Lock 5: Denver, CO

The enemy was advancing in on them. Numerously out numbered. Then their was a flash brighter then a sun. Then nothing.

L5

Dean eyes snapped open. His mind replaying the last moments before unconsciousness. Sitting up quickly he took in his surroundings. This was not the warehouse they were in. This room was way smaller and the one wall was made up of iron bars.

"Great." He spoke sitting up slowly. Scanning the room he found the other occupant on the opposite wall bed. Going over he placed a hand on them. "Ram? Ramiel?" She stirred minutely at the touch. Dean cautiously ran a hand down her check. She still didn't wake.

"Dean?" A whispered question penetrated the air. Turning his head toward the noise he moved to the bars. Not in a cell adjacent to his but a little closer toward the end of the hallway was his brothers.

"Sam?"

"Yeah Dean." They both had pressed their faces to the bars so they could slightly see each other.

"Is Cas with you?"

"Yeah, Ram?" Dean smiled at the concern Sam had in his voice for the angel in his cell. Hell he realized he probably sounded the same way about Cas. But in a more brotherly fashion.

"She's here, but out."

"Cas is the same." Dean looked to Ram then out again. Sam beat him to the next question. "What the hell happened? The last thing I remember is a bright light."

"Same here." Scanning their new abode. Again his eyes focused on a little black box with a red light on it. "We have eyes on us." Dean informed Sam. Sam grunted in acknowledgement. code talk or close enough for them.

"So what do you think happened?" Dean closed his eyes to think on that.

"We won." A feminine voice said behind him. Turning around quickly Dean watched Ramiel rise slowly into a sitting position on her bed. She was dressed more civilian but her hair was still made up with the cloth/hair halo.

"Ramiel?" Dean walked over toward her. "You alright?"

"I am..." She closed her eyes in a wince. "I am a little stunned but fine." Examining her with his eyes. If she weren't an angel, Dean acknowledged. Then rethought, she still looked hurt and weak. Yet there are no physical wounds. Dean moved over toward her.

"Ramiel?" His brother questioned from down the hall. She looked up searching the room for the one who wasn't there.

"Where are you?"

"Down the hall from you in another cell." Dean could hear the smile in his brothers voice. Glad to hear his angel awake. The innocence of a newborn at what was not seeing the eyes they were not there. "Cas is with me." He informed her. Knowing she would be worried about her brother as he was his.

"Thank you." Dean studied her. She closed her eyes again as if focusing or doing her angel meditation thingy. Dean just waited. Her eyes opened a little while latter.

"The lock was sealed."

"Great, that was the light," she nodded. Her eyes scanned the room again. This time studying them as like a movie you watched once then going over again to see the finer details. The little unique things you missed. "What's wrong?"

"I do not know." Her eyes roamed the cell walls. Then they focused on Dean. "We need to get out of here."

"Yeah I agree." Dean got up and went to the door. The lock was a simple key lock. Thinking easy pickable. "Ram, come here." She got up slowly and graciously made her way over. She knelt down beside him. Raising his hands, Dean began to feel Ramiel's hair finding what he needed. Pulling two bobby pins out. He showed them to her. She looked at them like magic, where did they come from. She raised her own hand to her hair and felt more of them. Never realizing they were there. "They're there to keep you hair up like that." She nodded in understanding.

"There are so many of them." Dean smiled.

"Yeah, cause you have a lot of hair." Dean began to approach the lock when the door at the end of hallway opened. Two men entered. One was white, tanned, built, with a bushy mustache. The other was a blond, looking more stern and dressed in black. They passed Sam's cell heading straight toward Dean's cell. The two occupants stood up. Dean standing slightly in front of the arch. She seemed to cower at the gaze from the two men. From the new arrivals gaze didn't even bat a lash at Dean. They only had eyes for Ramiel.

"Back up," the blond ordered. "Hands behind your head." Dean looked to Ram and nodded to do as they said. He raised his hands and placed them behind his head. And also taking another unconscious step in front of his friend. She was Sam's angel. He would protect her as he protected any member of his family. "Move to the side." Dean held his place at the order. His mind working over drive. They wanted her. Were they demons? Why did they want her? "Move."

