A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's, so please don't sue me…Again thank you everyone out there for all of the reading and supportive comments!!

Sorry about the delay as yesterday was a bear to say the least!

"Well darlin are you going to tap me on the chin like you did last time or perhaps something a bit harder?"

Brooklyn narrowed her eyes allowing the source within fill her soul. The demon's sneer no longer plastered on his face as the hunter's eyes started to glow a rich blue green hues.

"What the Hell's going on?" The demon whispered, "This isn't supposed to happen!"

"Oh but it is," Brooklyn flashed a dangerous smile.

Castiel watched as Gabe continued touching Brooklyn's arm as if the sensation of his tiny fingers brushing against her would revive her.

"Daddy, Mommy no wake up."

"No Mommy's still sleeping," the angel said sadly as he ran his fingers through his son's thick dark hair. Castiel felt his arms encircle his little angel tighter refusing to let him go.

"Mommy," Gabe suddenly lifted his head up and craned his neck towards the doorway. Castiel and Dean both stared at the empty entrance.

"Mommy," Rowan started alongside her brother. Her eyes brightened and remain trained on the door.

"Cas, what's going on? What are they seeing?"

"I don't know Dean," the angel rose and cautiously approached the door. Gabriel held his grandson tight as Castiel stepped out in the doorway. The second the angel made it out in the corridor, the unseen wave struck Castiel.

Brooklyn continued hurling blow after blow against Azazel letting her anger guide the way. Yellow Eyes attempted to block her punches and kicks but her fists and feet sidestepped his feeble attempts. His head snapped back breaking his host's neck as her heel struck the bottom of his chin. Her body radiated with a soft blue glow which frightened Azazel for the first time since he had Fallen.

The demon stood and wiped away the blood from his mouth and nose as he realized what was happening.

"Well why didn't I see this before? You've tapped into your angel mojo darlin," his eyes burned a sulfuric yellow at the revelation.

Brooklyn remained tight lipped but closed in on the demon ready to take aim only this time to ship him back to Hell. Her lips moved with silent fluidity as the exorcism incantation flowed with flawless certainty. Azazel cried out at the painful pulling that started deep within his belly then latched into the rest of his being like the talons of a raptor.

"No! You're not getting rid of me that easily!" Azazel shouted through the blinding pain.

Brooklyn continued chanting in Enochian tongues unaware that Azazel was slowly regaining control over his host. He laughed like a hyena as he broke against the tight wall the invocation had wrapped around him. Brooklyn was violently hurled back and landed against the cold tile floor with a loud smack. She sat up to see Azazel casually wiping off the sleeves of his jacket. A hint of arrogance swirled around the demon as he smirked at the hunter.

"I told you darlin you weren't getting rid of me that easily," Azazel pulled back the jacket sleeve exposing the brand on his host's wrist.

"This time I came prepared after that last little banishing act you pulled," he grabbed Brooklyn by the neck and lifted her up off the floor. Her toes brushed the slick floor as she tried prying the death like grip Azazel held on her throat. Movement behind the demon caught her attention and it was then she saw her angel.

"Cas!" She choked her angel's name.

The scream caused him to wince in pain as it played in a continuous loop over and over in his mind. He looked up seeing the faint outlines of two shadowy figures in the hallway. He didn't have to second guess the identity of the shadow that was kicking and struggling.

"Brook," Dean rushed out with Rowan in his arms.

"Cas, what is it!? You called out for Brooklyn."

Rowan narrowed her eyes as she could see the two figures as solid as the staff and doctors around them. She struggled and squirmed in her father's arms as her face became beet red.

"Mama! Weave my mommy awone!" She cried out.

Azazel dropped Brooklyn and spun around to see the bright aura swirling around Rowan.

"You little angelic brat!" The demon lifted a hand ready to destroy the daughter of Dean Winchester.

"You leave my daughter alone!" Brooklyn stood up behind Azazel and clasped her hand squarely on his shoulder. The flap of wings sent chills down his spine and made the blood running through his veins as cold as ice. Her eyes burned like two icy green blue flames and burned into the back of the demon's head.

"Since I can't exorcise your sorry ass, I'll just have to ship your sorry ass far far away," Brooklyn started reciting the invocation once again and this time Azazel was banished in a bright flash of light.

