Addy's POV

Emma stayed quiet as we walked.

"What's up with you? Normally you never shut up?" I questioned.

"Not much for me to say." She responded.

"You always have something to say."

She sighed, "I'm afraid, I guess. I don't know."

"They won't go after you as long as I'm here."

"No, I'm not afraid of the demons. I'm afraid for you."

I stopped dead and looked at her. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Never mind. Forget it." She she shook her head and continued to walk. I sped up and cut off her path.

"No, tell me." I growled.

"I don't know how to word it. I just wish I could fix things for you."

"No one can fix it." I muttered, turning away.

"No, you're just afraid to try!" She shouted.

I looked at her with fiery eyes."I have tried. A lot. I couldn't find anything, I couldn't fix anything. I can't do a god dammed thing!"

"You never told me that…"

"I don't like talking about it, I failed. I'm…ashamed."

"You made a mistake. You're human. It happens."

I sighed and started walking again. "People in that position have no room for mistakes."

Em stayed quiet until we walked into the house. Theresa and her boyfriend, Casey, were waiting for me.

"Oh fabulous…" I muttered.

"So, you met up with the Winchester's?" Theresa asked.

"No, I tackled Dean Winchester to the ground." I smiled sarcastically at her. She wasn't amused.

"Why are they here?"

"They were passing through and saw the Cat's house."

"And how did they find you?" She pressed.

"They saw us walking… And followed us."

"So you went and talked with them? They're dangerous!"

"What makes you think that?"

"They're hunters. They're all dangerous."

"Gee, thanks. That's nice. You realize you're calling me dangerous too?"

"You don't hunt anymore!" She screamed.

"Yeah, I do! I've killed demons in this town. Em even helped me."

Her jaw dropped in disbelief as she turned to her daughter.

"They jumped us! I swear!" Em managed.

"She barely did anything. Let it go. She needs to know how anyway." I sighed and scratched my head.

"I don't want her to be a target and I don't want to lose you either! You're not thinking about your safety. You ran into a burning house last night! You're not stable."

"Oh fuck off. You're not my mother." I spat at her. "Who cares what happens to me?"

She staggered back a bit, mouth agape. Casey put his arm around her and stared at me, flabbergasted. "We all care about you. You're out of control and a hazard to everyone and yourself."

I heaved a sigh and stomped to my room, throwing some clothes and booze in a bag. Then I went for the front door.

"Bye. I'm done." I saluted them as I walked out to the door and got into my car.

"Ugh! Fuck!" I screamed, smashing my hand against the wheel. I could feel hot tears forming in my eyes. I inhaled sharply, hoping it would stop them. It didn't. So I drove around for a few hours, drinking and just pondering my stupidity before finally pulling into the motel's parking lot.

Sam's POV

There was a light knocking on the door; I peeked out to see Addison standing there. I opened the door and assessed her state. She had her arms wrapped around herself and she looked obviously distressed. With a weak smile, she looked up at me and breathed a quick hello.

I led her inside quickly, by then I could smell the alcohol on her. "Have- Have you been drinking?"

"Yeah. Not exactly my best idea." She sighed heavily. She looked up at Dean, who had just emerged from taking a shower. She said hello to him as well. He went to look through papers.

"You should sit down. What's wrong?" I questioned as she sat in a chair and she put down a bag. I sat in front of her.

"I… got into an unpleasant fight with Emma's mom. I'm sleeping in my car tonight because I don't feel like dealing with the massive shit I just stirred up."

"No you're not. You're going to stay here with us." Dean said suddenly.

"I can take care of myself…" She said slowly, struggling with her words slightly.

"You're drunk and you're a young girl, you're a target for any idiot out there. Plus you said demons were out there after you. So no, you're not going to be alone." Dean walked over and beside her.

"I'm not drunk." She argued. "A little tipsy, maybe. I've just got a lot on my mind right now."

"What was the fight about?" I asked her softly.

"Basically, she was questioning my mental stability and my motives. I pretty much was like fuck off, you aren't my mother. Which just led to more shit and I just…" She groaned.