"No." the blond stepped in further.

"Move."

"No."

"Now."

"Dean," Ramiel's voice called over his shoulder. She lowered her hands from behind her head, laying one on his shoulder. "it will be alright." he stared deeply into her eyes. Seeing the truth there he nodded reluctantly. Moving aside he allowed her to come in full view of them. The blond took a step back toward the door.

"Come along." She smiled reassuringly at Dean. Stopping in front of the blond. "hold out your hands." She did as ordered. The mustache man made the first move since coming in. he took her hands and placed them in a set of handcuffs. Not your normal two rings and chain. This was more a manacle. Heavy duty. She watched as they placed it on her wrist. It was extra weight. She could bear it, for now. Before exiting her cell she turned to Dean and smiled. He smiled back.

"See yah soon." She followed the mustache man out of the room followed by the locking door by the blond. She followed down the corridor but stopped suddenly in front of Sam's cell. She moved and grabbed at the iron rods. Sam moved to them placing his hands over hers.

The mustache man spun quickly on her. But didn't move beyond that. He watched as her eyes had traveled from the one holding her hands to the one lying motionless on the bed.

"How is he?" Sam smiled grimly.

"No change." She nodded and looked to Sam.

"Take care of him for me."

"I will." She smiled. He squeezed her hands. Nodding they parted from each other. The blond watched as the girl's eyes didn't leave the figure on the bed until they were out of eyesight.

L5

Sam knelt besides Cas. running a hand soothingly through his hair.

"Dean how come I'm in here with Cas and you're in there with Ram?" Dean smiled at the irony of that. Each trapped with the other's angel.

"What's the last thing you remember?"

"A bright light. Then here."

"And who was close to whom." Sam seemed to think on that. Remembering what happened. Their was a slight lighting flash at first. Then a heavy weight was upon him. Then a maelstrom of light. Castiel was closer to Sam and must have shielded him. Ramiel was closer to Dean and must have protected him. So each was with the other's angel. But the main question how did they end up here?

L5

Ramiel was lead into a room with a table, chairs and a big mirror on the wall. The mustache man sat her in the seat and left the room. She took in the room. finding it lacking she turned to her imprisoned wrist. she somehow knew what to do with them but didn't quit know how. closing her eyes she let the feeling take over. a click rang out through the room. her eyes opened. she had opened one of the wrist restraints and was working on the other. once that too had popped off she set it down on the table. staring at the tool in her hand she lay the bobby pin beside the removed imprisonment. the locks of hair on the right side where Dean had pulled some began to falter. looking into the mirror she saw how it had cascaded from it's original spot. She could feel eyes on her but she did not understand how.

L5

Behind the mirror six men stood. Six men who watched the woman on the other side do something they had only seen one other person do so easily before. Their lost seventh teammate, Eliza Standish, Ramiel's vessel. The blond, the leader of the group, Chris Larabee, watched her but viewed his team reaction more. When her hand reached up and pulled the bobby pin out. The room gasped. One in particular of their group stood up from the wall and leaned on the glass. His sharpshooter, Vin Tanner, looked at the visage before him. The visage of the woman he intended to get down on one knee for. Chris took a step in front of the door. Stopping anyone who saw fit the need or sudden desire to rush into the adjacent room. Josiah Sanchez, the profiler of the group, stared also around the room. He saw the woman in the next room. But he saw no trace of their former teammate. Her eyes held a different depth to them. JD Dunne, had a smile plastered on his face. He thought their wayward sister had come home. Time to face the caroling angels. Josiah stood from the wall making his way past their boss into the other room.

L5

Ramiel looked up at the newest arrival. She stared at her wrist realizing she had done wrong. She wanted to apologize. Yet looking at the other man he didn't expect one. He seemed pleased to see them off. He pulled the folder from under his arm and laid it on the table. Taking a seat he stared at her. She tilted her head at him, studying him. He took out a mini recorder from his pocket and placed it on the table turned on already to record.

