''Because God commanded it. What the hell did he mean by that?'' Dean rambled, for what was the hundredth time tonight, as he paced back in forth in Bobby's house. As me and Sam shared worried glances at one another.

''And how am I involved in God's plan?'' I spoke softly, leaning agianst the wall, as Bobby laid out a pack of books on his desk. After me and Dean told Bobby what had happened, Bobby immediately began researching. ''I get that Dean is involved, but me? What make's me so important to God or the Angels?''

I watched as Dean finally stopped pacing around the room, lifting a hand to fix his hair. Before turning his concerned face towards me.

''I don't know, Ella.'' Dean admitted softly, his green gaze staring off into the distance. ''But what we do know is that whatever fly boy was talking about earlier, it somehow involves you, And I'm not buying what that thing was selling.''

''But Dean, this angel-'' Sam started, causing Dean to give him a glare. ''thing brought you back from hell. Don't you think we should, I don't know, get to know how they're kind work? Or if what Castiel was saying was true?''

I looked at Dean, who still didn't look even the slightest convinced. Before I made my way between my brothers.

''Sam has a point, Dean.'' I began, placing a soft arm on my brother's shoulder. ''Why would, Castiel even tell us the truth? If what he said wasn't the truth''

''He could be a Demon, Ella.'' Dean cut me off, shrugging my hand off his shoulder. ''Demon's lie, it's what they do!''

I rolled my eyes, before going over to Bobby, who was already packing more books about Angel's onto his desk. As my brothers kept on arguing, I could hear Bobby mutter 'Igits' and I chuckled softly.

''Don't you think that if angels were real, that some hunter somewhere would have seen one... at some point... ever?'' Dean asked, getting my attention.

''Of course there has, Dean.'' I replied, making him look at me. ''Me and You.''

Dean exhaled in frustration before looking at Sam and Me. ''I'm trying to come up with a theory here. Okay? Work with me, not against me.''

''So, Ella, Did this thing even look like an Angel?'' Sam asked, looking at me, as I fiddled with my thumbs.

''Nope. No Wings, Halo, or even harp music.'' I replied, making Dean chuckle a little. Before I faced Bobby. ''Did you hear that Bobby? You were touched by an Angel.''

Bobby raised a brow, before grumbling under his breath.

''I can't believe you or Dean, wouldn't tell me you guys where searching for, Castiel.'' Sam said, and I could hear the slight pitch of anger in his voice.

Dean seethed. ''Because, we didn't need you, Sam.'' He hissed, glancing at me. ''We had it all under our control.''

Sam looked like he wanted to say Something, But Bobby cut him off.

''You chuckleheads want to keep arguing religion, or do you want to come take a look at this.'' Bobby cut in. And me and my brother's went dead silent. Before we made our way to Bobby's desk. ''I got stacks of lore - Biblical, pre-Biblical. Some of it's in damn cuneiform. It all says an angel can snatch a soul from the pit.''

Dean crossed his arms. ''What else could have don't it?''

''Airlift your ass out of the hot box? As far as I can tell, nothing.'' Bobby replied, looking down at the books.

''This is good news guys.'' Sam interrupted, making me and Dean give him a look. ''Because for once, this isn't just another round of demon crap. I mean, maybe you were saved by one of the good guys, you know?''

I watched as Dean stepped forward in Sam's face. ''Okay, Say it's true. Say there are angels. Then what? There's a God?'' He mocked questiongly

I rolled my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose. ''Please don't even Bring God up, Dean. We are talking about Angels here.'' I replied, looking at Bobby who raised a brow.

''So, what do we even know about Angels?'' Dean asked, placing his hand's on his hips.

Bobby gave all of us a mischievous grin, before gesturing to the books. ''Start Reading.'' He replied, as Dean just gave him an irritated glare, before facing me.

''You two are going to get me some, Pie.'' Dean grumbled crankily, making me and Sam tense a little, as Dean grabbed the first book.

''I will...'' Sam sighed, before he faced me. ''Want some too? Ella?''

''Of course,'' I smiled, as Dean just chuckled softly.

After about an hour or so, Me, Sam and Dean started to rearrange the Angel lore, in order. Before Bobby came in, hanging up on whoever he was calling.

