Two things became very clear to Ana as she sucked in a deep breath. The first being that she hadn't been buried, which was evident by the stiff mattress she was laying on and the fresh air that greeted her lungs. The second was that Chuck had given either too much or very little thought into where he hid her body. Now she couldn't be sure that her body had been in the panic room through the entire time, but the devil's trap she was staring up at instantly gave away her location. None of her family would have thought to check Bobby's and it was very unlikely that anyone had been back inside the place since her last visit.

She gave herself a few more minutes to get her bearings, it was an odd sensation returning to her body. The last time it had happened at least she had still been alive, coming back from the dead seemed to take a bit more adjusting. As she slowly sat up she wondered how long it would be before Gabe or Connor would sense that she had returned. She wanted nothing more than to reunite with her family, but Chuck had essentially dropped a live bomb into her lap before leaving her to deal with it on her own. She was going to need a little time to come up with a plan before she found everyone and gave them the news, but she needed to move fast. There was no telling what kind of harm had already come to her unborn daughter. Her eyes glanced around the room, remembering that it was made of iron and warded against anything Bobby thought would ever be a problem. Chuck had brought her back there for a reason, he must have known she'd need some time before being surrounded by her family and this place made her pretty much undetectable to the angels and her soulmate.


Though Connor knew he needed to help with the problem currently involving the High Council he had dropped everything the moment Dean called with news of Gabe and Cas' most recent lead. Appearing in the bunker library he looked around at the four men that had been waiting on him, doing a double take when his eyes landed on Dean. If it had been any other situation he would have made some smart ass remark about the beard, but the only thing he could focus on was the possibility that they had finally found Ana. "So she's in Heaven-" he cut straight to the chase, looking back and forth between the two angels, "-I thought you two already checked there."

"Of course we did." Gabe pushed away from the table he had been leaning against, moving to stand in front of the witch. "We looked everywhere we could up there and came up with nothing, but that changed yesterday. It was like she suddenly appeared, we can sense her soul is there, but we can't find where. Think you could do some sort of tracking spell once we get up there?"

Connor closed his eyes, mentally flipping through every tracking spell he had in his memory. "I can try, but honestly there's no telling how being in Heaven will affect my magic. It could make the spell go haywire, give us wrong answers, or I might not be able to do magic at all."

Dean and Sam shared a worried look, they hadn't thought about the possibility of the amount of divine energy they would be surrounded with having an affect on Connor's powers. "Well," Dean spoke up, crossing the room until he was standing next to Connor and placing a hand on the younger man's shoulder, "we can get up there and give it a shot. If it doesn't work we roll with plan B."

"Do we even want to know what plan B is?" Sam asked, crossing his arms over his chest and giving his brother a pointed look.

Dean looked at each man with him, a slow smirk growing on his lips, "Probably not." he answered truthfully with a shrug of his shoulders. Hopefully they wouldn't have to resort to the backup plan because he didn't necessarily like the idea of it either.

The others collectively decided not to ask for further details, each of them knowing sometimes it was better not to ask when it came to some of Dean's ideas. "Okay, so what we'll do is get everyone to the nearest entrance to Heaven and enter that way. Since you're all still living we can't just pop into the place so we're going to have to knock." Gabe began to explain the plan that he had Cas had already discussed.

"We shouldn't have many problems getting in," Cas continued, standing up from the chair he had been wallowing in, "it will be once we're actually there that will be the problem. The other angels will be able to sense you all the moment we cross over and they're more than likely not going to cooperate."

"I shouldn't need much time to do the spell. Since there's no sort of map to go off of to get a location I'm going to have to use something that will more or less will let me feel if we're heading in the right direction." Connor shoved his hand into the front pockets of his jeans as he tried to explain. "It's almost like an internal game of 'hot and cold', I'll be able to sense if we're getting closer or further away from her soul."

Sam nodded to himself, hoping that the type of tracking spell Connor was talking about would save them some time. "Alright, so you work the spell and the rest of us will do what we can to keep the other angels from interrupting. But if this works, we're going to be met with an entirely different problem. We still have no idea where her body is at." he pointed out, knowing that if even if they did find her soul it wouldn't fix all of their problems.

The five of them were now standing in a small circle, having almost gravitated closer together as they began to work through their plan. Now that they had this lead they weren't going to stop following it until they had Ana back. With the same drive flowing through each of them they began to think of possibilities for what they would do once they had her soul, Cas was just about to offer a suggestion, his mouth open before snapping closed as multiple things happened all at once. Cas' eyes snapped to Gabe who was looking back at him wide-eyed and Connor sucked in a deep surprise breath.

"Ana." The name came from all three men as the hunters stood there looking at them completely confused.

"What? What about Ana?" Dean asked, worry creeping into his tone. They were closer than they had been in months to getting her back and he refused to let anything get in the way of that.

Gabe ignored Dean and instead turned to Connor, "You can feel her?" Connor nodded in response. "Let's go." Was all he said before disappearing.