"Do you mind if I record this?" he asked politely. Ram shock her head no. it would not hurt to have her words recorded for it wasn't her true voice. "all right, I am ATF Agent Josiah Sanchez, we are here to determine who you are and why you were at that warehouse." He smile to the girl. Josiah wanted to hug her. For Eliza to him was the daughter he never had. "Let's start." He opened the folder, clicking his pen open. "What is your name?"

"Ramiel Angel." She easy said, slipping into the persona Dean created for her use at the museum. Josiah looked shocked at the fact given. She registered the shock, but didn't know what to make of it.

"What do you do?"

"I am a private curator."

"Curator?"

"Yes, I help preserve history for the future." She remembered how Dean laughed at that but it fit. A private contractor. She was history. And she was in charge of profits and fighting to save earth. A curator of heaven. Josiah wrote some notes down.

"So what were you doing in the warehouse?" Ramiel took a breath at this. She didn't like lying. But she had to protect the brothers, her brother and herself.

"We were acquiring a new piece for our boss."

"There was now item there in the warehouse where we found you." She looked down. Thinking on the event and how to explain. It was a lock and it had sealed.

"It was destroyed." She looked up sadly. Her thoughts traveled to her brother. He hadn't moved at her approach. She herself still felt weary. Josiah looked saddened at her expression.

"I'm sorry." She nodded. Changing the subject," that was pretty impressive what you did with the handcuffs." Ramiel looked into his. He had seen what she had done. Josiah realized his mistake. But he wanted to see if this was his friend or not. Her eyes traveled from his to the mirror. Realizing how they had witness her action. A feeling of boding came over her. Looking at Josiah.

"Mr. Sanchez," Josiah's breath caught in his throat. Something their Eliza always did. "Why are we being detained? We have done nothing wrong. We have very important things to do. My brother and friends need to depart from here." Josiah looked over his shoulder to the mirror then back to her. They wanted to keep her here to make sure she was Eliza. Eliza was their undercover agent. They didn't know if this was a deep cover or in fact someone completely different. They weren't going to risk anything.

"There was a weapons bust in the adjacent warehouse. Where we were at. The explosion from yours drew our attention. We are determining if the two are connected."

"I can assure you they are not." Ramiel closed her eyes. She wanted to fly out of here. Wanted to grab her friends and brother and be gone. But hen they would have another trial. New hunters on their trail. They already had demons and angels. She didn't want to add the human component.

"Well, we have to wait and see."

"May I see my brother?" if they could not leave. Mabey they would allow her to make sure Castiel was alright after the blast. He wasn't at full grace like her. So it would be affecting him worse.

"Your brother?" she nodded. "which one is your brother?"

"The one with the dark hair in the other room." She gave a description. Josiah looked over his shoulder to the mirror again. Ramiel looked at the mirror too. She wanted to desperately plea with the unknown figures. But she also didn't want to make a show in case one was a demon.

"What's his name?" She didn't think it would hurt. A name had so much power though. But she wanted to see him.

"Castiel." She trusted

"I'll see what I can do." He stood up. Josiah was done for now. He could no longer stand to see their sisters face when she had no recollection of being theirs. Exiting the room he closed the door and leaned into the opposite wall. He missed their friend so much. No burial just a ceremony. A remembrance. No body.

Nathan Jackson, their team medic, approached him.

"Josiah?" Josiah looked to his best friend.

"She is the image of her but there is no Eliza there."

"Are you sure? Eliza was a pretty mean undercover agent. The best."

"I'm," he sighed. "when i interrogated Eliza after assignments. even with full cover. there was a speck their that i could still see. still feel." he turned letting his back hold up the wall. "when i look at Ramiel, she has a different air about her. something i can't place. something i never placed in eliza. that woman. if it is..." he couldn't hope.

"If it is we'll find out." Nathan and Josiah looked to Chris who had responded to their conversation. "Nathan take her back to the holding area." Nathan nodded.

"Wait," Josiah pleaded. "She wants to visit her brother. Can she do that?" Chris shock his head no.

"Now until the database comes back with their records. Keep them separated as they are." Chris gave stern glances to both of them. He turned and walked away.