"Why is she questioning your mental stability?" Dean asked her.

She froze for a second, contemplating what to say next. "Well, let's see. I drink like a fish. Last night I ran into a burning building to save someone I already knew was gone. And…" She sighed. "It's just a long story really." She pulled a half empty bottle out of her bag and took a big gulp.

"Is- is that straight vodka?" Dead raised his eyebrows. She nodded.

"How much do you drink?" I inquired.

"I can go through a few bottles a week. It kinda takes a lot to really get me drunk." She grinned a little, lost in thought. She shakily stood up and walked to the window. She peered out into the budding darkness. Dean walked up to her and carefully put his arm around her shoulders. She flinched at the contact, and then relaxed.

"Nothing can get you here." He told her.

"It's not me I'm worried about."

"I'll go… Make a call. See if we can get someone to watch Emma's house, okay?" He pushed a bit of her hair behind her ear.

"I would be grateful if you did that." She whispered.

"Go lay down. I'm gonna go outside and make that call."

She nodded and looked to me. I stood up to help her as Dean went outside.

"I can walk Sam." She smiled up at me.

"If you say so…You can, uh, lay in my bed."

She raised her eyebrows. "If you insist." She slipped off her shoes and sat down. I sat on Dean's bed in front of her.

"What's really wrong?" I looked at her bright turquoise eyes. She stared at me for a moment.

"I'm just in over my head." She whispered. I got up and moved closer to her.

"How so?" I questioned quietly.

She gently put her head on my shoulder. "I really can't say. Hell, if I tried it wouldn't come out right." I heard her inhale sharply. I moved a little to look at her. She was crying a little.

"Shh, shh." I pulled her in closely. "Don't cry."

She stiffened at the contact, and then allowed herself to lean in a little. She slowly pulled away and wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry. I'm normally in control."

"It happens. Don't apologize."

I heard the door open and the first thing I hear is Cas, quite shocked calling Addison's name across the room.

"Huh, you know her, Cas?" Dean asked, equally shocked.

"Cas..? Castiel?" She stood up quickly and nearly fell. I had her sit back down.

"You guys know each other?" Dean asked again.

Castiel and Addison's eyes were locked on each other.

"Yeah, I've known him a few years." She said, not letting her eyes stray.

"How?" Dean asked confused.

At that point she got nervous and broke the gaze. She stared at the ground.

"Addy are you alright?" Cas asked her. She nodded. "Are you… intoxicated?" She nodded again.

"Is anyone going to tell us how the hell you know each other?" Dean asked, a little more harshly than necessary.

"Dude, just shut up for a minute." I told him.

"How did you end up here?" Cas asked us.

"We were driving though. Saw something, and asked questions. All roads led to Addison for answers." Dean answered.

"I see." He walked closer to Addison. "Did something happen?"

"My stupidity followed me. What else is new, Cassie?"

"You are not stupid. There is a plan for all of us."

"I talked to your brothers not too long ago." She told him. This shocked the angel.

"Who did you speak to?"

"Gabe and Balthazar mostly. I spoke to Mikey a couple times and I heard from Luci's minions as well…"

I felt my jaw drop. Dean looked at me in shock.

"Now hold the hell up. You can… Speak to angels? Are you magic or something?"

"Something, yes." Castiel answered. "She is an angel."

"Was, Cassie. I was an angel. Hardly." She reminded him lightly.

"How did…Wait, Gabe, Mikey, Luci? The fact that you refer to Lucifer as that is a little concerning. How well do you know them?" Dean pushed harder for answers.

Addison sighed. "I am rather close to Gabriel, though I have never met him. Balthazar was my closest friend besides Castiel. Michael was nice to me. So were a lot of others. But Lucifer… I have never actually met, obviously." She smiled grimly.

I turned to her, eyes wide. "Wow."

"Not what you expected is it?"

"No, not at all"

"Why are the demons after you?" Dean asked her.

"Lucifer's followers seem to want Addison as his…Bride." Castiel slightly growled.

"How does he know who you are?" I asked her.