The blinding pain vanished from the angel's body as Rowan instantly calmed back down. Castiel turned around seeing Rowan looking back at him.

"Daddy Cas," Castiel opened his arms and collected his little star.

Brooklyn watched as her angel comforted her daughter as Dean wrapped his arms around them both. She wanted to reach out and tell them everything would be alright, that she was right there with them.

"Mommy," Rowan whispered before falling asleep.

Brooklyn swallowed hard and battled back her tears.

"I'm right here baby, I'm right here," she whispered back.

"I wish you could see me. I miss you Gabe and your daddies so much."

Sam and Brady hurried down the hallway with a paper bag tucked neatly under Sam's arm. He had gotten an idea after the glass being smashed on its own. They saw Dean Cas with Rowan standing out in the hallway when they reached the room.

"Dean Cas we have an idea."

Sam pulled out the Ouija board and placed on the floor. Castiel peered at the item hesitant to use it.

"Sam are you sure this is wise?"

"Well after the strange things going on I would say it's Brook trying to get out attention."

Rowan and Gabe looked down at the item with piqued curiosity. Gabe held the pointer in his hands as Rowan looked at the letters and numbers on the board.

"I would say Rowan and Gabe are all for this, Cas," Brady pointed out.

Dean wasn't all for the idea either.

"A Ouija board? Sam are you out of your damn mind?!"

Brooklyn was standing behind Dean wishing she could smack him upside his head.

"Dean Jonathan Winchester! If I could touch you I would bitch slap you!"

Dean felt a slight chill and shook it off as nerves. He took a deep breath and exhaled loudly and took a seat in front of the board.

"Fine, I'll play along," he placed his fingers lightly on the pointer.

Brooklyn sat down opposite the hunter and placed her fingers on the pointer.

"Brook are you here?" Castiel looked around. Brooklyn pushed the pointer and was stunned when she was able to move it to yes.

"Uh Cas," the angel looked down as the pointer continued moving spelling out a word.

R-E-A-P-E-R

"A reaper's here. Brook is it after you?" Sam asked. Again the pointed shifted to yes.

Dean felt his heart pounding as he knew what a reaper meant. He couldn't let her die, there had to be a way to bring her soul back to her body.

The jerky movements of the pointer snapped him back as Castiel spelled out the word.

"A-Z-A-Z-E-L."

"Shit, Azazel's here too?"

Brooklyn pushed the pointer to yes. Finally she was able to reach out to her angel and hunter.

Sam was frantically flipping through John's journal, knowing he had seen something about reapers. The hunter continued scanning each entry until he found the entry titled reapers.

"Dean, look," Dean read up on reapers as Brooklyn peered over her shoulder.

"Reapers can take on any form they wish as they can alter human perception," Dean read aloud. Brooklyn stopped following along as she thought of something and darted out the room.

She reached Caleb's room and found him standing there against an empty bed. His hospital attire gone, replaced by a black short sleeved shirt that accentuated his upper body and dark denim jeans. His chestnut eyes were casting a softer more sympathetic expression as he watched her enter the room.

"Hello Brooklyn," he greeted her softly.

"Why didn't I figure it out sooner? Reapers can take on any form they want, even that of a man. How did you do it?"

"I can make humans see what I wish them to, in this case was of myself appearing to be a patient. It was the only way I could get you to talk to me."

"So you decided to do a Vulcan Mind Meld on me?"

"Well you weren't exactly receptive to my true form now where you?"

"Well you certainly can't blame me now can you?"

Caleb saw the accusatory stare knowing Brooklyn was growing angry with him.

"Brooklyn, Death is nothing to fear. Please, you must understand that your time has come for you to move on."

"NO! No I am not leaving my family!"

Brooklyn backed away from the reaper and retreated back to her room. There was no way she was going to cross over! She wasn't going to let her babies grow up without their mother or watch Cas and Dean attempt to pick up and move on without her. Her father was not going to lose his only daughter! She was going to find a way back.

"Okay so we know Azazel and a reaper are stalking Brook but Dad's journal doesn't say how to place a soul back in their body."

Brooklyn raced back in her room and honed in her emotions and channeled them to slam the door shut. At once everyone froze and Dean spoke up to break the silence.

"I think Brook's back."

I know they finally made contact!!! Next update soon!!!