L5

Nathan followed their prisoner back down to the cells. Her hands were cuffed. Opening the door to the cell hall. Ramiel pushed past him moving to her brothers cell. He shouted hey. Moving in his gun drawn and aimed at her. He watched as she seemed to sag against the bars. Her eyes glued to the fellows inside. Sam had frozen in his movement at the shout of hey. Seeing the man with the gun. Especially when it was aimed at her, he wanted to pounce. Sure she was an angel. But she was also their friend. The man lowered the weapon the second he had aimed it. Ram's eyes turned to Nathan, pleading.

"Come on darling, back to your cell." She looked down broken. Hands squeezing the bars. Desperate eyes turned on Nathan.

"Please, just let me see him. Let me make sure he is okay. Then I will go back to my cell. Please." Nathan looked form her pleading eyes to the watching camera. Closing his eyes. If they wanted to get an re-pour from her. Any true interaction.

"3 minutes." Her whole body seemed to smile. Nathan opened the door. Ramiel ran in kneeling down beside her brother. She ran her tethered hands over him. She gripped his hand. Leaning her head into his neck. Speaking soothing words into his ear. Sam looked to Nathan. Sam melded into the wall. Not wanted to interrupt, cause any trouble, cause for them to keep their appointment short.

"Thank you." Sam told Nathan. Nathan huffed, glancing at the camera. Sam had turned back to the pair. Nathan watched the young man watch them. He saw the affection he held for them. She had called the one brother and the other friends. What kind of friends? Looking to his watch then to the camera.

"Come on darling." She didn't move. She knew she had too. But Castiel was weak. She felt it. She wanted to stay her and help him. Wanted to prove he wasn't alone. Sam looked to Nathan. Holding his hands up he moved to Ram. He laid a hand on her shoulder. She looked to him. Her eyes worried.

"I'll stay with him." She looked down. "Ram, trust me." She nodded. She leaned into a semi hug from Sam. He leaned his head against hers, taking in her scent. Turning back she placed a small kiss on Cas' check and stood. She wobbled a little and made her way to her cell.

"Thank you." She said as he took off the manacles. "Thank you about both things. " Nathan nodded. He wanted to check the man over and her. But Chris gave instructions no one was suppose to do anything without his say so. He looked to Dean. Dean nodded in appreciation. Locking the door Nathan left. Dean approached Ram, slowly. Her whole body was shaking.

"Ramiel?" She opened her eyes and looked to him. She swooned. Dean caught her. "what the hell?" picking her up he laid her on her bed. Her eyes were half open. "Ram, what's wrong?" she knew she had to answer. Not to worry Sam. So Sam's worry didn't bleed into Castiel.

"The same as Castiel. I am stronger them him but still..." It was hard to form words. She had pushed herself to far to maintain balance. To appear normal.

"Still just as crapped out as Cas. why didn't you say anything?"

"Castiel."

"He's fine." She shacked her head slowly. "He's not fine."

"We are both weak. We needed to protect." Dean understood. He ran a hand soothingly through her hair.

"Get some rest." And she did.

L5

Team 7 of the ATF sat in the conference room. Chris was fuming at watching the footage of Nathan letting Ram in the cell. Now watching they saw Ram asleep with Dean soothing her. In the other cell Sam was watching Cas sleep a hand resting on Cas' back.

"I built re-pour. She may trust us more now." Nathan defended himself. Josiah nodded in approval at his action. JD sat glued to his laptop. For that was his expertise. Searching the database on any info on their new guest. The mustache man, Buck Wilmington, sat watching the screen. Seeing what the 3 men and one lady were in reality. Vin sat fuming. He watched as Dean changed positions. Moving to Ram's head letting it rest on his lap while he took out her hair. Laying each bobby pin on his opposite leg. Chris looked down at the table. He was fuming too. They had found their missing member but she had no recollection of them. The printer went crazy all of a sudden. The quietness of the room startled at the unexpected noise.

"Sorry," JD said as he grabbed the papers and handed them out. But he also put his screen on one of the washboard wall behind him. The team looked up. Their was a picture of each of their prisoners. Dean and Sam's took center stage.

"Dean and Sam Winchesters. Wanted by the FBI until their death a couple of years ago. Wanted for numerous counts of murder and bank robbery." Castiel's picture came up next. But not a prison line up photo. A photo of a him smiling at the camera with someone in his arms. But the person in his arms squared out.