''Balls!'' He hissed, causing me stop my work.

''What's wrong, Bobby?'' I asked concerned, as Sam and Dean glanced at one another. ''Did the operator's switch you're number again?''

''No, I've got a friend one state over - Olivia Lowry. I've been trying to reach her for three days on this angel thing. It's not like her to ignore this many calls.'' He said worriedly.

Dean looked up at that, interested. ''And you think she might be in trouble?''

''Yeah.'' Bobby replied grimly. ''We're gonna go check on her. You guys follow me.'' He ordered, but I frowned looking at all the books.

''But we should do some research on, Castiel.'' I replied, stopping them in their tracks. ''Just in case he is a Demon?''

Dean looked like he was about to protest, but I raised up my hand, before gathering up some of the books from Bobby's desk, ''You guys just go, I'm going to do some research.''

Just as I imagined, Dean and Sam instantly glared at me. ''And leave our little sister by herself, No, I Don't think so.'' Dean exclaimed, as Bobby left the room, obviously uncomfortable. ''What if , Castiel comes back? And, Oh, I Don't know, kills you?''

''Dean I can do this on my own, and I am only for years younger than you.'' I replied, annoyed, as Sam nodded in agreement. ''Don't forget I am, Sam's twin sister.''

''But-''

''Dean, Ella's right, I think we should let her stay here.'' Sam finally agreed, making me mouth a silent thank you. ''She's a Winchester, and Winchester's know what to do.''

After a few silent minutes, Dean sighed, giving in. ''Fine. Stay here, and only, and I mean only in the library do you understand?''

''Yes, Dad.'' I mocked. Before looking back at all the books.

After reading the first book. I plopped down on my seat, before pulling out my phone, as soon as I heard it vibrate. Must be the boys.

''Hello?'' I asked, not even checking the caller ID.

''Elena? Are you okay?"' Dean asked, worry in his tone.

''Yeah, I'm fine.'' I grumbled, not liking his overprotectiveness. ''What's going on you guys okay? Where's Oliva?"'

Dean hesitated on the phone before speaking. ''Oliva. She's dead, Ella.'' He began, making me gasp in shock. ''And that's not all, there's these vengeful spirits going after Hunters. And Sammy just got nailed by one.''

''Is he okay?'' Was my first concern, as I nervously bit my lip.

''He's fine, so is Bobby, thanks to me. And you better half salt and iron with you right now. Or I swear I'll come right down there-''

''Dean!'' I exclaimed, getting angry. ''I. Am. Fine.'' I snapped, before I knew what I was doing I hung up. Not even bothering to spare an I love you.

''Son of a bitch.'' I growled out, before tossing my phone onto the couch next to me. Before sitting up, to reach for the next Angel Lore book.

''Why did you refer to you're brother as a female dog?'' A familiar rough voice questioned, making me jump, and spin around only to relax, to see Castiel leaning against the kitchen counter, watching me.

He started at me, unblinkingly, as I looked at his appearance once more. He still wore the business suit, the trench coat and his black hair was still a mess. I didn't know I was staring for so long, until I felt a hard, but yet gentle hand, touch my arm.

''Don't touch me!'' I all but screamed, snatching my hand away from Castiel's grip. ''Why are you here? Can't you just leave me and my brother's out of your business?''

Castiel tilted his head a little, furrowing his eyes at me, before he sighed. ''You are not safe here, Elena, I must take you somewhere safe.''

''Hell no!'' I snapped once more, meeting his insanely pure blue eyes. ''I am not going anywhere with you, until you tell me what the hell you are doing here? And how I am involved in all this bullshit stuff.''

Castiel sighed once more, looking at me, was that annoyance?

''I thought you would know by now,'' Castiel said softly, looking down at his feet. ''But I guess I didn't exactly make our first meeting long enough to explain.''

I crossed my arms, giving him a look. ''Explain what?'' I replied interested, in what this 'Angel' knew what me and Dean didn't. Until it suddenly hit me. ''Is this about how I can hear you're true voice, when Dean or Sam cant?''

He nodded silently before looking straight into my eyes. ''Yes. But there is something else you must know. But...''

