''My name is, Castiel.''

''Castiel...'' I kept whispering to myself, after my confrontation with the unknown being. ''Castiel, what the hell are you.''

''Ella? You in there?'' I heard Dean ask, as he waved his hand in front of my face. I instantly snapped out of my trance and looked at him with a raised brow.

''Asshole.'' I replied, giving him a playful glare, as Bobby rolled his eyes. As he continued to study what he researched on my laptop.

''Jackass.'' Dean replied, giving me an ear splitting grin. Before the sound of my laptop going off caught our attention. ''Did it work? Did it find Sam?''

Bobby nodded, before handing me my laptop, right as Dean tried to take it.

''Oh, come on!'' Dean groaned, giving a look. ''So, Sammy can use yours. But I can't? Where's the love, Ella ?'' He complained, as I just chuckled shaking my head.

''Because I trust, Sam.'' I admitted, as I looked at the address written across my screen. ''And he doesn't upload anything to do with porn.''

''Ain't that the truth.'' Bobby commented, and I smirked, as Dean looked between us.

''Bobby, who's side are you on?'' Dean accused jokingly, as I furrowed my brows, looking at the address. Before showing it to Dean and Bobby.

Phone Location:
263 Adams Road
Pontiac, Illinois...

''Sam's in Pontiac, Illinois?'' Dean scoffed, as he glared at the screen, as I did the same. ''They better have great steak.''

Same old Dean. I thought, before turning the laptop towards me, raising both my brows, as I noticed right where Sam was.

''Right near where we buried you.'' I whispered, causing me and Bobby to exchange a look, as Dean just furrowed his brows. ''When you...died.''

''Right where I popped up?'' Dean asked, raising both his brows, looking between us. ''Hell of a coincidence, don't you two think?''

I shrugged, before closing my laptop. ''Let's go find, Sam.''

5 hour's later, we were already walking into the Motel in Pontiac. It was just another classic 50's run down-no-tell motel. Just the kind I liked, Bobby and Dean not so much.

But the fact that my brother was close...way to close. To where we buried Dean worried me, what if he had something to do with Dean mysteriously coming back. What if he sold his soul.

''Can he really be that idiotic?'' I whispered, leaning towards Dean, as Bobby knocked on the door where Sam was staying.

''Of course he can, Ella.'' Dean replied, a little anger In his voice. ''He's Sam.''

Before I could say anything back. The door is opened, to reveal a Young brunette, wearing only a tank top and her underwear stood in the doorway.

''So where is it?'' She asked, resting her hand on the door, as I just gave her a look.

''Where's what?'' I asked, and the women rolled her eyes.

''The pizza... that takes two guys to deliver?'' She explained, before looking me up and down. ''I didn't expect a women, such as yourself to be in the dirty job.''

I glared at her. Was she judging my sense of style in clothes. Silently, I made a step towards her, my fists clenched. But before I could take another step, Dean grabbed my arm.

''Sorry, about this.'' Dean said, giving the girl a fake smile, as he held me close to him. ''I think we have the wrong room.''

Before Dean could pull me out of the doorway completely, I froze as I heard footsteps coming our way, to reveal...Sam. ''Hey, is...''

I watched as Sam froze Dean in his tracks, as he saw me and Dean in the hallway. Finally Dean let me go, as he smiled at Sam.

''Hey, ya, Sammy.'' He called, and I could feel the emotions behind it. As He made his way to Sam, who walked towards him as well.

As my brother's stepped closer to each other, that's when I noticed the knife Sam had pulled from his pocket. And instantly lunged at Dean. ''Who are you!?'' He demanded, angrily.

Quickly I jumped forward as did Bobby, and managed to pull Dean and Sam apart. While I had Dean, Bobby had Sam, who glared at Dean, fighting Bobby's hold on him.

''Like you didn't do this?!'' Dean shouted back, anger seeping into his eyes, as I glared at him.

''Dean!'' I exclaimed angrily, holding him back. ''We don't even know if he did anything yet or not.''

''Do what?!'' Sam screamed, the knife in his hand striking towards Dean. ''Elena! what are you talking about?!''

I was about to say something, when Bobby got a hold on Sam's knife, causing him to drop it.

''It's him. It's him. Me and Elena been through this already, it's really him.'' Bobby insisted, slowly he let Sam go.

''But...'' Sam said, looking at me then at Dean.