In the next few seconds Cas was at Sam's side, placing a hand on the taller man's shoulder as Connor did the same to Dean before they disappeared just as Gabe had. Once they had arrived at their destination Dean spun around, taking in Bobby's junkyard. "What the hell are we doing here?" He asked as his eyes landed on Connor since the witch was the closest one to him.

"She's here." Was all Connor gave as an answer as he ran toward the front door, not stopping until he was in the house and staring at the redheaded woman behind the old desk.

It didn't take the others long to follow the witch inside and they all stopped just outside of Bobby's living room, each of them taking a moment to register the hurried movements of the woman as she flipped through a book in her hands.

Ana had known that the moment she stepped out of the panic room in the basement that they would have been able to sense her, but with a semi-formed plan she needed a few more pieces of information before she could present them with the full plan and she knew that Bobby's collection would have what she was looking for. Honestly it had taken them a little longer than she assumed it would to get there, she had sensed them all the moment they had appeared outside and was already pretty sure she had found the book she needed when they walked in, not that their presence stopped her flipping through the pages. She was on a mission.

"Ana?" Dean's voice caught in his throat as he watched his daughter, looking exactly like she had the day she died, flipping through an old book of Bobby's with determination clear on her face.

The sound of her father's voice had her almost dropping the book and she took a second before turning to face them, her eyes slowly taking in each of them. They all looked like hell. "Hi guys."

"How-" Sam caught himself, not wanting to question exactly how she had returned to them just as they had found her, but part of him also worried about the answer.

Ana placed the book down on the desk when she realized that they all were in so much shock that they wouldn't be able to make the first move toward her. She walked around the desk until she was directly across from them, not sure which one of them she wanted to hug first. "There's some stuff I need to fill you all in on. Short version about how I'm back is, Chuck. Long version about everything else that happened while I was dead will have to wait." She watched as the angels were the first move.

Gabriel wrapped her in a tight hug, "It's so good to have you back, princess." He told her softly, only taking a few more moments before stepping away and pointing a stern finger at her face. "If you ever do something like that again I will rip you a new one."

"Though I'm not sure how that would be an appropriate form of punishment, I agree with Gabriel." Cas spoke with a soft smile, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. "You will not put us through that again."

"I missed you guys too." Ana told them with a small laugh before she was being pulled off of her feet, Sam's arms almost crushing her to his body as he lifted her from the floor.

He knew that he would need to make his reunion with his niece short so that her father and soulmate could get their time in, but that didn't mean that he didn't need the same reassurance that the others did. Resting his cheek on the top of her head he held her like that a moment before lowering her back on her feet, "It is so good to see you." he told her, trying to fight back the tears he could feel building in his eyes.

At the sight of her uncle's eyes watering Ana's began to do the same. Closing the space between them she wrapped him in one more tight hug. "You have no idea." she told him before looking up at him, knowing that he would understand her unspoken words as she stepped back. Dean and Connor were still frozen in their spots, it was clearly taking them a few more minutes to register that what they were seeing was real. "Dad?"

All it took to break Dean out of his disbelief was that one word coming from her lips and he was crossing the distance between them in two long strides, pulling her into a bone crushing hug. He placed his chin on top of her head and sucked in a deep breath, feeling as if this was the first time he'd been able to do so since she had died. "If you ever do something like that again I'm going to lock you away in the bunker. Iron cuffs to keep you from escaping, chaining you to the floor, the whole nine." He told her, though his words didn't hold much heat.

"Well I can assure you that I will never go up against two archangels ever again." She promised only because the only archangel left in existance was Gabriel and there was no way she was ever going to have to fight him off like that.

"You'll be lucky if I even let you go up against a ghost ever again." He pointed out, kissing the top of her head.

His words pulled her focus away from their happy reunion and back to the newest problem at hand. "Yeah, about that…" she trailed off as she stepped away from her dad, taking a moment to look at them all again before moving toward Connor. "There's a specific reason Chuck brought me back now." She knew that this news would affect them all differently, but it was going to be the hardest on him. Once she was close enough she reached for his hand, watching his eyes as she spoke, "It's our daughter, she's alive."

"What?"

"How?"

"Where?"

The questions rang out from the others, but Ana didn't pull her attention away from her soulmate. "The rogues have her, the spell they did took her from my body and put her into another. Almost like a surrogate type thing. Either way she's alive and we need to save her before they can use her power like they plan to."

"Where is she?" Connor asked, ready to get this last thing taken care of so his family could finally be together.

"I'm not sure, but I know how we can find out." Ana sighed, knowing that the next piece of information wasn't going to sit well with him. "Tiberius is the traitor in the Council. He's working with the rogues and it was his idea to do this."

Connor's jaw audibly clicked as his teeth clenched, "Then we start with him. We'll get the information we need one way or the other and then we'll permanently put a stop to him."

Ana gave a sharp nod of her head, it didn't matter what it took at this point they would do whatever they had to in order to get their daughter back. Even if that meant restorting to magic that the Council would frown upon them using.