"Jimmy Novak, missing person." Josiah looked at the picture of the man to his notes.

"She called him Castiel." JD's hands flew over the laptop. A page by Angel 365 popped up on the screen giving them information on the name. He moved it to a side window still up on the board behind him. Then the last picture popped up. Ramiel's face appeared. But it wasn't a police photo or a Target photo. This was a work profile photo. JD grunted. He needed to go on with the presentation but feared it.

"Eliza Standish, Deceased."

"Apparently not any more." Buck added happily. Vin was fuming. His hands drumming on table. He wanted her back more than anything. But the woman who they interrogated wasn't his Eliza.

"Who the hell is Ramiel?" he asked. The anger noticed in his voice. JD pulled up the name. He whistled. Vin laughed at the info. "An archangel, you gotta be kidding me." He looked around the room. Everyone didn't know what to make of the situation. Josiah looked over his notes. Over his observations. He looked to Nathan.

"Could she have been brainwashed?" everyone turned from Josiah to Nathan. Seeking hope. Ramiel the angel of hope.

"Possibly." Nathan didn't want to confirm anything. Josiah got excited.

"Then why is she so attached to these guys?" JD asked. Nathan ran a hand through his hair.

"Brainwashing is tricky. It doesn't always work on everyone. And we all know how well trained Eliza is. They probably needed something to use against her, leverage." Chris put the missing picture of Jimmy in the middle of the table.

"Her brother, Castiel." Nathan slide the picture in front of him.

"Possible." He felt the hope rising in the room. But there was so much more they weren't seeing. They saw Eliza coming back with open arms and arguments. "But she believe herself to be Ramiel. Castiel for all intense and purposes is her brother. And her friends could be the same way. They could be all used against each other. Not just one brainwashed victim here. You have 4, possibly."

"Or the brothers could have orchestrated it." Vin put out there. He didn't like any of it. His instinct wanted to grab Eliza and take her away from all this. Jog her memory his own way. Nathan shacked his head.

"I don't believe they could. Why would they attach themselves so much in the ploy?"

"It's an act." Vin's anger radiating in the room. Chris laid a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"If it's an act we'll figure it out."

L5

Dean sat there thinking of all the ways to get out of here. But how could he do it with two down angels. He wasn't leaving anyone behind. Now all he had worry about was the government, angels and demons.

"Terrific," he muttered to himself. Ramiel turned his face looking up at him.

"What is?"

"The situation." She began to sit up, with Dean's help. It had been a long night.

"I thought it was not terrific." Dean shock his head. She smiled.

"You're playing me."

"Sarcasm is hard to learn. But you are easy to read."

"Great," he thought out loud. "So your batteries recharged yet?" She tried to stand up, wobbly. Dean grabbed her hand to steady her. "Guess not."

"Not fully." She let go of his hand and moved toward the bars. "Tomorrow I should be able to."

"You sure?" She nodded, pushing her face against the bars to see to their brother's cell. "Ram, do you, I don't know, have any memory of this. From your vessel?"

"No." Sam appeared through the bars of his cell. "They are thinking I am brainwashed though, you guys too."

"At least some of your talents are coming back." Dean huffed. "God I'm hungry." Sam waved from his cell.

"Ram, you okay?"

"Getting there. Castiel?"

"Unconscious still but I believe improving. He's not shuddering anymore."

"Good." A noise made Sam turn. Cas' eyes were fluttering.

"Hold on." Sam moved away from the bars to Cas. "Cas?" Castiel's eyes opened. He grunted, shifting his position. "Easy." Sam helped him sit up slowly. He leaned heavily on Sam. "No sudden moves, ok." Cas grunted. His eyes though roamed the room. Question in his eyes he looked at Sam. Sam knew the question. "They are in a cell slightly down the hall. Ram's a little under the weather too." Cas' eyes widened at his sister's trouble. "She's getting better." Cas closed his eyes. The energy of sitting up left him drained. He wanted to lay back down but he also wanted to get out of here. He grunted again.

"We need to leave here."