''I know,'' Dean said, walking forward as I let him go. ''I look fantastic, huh?''

I watched as Sam stepped forward again and this time wrapped his arm's around Dean, holding him close, as if he would lose him again. As me and Bobby stood next to each other in silence, watching the somewhat 'happy' reunion take place.

''Not to be rude here, '' The brunette spoke up, advancing towards me, as she looked between my brother's and me. ''So are those two like... together?''

I rolled my eyes, as Sam stopped hugging Dean, looking at her like he forgot she was even here. Which I didn't mind one bit.

''No. No. He's my brother.'' Sam instantly protest, before the brunettes sharp gaze landed on me, her eyes narrowing.

''And she is?'' She asked, accusingly sticking a pointy finger in my direction.

''His sister.'' I replied, crossing my arms, feeling the desperate urge to punch the little bitch in her face. But I held back. ''And you are?''

I watched as the women looked nervously at me, before turning to face Sam. ''Look, I should probably go.'' She admitted, as I smirked, was that fear I heard in her voice.

''Yeah, that's probably a good idea. Sorry.'' Sam stuttered softly, as the women picked up her stuff, giving Sam a once more over look.

''Call me.'' She smirked, licking her lips. As I groaned in complete disgust, as Dean just sent me a small proud 'Big Brother' smirk for Sam. Which made things even worse.

''Yeah, sure thing, Kathy.'' Sam smiled. Instantly 'Kathy's face turned into a frown.

''Kristy.'' She replied, and Sam nodded in thought. Before he quickly apologized as me and Dean just snickered. Before Kristy left slamming the door.

''Wow...what a bitch.'' I exclaimed, causing fits of laughter from Dean, as Sam just sent me a warning glare, telling me not to go there. ''What? it's the truth.''

Sam just sighed, before he sits down on the single bed. As me, Bobby and Dean give him suspicious looks. I was still worried that he must have made a heck of a deal, if that meant something crawling into hell and bringing Dean back.

''So tell me, what'd it cost?'' Dean asked, still standing, his arms crossed. As I took a seat onto the only chair in the room.

''The girl?'' Sam smiled, and I rolled my eyes, as did Bobby. ' I don't pay, Dean.''

''Then you have yourself one heck of a...girlfriend.'' I mumbled in fake disgust, not liking the fact that my twin brother was in love with was such a bitch. Ignoring the looks from my brothers, I reached into my jacket pocket, pulling out a single grape flavored sucker, quickly putting it into my mouth.

''You know, that stuff will rot you're teeth.'' Bobby pointed out, as we ignored Dean and Sam's conversation.

''Oh, come on, Bobby.'' I chuckled, pulling the sucker from my mouth. ''I'm careful, I never even had one cavity.''

Bobby raised an eyebrow, and my smile dropped as I lowered the sucker. ''Okay, one time. That was one time, Bobby.''

I watched as Dean suddenly grabbed Sam by his shirt, making me try to go and help. But Bobby held me back. '' I tried everything. That's the truth.'' Sam protested, as Dean glared at him. ''I tried opening the Devil's Gate. Hell, I tried to bargain, Dean, but no demon would deal, all right? You were rotting in Hell for months. For months, and I couldn't stop it. So I'm sorry it wasn't me, all right? Dean, I'm sorry!''

''Dean. I don't thank Sam did it. '' I began, my voice soft, gaining my brother's attention. ''I-I believe he's telling us the truth.''

Dean raised a brow, still keeping a tight grip on Sam. ''Elena...'' He warned, but I held my hand up, shutting him up. I watched as Dean looked between me and Sam, as Bobby leaned against the wall, waiting for any of us to make the wrong move. Before Dean finally let Sam go, his angry gaze softening a bit. ''I believe you.''

I sighed in relief, finally letting out the breath I was holding in. But as I turned to face Bobby, he still looked suspicious, as he crossed his arms.

''Don't get me wrong, I'm gladdened that Sam's soul remains intact, but it does raise a sticky question.'' He stated, and I glanced at Sam, as Dean just stared off into space, before he swallowed thickly and looked at us.

''If he didn't pull me out, or none you two did, then what did?'' Dean questioned. I slowly shifted my feet, avoiding they're gazes, feeling slightly uncomfortable. Before I had a chance to say anything, Sam left the room going to get us some beers, as I sat down onto the small table once more glancing at Dean a few times more.

