"Go out and make sure the coast in clear," Dean ordered Ruby, who was busy complaining in the backseat.

"Why do I have to be the one?"

"Because I don't feel like getting attacked by demons, and I'm sure as hell not sending Sammy out there. Go."

"What if he senses me?"

"He won't, there's too many damned demons in there now. He's not going to pick up on one more. Now hurry up!"

Ruby's black-eyed glare was nothing short of venomous as she exited the Impala and trudged around to the church.

They were back at the church grounds, only it was nearly midnight. Both brothers could sense at least a dozen demons around the area but they hoped most of them were inside and not lurking around the exterior of the building. Dean had sent Ruby out to go check, and had even given the demon her knife back temporarily so she could kill any demon that might be outside.

After the outside was clear, they would quietly make their way inside. Sam didn't know why Dean and Ruby worried about Samhain realizing they were there, he had to know they were coming and he probably didn't see the three of them as much of a threat.

Lilith probably ordered one of her minions to tip Crowley off to the location of Samhain. Lilith wanted them here. She figured Samhain would be strong enough to kill Dean, which was exactly what she wanted, to get his big brother out of the way so Sam would be filled with revenge and want to kill her.

She didn't realize how much they already knew. And she certainly didn't realize how powerful Sam had gotten, especially in these past few months.

Sam had been sending demons to Hell since Dean's surprise birthday gift of sending the Ruby imposter back. It had gotten so much easier and extracting the souls was now a walk in the park. He had learned to really get to know his powers and exercise his full control over them, never once letting the power take a hold of him.

It felt damn good to know that he could get rid of demons so easily and send them back to where they came from. Not only that but Sam could save the host most of the time, as long as the demon didn't damage the body too badly. But he knew he couldn't get a big head, while it felt amazing, Sam couldn't let the thoughts of what he could do and how powerful he actually was consume him.

Dean had warned him about that, and it was Dean's words that kept him level-headed. He understood now, if he had been doing this with the Ruby-imposter, not only would he probably be drinking too much blood and get addicted, but he would have also let the power go to his head. It was his brother that kept him grounded, it was because of Dean that Sam was so successful, yet never lost sight of who he was.

"What's going through that freaky head of yours?" Dean mumbled, without even glancing over at Sam.

"Nothing." Sam shrugged to himself. "I just think we can actually do this. Not only Samhain but Lilith. I feel confident."

"Don't get too ahead of yourself there, Sammy. She's bound to realize that you've gotten stronger sooner or later, she'll have something up her sleeve."

"Yeah, I know. But I think we can take her down."

"I think we can too, if I didn't I wouldn't be putting you through all this. But we have to be careful. And they do have a plan B, so even after we send the bitch back to the pit, we better look out for whatever they're going to do and try to stop it."

Sam sighed. Didn't they at least deserve a little break? Just some time to relax and celebrate that they got rid of Lilith? Of course it never worked out that way.

Sam heard a soft knock on the driver's side window and jumped in his seat. Dean remained calm and rolled down the window. Ruby was standing there, one hand on her hip and the other holding the demon-knife, blood staining the metal.

"I got two of them, didn't alert any inside. It's clear so let's get moving."

Dean hopped out of the car and Sam followed suit. The older brother pulled out the Colt, just in case, and they went to the Impala's trunk to grab a few flasks of holy water.

They then snuck across the street and up to the church. Sam was about to go open the front door when Dean grabbed him by the back of his jacket and pulled him away.

"Don't you think they'll be guarding the front door, genius?" Dean whispered harshly.

"They'll see us no matter what we do!"

"It's still best to be stealthy so we won't alert the rest of the demons and be outnumbered!"

Ruby sighed and rolled her eyes behind them. "What he's trying to say is that we should go in through the back door. When I was over here, I looked inside and there's only two in the back. Now come on."

Ruby led the way to the back and turned to Sam. "Look through the window and tell me where they are."

Sam squinted his eyes and tried to view what was behind the grimy old windows. He saw the door from the inside with a man to the right of the door. There was also another standing a little further ahead and it looked like there were three demons in the front of the old church, each standing right next to the front door. Dean was right.

Sam shared this information with his brother and Ruby and it didn't take long for them to think of a plan.

