Author's Note: Hello everybody! I feel like I say the same thing in each intro, so you know what? Here. Have a chapter. (Also thanks to Happygoddess2003 for her recent comment and support! Also thanks for reading J ) P.S. We are back to Arrie's perspective.

I felt like a weight had lifted from my chest. It had been so long since the incident happened, and I hadn't been able to talk about it to anybody. I mean sure I had Nerin, but there was no way I could tell him about Liam's wife. I want to protect him from the evils of this world as long as I can.

"Dean and Cas are going to give Jack a proper hunter's burial while we go look for Nerin." Sam informed me from the front passenger's seat.

Dean shot him a concerned glance and interjected, "No, I don't think so. I think you and I should bury Jack, I mean he saved our lives back in Ohio. You should be the one helping me. Not Cas."

Sam gave him a look that said I am an adult and can make my own decisions. "You really think it's a good idea to send her with Cas. He did just try to kill her."

"We would have done the same thing if we found Cas in that condition with her in the room."

"Um… excuse me. Her is back here and her has a name." I said with as much sarcasm as I could muster. "Don't I get a say in who goes with me?"

"No." They both said in unison and I threw up my hands in exasperation.

"Sammy, can I talk to you privately for a minute?" Dean asked through gritted teeth, signaling with his head that they should exit the car.

Sam stared at him for a little while, defiance etched in the frown lines of his face. "No."

"Okay fine. We will do this here then." Dean drew in a breath through his flaring nostrils, "What's gotten into you man? I don't know what she did to make you go all googly eyes on her, but there is something wrong here. Ever since we met Arrie, you have been acting strange and I don't trust you spending more alone time with her."

"Oh, so that's what this is about?" Sam scoffed, "You don't trust me."

"That's what you got out of what I said?" Dean yelled, "I am trying to protect you."

"I don't need your protection, Dean. I am not a little five-year-old anymore. I can make my own decisions."

"Hey, hey, hey!" I interjected, "Let's all take a deep breath. I can see you both obviously have some issues you need to work through, but now is NOT the time. My brother is lost out there with a psychopath hunter on the loose and I am going to go look for him regardless which of the three stooges comes with me." As I finished I got out of the Impala, which prompted them both to get out as well.

Sam and Dean were both still making death glares at one another, so I started to walk down the alleyway back where we came from.

"Hey, not so fast." Dean bellowed at me, so I turned around.

"Well, I'm not waiting any longer. So, who is coming with me?"

Sam spoke up, "Send Cas with her. You were right. I should be the one to help you with Jack. I owe it to him." He seemed deflated with his shoulders hunched, and I felt sympathy for him. It was never easy to admit that you are wrong about something, especially to admit it to a sibling.

Dean gave a cocky grin, but refrained from commenting.

"Okay, so where is your angel anyways?"

"He with the body, it's just a few miles out. I'll take you there and then we will part ways."

We all got back into the Impala, and Dean drove us the rest of the way to the crime scene. I had a bad feeling about it all. I was not looking forward to seeing Jack's dead body. I was afraid that it would bring back unwanted memories of all that had happened in Maine. I was also really not looking forward to spending time with the angel. He didn't seem to like me, and I wasn't particularly fond of him either. I just hoped that Nerin was safe wherever he was at and that he wasn't in the hands of Liam.

Dean explained to me that he had been shot down in an alleyway behind an abandoned liquor store just three blocks from and Evangelical church they had searched through looking for Nerin. By Cas's estimation he had been dead a few days, and was shot once in the head, execution style. When we pulled up to the liquor store, Cas was waiting for us.

"Why did you bring the mermaid?" Cas asked, instantly taking an offensive tone. "I thought you told Sam specifically not to involve the non-human."

I rolled my eyes, "It's nice to see you again too, Mr. Feathers."

"My… my name is not Mr. Feathers."

"Anyways, she is actually going to go with you to search for Nerin." Dean said slowly, knowing that Cas wouldn't react well to the idea.

Castiel tilted his head to the side and squinted his eyes, "Why do I have to go with the fish?"

"My name is Arrie, Mr. Feathers."

"You have to go with her because I need to help Dean give Jack a hunter's burial and we aren't letting Arrie go without one of us with her." Sam answered the disenchanted angel.

"Fine. But this is for the boy, not for you." Cas responded.

"I'm not looking forward to this either Mr. Feathers, but it's our only option at the moment."

"My name is not Mr. Feathers. It is Castiel."

I just rolled my eyes, apparently, the angel didn't understand joking or sarcasm very well.

"So, are we just supposed to walk, or do you have a car?"

"I have wings, we don't need to walk."

"We do if we want to search for Nerin."

Cas smirked a little as he took his three middle fingers and pressed them on my forehead. I reflexively closed my eyes and felt a surge of power run through me, and when I opened them I was no longer near the liquor store. I felt a wave of nausea come over me and I turned to the angel, "What the hell did you just do?"

"I teleported us to the nearest fire station. Dean said that was one of the places you told Nerin to go to if he got separated from you."

"Okay, I'll pretend like that's normal."

We both entered the fire station, but I had a feeling Nerin wasn't going to be where I had asked him to be. We searched through three different fire stations, and two police stations with no luck. By that time, it was midnight and Cas teleported us to what I thought was going to be a church, but instead was the bunker.

"Hey, I thought you said we were going to a church next?"

"I lied so that you wouldn't object to coming with me back to the bunker."

"Damn you Castiel. I am not done looking for my brother."

Dean and Sam were sitting in the kitchen eating what looked like a very late dinner of fast food hamburgers.

"Arrie, it's okay. We called Cas and asked him to bring you here. It's midnight, and you need your sleep. You have had a long day and you won't be very useful in finding Nerin if you're sleep deprived." Sam tried to calm me with his logic.

"My brother is still out there, alone and probably terrified, and if you think for one second that I am going to sleep then you're…."

"Cas!" I heard Sam yell as Castiel pressed his fingers against my forehead and I blacked out.

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