''Here, drink up.'' Sam said, snapping me out of my trance, before I grabbed the bottle of beer, and used my thumb to take the cap off, before taking a big swig of it. Watching as Sam sat down nervously on the bed, after giving Bobby and Dean they're drinks.

''So, what were you doing around here if you weren't digging me out of my grave?'' Dean asked, as he took a slight sip of the beer.

'''Well, once I figured out I couldn't save you, I started hunting down Lilith, trying to get some payback.'' Sam replied. But I could tell something was off about him, by how he kept avoiding my gaze as well as he could, even Deans.

Bobby scoffed, placing his beer down. ''All by yourself. Who do you think you are, your old man?'' Bobby chuckled, as I just stared at my bottle of beer, feeling a slight pinch of hurt in my gut, that Sam didn't trust me enough to go with him to help kill the bitch that killed our brother. Speaking of our brother, I watched as he got up, holding a pink bra in his hand, making me chuckle, as Sam just groaned.

''Uh, yeah, I'm sorry, Ella, Bobby. I should have called. I was just pretty messed up after everything that happened and all.'' Sam apologized, looking slightly guilty, and I just waved it off, before Dean showed Sam the bra.

''Oh yeah. I really feel your pain.'' Dean remarked dryly, before he sat back down, this time next to Sam on the bed. ''Banging chicks...that's a new one even for you, Sammy.''

''Dean!'' I exclaimed, giving a glare. Which he responded by instantly holding his hands up in mock defense, before Bobby cleared his throat clearly annoyed with us.

''You were saying, Sam.'' Bobby said, obviously ignoring that last glare me and Dean shared, as we turned to face Sam.

''Anyways, uh, I was checking these demons out of Tennessee, and out of nowhere they took a hard left, booked up here.'' Sam explained, folding his hand's nervously.

''When?!'' Dean demanded, looking more and more suspicious by the second.

Sam avoided his gaze, looking at me instead. ''Yesterday morning.''

I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose in complete frustration. Yesterday had been the day, Dean suddenly came back, and now Demons were on his tail once more. Perfect. I thought dryly.

''When Dean busted out.'' I said quietly, and Dean looked at me, his eyes widening in realization. s Bobby took another sip of his beer.

''Hell of a coincidence, don't you guys think?'' Dean accused, glaring down at his hands. ''That as soon as I crawled out of my grave. Suddenly all the demons in town want to do my bidding? Bobby what do you think?''

Bobby raised a brow. ''You think these demons are here 'cause of you?'' He asked, getting straight to the point, as I got up and sat beside Dean, after wedging myself between Sam and Dean.

''I just don't understand why thou.'' I said, as Dean and Sam wrapped one of they're arms around me, pulling me in. ''Why would the demons even care if you rose from your grave?''

''Well, I don't know.'' Dean admitted softly, kissing my head. ''Maybe some badass demon drags me out and now this? of course it's gotta be connected somehow.''

''How you feelin', anyway?'' Bobby suddenly asked, causing Dean's head to jerk up, as I leaned my head against Sam's arm. Listening to Bobby and Dean communicate.

''Little hungry.'' Dean grumbled, shrugging.

''No, I mean, do you feel like yourself?'' Bobby asked once more, and I rolled my eyes knowing where this was going. ''Anything strange, or different?''

''Bobby, Dean has already given us enough proof that he's 'him'.'' I explained, earning a stern look from the old man, as Sam chuckled softly.

''Yeah. Well, listen. No demon's letting you loose out of the goodness of their hearts. They've gotta have something nasty planned.'' Bobby pointed out.

I looked at Dean who was glaring at Bobby. ''Well, I feel fine.'' replied simply, as me and Sam exchanged worried looks.

''Okay, look, we don't know what they're planning. We got a pile of questions and no shovel. We need help.'' Sam interrupted, trying to ease the tension in the room. By tension I meant, Dean and Bobby.

''Sam's right.'' I pointed out, earing a small thankful smile from Sam. As Dean and Bobby gave each other one last glare, before Bobby spoke up.

''I know a psychic. A few hours from here. Something this big, maybe she's heard the other side talking about this whole shenanigan.'' Bobby admitted, before looking at Dean. ''So, what do you think?''

Dean nodded, giving him a fake toast with his beer. ''Hell yeah, it's worth a shot.'' He agreed, just before Bobby stood up, and walked out the door, leaving me and my brother's alone in the room. Before Dean started to rise, but I stopped him, gently tugging him back.

