Hey so this one is a little bit longer than my usual chapters, but not too much. And I just want to say I'm having suck a GREAT time writing this! I feel like I know secrets you don't because of how happy I am about what is to come. Secrets are power...

Thanks,

Robyn

The sun leaked through my eyelids and I let out a groan remembering where I was and not wanting to open my eyes. Sure I was sleeping in an abandoned minivan, but that was still better than waking up and facing my waste of a life.

"So, I was gonna ask if you were going to eat those bars or what?"

I whipped around in my seat to see a dirty faced, dark haired teenager. Eyeliner was smudged around her pale blue eyes and she was peering past me into my bag.

"Who are you?" I demanded while trying to subtly survey the van.

She seemed a little surprised at my abruptness and leaned back slightly.

"Hey man, I was shacking in here when you decided to join the party. Didn't someone ever tell you to not sleep in the front seat anyway?" She explained kind of offended.

'I'm sorry- I didn't." I finally gave up and said "I'm sorry."

She looked up and raised her left eyebrow "Soo… can I?"

"What?" I exclaimed.

"The protein bar." She intoned pointing at the plastic bag in my lap.

"Yeah-Yeah here." I stammered as I tossed the bag next to her.

She dove for the bag and tore into the seal of one of the bars. It was then that I noticed how hollow her cheekbones were and the way her collarbones stuck out from under her torn grey shirt. She had a small tattoo of a lightning bolt on the side of her hand and a tiny white scar next to her right eye that moved every time she blinked. At a time when I should have been worrying about demons and everything else under the sun, I wasn't worried about her. For some odd reason, around this girl I felt... Okay.

She finished the last bite and smiled up at me only to quickly glance down at the wrapper in her hands and back again. She had a meek look on her face before continuing to lick the wrapper with real perseverance. I wondered how long it must have been since her last meal."

"So, uh, do you stay here often?" I asked trying to break the ice.

She finished with the wrapper, crumpled it up and threw it on the floor.

"What kind of a question is that?" She lifted an eyebrow and a smiled played on her lips "I guess this is one of my favorite crashes, but the rats really do blow."

"Rats?" I questioned disgusted.

"Yeah. How did you not hear them last night? This placed is packed." She moved her hands around to show she meant to yard and not the van.

"I'm sorry," she apologized shaking her head " I never introduced myself," she stuck out her hand "I'm Ruth."

"Ruth." I said taking her hand. After a moment or two she scrunched her eyebrows together.

"And you are...?" She trailed off.

"Oh, um, I'm-"

"I'm not some serial killer you know," she said " but I've gotta tell you, I've had my fair share of don't have to worry about me, trust me."

I tilted my head a little.

"Right. I guess that's something a weirdo would say."

I chuckled "I'm not worried about you. I'm Cora."

She lazily smiled "You're new aren't you Cora?"

"Is it that obvious?" I asked cringing.

Ruth threw her head back and released animalistic laughter "Yeah," she answered pretending to wipe a tear from her eye "Your clothes are clean, you slept in the front seat, and you didn't know I was back here. Yeah I'd say it was damn near impossible not to notice. Screw the world though, all the stuff doesn't make much difference if you ask me."

"How old are you Ruth?" I inquired.

She was cleaning under her black painted finger nails "15."

I left a moment of silence "Why are you out here?"

"Why are any of us here?" She looked up from her nails "It's better than where we were before."

*Dean*

"God's presence?" Sam asked dumbfounded. I'd called him as soon as I could.

"Yes. There has been a certain type of energy burst that gained the angel's attention. I do have to admit, it does seem very... Godly for lack of a better term." Cas was staring at the pages of a book he took off the wall.

"What's the big deal?" I asked "I mean if God is coming back, can't he just... Come back?"

Cas looked up with annoyance "If it were that easy do you think we would be having this conversation?"

He turned the page and continued reading again. Sam and I looked at one another and I shrugged.

"So, uh, Cas" Sam pried " Why do the angels need to open heaven for God?"

"God has been gone for... So long." Cas began "He could not just return without help. It is hard to reach heaven and it has changed since God last saw it."

"But, he's God." I said like they had forgotten.

"Yeah thanks captain obvious." Sam turned toward me.

I shrugged "Hey, it's a valid point I just tho-"

"Yes God is great," Cas stated "He still has struggles like the rest of us though."

"So what's the deal with the gates being open?" Sam inquired while eyeing the book Castiel was reading.

"You can't just leave the gates of heaven open, Sam." Cas looked up to intensely eye Sam.

"Wait, what time is it?" I asked while turning to look at a clock.

The clock over the kitchen doorway said 10:00am. Sam had drove all night and arrived around around 6:00. "Why isn't Corra back?"

"Dean, she did run out of a hospital into the unknown." Cas stated plainly.

"Yes," I said frustrated "But she should be back by now!"

I picked up my coat from the back of a chair and was rummaging through my pocket until I felt the cool metal of my keys. I was walking towards the door when Sam stopped me.

"Dean, you don't even know where she is." He said looking down at me.

"All the more reason to look for her." I tried to slide past him but he stood still.

"She could be anywhere within a few hundred miles, that won't do anything. She'll come back when she's ready." He tried to reason.

"If she's anything like me, she never will." With that I pushed past past him and walked up the stairs to the front door.

Waiting for me outside was Cas leaning up against the Impala.

"God can wait until I have her back." I said without faltering in my route to the driver's seat.

"I wish to help you."

Now that caught my attention. I turned to look at him with a quizzical look.

"I care about Cora's wellbeing. If something were to happen to her..." He trailed off.

I looked away at the ground; I couldn't dare to think about Cora in any kind of trouble. She was all I had left in this world was wholly good. Sure she had a feisty attitude, but she was truly good. She was such a nice person that I knew she would never forgive herself for hurting that girl, and that was all the more reason to find her. Guilty people do rash things. I opened the door and looked at Cas' determined face.

"Well we better get going then."

Now do you understand my happiness? I hope you have some inferences about what's to come, but a good story teller never skips ahead! Alright I'll stop wasting yoiur time now.