"Alright, I'll take care of these two by the back and stab them, shouldn't be too hard. Sam, you use those powers and send one of them back to hell. Dean should be able to shoot the other two by the front with the Colt before they can get to us. Easy as pie."

"I better get some pie after this," Dean mumbled, as if he hadn't had enough pie in the last few months that a normal person would have consumed in a few years.

Sam was waiting for Ruby to count down, but instead she walked right over to the door and opened them, forcing the brothers into action.

Sam saw Ruby lunge at the demon near the door out of the corner of his eye before he focused on his task. Sam took a step forward and held out his hand at the demon that began racing toward him.

The demon stopped dead in its tracks just as Sam heard a shot ring out and another demon dropped to the floor, its body sparked a few times as its soul died.

Focusing back on the task at hand, Sam concentrated on ripping the demon's soul out and sending it back to Hell. There was a flash of movement to his right and then another shot as the sound of a body falling to the floor was made audible.

Sam pulled the soul out easily, liking how smooth and quick the extraction was taking place now. Within then seconds, he had the demon sent back down to where it came from, and a probable lifeless body lay at his feet.

There was a loud yell and Sam turned just in time to see a desk come flying toward his face. He was so stunned that he didn't even think to move. Luckily for him, he had a big brother that always had his back as the desk suddenly froze in midair, nearly a foot from Sam's face, and whipped back across the room, hitting the remaining demon and knocking him down.

Dean stepped in front of Sam, his face angry as he lowered his hand. "What the hell Ruby? I thought you had those two taken care of? That desk almost smashed Sam!"

Ruby got up from where she must have fallen in battle and walked over to the demon that just began to pull the desk off of it. She knelt down and stabbed it in the chest.

"I'm sorry; I only had a damn knife and had to get up close and personal with two demons, unlike the both of you! Besides, I had him; it's not my fault that your genius brother decided not to duck when a desk came flying at him!"

"You say one more word about my brother and I'll put one of these bullets in your head!"

Ruby rolled her eyes as she kicked at the dead host's head. "Suuuure you would. That's why you chose to help free me in Hell, just to kill me. Plus I'm good in..."

For once, Dean actually stopped the conversation before Sam had a chance to. "Just shut up, after that comment you're not getting any action from me, bitch. Let's just get downstairs and end this thing so I won't have to look at your face anymore."

"Dean, take it easy..." Sam attempted at coaxing his brother.

"I will not take it easy! You could have been injured or died because she couldn't take down her demons fast enough!"

"Let's all just shut up and get downstairs!" Ruby bellowed, "If we don't all get on the same page again they're going to be able to easily take advantage of us."

Honestly, Sam wasn't even sure how they made it this far with those two.

As they descended down the old stairs that looked as if they would snap at any minute, Dean made sure he was in the lead. He wasn't about to let Ruby take the lead because he didn't rust her to be able to take down whatever enemy may pop up. And he would never let Sam go ahead. It was his job to protect his baby brother and he wasn't going to screw this up. He knew Sam was capable of taking down demons with ease, but still...any chance Dean could take to protect him; he was going to do it.

Dean thought that they may have to search a bit to find Samhain, that he may be hiding somewhere for the attack.

Well, he sure as hell was shocked when the demon was standing ten feet from the base of the stairs, just...staring them down.

Sam came to stand beside him, and Dean could sense his brother tensing up. Dean couldn't blame him too much, the demon was wearing a pretty creepy looking host, hair long and greasy, and oh, his eyes were pure white. Nothing creepy about that.

Without saying a single word, Samhain threw his arm up and Dean knew what was coming. It was the same shit Lilith tried to do to Sam back in that house. The "white killing light" as Dean liked to call it. The white-eyed demons had this power, this force, which could kill a human in seconds and just cause them to drop dead. Why they didn't use it more often, Dean didn't have a clue.

But he knew, he knew it wasn't going to work. Sam was immune to that white killing light and luckily, it couldn't kill demons either. The light ebbed away and the three of them were left standing there with Samhain simply cocking his head to the side in confusion.

"Nice try, asshole," Dean chuckled. However his laugh was short-lived as he was suddenly tackled to the floor and fell face first. Dean spun his body around as quickly as possible to see a demon in a teenage girl snarling at him. She punched him in the face once and tried to reach for the Colt that was tucked in Dean's waistband.