''You...probably want this back.'' I said softly, pulling off the small angel bracelet I had made for Dean for his tenth birthday. Dean smiled, taking it and placing it onto his wrist. Before Sam came between us and offered Dean the amulet he had given him one Christmas that matched mine.

''Thanks.'' Dean smiled, putting the necklace on. Before I noticed Sam staring at me, his eyes filled with guilt.

''About what happened all those months ago, Ella I'm sorry.'' Sam admitted softly, as I sat down back beside him on the bed, as Dean remained standing up. ''I was just so lost in my search for revenge for Lilith, and I just didn't want you to see that side of me.''

I smiled, my heart picking up slightly. ''I know,'' I spoke softly, gently ruffling Sam's hair, earning a groan from him, as Dean just chuckles. ''I was too.''

Sam nodded, before he finally turned face Dean, as did I. ''What was It like, Dean?'' Sam questioned, in I watched as Dean suddenly tenses, knowing fully well what this was about.

''What, Hell?'' He asked, glancing between us. ''I...I don't know, I, I must have blacked it out. I don't remember a damn thing.'' He replied, but something felt off as soon as he said it. If he didn't remember anything then why did he get all tense.

''Well, thank God for that.'' I faked a smile, before standing up. ''We should go find Bobby, the man is bound to do something reckless.''

''Yeah, let's go.'' Dean agreed.

After Dean took a little bathroom break, while me and Sam sat out in the room. Before Dean came back out, and lead us to his car. I watched as Sam threw the keys to Dean, who caught them in mid swing. As I just chuckled, and opened the back door to baby. As Dean unlocked it, giving it a small loving pat, before he took his rightful place as driver.

''Would one of you explain to me what the hell that is.?'' Dean said, pointing to the IPad Sam had installed, when he took the car. ''Ella?''

''Hey, don't bring me into this.'' I defended, my voice coming out a little harsher than I intended. Before I pointed at Sam. ''He's the one who installed the damn thing.''

''Thanks for nothing.'' Sam joked, giving me a mock glare, as Dean just rolled his eyes, before glaring at Sam.

''Really Sam?'' He accused angrily, as I just chuckled, same old Dean. ''You were supposed to take care of her, not douche her up.''

Sam looked hurt. ''Dean, I thought it was my car.'' He defended, and I nodded, he did have a point. Dean just glared at me from the front seat, before he sneered, and put the ignition on, just as. '' Vision'' by Jason Manns began to play.

''Really Sam?!'' Me and Dean said together, I hated this song more than Dean did. Sam just shrugged helplessly, before Dean angrily unplugged the IPAD, before tossing it to me in the backseat.

''Now, how about some real music.'' Dean mumbled, before he turned on the music, which played 'Carry on my Wayward Son ' by Kanas. Which made me smile, before I stretched my legs out in the back seat, before feeling my eyelids falter, feeling myself falling asleep. Ignoring Dean and Sam's bickering. ''Night, Ella.''

I squeezed my eyes shut tighter, as I saw images of myself being torn apart by hellhounds. And how Lilith was about to strike me down, her eyes white. And then that flash of light that saved me.

''Stop, you're brother, Elena.'' I jolted awake as I heard Castiel's voice once more. Only to be met by Sam shaking me awake, as Dean turned off the car.

''We here?'' I questioned, with a yawn, and Sam nodded. As Dean got out followed by Sam, as I I followed behind them, to a beautiful simple house, and I looked to see Bobby had beaten us here. As he stood at the front door, waiting for us.

''Ready?'' Bobby asked, looking at Dean, who nodded before knocking on the door.

The door opened to young women, in her thirties, when she saw Bobby. She instantly pulled him into a bone crushing hug.

''It's good to see you, Bobby.'' She smiled, after letting him go. As me and Sam looked at one another feeling slightly uncomfortable, while Dean just looked annoyed.

''You're a sight for sore eyes.'' Bobby joked, before the women looked at me, Dean and Sam, and gave us a smile.

''These are the boy's,'' She whispered, before looking at me. ''And she's the girl?''

''Sam, Dean, Elena. This is Pamela Barnes, best damn psychic in the state.'' Bobby stated, as Pamela opened the door farther, so we could go in, which I didn't object too. Before giving her a smile, while Dean just started flirting.

After an hour or so of explaining what we had to do, in order for us to contact Dean's savior. We all were seated in a circle, with candle light's in the middle of the small table.