''But?'' I asked, after he had trailed off.

''I don't think you would understand what I'm about to tell you, but you must know one thing, Elena Winchester.''

I raised a brow. ''And what's that?'' I asked, stepping slightly closer to the Angel. So, our noses were only inches apart. He looked at me as if he didn't want to say anything, but I gave him glare. ''You either tell me or you leave.''

Castiel sighed once more, stepping closer to me, ''Very well.'' He said softly. ''It is very rare for this to happen to Angels, as well to you humans. But since the day you were created, I was assigned to be you're Guardian Angel.''

I was shocked, ''Aren't you supposed to be Deans?'' I whispered, to which the- My Guardian Angel shook his head. Before I asked the one thing I wished I never did. ''W-Who assigned you to be my Guardian?''

I watched as Castiel licked his lips, before smiling softly. ''The one person, that has always been there since the beginning of time. God.''

''God?'' I replied, raising a brow, as Castiel nodded smiling slightly. ''You expect me to believe, God, would want anything to do with me? After everything I've done and been through?''

Castiel stared at me, the blue depths of his eyes, staring straight into my soul. As if, he was trying to look into my soul, past the walls I had built over the years, as well as the emotions I always tried to hide, and the painful memories or fears of losing my brothers. I already lost Sam and Dean once, and I wouldn't lose them ever again. I had no memories of my Mom, Mary Winchester. Who had died, trying to protect me and Sam from the yellow-eyed demon, Azazel. And lost my father to sacrificing his soul for Dean's life.

But as I looked into Castiel's eyes, I saw nothing but promise, determination to keep me and my brother's safe. And I knew deep down that he would never hurt me and Dean, but Sammy was a hole different story.

''You have been hurt in the past.'' Castiel said softly, as he searched my eyes, for even a flicker of emotion, but I held them in, as he continued to search for any hint of emotion. Before he sighed looking down at his feet, before looking back at me. ''You have built up walls to hide what you are feeling, I've been watching over you for decades. But yet, I sense...something is breaking deep inside you.''

I narrowed my eyes dangerously, giving him a death glare. ''Don't. Even. Go. There. You piece of shit.'' I growled, locking my intense eyes on his unfazed expression. ''If you've been watching over me for over a decade...'' I paused, licking my lips, as I felt a tightness in my chest. ...''Then where were you when I needed you most, Castiel?''

I watched silently, still seething. As Castiel looked down, and I could have sworn I saw a hint of guilt, and pity shining in his eyes, before he looked back at me. His stoic face returning, the emotion quickly going, just as it was there. But yet, he still didn't say anything.

''I Prayed to you, Castiel.'' I admitted softly, as I turned my attention away from him, and to the bracelet my mom had given me, when I was born. And I could tell the Angel, was following my gaze, as I heard him sigh. ''I prayed for some type of a miracle, to have, Mom, Dad, back with me and my brothers. So, we could have some normal little white fence life, but you wouldn't even answer one, even one, Castiel.''

I watched as, Castiel's gaze softened, to something like pity and guilt, before he silently tried to approach me, but I stepped back, ignoring the emotion bubbling up in his eyes. As I just glared at him. ''Don't touch me.'' I Growled, crossing my arms. Before facing the stack of Angel Lore. Before I sighed, and turned to face him, wanting to get down to business. ''And why, after all those years of hiding from me, why do you suddenly want to reveal yourself to me now?''

Castiel sighed, looking at me with almost a pained expression. ''It wasn't my time to be here with you, not yet...''Castiel paused, as I glared at him. ''But, now I sense the pain and torment you have been through. And now I must save you before it's too late...'' He trailed off, making me raise a brow.

''To late for what?'' I asked, making Castiel's gaze look straight into my soul once more. As I avoided his gaze.

''It's about you're soul, Elena Winchester-'' Castiel started, but I interrupted him.

''Ok, hold on a moment.'' I said, making him shut up. ''What does any of this have to do with my soul? Because I can tell you right now, I have never sold my soul. So unless you have a reasonable explanation, then be my guest.