"Tell us something we don't know." Dean said from down the hall.

When Cas woke. Dean came to the bars along side Ram. Ram tilted her head.

"Someone's coming." Dean looked to her.

"Angel? Demon?"

"Human." She responded as the doors opened. Nathan came in followed by a younger man, JD, and a man with long hair, Vin. Nathan stopped at the first cell looking in.

"Good to see you're awake." Cas just looked at him then rested his head on Sam and began to let the dark take him.

"Whoa, whoa." Sam cried as Cas began to tilt. Nathan quickly went to the door to get inside. He was the medic and he now had a patient. Vin tried to stop him but Nathan gave a glare as good as their leader gave. Vin stepped back and let his eyes wonder to Ramiel. JD had left the bags of food by the door to get a med kit for Nathan.

Sam took a defensive as the man came into the cell in a rush. He stood in front of Cas. Nathan tried to get to his friend and Sam wasn't letting him near. He pushed Nathan Against the wall.

"I'm trying to help." Vin came into the room and slammed a fist into Sam. Knocking him down, kneeling on him to keep him down. Nathan rushed over to Castiel. Maneuvering him on his back, Cas let out a groan.

Ram and Dean began to rattle on the bars. When the man with the hair ran into the cell and heard a pain filled grunt from Sam. Ram picked up a bobby pin and began to work on the door. Dean looked down at her. She had her eyes closed. But the door popped open. Dean ran through the door to his brothers cell. Tackling Vin right off Sam. Ram ran in the room and with some of her true force pushed Nathan off of Cas. he landed dazed right next to Vin. Ram leaned over Cas. she ran her hands along his face. Tilting her head to touch his. Her true self seeing if his true self was alright. They stayed oblivious as the outside battle continued. Dean and Sam stood side by side. Vin had regained his feet. Nathan lay unconscious where he connected with the wall.

JD came in followed by the rest of team 7. Sam and Dean made a defensive wall between their angels & their enemies. Chris stepped to the front. Vin joined him.

"What's going on here?" Vin began but Dean set his foot down.

"He attacked my brother. And your man there tried to get to Cas."

"You mean Jimmy." Chris tried to throw a wrench in the works. Dean looked at Sam. Sam looked like what? Which probably saved then in not letting show they recognized Castiel's vessel. "Jimmy Novak. That's his real name."

" As hers is Eliza Standish. " Vin pointed out.

"I don't know either one of those people. I know a Castiel and Ramiel Angel." Dean threw his wrench back. The team stopped still at something. A hand touched both of the brothers shoulders. Castiel was standing on Dean's left. Ramiel on Sam's right. They made a wall now to be dealt with. Dean looked to Cas. He was still wobbly, but he was up. "How are you doing?"

"I've been better."

"We need to leave here." Ramiel notified.

"Why? What's coming?" Sam looked to Ram. She looked recovered, enough. Looking to the team before them then her own.

"Where are our weapons?" she took a step forward in front of her group. Sam reached out for her. He noticed how the long haired man, Vin, had his hand ready to reach for her. Take her away from them. She stood in front of Chris. "we need them now."

"Give me one good reason." Hearing the challenge in his voice. She tilted her head in angel fashion. But her gaze held the power of her true form. Chris tilted his head down and stared into her deep forest. Then he saw it. Chris didn't turn to give the order.

"Buck get their weapons."

"Chris?"

"Do it." Buck hurried out of the room. Vin turned on Chris.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Chris grabbed Vin moving them away. Once in the hall.

"What's going on?"

"You're gonna give them their weapons then what? Let her go?"

"Yes," Chris answered simply. "She's not Eliza."

"Her prints say differently." Chris wanted to punch him. But he understood love loss. He lost his wife, Sara, and son, Adam, in a car bombing.

"Vin," Chris waited to have his attention. "She may have the body of Eliza. But there is no Eliza upstairs." His words weren't penetrating. "Vin," Vin turned on him.