''Right. Take each other's hands.'' Pamela said, and I took Sam's and Dean's hand's, as Bobby and Pamela took each others. ''And I need to touch something our mystery monster touched.''

I watched as Pamela began to slide her hand along Dean's inner thigh. Which made him slightly jump, and me sneer. ''Wuss.'' I whispered, earning a chuckle from Sam.

''Whoa.'' Dean said, his voice slightly on the edge of being nervous. ''Well, he didn't touch me there.''

Pamela looked guilty and took away her hand. ''My mistake, Sorry.'' She apologized.

''Where did 'it' touch you then?'' I asked, and Dean looked around, nervous, then slowly took off his outer shirt, pulling up his left t-shirt sleeve to reveal a horrible looking handprint on his arm, which looked more like a brand they put on horses. ''Damn.''

''Okay.'' Pamela says, her voice smooth. ''Close you're eyes.'' She warned, and I did, as she started saying the spell.

''I invoke, conjure, and command you, appear unto me before this circle.'' Pamela said, and I felt the room start to shake, which made me jump slightly. I could hear all the objects in the room start to shutter, as Pamela continued to repeat the words.

I knew Pamela was still talking, when a high-pitched sound filled my ears, making me try to reach up and cover them, only for Sam and Dean's hands to tighten on mine.

''I am Castiel.'' I froze, as I recognized his voice, and I could the slight warn in it. As Pamela continued to talk to Castiel. ''I warn you not to look at my true form.''

I was about to say something, but Pamela beat me to it.

''Castiel?'' Pamela breathed out, and I felt my heart flutter. Before she gave out a small chucjle. ''No. Sorry, Castiel, I don't scare easy.''

The power in the room began to increase ten-fold, as I heard Castiel's voice once more.

''I warned you. You foolish human.'' Castiel said. Opening my eyes, I saw a beautiful bright light fill the room, I could hear Pamela scream in agony as the light hurt her. But when I looked at it, I could have sworn I saw an image of a face, before the light faded, And Blood was running down Pamela's face, which she covered with her hands.

Instantly Sam and Bobby went to check on her. While Dean stayed beside me, giving me a worried look. ''You alright, Ella?'' He said softly, I nodded, before going over to help Sam and Bobby, gently taking Pamela's hand's from her face. And looked in horror as she now had empty eye sockets.

''Call 9-1-1!'' Bobby exclaimed, to which Sam instantly put them on speed dial. While I just continued to watch Pamela in horror.

''I can't see! I can't see! Oh god!'' Pamela continued to cry. Before I gently knelt down and held her in my arms.

''Shh, it's okay, Pamela, I've got you.'' I whispered, trying to ease her, as Sam talked to the ambulance on the phone, as Dean went to retrieve a blanket.

Castiel what the hell?! I exclaimed in my mind angrily. Not surprised that I didn't get an answer

After Pamela was taken to the hospital. Sam and Dean wanted to regroup at a dinner, but I decided to stay back at the motel we shared. Worried if 'Castiel' had something to do with Dean, but the one thing that kept running through my mind was the beautiful image of the face I saw in the pure white light before it faded.

Slumping onto my bed, not even bothering to put the blanket over me, I started to doze off. Until I could hear the familiar high-pitched shrill. Which made me scream in pain, just as the motel room door opened to reveal Dean,

''Ella! You-Son of a bitch!'' Dean exclaimed, covering his ear's as well. Before I could hear Castiel's voice once more. Slowly I took my hand's off my ears, and started to listen, right before the mirror in the room shattered and fell to the floor. ''Ella! You okay?!'' Dean yelled, but I wasn't focused on him right now.

''Elena, Dean. You must both listen to me!'' Castiel exclaimed, and I watched as Dean cowered even lower to the ground. ''You must hear what I say.''

''What do you want, Castiel?!'' I yelled, looking over at Dean, who didn't hear me as he tried to get out of the room.

''You must-!''

Before Castiel could say anything, the door bust open to reveal Bobby looking at us in horror and worry. ''Dean! Ella!''

''You two alright?'' Bobby asked, helping us up. I nodded as Dean just shrugged/

''Aside from the church bells ringing in my head, peachy.'' Dean remarked dryly. As I just rolled my eyes, feeling slightly disappointed that Castiel couldn't finish his sentence. It must had been important.

