After shouting myself till my voice was hoarse, for almost twenty minutes. I instantly tensed ready for a fight, as I heard the front door open. Even though it probably wouldn't go well. So, I simply swallowed hoping the winged-fathered-ass, would come down and help me.

''What the hell?'' I sighed in relief, as I looked to see Dean, Sam and Bobby enter the room. They're eyes wide, looking at me then the cuffs.

''Oh, my God, what happened? Are you okay?'' Sam instantly asked, running over to me and using the nearest pin to unlock my cuffs. As I sat there, looking over them.

''Are you guys okay?'' I asked, as Sam finally managed to unlock the cuff. While Dean helped me to my feet, his green gaze, sharp, and intent on killing the person or being who did this to me. I hated it when he got like this.

''Who did this to you?'' Dean growled, as Sam placed the handcuffs to the side. Knowing we would need them sooner or later. I watched as Dean looked around for any sign that Castiel was there, ready to rip his head off.

''It was...Castiel.'' I replied, and I watched the angry look on Dean's face grow even angrier. While Sam and Bobby just stared at me in shock. ''He gave me this whole speech, on how he was sent decades ago, to my protector. And that I was also in God's plan, which is absolute bullshit.''

Dean crossed his arms, clearly not believing what he was hearing, before he turned to face me and Sam. ''So, let me get this straight.'' he said slowly, ''If Castiel was here for decades watching over you, then where the hell was the Son of a bitch?''

''But that's not important right now.'' Sam replied, looking at me, his face dark as well . As Bobby looked around the room. ''What the hell exactly happened here, Ella?''

I explained as quickly as I could. About Castiel appearing, Meg's vessel 'Nancy' trying to kill me. And Castiel brining up 'me under his protection' speech. But I left the part, where Castiel told me something deep inside of me was breaking. And the stranger part where I thought I felt a face nuzzling me.

Sam, suddenly turned his attention back to me. ''When we got here...we thought they had gotten to you...'' He trailed off, and I could see the guilt in his eyes. As I rolled mine, here they go again blaming themselves for not getting here sooner.

''I was more worried that I couldn't warn you two.'' I replied grimly. I was more worried about them then myself, I just couldn't bare to see one of my own brother's die again. I wouldn't be able to take.

Dean smirked. ''Well, at least we're all in piece.'' He pointed out, gesturing to himself, as well as me, Sam and Bobby. ''But I still think we're lucky to even be breathing.''

''So, they're all people we know?'' Sam asked, raising a brow. As Bobby was reading one of the lore books. But the old man nodded.

''Not just know. People we couldn't save.'' Dean replied back, before glancing at me. ''Hell, Ella was just attacked by Meg's vessel here. So, I think it's more than people we were close to, Sammy.''

That's when something came to me, and I walked over to Bobby, who just glancing at me, before going back into the lore. ''Hey, I was just wondering. When I was fighting 'Meg' I happened to notice some sort of a tattoo on her arm and hand, before Castiel vanished her. Did she have a tattoo when she was alive?''

Dean shrugged, eyes narrowed. ''I don't think so.'' He replied simply.'' I would have remembered seeing it when we were burying her.''

I sighed, before continuing. ''It was something like, some sort of brand.'' I replied, looking between my brothers and Bobby. ''Like how people in the western time, branded horses.''

Sam suddenly nodded, agreeing with me, as he looked at me. ''Elena's right, and she might be onto something.'' Sam replied, his hands on his hips. ''I saw the same brand too, on Henriksen.'' Before I managed to vanish him.''

Bobby looked up, his eyes slightly widened as he glanced at us then to the book. ''What did it look like?'' He asked, and me and Sam looked at one another. Before I approached him once more.

''It looked like they were burnt on.'' I replied, not really remembering how they looked. ''But they were burned. Just like the horses were in, Spirit.''

Dean gave me an earsplitting grin, crossing his arms. ''So, let me get this straight. You got all of these burnt theory's from a children's cartoon?'' He asked, raising both eyebrows. ''We're talking about human's here, Ella. Not Horses!''

I could feel myself blush. As I finally noticed I revealed one of my guilty pleasures from back in the early, two-thousand. But it got worse, when Sam, started to grin.

''Wait, you like that horse movie?'' he chuckled, as Dean did the same. ''The one with Bryan Adams, singing every song?'' at the last part, Dean frowned, confusion on his face. As Sam mentioned, the rock singer 'Bryan Adams'

''Wait, you don't mean, rock-n-roll, Bryan Adams do you?'' Dean asked, smirking, as I just groaned knowing we were getting way off topic. Bobby must have caught the drift because he glared at my brothers.