"I don't want to hear it." He gruffed. entering back into the cell his eyes found his love. Might as well take her in until they escape. She was sitting on the bed. Her brother resting against her. JD began talking to them. He mostly was geeking out with Sam. Dean had grabbed the food bag and was eating. Sitting on the other side of the man his fiance protected. Ram closed her eyes letting her senses spread out. They had time but not much. Sam ate his sandwich quickly. Ram looked at hers but handed it to Dean. Dean accepted. Buck had returned with their weapons and other personal items.

Taking the bags, Dean handed Sam his bag. Next he handed Ram her bag. She accepted and began to go through it. She took out her blade and laid it on her lap. Vin watched as she put all her belongings on her person. What shocked him more was when she applied her lipgloss. She did her lips, then Cas', then proceeded to tuck the tube up her sleeve. A move Eliza use to make. She had done the same with Vin on many occasions. Then she took Cas' bag and proceeded to restock him of his belongings. Laying a blade identical to hers on his lap. Josiah had taken a position to kneel in front of her. They didn't speak. Josiah was trying to see what Chris saw that convinced him that this was not their lost lamb. What shocked everyone was when she stood like fluid and her brother followed. Their daggers in their hands ready. Dean and Sam followed suite.

The hallway leading to the holding center began to rattle with noise and commotion.

"Here they come." Dean said cooly.

"What is going on?"

"Whatever you think you believe. Throw that out the window." All of Team seven pulled their sidearm. "Aim to kill. Demons can still move with maiming shots."

"Demons?" Dean didn't have thee allotted time to go into the discussion of demons and all. Not even enough time to give a dummies version. The door exploded. The fighting began.

The fray began in earnest. Everyone holding their own. Once the first wave as over. The other wave was approaching quickly.

"We don't have time for this." Ram backed away from them into the cell. She was still tired and weak. Sam and Cas stood over her. Vin, Josiah, and Nathan watched her too. The others minded the door.

Taking her dagger she cleaned it on her jeans. Rolling up her sleeve she revealed skin to her blade. Vin tried to jump in and stop. Cas and Sam stood guard so others not interfere. The rest of the team watched

"What does she think she's doing?"

"Saving our asses." Vin looked to Dean as he entered. His eyes watching Ramiel as she drew a symbol on the ground. "what's that one due?" Looking up she smiled.

"You just have to wait and see." Cas knelt beside her.

"Get everyone behind her." Cas instructed. No one needed to be told twice. A few needed to be nudged. Ramiel looked to Castiel. nodding she was ready. Castiel put his arms around her to ground her and himself.

Noise and screams could be heard down the hallway. It seemed the whole ATF building had become possessed. Closing her eyes she waited. She didn't need them close. She wanted to catch them by surprise and get as many as she could get. People began to pour in. Laying her bloodied hands on the symbol she chanted.

"Faboan Gah Bahoa mad allar. Ofecvfa od ialprg. Bransg izizop gah-l." A wave of light seemed to erupt from the symbol and pour out like waves. The light waves hitting the possessed. The demon spirit pouring out and burning in the air.

L5

Sam watched as Vin placed Ramiel in the backseat of the impala besides Castiel. He could see the pain the man felt in releasing his hold on her. The whole city had been cleared of demons at least till tomorrow. The action though would drawl attention. Yet they are all alive to live another day. Vin stood up and turned face to face with Sam.

"You'll take care of her?"

"We all will." Vin nodded and scratched his head.

"An angel. She was always one to me." Sam smiled. Jesse was the same way to him. Now he had a true blue angel. Vin leaned back down, kissing Ramiel on the lips. "Good-bye Eliza. I will always love you my wife." Vin walked off. Sam watched him go. At last he finally got to say it. Got to announce what she was always in his heart. His other half. His wife. Sam took one final look at the angel's before he got in the car. Cas is falling asleep holding his sister against him. Sam looked to Dean. He came over with a file under his arm.

"What's that?" Sam asked.

"Freedom." They both got into the car. They needed a break.

L5: End

Magnificent 7 ATF verse crossover

Enochian:

Faboan: Poison

Spirit: Gah

Release/Cry aloud: Bahao

Your: Mad

Hold/Bind: Allar

Lift: Ofecvfa

and: Od

Burning flame: Ialprg

Guard: Bransg

Vessel: Izizop

Soul/Spirit: Gah-L