Suddenly Dean took out his phone, making me give him a look. ''Dean, what are you doing?'' I questioned, as he held the phone up to his ear.

''Calling, Sam.'' Was his only reply. Before he and Sam started to have a conversation, which ended up in an argument. Before Sam hung up.

''Why the hell didn't you tell him?'' Bobby asked, angrily, as Dean shut his phone.

''Because he just tried to stop us.'' Dean replied back, as I raised a brow.

''From what?'' I asked, and Dean gave me a look before explaining.

''Summoning this thing.'' Dean replied, and I looked at him in shock, worried that Castiel might accidently smite someone else's eyes, but by chance I could meet this Castiel face to face.

''You can't be serious!'' Bobby said, anger clear in his voice. ''Look at what that thing did to Pamela, I would like to keep both my eyes.''

''Me too.'' I pointed out, and Dean groaned pinching the bridge of his nose. ''We don't know what it is. It could be a demon, it could be anything.'' I added, leaving out the fact that I could talk to Castiel. The last thing I needed was Dean mad at me.

''That's why we've got to be ready for anything.'' He stated, before digging into his jacket pocket, revealing Ruby's knife. ''We've got the big-time magic knife, you've got an arsenal in the trunk.''

I shook my head. ''I'm sorry but I choose life.'' I admitted, causing Dean to roll his eyes.

''Ella, whatever this is, whatever it wants, it's after me.'' Dean softly explained, even thou he looked like he wanted to scream. ''That much we know, right? I've got no place to hide. I can either get caught with my pants down again, or we can make our stand.''

''Fine...'' I mumbled, defeat written all over my face. But Bobby looked a little peeved.

''Dean, we could use Sam on this.'' Bobby suggested, but Dean shook his head. What the hell happened between my two brother's anyway?

''Nah, he's better off where he is.'' Dean said softly, looking back at me. ''Besides we have another Winchester with us.''

After finally finishing the symbols on all the walls of an old warehouse, Bobby had found. We all waited silently for Castiel to make his appearance.

''You sure you and Elena did the ritual right?'' Dean asked, looking at me and Bobby. I just gave Dean my best 'bitch face' making him hold up his hand's in defense of himself.

''Damn, touchy, touchy, today Ella.'' Dean smirked, I just rolled my eyes, while Bobby just muttered something under his breath. ''We probably don't even know if this thing is coming or not.'' Dean added.

Before I could speak. As if on cue, a loud rattling sound started to shake the roof of the barn. Instantly, Me, Dean and Bobby armed ourseleves with shotguns and take our positions at the far end of the warehouse.

''Well, Dean?'' I Said, a smile on my face. ''Still think the thing isn't coming?''

Dean gave me his best glare. ''Shut-up.'' He remarked dryly, before looking between me and Bobby. ''Wishful thinking, but maybe it's just the wind.''

Suddenly the light's above us shatter, making me flinch in fear. Before the Warehouse door's suddenly broke open, and I could see a lone figure approaching us, the light's shattering above him. As he walks closer, Dean and Bobby instantly open fire. But froze my hand on the trigger, but as soon as I saw him, Castiel. I felt my heart almost leap out of my chest.

He looked like a simple man, with short black bed head hair, his blue eyes wild with concentration. And he seemed to be wearing a long trenchcoat, which swayed a little from the wind as he walked even closer.

Suddenly I couldn't hear the guns going off anymore, and that was when I knew Dean and Bobby were all out of shots. Dean, me and Bobby exchanged shocked glances. Before we threw our guns to the ground, I noticed Dean had managed to sneak Ruby's knife behind his back. Just as Castiel walked in front of us, his wild eyes, softening a bit when he looked at me, but when he looked at Dean they were hard once more.

''Who are you?'' Dean Asked, as I kept my distance ignoring Castiel's piercing gaze.

''I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.'' Castiel replied, in a deep smooth voice, I felt like a small ant under his gaze. While Dean seemed unfazed before he glared at him.

''Yeah. Thanks for that.'' Dean faked a smile, before he suddenly lunged forward and stabbed Castiel with Ruby's knife. But to my shock nothing happened. So, at least we know he isn't a demon. I watched as Castiel looked down at the knife intrigued before he simply took it out of his chest, making Dean back up, gently moving me beside him. Before we looked at Bobby, who had a crowbar.