"The king of Hell will find out about a fallen angel every single time." She said in a small voice.

"Why did you fall?" Dean asked her.

"It's not important." She muttered.

"How do you talk to them…?" I asked her.

"Well, somehow I can manage to hear it. They tune into my head I guess. No one else around me can hear them."

"When was the last time you heard anything?"

"A few weeks ago. Balthy checked in on me. Probably making sure I hadn't gone batshit crazy or something… Yet, I hear angels and hunt monsters, so I guess I am."

Dean looked at Cas. "I can't tell if she's drunk or just nuts." He muttered.

"She's always been… different. And yes, she is rather intoxicated." Cas almost… smiled as he said it.

Addison got very serious all of a sudden. "I'm…I'm sorry I let you down Cassie."

Cas looked at her, studied her. "Sometimes things happen. Mistakes can be made."

She bowed her head a little. I spoke up, "What I think Cas means is you didn't let him down."

"Yeah. That's bullshit though."

"It's not. I feel maybe we put too much faith in you. Besides, you had to fall from grace somehow." Cas said quietly.

"Yeah, and I lost my family and my pretty little wings too. Not to mention, our Heavenly Father probably hates me as well."

"I don't think he could. You're a very enjoyable person." He continued. "He knows what was chosen. You are one of his children. He loves you as he still does Lucifer."

She nodded slightly. Castiel continued to try to read her. Dean watched as well. Addison looked up at Cas.

"Have you been sleeping since you returned?" He questioned.

"Yes and no. I'm up for days at a time sometimes. However I do eventually crash and sleep. Or really, I pass out drunk most times."

"Have you noticed anything odd?"

"Aside from hearing your brothers in my head and my messed up sleep. No."

"Hm. Alright. Dean said you wanted someone to look after Emma's family?"

She nodded. "I would feel safer. Emma knows what to do... But she's never really been in much combat. She helped me dispatch a couple of demons once or twice. That's all."

"If you give me a moment, I can see if someone is available to keep watch." He kept his eyes glued on hers.

"Thank you Castiel." She whispered.

He poofed away and returned a few seconds later. "Ezra will be there shortly. I need to return, but if you need me…You know how to get a hold of me."

"Thank you…Bye Cassie." She smiled slightly.

"Bye Cas." Dean and I said in unison and he was gone.

"Damn, I miss that." Addison sighed.

"What was it like?" Dean asked.

She smiled. "It was… Amazing. I was powerful. I saved people. It could take me a second to travel hundreds of miles. The views I could see… Flying was amazing."
"I'm sure it was one of the best things in existence." I told her.

"It was." She rubbed her eyes.

"Are you tired?" I asked.

She yawned a little. "I guess so. I slept 13 hours last night. But…I'm a little messed up."

"Go ahead and lay down. Do you need anything?" I asked.

"No, I'm okay." She shakily stood up "Where will I be sleeping?"

"You can share my bed if you want. Dean's kind of a restless sleeper sometimes. That is if you're comfortable with it."

"That's fine with me."

I pulled back the blankets for her and she slipped into the bed. Before she laid her head down she looked up at us.

"Thank you."

"No need to thank us. Just go to sleep sweetheart." Dean said quietly, a little smile on his face.

"Sweet dreams Addison." I told her.

"Goodnight Sam. Night Dean." She put her head down slowly.

Dean and I sat at the table. He looked at me. "Should we see what happened?"

I thought for a moment. "Yeah, get Cas to poof down here for a few minutes."

Before Dean could even say anything the angel appeared.

"Sometimes I hate it when you do that Cas." Dean ran his fingers through his hair. I laughed to myself a little. He shot me a glare and I rolled my eyes.

"Do you know anything?" I asked Cas.

"About Catalina and Emma's houses? There was evidence of demons. I scoured the town and found none. They must have moved out. Addison and Emma and her family are safe."

"Still. I kinda feel like hunting the bastards down." Dean grumbled.

"That could pose as a difficult task." Cas reminded him. "There's a large amount of demons out there. We aren't exactly sure where the ones who did this are."

"We'll kill any we come across. As always." He decided.