Dean laughed at her lame attempt and kneed her in the stomach. He loved that demon powers didn't work against other demons. It all came down to hand-to-hand combat and Dean knew he excelled in that area more than any other demon. He was a trained hunter, after all.

The demon fell off Dean and landed on her ass. Just as she looked up, Dean snapped the Colt out and shot her between the eyes.

Dean turned to check on his brother to see that Sam had his hand extended and that Samhain was frozen in place. Sam seemed to be struggling though, as he face was scrunched up and his eyes seemed to being to water.

Maybe it was the fact that the damn demon was just glaring at the kid, a look of pure hatred and evil. That had to be freaking the poor kid the fuck out.

"Don't look at his face Sammy; don't let him get to you. Just concentrate on what you're..."

There was a loud crash to the right of him, and Dean reflexively turned to see what had happened. Ruby got thrown into the brick wall, the demon-killing knife flying from her grasp to land on the opposite side of the room.

Of course.

There were three demons on her though, two of which turned to focus on Dean now that Ruby was unarmed.

Dean sighed as he pulled out a flask of holy water from his jacket pocket. The demons came charging at him and Dean sprayed the bottle at the demon to his right side, watching her face blister and buckle in pain. Some of the water hit Dean's hand, and though his skin sizzled, he barely noticedany pain, the tolerance thing must be really working.'

While that demon was screaming and clutching at her face, Dean shot the other one in the chest simultaneously. He reloaded quickly, and kicked off the demon that was now clutching at his leg, trying to pull him down as her skin still smoked.

Dean stepped on top of her chest to keep her down, hearing ribs snap and then shot the bitch in the face.

Good, now only one more to take care of. Dean turned to face Ruby only to see her lying on the ground, attempting to get up. The demon that had been fighting her was gone.

Sammy. Shit!

Dean heard a body drop to the ground and saw Sam grinning over Samhain's body. He would have said some sort of congratulations, or at least make fun of his brother, I it weren't for the demon coming up behind Sam, a regular knife in his hand.

"Sam!" Dean yelled and he thought quickly. Using all the power he could muster, he held his right hand out towards Sam; it was getting harder to control his brother, since Sam was getting so much stronger. But at the same time, Sam knew Dean's powers and he allowed himself to be affected by them and not fight them off.

And that's just what Sam did; he allowed Dean's powers to push him away. Only, they pushed Sam a few feet rather than across the room like Dean was planning.

Still, it was good enough as the demon swung its knife through thin air, Sam just out of its reach. Dean then held out his other hand towards Ruby's knife, knowing this was the only guaranteed way to get his brother out of harm's way.

The knife picked up off the ground, and Dean directed it to fly toward the demon, ignoring the pain that started to shoot up his bad arm at the motion. It embedded itself in the host's heart before the demon could even bring the knife up again.

As the last demon fell to the ground, Dean clutched his arm to his chest without realizing it and Sam frowned in response.

"Dean, your arm…"

Dean rolled his eyes and noticed that Ruby had walked over to them. "You just sent Samhain, a white eyed demon, to Hell and you're concerned about my arm?"

Sam just frowned some more. "Of course I do, what kind of brother would I be if I didn't care?"

Dean stepped over a few of the hosts' bodies and walked over to Sam's side. "Don't worry about it, I'm fine. Dude, you just sent him to Hell, and you did it so quick too!" He slapped Sam on the back, probably much too hard from the look on Sam's face.

"It wouldn't have been so quick if you guys weren't taking care of the rest of the demons."

"Well, that's exactly what we're gonna do when we take down Lilith. It will be as simple as that." Well, Dean sure hoped so, but no reason for Sammy to hear his doubts. Dean faced Ruby. "Speaking of taking care of the demons, what the hell! Again Ruby? Getting your ass kicked?"

"Oh, are you talking about when the three of them cornered me and left me without a weapon? You didn't see me take down three more of them before that happened!"

Dean shook his head. "Looking more and more like the damsel in distress there Ruby, needing me to come to your rescue…"

Ruby shoved at Dean. "If it wasn't for me taking down three of them, you would have been overpowered, you asshole!"

Ruby was getting boring, so Dean turned his attention off of her. "Sammy, let's get going."

