"You cannot send Dean back there." Jen voice rang sharply through the room as she appeared.
"It is already done."
She eyed the Angel in front of her. His emotionless stare was disconcerting to her, but she kept her expression cold and did not take her eyes away from his. She could see the humanity of the person inside the hard Angelic shell, but he was deep inside, unreachable.
"Castiel. Why do you insist upon doing things like that?" Jen's voice held steady against the anger inside of her.
"Ceibhfhionn, or should I say Jen, right? That's what you prefer to be called now? We have not spoken in a long time, nearly a thousand years."
"Yes, well, I've been busy helping people. What have you been up to?"
"I do my duties."
"Including putting the one person you believe can save the world through emotional trauma on a fruitless information gathering mission?" Jen had stopped playing nice and her stare was now ice cold and her eyes were lasers directed into Castiel's.
Castiel looked away from Jen. She wasn't sure why. "Dean can handle himself."
Jen sigh and crossed her arms. "Sure, right away he can handle it, but afterwards you are gone and I am left with the fall out. Things are difficult enough right now, I don't need an extra complication."
"They felt that this was the best way to find out the information we need to understand what's happening."
"They? They felt that way? Who's they this time, Raphael? Uriel? Zachariah? I never liked him."
"It does not matter who gave me the order. It is God's Will."
Jen paused for a moment, eyeing the Angel in front of her, not understanding his blind obedience to forces that he has never even seen.
"It's always God's Will, isn't it? Have you asked God? Is it truly his will?" Jen smirked at the Angel, knowing he would have trouble with this line of questioning. He shifted uncomfortably.
"Questioning His Will is blashphemy."
"That's not my problem. I completely disagree with your, or His, methods. Unlike you, I prefer less dramatic and more honest and sincere ways of interacting with humans." Jen replied smugly.
Castiel straightened and looked right at Jen. "Your ways don't work. Both Dean and John ended up in Hell, and Dean broke the first seal. And Sam, well, you barely even seem to talk to him anymore. Not that Sam matters to us. He is allowed to live because Dean would never comply otherwise."
The rage that Jen had been holding back successfully flared at Castiel's last statement. She took a step forward and pointed her finger in Castiel's face.
"You don't even understand Sam's importance, do you? That is going to bite you all in the ass someday."
Castiel didn't back away from Jen. "Did you know Sam is with Ruby right now using his abilities? I think it's you who doesn't understand that Sam is a liability."
Jen stared down Castiel for another moment then turned around and strode a few steps away before sharply turning back.
"I don't have time for this. I have a job to do, which you have just made infinitely more difficult. Just try not to do anything stupid, okay?"
"God's Will is never stupid."
Jen smiled once more at Castiel. "Right. That's why humans have tailbones." Then Jen vanished. She wished she could tell Sam and Dean about conversations like this, but she knew she couldn't. They would have to learn about Angels for themselves. She just hoped they would work it She couldn't take much more blind obedience right now.
For the moment, Jen remained nearby but unseen and still. Dean would be back soon, and then she would be very busy.