''Would one of you please, tell me what it looked like?'' Bobby demanded, instantly making Sam, take a piece of paper from the desk. ''And stop talking about that western movie, would ya? I'm getting tiered of that man's song's

Dean looked slightly taken aback. And I closed my eyes, knowing where this was going, while Sam was drawing the mark. ''Bryan Adams, he won the Golden Globe award, back in two-thousand-seven, and you don't like his songs?''

I could tell Bobby was about to say something. But Sam to my relief handed Bobby the paper with the mark drawn on it. Instantly the angry look on Bobby's face, turned into a frown. As he looked at the book then the picture.

''I may have seen this before. We got to move.'' He said, suddenly getting up from his seat, before tossing the book aside. Knowing the mark sign wasn't in there.

''Bobby? What's going on?'' I asked. As he began to leave the room, while Dean and Sam just stood there confused as ever.

''You three, follow me.'' He simply replied, I glanced at my brother's, they just shrugged in response before we followed after the old man.

''Okay, where are we going?'' Sam asked, trialing beside me, as Dean trailed ahead of us. Like he always does.

''Some place safe, you idiot.'' Bobby replied, causing me to chuckle. While Sam just gave me his best bitch face. While Dean snickered.

I watched as Bobby picked up some books, making my confusion deepen.

''Why do you need those books?'' I couldn't help but ask, but he ignored me, before leading us to what appeared to be a hidden basement, which had a devil's trap and not the mention the whole thing was made out of metal.

''Bobby, is this...'' Sam tried to ask, but I could see his was deeply fascinated of the hidden room. More than I or Dean were.

''Solid iron.'' Bobby said, as I knocked slightly on the metal, hearing a small ping in response , as Bobby continued. ''Completely coated in salt. 100% ghost-proof''

''Wait, Bobby, you built this place?'' I asked, looking around, as Dean looked at the salt by the only window in the room.

''I had a weekend off.'' He shrugged, before dumping the books on a desk. While Dean just stared at him with smirk. ''What?'' Bobby asked, noticing Dean's staring.

''Bobby, you're awesome.'' Dean smirked, looking at the devil's trap and the other symbols to keep demons out.

I then noticed salt gun's and grabbed one, before handing one to Sam and Dean. Who instantly got to work on the salt guns. Before Dean suddenly stopped, his eyes furrowed deep in thought.

''See, this is why I can't get behind God.'' Dean replied, placing the gun down, making me stop loading, as Sam kept on going. ''First of all, if he sent 'Castiel' here to protect, Ella, maybe Castiel could have done something to save, oh, I don't know, Dad!''

''You're brother speaks of truth.'' I instantly seized up, as I heard Castiel's true voice once more, but this time it looked like I didn't affect anyone. ''But it wasn't time for me to reveal myself to you. Until you're brother went to hell. ''

''Ella?'' Sam asked, gently shaking my arm, and I felt my body relax. ''You alright, there?'' I nodded quickly before going back to work on the guns. Before I decided to try something, If I could hear Castiel's true voice didn't that mean we have some sort of connection.

''Castiel? Castiel can you here me?'' I spoke, but no words came out, since I was trying to talk to him from my mind, without letting my brother's by suspicious especially, Dean. ''Castiel, why do you keep talking to me? I told you I didn't want to be involved with any of this shit!''

I waited for about a minute, while still loading my gun, Until Castiel started speaking again, this time his voice more gentle.

''Because I am you're protector, Elena Winchester.'' He replied, and I could feel my heart pick up for some stupid reason, as he continued. ''And your brother has no faith. You must keep watch over Sam Winchester, and make him stop, or we will.''

I shook my head, before I could hear a conversation between Dean and Bobby and decided to listen, hopefully Castiel was still listening.

''Witnesses?'' Dean asked, confusion on his face, as well as mine and Sam's

''The unnatural. None of them died what you'd call ordinary deaths.'' Bobby explained, as he read one of the books, worry in his eyes. ''See, these ghosts - they were forced to rise. They woke up in agony. They were like rabid dogs. It ain't their fault. Someone rose them... on purpose.''

''Who would do that?'' I couldn't help but ask. Cutting Sam off. While Bobby just stared at the three of us.

''Do I look like I know?'' Bobby replied, looking at me and Sam. ''But whoever it was used a spell so powerful it left a mark, a brand on their souls. Whoever did this had big plans. It's called "the rising of the witnesses." It figures into an ancient prophecy.''

''Wait, wait. What - what book is that prophecy from?'' Dean asked, his voice stuttering. As me and Sam watched on, until Castiel started to speak to me again.

''Your friend is right, this is a sign, from the book of Revelation.'' Castiel replied, making me tense up, as Bobby's face twisted in lost hope. ''The last chapter of The Bible.''

''A sign of what?'' I asked outloud not meaning too, as did my brothers. Before I heard both Castiel and Bobby reply.

''The apocalypse, Elena Winchester.'' Castiel replied, While Bobby did the same to the boys. ''And this is just the beginning,''