"What about all these bodies…these people…they were people of the town…"

"I'm not worried about that, with the condition of this basement, no one will find them down here until the smell gets too bad. Now come on."

Sam was looking at the dead bodies and frowning. "But Dean…"

"They're dead, there's nothing we can do. I'm going out to the car but if you want to sit here with a bunch of dead bodies, be my guest." Dean didn't understand what the Hell Sam wanted them to do. What was the point in them taking care of the bodies when the town would eventually find them? Must be a human thing that he didn't understand.

Sam sighed and followed both Dean and Ruby back to the Impala but he snatched the keys away from Dean as soon as his brother pulled them out.

"If this is because of my arm, you can forget it. I'm driving.

"No, you're not. You're putting on that sling and taking it easy. I did just send a white eyed demon to Hell; shouldn't driving the Impala be my reward?"

Dean narrowed his eyes at his brother, damn, he had a point. "Fine." He tossed the keys to Sam and went to get the stupid sling from the trunk. He couldn't deny that his arm was starting to really hurt him; it probably started when that demon bitch knocked him down. He just didn't notice the pain at first due to his demon-adrenaline.

"Well..." Ruby was rolling her eyes from where she stood by the Impala. "I'm going to leave. Can't say this was much fun, but I'm sure Crowley will demand me to come and help you two idiots again. There's my number if you need it." She handed a piece of paper to Sam. "Be careful on that poor little arm Shortbus." Ruby winked at Dean and then she was gone.

"Finally!" Dean called out in joy and then looked at Sam. "Help me get this damn sling on, would you?"

Dean couldn't help but chuckle at Sam's annoyed expression. That look right there, was what he lived for.

They had only been in the motel for about a half an hour when Dean's cell rang, causing him to jerk awake from where he had been dozing on the bed.

Sam chuckled and peered over at the phone. "It's Bobby."

Dean grumbled and reached for his phone. "What, Bobby?" he answered in irritation. This better be good to wake him up from his nap...

"What are you boys doing?" Bobby asked, avoiding any kind of "hello" and it immediately got Dean's attention. Something was wrong.

"We just got back from hunting down a demon. Samhain, a white eyed asshole. Sammy sent him back to Hell."

"I want you both to head over to my place, now," Bobby demanded, his tone seemed frightened.

Dean turned on the speaker and gave Sam a confused glance.

"Why do you need us to come over?"

"I hunted down a demon today and it started going on about a bunch of stuff, you know, like they always do. But then, it started telling me how the angels were coming after you two. How they were going to track you two down so they could kill you Dean."

"Why would a demon care about what the angels are doing?"

"I got the hint that they were working together. At least to kill you. So when you just told me that you got back from a demon hunt, I assumed that those demons may be working with the angels."

"But they can't track us Bobby," Sam supplied. "Cas, the angel we told you about, the good one, he carved these protection symbols on our ribs..."

"I'm not even going to ask what the hell you're talking about with ribs. I'm just telling you two what I heard and that this demon seemed pretty damn sure that the angels were going to be on your tail."

"It's probably lying Bobby."

"Maybe it is. But maybe it isn't. You two aren't doing anything, so get your asses over here. You're safer at my place and if need be, we can hide out in the panic room. I added angel protection symbols, so we'll be safe."

Before Dean could say anything, Sam butted in. "We'll leave right now Bobby. Thanks."

"Okay, you two be careful. And hurry."

Dean ended the call and Sam turned to him. "Don't you dare give me shit about this. We're going. This is your life on the line and I'm not risking anything. We're going to be as safe as possible. Let's go."

Dean opened then closed his mouth. What could he possibly say to that, when he himself was usually the one saying lines like that? Well, it looked like Sam sure was following after his big brother. Dean just wasn't too sure if he liked it or not, maybe he should stop being so bossy and Sam would follow suit.

When they got to Bobby's, the older hunter immediately went into panic mode. "Let's get into that panic room, now."

Dean shook his head stubbornly. "If something's coming to kill me, I'm not going to hide away. I'm going to fight it."

Sam nodded his agreement. "Me too."

"No you're not!" Dean pointed at his brother. "You're going in there where it's safe!"