"I don't know if it's in your place to avenge for her…" I cut in.

"Fine, we'll take her with us."

Cas and I both looked at him confused.

"What? Is that an issue? Anyone object? Sammy? Cassie…?" He started to laugh.

"Only Addy is allowed to call me that." The angel looked unamused.

"Gabe and Balthazar do too." Addison grumbled sleepily as she sat up slightly and laughed.

"Yes, well, they do it strictly to annoy me." He looked at her, a protective look on his face.

"I do it out of love." She smiled again before laying down again. I could have sworn the angel almost smiled again. I think even Dean noticed it. He shook it off quickly though.

"Are you interested in a road trip?" He asked her.

She sat up again, rubbing her eyes. "Always. I need out of this place."

"Great." Dean smiled.

"Go to sleep Addy." Castiel said with a sigh.

"Don't worry Cassie. We'll watch out for her."

"It's not her I'm worried about. It's whatever gets in her way."

"Dean said he likes feisty… He's in for a surprise." She warned.

"He may be in over his head."

And of course, he was gone before we could say goodbye.

"I fucking hate that." Dean groaned.

"The practically teleportation shit? It's fun." Addison mused.

"Are you even tired?" He asked her.

"Yes. It doesn't mean I go to sleep right away."

"What helps you sleep?" I smiled at her.

"Music. My iPod is in my car. I'm gonna go get it." She got up and started for the door.

"Wait, you drove here…while drinking?" Dean asked unamused.

"Never claimed I always used common sense, did I, sweetheart?" She tossed back.

Dean looked stunned for a moment. "Fair." He nodded.

"Do you want any help?" I asked.

She pursed her lips for a moment. "Yes, actually. Just in case."

"I'll go with you." I offered.

"Lead the way?" She suggested.

I walked her outside. Dean watched from the doorway. She got into her car quickly and shut the door. "Got it." She smiled.

We hurried back inside. Dean was on her phone. "No, no, Mrs. Thompson, she's fine. She's with us." He paused. "Yeah, here she is." He handed her the phone.

"What?" She growled. "I'm fine. I'm not in the mood to talk. Bye." She hung up and turned it off. She cracked her knuckles. "I'm…gonna sleep before I break something." She laid back down.

Dean and I did a little research here and there. About an hour later, I got in the shower and tried to clear my head. Once I got out, Dean was asleep and it seemed Addison was as well. The room was dark. I pulled on some boxers and a shirt before carefully laying down on the other side of the bed.

The funny thing was, Addison actually almost looked like how most people portrayed angels. Pale skin, long blonde curls and delicate angelic features. It was hard to believe she was a hunter. Hell, it was hard to believe she was real.

I was up before Dean, as usual. I slowly got out of the bed; Addison stirred slightly before waking up.

"Good morning." She yawned. Her hair almost resembled a lion's mane.

"Did I wake you up?" I managed a quiet laugh.

"I was in hibernation like state. So not exactly." She lightly scratched her head.

I smiled at her. "You hungry?"

"I could eat." She grinned as she got up to stretch. "Are you, possibly, checking me out Mr. Winchester?" She grinned more.

I hadn't even noticed I was staring. "Uh, I… Spaced out."

"Ah, very well then." She nodded and smiled again. "I'm gonna run out and get a change of clothes."

"Need an escort?"

"I should be fine." She grinned as she turned and walked away, exaggerating the sway of her hips. This time, I knew I was starting and so did she. I figured that I had enough time to mostly change before she reentered the room. I quickly pulled on new boxers and pants and was in the middle of pulling on a shirt when Addison walked back in. She raised her eyebrows and grinned at me.

"What?" I laughed

"Oh, nothing." She laughed a little as well as she wandered in to the bathroom and called over her shoulder "I'm gonna change."

She emerged a few minutes later in a bright blue shirt that nearly matched her eyes. She was attempting to smooth her hair as she took a seat near me. "Should we wake Dean up?"

"At 7:30 in the morning? You might as well wake a sleeping bear." I joked.

"He's not nearly that scary." She laughed.