Back at their hotel, the boys sat on their small two bed room, this one much smaller than they usually preferred. They had been praying to Anna, trying to get her attention. For what seemed like the millionth time, Sam spoke aloud.
"Anna, we really need help right now. we know you're running from Heaven, but we've found someone like you, and we need your help." Sam prayed, looking up when nothing happened.
The pair waited for a few seconds, before Dean got an idea.
"Anna, come on down. We know where another fallen angel is." He said. A few more seconds and he spoke again. "If you rescue him, I bet he'll help you stay safe, and you'll have more help." Dean went on. "His name is Perseus." He added, almost as an afterthought.
Immediately after he said that, they heard the flapping of wings, and a frantic Anna was in front of them.
"What?!" she hissed. Dean leaned back from where she had appeared, not expecting that reaction.
Sam stood up. "His name is Perseus." Sam repeated. "He was thrown into Hell by some greek pagan gods." he continued.
Her gaze snapped over to him, calming down. "I'll need something he had touched to get him out easily. I can't burst into greek hell with no help unless i have something of his or something he touched." she told them, less frantic and more calm.
Sam reached into his pocket and took out the disposable pen, offering it to Anna. "Someone who wanted to help gave this to us and I'm gonna assume it's his." He said.
She frowned as she took the pen, uncapping it. Much to everyone's shock, it turned into a 3 foot long, shimmering bronze sword. Anna's jaw nearly dropped. "His sword." she muttered, her pale face shining in the bronze glow of the blade.
Dean raised an eyebrow. "I'm gonna go ahead and say that that's a good thing." he said nervously.
"Dean, it's not just good, it's amazing. Simply touching it is making me feel like I could destroy this state easily." She murmured in disbelief, running a hand along the metal.
Sam looked extremely confused now. "How could an angel's sword have that much power?" he asked.
Anna closed her eyes, searching around for something, they assumed, before they snapped open in disbelief.
"He 'fell', which I assume means banished by Michael. That rarely happens, and not many angels have the power to banish someone with this powerful of a weapon. Sam, Dean, Perseus is an archangel."