Instantly, Castiel's gaze hardened, and I just deepened my glare. Before I stood nose to nose with him and said two words, I've been waiting to say. ''Get. Out.'' I growled, Castiel looked unfazed, but nodded his head, and vanishing from my sight.

''Thank God.'' I whispered, before turning my attention back to Angel lore, which were still sitting on the small table. And took the second book from the pile and began reading. ''Chapter one, Angel Warriors of God? Hu, this should be interesting.''

3 hours later

After reading the second book, I heard a sudden crash come from the kitchen, and quickly stuffed my hand into Bobby's sofa, before pulling out my salt gun.

''Dean? Sam?'' I questioned, as I crept closer to the sound, which was getting louder and louder by the minute. ''Is that you guys?''

''Actually, it's just little old me.'' I quickly spun around, recognizing the voice instantly, before lowering my gun just slightly, before my eyes widened in recognition. ''It's good to see you again, Elena Winchester.''

''Meg?'' I chocked out, I thought Dean had killed her, but by the way she shook her head, and glared at me with hate in her eyes, I knew. ''You were Meg's vessel? Meg Master's. The one we couldn't save?''

Meg nodded angrily, before she socked me in my face, making my lip split slightly. Before I glared at her, and tried to reach for something metal, but Meg beat me to it, and pushed me into the kitchen table, slightly wincing, as I ran into the table's sharp edge.

''I trusted you!'' Meg yelled angrily, as she kicked me, making me wince in pain, as I felt pain shoot up my chest, before she lifted me up and pinned me against the wall. ''I thought I could trust, Sam and Dean too. But I guess I was wrong.''

Another kick to my side, had me groaning in pain. As Meg just laughed, taking her anger out on me, as he tried to fight back. But Meg, had me pinned against my will.

''I had a little sister.'' Meg growled, as she punched me in my gut, making me cough up some blood. ''A sister, who looked up to me, one that I loved with all my heart. That was until you Winchester's destroyed everything.'' another punch to my face, just made more blood seep through. ''And you know what, I had to watch as I my sister, my little sister, commit suicide right in front of me!''

I felt pity and guilt, as Meg kept on throwing punches onto my body. I know deep down I deserved this, I was the one who pushed Meg off the highest floor of an apartment building, me and my brother's were staying at. When the demon was still inside her. I had no idea Meg would get hurt.

''Then do it.'' I breathed out, wincing, as it hurt to breath. ''Kill me, if it will make thing's easier. And I am so sorry about you're sister, I had no idea.''

Meg just smirked, before she grabbed me by my throat. And hit me against the wall, making my vision become blurry, as I kicked for air. ''If you insist.'' She smirked.

Before she could finish me off, I watched in shock, as light burst out from Meg's body, before she faded away. ''I told you there was danger, yet you didn't believe me.'' Castiel's voice rang out, as I tried to get up, only for him to place two fingers on my head, making all my wounds disappear, as well as the blood.

''What are you doing here?'' I questioned, to tiered to get angry, as Castiel crouched down in front of me, his face set in a grim expression. He didn't answer me, but he grabbed my arm, making me tense, and helping me to my feet. ''Thanks, I guess.''

''You are welcome.'' Castiel replied, before I could move, I heard a loud click, and looked down to see he had cuffed me to the wall.

''Castiel! What the hell!'' I exclaimed, trying to break free. But Castiel just sighed, before he let my arm go, and turned to leave. ''Wait! You can't just leave me here!'' I replied angrily, but received no response. But I felt something calm and soft like, nuzzle my face gently, as if it were a face, that had fur. Reaching up with my un-cuffed hand, I touched the air, and felt something like fur in response, before looking at Castiel, who just stared at me.

''What the hell is touching me?'' I growled, as I touched it again, causing it to nuzzle my arm once again, as if it enjoyed the attention. ''Castiel?''

Castiel didn't say a word, as he turned and vanished, and just like that the feeling was gone. As Castiel left me in the kitchen cuffed to the wall. Before Castiel vanished, I could have sworn I saw something like a lion's head curled around me, like a face. But I shook it out of my head, before looking for anything to uncuff me. But found nothing, since it was way out of my reach. Before I just slumped against the wall, and sighed.

''Note to self, never trust Angels.''