A/N HERE'S ANOTHER CHAPTER! don't own anyone you recognize, no beta, mistakes are mine and...PLZ REVIEW

Alex blinked hard and shook her head, trying to clear it. She'd heard someone open the door, but when she investigated, noone was there and the door was shut. She sighed and sat back in the corner, putting her head in her knees.

She missed Castiel, and Dean, and even Sam, but not as much as she missed Gabriel. He had been the one to help her, to joke with her, to be a FATHER to her. He had been her only friend for so long, and now she hadn't seen him in days. She took a deep breath, holding back tears.

Her head jerked up when she heard the door creak open again. She got up slowly and stood in a definsive stance. She walked to the door to the room she was in, peeking through the crack. The door was ajar, fresh footprints in the dust on the ground.

"Zach," She called out. She took another hesitant step toward the door, barely breathing. "This so isn't funny." She gripped the door handle stuck her head out into the night. There was noone in sight, so Alex just sighed and walked back into the building.

"Alex." She started and whipped around, hand flying to the knife in her belt. In front of her stood Gabriel, his face serious and concerned. Withought a second thought, Alex dropped the knife and flung herself into Gabriel's arms. "Oh my God, Gabriel, you have no idea how badly I wanted to see you." Alex stepped out of his arms, sniffling slightly.

Gabriel smiled, warm and happy, just like he used to, "well, I'm here now." Alex giggled, hugging him again. Then Gabriel's face turned serious, "why?" Alex knew what he was talking about, "I had to, I didn't want to, but I had to." Gabriel shook his head, "they only made it seem like you had to." Alex made a little choked sound, "they'll kill Jacob." Gabriel shook his head again, "no, that's forbidden. You, and your brother, are completly safe."

Alex nodded, taking a deep breath. "Let's get you outta here," Gabriel said, gently wrapping his fingers around her arm. Alex made another little choked sound, and they left. Gabriel closed his eyes, trying not to think about the trouble he just stirred up.

Castiel groaned, blinking the blurryness from his eyes. He was in a room, but not the room at the building he found. He tried to remember what happened, but it was all just a rush of emotions and sensations. His vessels senses failed him again, and he didn't like it. He tried to stand up, but was stopped by the rope binding his wrists and ankles to the chair he was sitting in.

He hadn't relized he was sitting in a chair until the rope dug into his skin, making him bleed. He inspected the rope more closely, and sucked in a sharp breath at what he saw. He recognized these ropes, they're the same ones they use in "prison" in heaven.

Castiel's breathing sped up. He survyed the room again, then took a deep breath. He wasn't in heaven, it was a regular room. Castiel closed his eyes again, reaching out to the outside, tyring to find where he was.

"Castiel," a voice called to him from another room, "Ol ipamis noasmi emna." Castiel recognized the enochian, and immediately answered back, "olani vnig ol bams mtif." A woman stepped out of the doorway, into the light. Castiel recognized her from somewhere, but couldn't remember where.

"Zachariah nostoah dlvga omaoas ol micma ol emna," the woman said, moving closer to him. Castiel nodded, not saying anything. "crp olani nanaeel ipamis gil ol." Castiel looked up, suprised. He looked into her eyes, and gasped, "Layla..." She smiled, "Castiel."

Sam paced the room for the zillionth time, biting his nails. His thoughts were buzzing around his head, and he was worried for Castiel, who hadn't come back yet. Dean was asleep on the bed, snoring peacefully. Sam looked over at his brother, and sighed. Sam glanced once again at the door, wishing Castiel would hurry up and get his ass over there.

Alex clung to Gabriel like he was the only thing keeping her alive. And, admittadly, he probably was. Alex looked up, but the cold winds whipped at her face, and she buried her head back into Gabriel's chest.

Gabriel smiled softly. No matter how old she looks, she still acts like that scared, but still very brave, 10-year-old he first met. He put a hand on her head, stroking it. He felt Alex laugh, which made him smile. He would always "pet" her when she was younger, and now seemed like an apropriate time.

Alex looked up again, this time shielding her face with her hand. "Gabriel?" He looked down at her, "yes?" Alex looked nervous, "Where're we goin'?" Gabriel sighed, "back to Sam and Dean." Alex smiled at looked down again. She really needed to talk to Dean...

"I thought..." Castiel said, looking awestruck. "That I was dead? No, but I needed the demons to think I was. It was the only way they would leave Alex alone." Layla smiled, "You've found her? And performed the ritural?" Castiel nodded. Layla laughed, "My baby girl's all grown up." Castiel smiled, and Layla sat in his lap.

"Let me get these off you, and we need to hurry and get out of here." Castiel nodded again, serious. Layla worked the ropes on his ankles first, then the ones on his wrists. Castiel rubbed the burns and cuts on his wrists, and Layla frowned. He shook his head, "It was just the effect of the holy oil."

Layla looked pissed, "They said they wouldn't hurt you." Castiel placed a hand on her shoulder, "That is the only way they could've kept me here." Layla nodded, "Where we goin'?" Castiel smiled at the Texas twang, the same twang Alex had, "to the motel with Sam and Dean." Layla nodded, putting her hand onto of his, and they left.

Enochian translations:

Ol ipamis noasmi emna - you shouldn't have come here

olani vnig ol bams mtif - I need to find her

Zachariah nostoah dlvga omaoas ol micma ol emna - Zachariah has given us instructions to keep you here.

crp olani nanaeel ipamis gil ol - but i don't want to

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