Bobby instantly attacks, and to my horror and shock. Without looking, Castiel grabs Bobby's weapon and uses it to swing him around. Before he gently touched Bobby on the forehead with his long fingertips and before I knew it, Bobby was crumpling to the ground.

Without warning, I could feel my instincts kick in. And I raised my gun from the ground, and shot Castiel in his chest, before I stopped. Castiel looked down at his chest, before looking at me with surprise. Suddenly he reached out to touch his finger's to my forehead, but before he could, Dean pulled me behind him.

''Don't touch my sister.'' Dean growled, as I locked eyes with the unknown being, as he looked at us in slight amusement.

''We need to talk, Dean.'' Castiel spoke more gently, as he looked at me. ''Alone.''

''Okay, I'll just make my leave and check on Bobby.'' I said, as Dean just continued to give Castiel a glare. As soon as I bent down next to Bobby, I went to feel his pulse, to my relief there was one.

''Your friend's alive.'' Castiel replied, as he looked through the book, me and Bobby had read to the symbols on the walls of the warehouse.

''Yeah, thanks for that.'' I mumbled to myself angrily. As Dean continued to stand in front of me protectively.

''Who are you?'' Dean asked, changing the subject quickly.

''Castiel.'' Was Castiel's response, not looking up from the book, before I stood up, and walked towards him, Dean tried to stop me but I gave him a look.

''Yeah, I knew that, but what are you?'' I asked, ignoring Dean's confused look. Before Castiel looked at me, his blue eyes softening once more.

''I'm an Angel of the Lord.'' Castiel replied, and I stared at him in shock, as he closed the book. While Dean just looked between me and the 'Angel' in anger and disbelief.

''Get the hell out of here. There's no such thing.'' Dean said, challenge in his voice. But Castiel just gave him a look.

''This is your problem, Dean. You have no faith.'' Castiel explained. And before I could ask something else, I stood frozen as two beautiful large wing's sprouted from Castiel's back, I could only see the shadow of them. But they were magnificent.

''Some angel you are. You burned out that poor woman's eyes.'' Dean growled, still not trusting the angel, while I just looked at Castiel in awe.

''I warned her not to spy on my true form.'' Castiel explained innocently. ''It can be... overwhelming to humans, and so can my real voice. But of course you already knew that.''

And as soon as he said that, I knew Castiel looked at me. I was able to understand him after all. But Dean didn't know that, nor that he needed to anyway.

''You mean the gas station and the motel. That was you talking?'' Dean asked, his eyebrow's raised up a notch. ''Buddy, next time, lower the volume.''

Castiel looked down, was that guilt? ''That was my mistake. Certain people, special people, can perceive my true visage. I thought you would be one of them. I was wrong.''

I sighed in relief, since it seemed that Castiel wanted to keep our secret speaking in my mind thing between us.

''And what visage are you in now, huh?'' Dean asked, accusingly, motioning to him up and down his body. ''What, holy tax accountant?''

I watched as Castiel smiled. ''This?'' He said, looking down at himself. ''This is... a vessel.''

''So, you're in a human's body? Like a meatsuit?'' I asked, and Castiel nodded, his gaze softening again.

''He's a devout man, he actually prayed for this.'' Castiel explained truthfully, But as I looked at Dean, his candy green apple eyes were cold as ice.

''Well, I'm not buying what you're selling, so who are you really?'' Dean asked, and I looked at him in shock, what the hell happened to him in the pit, whatever did seemed to have messed my brother up badly. I could sense Castiel notices too since he tilted his head, giving Dean a look of shock. ''And why would an angel rescue me from Hell?''

''Good things do happen, Dean.'' Castiel spoke, his voice soft. But Dean shook his head, glancing over at me.

''Not in my experience.'' Dean admitted, causing my heart to drop to my stomach, feeling even more guilty for not saving him from Lilith.

''What's the matter?'' Castiel asked, his head still titled slightly, as he stood in front of Dean, before realization seemed to come into his eyes. ''You don't think you deserve to be saved?''

I gave Dean a look of hurt. ''Dean. Is that true?'' I asked, Dean avoided my gaze, still looking at the innocent angel. And that struck me to my core. Did Dean really want to stay dead?

''Why'd you do it?'' Dean asked, his glare deepening at Castiel.

''Because God commanded it.'' Castiel spoke in a serious tone. ''Because we have work for you.'' he added, before looking at me. ''As well as for, Elena.''

Me and Dean exchanged a look of shock.

Where was God?