"I'm not leaving you out here..." Sam was forced to stop as his cell phone rang. Everyone in the room shut up and stared at the device, almost afraid to move.

Not recognizing the number, Sam hesitantly accepted the call and slowly brought the phone up to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Sam," the serious voice spoke from the other end and Sam immediately recognized it as Castiel's tone.

"Cas?" Sam questioned. Dean sent his brother a strange look. "Why didn't my phone recognize your number?"

"I lost my phone you provided me with. However I have your number memorized now in case of emergency. I must say there is an emergency right now. You must tell me where you are so I can come to you."

Sam frowned but gave the angel Bobby's address anyway.

"What if he's leading us on Sam? You just gave us away!" Dean complained and Sam realized that he may have a point there.

"You already gave yourselves away." Castiel was suddenly standing next to Sam. Bobby nearly yelled, and as Dean would probably say, 'looked like he had just shit himself'.

"What the hell are you talking about? Are you leading the damn angels here?" the older brother yelled but Sam knew that even if Cas did, that yelling was pointless. They were doomed.

Castiel looked confused. "Why would I do that? I am your friend. But you are being tracked. The demons that you were fighting were working with the angels. They placed a tracking device on you."

Dean paled and Sam knew what he was thinking. Dean had gotten into fights with those demons and there was a very likely chance that they had easily put a tracking device on him without him realizing it.

Sam watched as his brother felt around by his jean pockets and pulled out a strange looking coin, this must be the same thing Crowley used to track them.

"Damnit!" Dean swore. "She wasn't going for the Colt, but putting this damn thing in my pocket! Sonuvabitch!"

"What do we do?" Sam asked the angel desperately.

"There is nothing you can do. I could take the coin away, but my brothers would just find other opportunities to track you. Besides, they are already on their way."

"Then why the hell are you even here? To watch us die?"

"I would never come to watch you die. I am here to help. There is nothing you can do but there is something I can do." The angel opened up his coat and button-down shirt to reveal a marking of some sort carved into his skin.

Dean looked like he wanted to gag. "That's just fucking nasty, why would you do that?"

"This symbol, when mixed with blood, sends all angels within a close distance back to heaven."

"Do you need to carve it on yourself though?" Bobby finally spoke up. "Why not just draw it on the wall?"

Castiel looked solemn. "Because it would send them to heaven but my brothers would just come right back. They need a distraction to stay away from you two while you get closer to vanquishing Lilith. Something that will keep them in heaven."

Sam suddenly understood what Castiel was going to do. "You're going to send yourself there with them? Why?"

"They are very angry with me and will busy their time with teaching me a lesson."

"But they could kill you!"

"That's a risk I am willing to take," Castiel said and before anyone knew what was happening the house began to shake.

"You don't have to do this man." Even Dean acknowledged the sacrifice that was going on.

Castiel looked straight at Dean just as angels began appearing in the room.

"I failed you once Dean Winchester by not rescuing you from Hell. This time I will not let you down." Castiel then turned away from Dean to face the five angels that were in the room. "Zachariah," he addressed a middle aged and balding man.

"Give us the demon Castiel and we'll leave you and everyone else untouched." The angel took a step forward and to the brothers' surprise, so did Bobby.

"You're not getting anywhere near my boy, you vile piece of shit."

Zachariah cocked one eyebrow and then laughed. "Oh this is funny, a miserable human thinking he can do anything to stop me. Your so called boy is dead, dead the moment his eyes turned black."

"That's a goddamned lie and you know it, why else would you want him dead so badly? Because he's different, because he's fighting for the good side, that's why."

"And you think we angels aren't?" Zachariah cackled. "I've had enough of this. If you're not going to hand him over, then we'll have to do it the hard way."

Zachariah took another step toward Dean but this time Sam stepped in front of his brother, shielding him. "You're not getting my brother," he said darkly.

"Oh yeah?" Zachariah went to raise his hand. "How are you going to stop me?"

"This is how," Castiel spoke up as he ripped open his coat. "Shield your eyes!" he ordered as he slammed his bleeding hand down on the markings carved into his chest.

The trio did as they were told and the sounds of screaming soon filled the air. There was a loud noise that sounded similar to a group of giant birds hurrying away with panicked wings.

When they opened their eyes, there wasn't a single trace of angels, including Castiel.