Meta Fiction Part 1

Lebanon, Kansas

Angela turned on the shower and let the scalding spray wash over her body. She combed her finds through her hair and over her eyes as the water hit her. After about 20 minutes, she turned off the shower and stood in front of the mirror. Angela wiped away the steam and looked into her own eyes for a moment before letting out a heavy sigh. Angela's eyes wandered to her right arm and she rubbed the Mark of Cain with her left hand.

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Sam was talking on the phone as he and Dean poured over various files in the library.

"Yeah. Alright. Thanks, Carlos." Sam said. "Listen, if you, uh, if you catch wind of any other demon activity, give me a holler, alright? Appreciate it." He added before hanging up as Angela entered. "Hey."

"Hey, kid." Dean greeted.

"Anything?" Angela asked curiously.

"Yeah." Sam nodded. "A dozen demon-related cases, people without souls acting out, but…"

"But no sign of Abaddon." Angela finished.

"Right," Sam muttered. "Looks like she's vanished."

"Well, we just got to keep digging." Angela shrugged.

"Yeah." Dean agreed, noticing that Angela was rubbing absentmindedly at the Mark of Cain. "You okay, kiddo?"

"Yeah. I'm fine." Angela assured. "Let's get to work."

Sam and Dean shared concerned looks as Angela rummaged through the files.

"Alright," Sam muttered.

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Sam had his cell phone on the map table as the three hunters listened to Castiel speak.

"Gadreel?" Sam questioned. "Gadreel is working for Metatron? For how long?"

"I don't know." Castiel's voice rang through.

"So, Metatron made Gadreel kill Kevin?" Dean asked.

"I would explain a lot, and there have been no new prophets," Castiel replied. "Which means Metatron could have fixed it to his advantage."

"And Gadreel said that angels are returning to Heaven?" Angela's brows furrowed. "How? I thought that the spell was irreversible."

"That's what Crowley said," Sam muttered. "Look, let's just find Gadreel and… and beat some answers out of him."

"Yeah, here's something to start with that. Uh… Hold on, I'm, uh… Sending you a photo of the symbol that drew all the angels in." Castiel explained.

Sam opened up his laptop. "Okay. Got it."

"It's acting as some kind of angel siren," Castiel noted. "I think it's a spell. The ingredients used to create it were very odd… Griffin feathers, bones of a fairy. I've never seen it before."

"Yeah. Me, neither." Sam frowned. "Let me see what I can find."

"Honor bar." Castiel could be heard muttering. "What's honorable about a miniature bar in a motel room?"

"Everything." Angela laughed slightly.

"How are you, Angela?" Castiel asked gently.

"I'm fine, Cas." She replied in a similar tone. "How about you?"

"I miss my wings," Castiel replied wistfully. "Life on the road… smells."

"Hmm." Angela chuckled softly.

"Yeah. Listen, I got a match." Sam interjected. "And it's not from the lore… it's from police records. Looks like that symbol you found was spotted at a handful of crime scenes the last couple days, all multiple homicides."

"And where were these crime scenes?" Castiel asked.

"Uh, Utah… Baker, Hill Valley." Sam answered.

"And I'm in Bishop's Falls, Utah," Castiel replied.

"Also looks like most of the crime scenes were in industrial areas," Sam added.

"Looks like Gadreel is heading north," Castiel noted.

"What's the next big town?" Dean asked curiously.

"There are two. It could be Auburn or Ogden." Castiel replied.

"Alright, you take Auburn, we'll take Ogden… meet in the middle." Dean instructed.

They hung up the phone and Dean paused in thought for a moment.

"Didn't we work a case in Ogden?" his brows furrowed slightly.

"Yeah." Sam nodded. "It was a… it was a witch situation, right?"

"Yeah." Dean nodded. "There was that kid in town that helped us, wasn't there?"

"Yes," Angela recalled. "We should call him, see if he's still in business."

"Yeah. What was his name?" Dean muttered.

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Ogden, Utah

The Impala pulled up in front of Ian's shop later that night. Sam, Dean, and Angela got out of the Impala. Angela unbuckled Grace from her car seat and lifted her into her arms before they walked into the shop.

"Got an open box of feathers," Dean commented as they looked around with flashlights.

Sam and Angela walked over to a closet and Sam opened the door. Ian's dead body was inside, his eyes burned out of his head. Angela immediately covered Grace's eyes.

"Dean." Sam and Angela called.

"We got to find Gadreel before he lights up the bat signal," Dean replied urgently.

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Gadreel walked to his car in a dark alley, but he looked up to see Sam walking around a corner, apparently having no idea that Gadreel was there. Sam took out his phone and dialed.

"Cas, it's Sam again. Call us. We need your help." He stressed.

Sam hung up and then jumped as Gadreel appeared right in front of him. Gadreel smiled menacingly. However, before he could make a move, a lighter clicked open and Dean dropped it from above, igniting a ring of holy fire around the angel.

"Hey, douchebag." Angela greeted from her place next to Dean.

"Remember me?" Sam snarled angrily.

A/N: Hey, guys, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Sorry for posting it a bit late, I fell asleep right after work. Also, I can't believe that we're getting closer and closer to the end of this installment?! It feels like it just started. As always, thank you for the recent reviews. Love you guys, xoxo!

~Emily