the container into the back seat. For once, he was glad Castiel had a huge car. Once everything was in place, they got in the car and Sam had the angel stop at a Wal-Mart down the street where he ran in and got the other items, he wanted to take with him. When he was sure he was ready, they headed back to the site to see if the Xana would come back and agree to their plan.

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"Cas you need to get as close to the lake as you can, so we don't have to carry the water so far," Sam instructed him as they neared the location.

"There is a place that will allow me to pull down to it. So, what is the plan?"

"We rinse the container out and fill it with lake water. I'm hoping the Xana can materialize in the tank with water from the lake. That way we can take her to this new location and set her free."

"If she will cooperate this just might work."

"Help me get it out so we can rinse it out first to be sure there's no contaminants."

They pulled the tank out and took it to the edge of the lake. Sam used the buckets he bought and with Castiel's help put enough in the tank to swish back and forth and dump out before filling it half full and stopping.

"Cas, do you think you can call to her? See if she will come."

"I can try," Castiel stated. He went to kneel by the water and placed his hand on top of it, barely touching the surface. He released his grace and let it spread through the water and waited. It wasn't long before a shape started to rise from the water in front of him and he pulled back and stood.

The Xana stepped to the shore and looked at him and over to Sam who gazed at her with awe. Her silky, long hair glistened in the sun's rays and her pale, blue eyes took in her surroundings.

"Thank you for coming Xana. Sam has a plan that I hope you will consider and let us help you," Castiel told her.

She looked at Sam with interest and then at the container.

"If we fill this with water, will you be able to survive until we can get you some place else?" Sam asked finally finding his voice and speaking. "Can you manipulate the density of the water to make lighter?"

She looked once again at the tank and moved to it looking at the water inside. With a nod of her head, the Xana put her hand into the tank to touch the water and let her body blend with the liquid and let herself be absorbed into the water. Sam began to fill buckets and dump more water into it until it was almost full. He placed the lid on the tank so it wouldn't slosh out and stood back.

"Okay Cas, let's see if we can get it back in the car." Sam got the poles and slipped them in place before moving to one end. He made ready to pick it up and looked back at Castiel. "On three lift. One, two, three."

They lifted the container and was surprised at how easily they could pick it up. It seemed to weight half of what it should, and they had no problem getting it into the back of the car. Once it was secure, they got in the car and headed out to go west to a place where humans rarely ventured and the Xana would be safe and have a place to live in peace.

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Sam was sweating and breathing hard as they made their way up the last hill and through the trees to a secluded mesa away from humans. Even thought the water wasn't as heavy as it should be, he was glad to see the end was in sight.

"It is just up here Sam; can you make it?" Castiel asked when he heard Sam wheezing in front of him. He had taken the back thinking it would be the heaviest and gave Sam directions on where to go.

"Yeah Cas," Sam gasped as he almost lost his footing and the tank wobbled between them. Once Sam was steady again, he carefully dug his foot in and pushed upwards until he finally broke through the trees and stepped out into a clearing. He had to stop and just stare at the beauty of the place. There was a waterfall that fell into a pool of water that trailed off back into the trees and disappeared. "Wow Cas, how did you find this place?"

"I had time on my hands and explored a long time ago. Shall we let the Xana see her new home?"

"Yes," Sam said moving to the deep pool of water and sitting the tank down. He opened the side drain and let the water pour into the pool and mingle with what was already there.

They watched and waited as a shape slowly began to take shape and step from the water. She took form and slowly looked around at her new home and smiled to them and with a nod she spread her arms and began to sing, letting the wind carry it away into the air.

Sam closed his eyes and leaned his head back as he smiled and let her song carry him away to a better place for a few moments. His body tingled with small ripples of energy until she stopped singing and looked back at them before disappearing into the water by the falls.

"Shall we rest for a bit and then start back?" Castiel asked when he saw Sam was back with him.

"Yeah, I need a break, and this is the perfect place to do it." He moved to a mossy spot and pulled off his pack before sitting down. Sam dug around in the pack and pulled out Gatorade and a power bar. "Cas, you want a drink?"

"Sure," he said wanting to enjoy this time with Sam. He could feel how calm and tranquil he seemed. Castiel accepted the bottle and opened it taking a sip and looking at the label to see what flavor he had.

"Thanks for the help Cas. This turned out better than I expected and this place…You couldn't have found a better one for her. I think she will be happy here and can live in peace."

"I agree Sam. She will be safe and happy here."

They looked out across the clearing and just enjoyed the quietness of their surroundings before heading back down the mountain to the car. They would drive back to the bunker and Castiel hoped maybe Dean might be there waiting on them, but he didn't express his thoughts thinking Sam might not agree with him.

The End